Raiders mission is to breed to get rich

The patriarch took the notebook, and the emblem seal on it can only be opened by himself, and it has not been damaged. It seems that the waiter did not peep.

He nodded in satisfaction, broke the seal with all his strength, and opened the note that treasured his nephew's journey along the way—

"One of the thirteen basic points of pig raising: the ratio of dry feed to wet feed for sows after farrowing"

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Turn again——

"What principles should be paid attention to in feeding fattening pigs?"

"What issues should be paid attention to in breeding high-quality breeding pigs?"

Turn again——

A big pig's head was drawn casually on the paper, which is very spiritual and moving, which shows the boredom of this person in the process of data collection.

The more the patriarch looked at it, the more he felt that the pig's expression was naked/naked ridicule.

Especially because the time is short, the notes only include questions, but no answers at all.

The questioning of the soul is more sonorous and powerful, as if asking people's hearts.

The patriarch's expression became more and more distorted: I don't know what the pigs should pay attention to!

It must be a trap, this kid did it on purpose!

I underestimated him before!

Seeing the patriarch's eyes widen in surprise, the emotions inside became more and more complicated, and the waiters didn't dare to breathe, for fear of disturbing the other party and discovering something outrageous.

Until the patriarch threw the notebook viciously on their heads and shouted:

"Give me a good look at what's written here, and then you all go home and raise pigs for me! If you can't learn it, don't come back!"

The two young men who were still laughing at the down-and-out young master in the manor:? ? ?

Retribution always comes so fast, so unexpected, it is gratifying.

After getting off the smart car on the ground, Sinan dragged the butler to the farm of the manor.

Leaving Lance's desperate and weak figure swaying in the wind, he had to accept the fact that their young master was always ready to plunge into the pigsty.

"It's also a good thing." Lance followed up and persuaded himself, "Young master has something to do, so it won't be uncomfortable."

That's right, that's it!

Relying on the spirit of Ah Q cultivated by following the young master for many years, Lance felt more and more satisfied, and even felt that the smell of the farm in the air became more fragrant.

Lance self-hypnosis: What a taste of hope!

Sinan was led by the housekeeper for a long time, and finally arrived at the farm of the manor.

There are more than [-] cows and more than [-] sheep mixed here, mainly for the manor's own spare.But Sinan saw no pigs.

He has learned that during the turbulent period of interstellar navigation, many seemingly insignificant and important materials were lost, such as relatively complicated food cooking methods and livestock breeding methods that are easily overlooked.

The diet structure of human beings has become extremely simple, and the agricultural planet has only collected so many species and cultivated them in the past few decades.

Because of the rough cultivation, except for making ham, bacon, and bacon, people always feel that pork tastes pickled, and they rarely raise pigs.

Sinan raised his eyebrows, his tone slightly disappointed: "Why is there no pigs in this farm?"

The responsible old Moody had listened to the housekeeper's words and waited at the side, and said flatteringly: "Some young masters, we raised two, and the male one was slaughtered not long ago, but the female one gave birth to a litter of cubs."

Sinan's eyes lit up, and he looked at him approvingly: "Where is it? Take me to see it!"

"This... the place where the pig is dirty, I'm afraid someone as precious as you can't bear it." Old Moody was afraid that his master was just curious for a while, so he quickly explained, "And the pork is not delicious. Before, the assistant housekeeper ate that pig, and it was eaten every day. It smells like urine."

Sinan couldn't help smiling sideways when he heard this careless remark.

Eighty percent of the pigs have never been gelded, and the handling methods are not good, so it smells fishy.

He didn't say much, just waved his hand, and looked at old Moody with a smile: "Don't be dazed, take me there!"

Old Moody was stunned when he saw the little master's smile. This smile was romantic and eye-catching. It was hard to imagine that this scene would appear in a farm where cattle and sheep were mixed.

"Moo—" A cow pulled a lump very appropriately, turned around and walked away with its tail flapping as if nothing had happened.

Old Moody was puzzled.

