Lu Fangfang returned the egg to Lan Ying's sister-in-law and gave her some more instructions.
The previous batch of over 1,900 quails has been separated into males and females, with over 1,000 females and the rest being males.
They continued to follow the previous rules, feeding the male quails roughage and the female quails concentrated feed.
"Okay, I understand."
Zhao Lanying nodded, then turned and went out excitedly.
"Chirp chirp~"
"Chirp chirp~"
Lu Fangfang checked each brooder in the incubator and, seeing that everything was normal, went out again.
Once inside the breeding shed, she peered into the cages of the second batch of quails and observed them for a while.
This batch of quails is considered the second generation of the farm; she selected the strongest male quails for breeding.
Compared to the first batch of quails, the difference isn't too great, but they are noticeably more uniform, with no particularly thin or weak quails.
"Xiao Lu, you should go out now, this smells bad."
Wearing a thick gauze mask, Zhao Lanying pushed a cart and used a shovel to clean up the quail's droppings.
These little creatures eat a lot and poop a lot too.
In the fields of the communes, the quail droppings had piled up into a large mound.
"Sister-in-law Lanying, how do you feel wearing a mask?"
"It's alright, I can't smell any bad odor anymore, it's just a bit stuffy. Xiao Lu, thank you so much."
"It's okay, sister-in-law. You can wear it when you're cleaning from now on."
These masks were obtained by Lu Fangfang from the regiment's doctor Meng. Wearing them while cleaning the shed would at least keep it a little cleaner.
After leaving the breeding shed and walking into the yard, she looked down at her belly.
By October, her belly had swollen slightly and was noticeably larger.
Lu Fangfang looked on with some worry. In a few more months, when her belly got bigger, it would be inconvenient for her to do things.
She had previously thought she could manage on her own, but now she's just hoping Xiuxiu will come soon.
She picked up her easel and went to the meadow outside.
She laid down a thick cushion, plopped down, and started drawing.
She had already completed 59 of the 61 paintings the publisher requested. Once she finished the last two, she could send them out.
Looking up, the grassland was even more withered and yellow, but the little wild donkey was still leisurely grazing on the wild grass.
Seeing Lu Fangfang come out, it wagged its little tail and slowly walked over.
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