Chapter 271 Tug of War

After Zhao Yeqing finished speaking, he stood up and walked home while chewing a crystal radish.

"Where are you going?"

"The family will prepare delicious food for them."

Now that the weather is getting cooler, and we harvested a lot of fresh corn in the summer, the chickens at home are laying eggs like crazy after feeding them. Recently, two nests of chicks were hatched.

There are so many eggs that we can’t finish them all and the chicken coop is almost full.

Now that the weather is getting cooler, Zhao Yeqing moved all the chickens living underground back to the chicken coop on the ground. After all, the air environment on the ground is more suitable for animals to live in.

From time to time, they can be released to find food on their own on the meadow.

A group of round, yellow, fluffy little balls followed the mother hen's butt, moving quickly with their little paws, and would fall on their faces when they walked onto uneven ground.

Zhao Yeqing watched with great interest and thought seriously about whether it should be his aunt or uncle who should eat them today.

There is no way. There are too many chickens at home and we can’t afford to keep them if we don’t eat them.

She planned to wait until the weather got cooler and then kill a few more chickens to make dried chicken, which would taste even better.

After observing for a while, he found the two most ferocious chickens in the flock, grabbed their claws and lifted them upside down.

She snorted and muttered, "Those who are bossy in their own family are likely to die early."

The chicken was killed, bled, and plucked in one go, which scared the chickens away so much that they even stopped looking for insects and retreated back into the chicken coop to hide.

There are two chickens, and they will use one to make soup tonight. The rest will be put in the refrigerator and can be used to make noodles tomorrow.

The other one was cooked and given to the dogs as a snack.

After the soup was stewed, Zhao Yeqing heard the grunting of pigs outside and then remembered that he seemed to have forgotten to feed the pigs this morning.

Zhao Yeqing hurriedly took out a very old aluminum pot with a badly worn surface and some pits, which was originally intended to be used to store sundries. This pot was a barrel-shaped cooking pot, very suitable for cooking pig feed.

The outer leaves of the cabbages grown in the basement are relatively old, and some are even infested with insects. In the past, they could only be used to feed fish, but fish didn’t like to eat them very much. Cattle and sheep also didn’t like them very much, and they preferred the soft, sour and fragrant silage.

Now that we have pigs, things are easy. They eat everything deliciously.

Zhao Yeqing chopped the leaves into pieces and put them in the pot, added a little rice and two spoons of rice bran, and then added a few chopped sweet potatoes and boiled them together.

Cook until all are soft then set aside to cool.

Fearing that they were too hungry, Zhao Yeqing left a few vegetable leaves and took them to the pigpen to feed them.

Although this little wild boar is not very old, only about two months old, it is very strong.

She pulled one end of the leaf and the little wild boar bit the other end and tore it, but she could hardly pull them apart.

If this thing grows to 300 kilograms, how much strength would it take to pin it to the ground?

She remembered that when she was a child, it took several adults to hold down the pigs together to slaughter them during the Chinese New Year. Those were large white domestic pigs, and she didn't know if wild boars would be stronger.

You can't kill pigs at home with a gun, right?

After Mu Xi finished pulling the weeds, he walked in and saw Zhao Yeqing squatting next to the pigpen, playing tug-of-war with the wild boar cubs by pulling vegetable leaves with both hands.

"What kind of entertainment is this?"

Zhao Yeqing, who had been playing tug-of-war with each wild boar cub, was still a little out of breath. "These wild boar cubs are quite strong even though they were born not long ago. How can I control them when the time comes?"

Mu Xi thought about this problem when he caught it again. "Before, I thought about trying to knock it out directly. If that doesn't work, I'll use electric shock. The operation of shocking is a bit dangerous, but I don't want to use drugs. If it doesn't work, I'll kill it when it reaches 100 or 200 kilograms."

Zhao Yeqing felt that they probably wouldn't be able to press it when the weight was 100 or 200 kilograms. If someone got electrocuted, there was no transformer at home and if they were not careful when operating the 220v AC power, an accident would happen.

If there is really no other choice, just shoot, it's just a waste of bullets.

At this point, Mu Xi counted the stock of bullets and calculated that since arriving in Meishan, the total number of bullets used did not exceed twenty, and only a few were consumed each year.

At this rate of consumption, the number of bullets he brought back would be enough to last for twenty years.

The cooked pig food had cooled down, and Zhao Yeqing poured it into the trough.

The trough is an old trough that was discarded from the old sheep pen. The original owner hollowed out the center with a log and put water and grass in it to feed the sheep.

The little wild boars were not tall enough yet, so we put a few broken wooden boards next to the trough to make a step for them.

A few wild boar babies started squealing when they smelled the delicious pig food. After the pig food was put into the trough, they buried their heads and started to eat it.

Domestic pigs grow fast, so the pig pens need to be set up quickly.

The two men planned to build the pigpen on the ground directly using the wood from the demolished old hay house.

The fence is more than one meter high, with the upper part empty to allow air to circulate around and disperse the odor.

The pigpen in the basement will probably need to be widened to accommodate it.

The two men planned to build a pigpen next to the original cowshed on the ground. After determining the size of the area, they would first reinforce it by driving piles to prevent it from being unstable and being directly broken by grown wild boars.

By the evening, Dahuang's family returned with their cattle and sheep, and Mu Xi had built the pigpen.

While Mu Xi was building the pigpen, Zhao Yeqing was disinfecting the nearby cowshed, sheep pen and horse stable.

We had already done some cleaning when we drove the cattle and sheep underground. Today, while the cattle and sheep are out, it is a good opportunity to sterilize them again.

There was no disinfectant at home, so Zhao Yeqing flushed the house inside and out with lime and water. After a while, he rinsed off the lime water with clean water to prevent cattle and sheep from accidentally ingesting it.

The door was left open and the cattle and sheep came back after most of the crops had dried.

Zhao Yeqing originally wanted to lay some more hay, but the room was not completely dry yet, and he was afraid that the hay would get moldy, so he gave up the idea and drove the cattle and sheep in directly.

Xiaohong has also moved to the ground and can go out for a walk recently. The horse's hair is smoother and smoother than before.

She calculated the time and it was almost time for her next shave. If she shaved now, the hair would grow back in winter and she would not catch a cold.

The wool has grown a lot longer over the summer and needs to be shaved quickly, and the same goes for the cows.

Cows don't need to shave the hair on their bodies, only the hair on their tails needs to be trimmed. If the hair on the cow's tail is too thick, it will carry parasites such as ticks, which will make the cow sick and affect milk production.

After the ewes gave birth this year, the output of goat milk was much less than last year. I don’t know if it has something to do with the sudden high temperature at that time.

However, after observing the ewe, the two did not find any symptoms, so they felt relieved.

After the pigpen was built, the two of them carried the little wild boars in one by one.

The wild boar cubs are very obedient after they are full, just like people who suddenly feel sleepy after their blood sugar levels rise after a meal, with their eyes half-closed and looking drowsy.