How could such an owner be interested in a pigsty?

He had no choice but to open a small gate next to the sheepfold while complaining, and brought the man in.

It is completely impossible to imagine the scene of such a young master entering the pigsty.

But just don't scare off the owner who has never seen the countryside.

Sinan entered the fence only to find that the metal pig fence had divided the narrow space in half again.On the other side lay a skinny sow, with a few black and white piglets lying on its belly, looking for milk on the sow.

When Sinan saw the pattern, his eyes immediately lit up, and his eyes recognized pigs.

Luchuan pig blood with thin skin and tender meat!

In this era of poor pig breeds, that is a proper nobleman among pigs!

Thick fat and tender meat are the characteristics of Chinese native pigs. Compared with foreign pigs with high lean meat percentage, domestic native pork has a more fragrant taste and fine fat, which is very suitable for cooking Chinese dishes.

Luchuan pig is a famous breed in Guangxi, with thin skin and fragrant meat, fat but not greasy. The crispy-skinned suckling pig made from piglets that are dozens of days old is truly a must.

Thinking of this, Si Nan stared at the little pigs with a slightly wrong expression.

The piglets seemed to be aware of it, humming and chirping one after another and arching under the sow's belly.

...Forget it, the number is too small, let's keep it for breeding!

Sinan forcibly shifted his thinking from "Pig Cooking Encyclopedia" to "Pig Breeding Encyclopedia", and began to critically examine the surrounding environment with professional knowledge.

The pen is too small, narrow and airtight, which affects the mood and fattening of postpartum sows;

Mixed breeding, too noisy nearby, not suitable for postpartum recovery of sows;

The temperature and humidity are not well controlled, it is obviously the interstellar era, and pig raising is still so careless;

Not to mention this fodder...

Sinan squatted down, and under the terrified gaze of the people around him, he stretched his slender white hands directly into the pig trough.

They are all green feed, no mixed concentrate feed is given, no wonder the sows are thin.

Old Moody regretted seeing Sinan's hands stained with feed, and wished he could take the cooling water gun and spray him.

Sinan also looked at the pigs in the pigsty with regret, his expression was surprisingly the same as that of old Moody, but the target was different: "Is our manor so poor? We don't even give them concentrated feed?"

"Double-layer pig house, regular spraying, constant temperature and humidity, can it be done? Build it for me quickly, money is not a problem!"

Seeing old Moody's helpless eyes, Sinan asked patiently, "Is there any difficulty?"

Old Moody swallowed.

"That...young master, what is concentrated feed?"

"Why do pigs still have to live in double-storey villas?"

The old man deeply suspected that it was the young master who was cheating on him.

Sinan leaned against the doorframe with his chest crossed helplessly, and couldn't help closing his eyes.

He has to slow down, don't faint.

You even have to ask him this!

He finally discovered that there are many problems in the world built by relying on a book, and the challenge of promoting farming technology is not so great.

After Sinan explained a series of methods such as building a pig house and formulating feed, the breeding plan he passed on to old Moody already had more than ten pages.

Old Moody didn't know that Sinan was planning to expand his breeding. When he saw that a litter of pigs could live in a new house covering an area of ​​[-] square meters, with a nursery room, delivery room, single room, etc., he smacked his lips in surprise: "The posture of keeping pets in this imperial capital is just as big as it is." Is that so?"

After thinking about it carefully, maybe the young master really decided to keep him as a pet on a whim!

Old Moody was naturally delighted, raising pets for the manor and raising pets for the young master, he knew which was better, so he subconsciously thought about pets.

Within three hours, all the hired workers in the manor knew that the young master had chosen a litter of pigs in the breeding area in the northwest corner as a pet, and was going to build a house to buy food to raise them.

advanced!

The hired workers seemed to regard the matter of breeding as another whim of the naughty young master.

"I heard that nobles are like this, and there are people who walk pigs in their own manors, and it has been on the news!"

They vowed to dig out their portable communication devices and check the news from the past year on the Internet to prove that they were right.

It was written on the news—"Shocked! The xxx manor has won a 'little fragrant pig' worth tens of millions, and the owner has raised it to 300 catties!"

"Let's see, no, pig raising is popular!" The hired workers completely ignored the words "ten million worth" and "little fragrant pig" and nodded seriously.

It seems that the value of the old sow in the corner of the manor doubled in an instant.

Tell me, what does this nobleman from the imperial capital want?

Figure it does not take a bath?

Hey, weird.

Old Moody thought so too.

It's just that he doesn't take it seriously anymore, he is just a hired worker after all, and he has to follow the young master's whimsical setting.

There is no rush to rebuild the pig house, the feed that the young master told me must be done first.

He moved out the bucket of ingredients.

In the past, I mixed sweet potatoes, potatoes or leftover leaves from the field and fed them in a daze. Now, according to the young master's request, I have to add oily fresh bean cakes, fresh corn, and grind more than a dozen fish bones. , plus pine needles, kelp, orange peel, and powder ground from dried earthworms, and mix them together to make that so-called "concentrated feed".

In this way, add twice as much water and it will be done.

Old Moody muttered: "It's really good to eat, not even pets dare to be so careful."

100 years earlier, when the interstellar voyage had just ended, the fresh corn bean cakes in the trough of the young master would have scared people to death-this is all the precious food brought by the original star!

Even now, people only use them to raise horses and good cattle.

Sinan didn't explain the meaning of this feed. It was his first time to try it. He heard that adding bean cakes and fish bones can supplement protein. With pine needles, kelp and other powders, it is also helpful for sows to absorb and piglets to grow fat. , which made old Moody try.

In fact, he was also a little nervous. Is the "Getting Rich" that he read useful?

The feed was poured into the trough, and old Moody stared at the young master's precious "pet" without blinking, for fear that the new feed that the young master tossed about would cause problems.

Unexpectedly, the sow who was always lying sleepy before, and threw her head aside after eating a few mouthfuls of feed, actually stood up unsteadily from the ground, not even caring about the two piglets following her, and walked around , came straight to the trough.

The appearance of feasting was not at all the appearance of being in a bad mood before.

In the sound of the pig "Silly Snooze" opening the meal, there was an exclamation of surprise from the old Moody who had been staring intently——

"Hey! The young master is right, I really ate it! The young master really ate it!"

Old Moody rushed out excitedly to report this matter, and for a while, many people heard the excited cry of "Young Master really ate it".

What did the young master eat?so happy?

At night, in the pigsty that seemed to be the focus of the manor, the sow turned over with a grunt.

A few strong piglets still had their mouths close to the sow's chest, waking up from time to time to suck a couple of breast milk, seeing that they were getting healthier day by day.

And a thin piglet was shoved to the side.

It was very weak in the womb, if it hadn't been artificially fed a few mouthfuls of milk, this little pig would have died long ago.

Even so, it's hard to live.

The little pig's abdomen rose and fell for a while, and finally stopped slowly.

Suddenly, the little pig's belly moved slightly again.

A pair of black bean eyes opened immediately, with a daze, and it took a while for a flash of sharpness.

He is sober.

where is this?

Shaking his head, the little pig stumbled to his feet and took two steps to the side.

what?Who put clutter in his bedroom?

Taking advantage of a little bit of moonlight, the little pig tried his best to move forward, distinguishing for a long time——

Standing in front of it was a little pig that was sleeping soundly and smacking its mouth. The dry and yellowed milk stains around its mouth were particularly obvious.

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"Hmph—vomit—"

The standing little pig sniffed, smelled the smell of the surroundings, and looked at the really untidy environment, then suddenly retched and fell to the ground.

Damn, clean freaks can't stand this.

The author has something to say: Villain boss: Who did I provoke, a weak clean freak?

Thanks to the reader "Lan Yu", a bottle of irrigation nutrient solution, please touch the boss attack of the black and white flower, it is very cute!