Zhao Wei needs to brush up on the relevant knowledge, otherwise, he is likely to make a fool of himself.
He still remembered those commune leaders who disliked him. During the last training session, they did not roll their eyes at him.
Afterwards, he even came to organize an agricultural production competition with him.
This time when we meet again in Baisha Township, there will definitely be another wave of excitement.
His damn desire to win was aroused, and he called the barefoot doctor, Old Zhou, and several old men in the village who could drive cattle and horses to the night school that night, ready to learn from them.
The livestock fairs in previous years were not as large as this year's. Only a dozen or so presidents gathered together to exchange breeding experiences and some disease prevention and control techniques.
But this time it's a big deal, so he has to respond actively.
Old Zhou was an expert in this field, but he didn't know what Zhao Wei wanted to know.
Zhao Wei was also completely blind and didn't know what he needed to know.
Fortunately, he was born again and has a lot of foresight.
So he asked Old Zhou in return.
"If you were asked to hold this meeting, what do you think would be discussed so that people would learn something and not feel that it was just superficial work?"
People of this era are very pragmatic. They will only do something if it brings real benefits.
It is not like the later generations who often hold some meaningless meetings, wasting time, money and manpower.
Old Zhou was not someone who was out of touch with the news, so he and Zhao Wei spread the news.
"I have a cousin who works as a veterinarian in Baisha Township. I met him during the Chinese New Year and talked about this topic."
"Although I don't know why this year's event is so grand, I can share with you the things we did in previous years and some of the results we achieved."
This was really helpful to Zhao Wei. After all, he had never participated in any of the Yushudun production activities in the past and was really completely in the dark.
After they had chatted for most of the night by candlelight, they went their separate ways.
The next day, Zhao Wei went to Caopo again and met Lao Zhoutou. Zhao Wei briefly talked about his future plans for breeding, and then asked him how to solve the problem of food and fodder in winter.
Old Zhou actually has a better suggestion, which is to let people artificially grow sheep grass in the mountains.
This kind of forage has high nutritional value and good palatability, and all kinds of livestock like to eat it all year round.
It can be harvested in July and August and dried into green material.
However, such fodder needs to be stored in a rainproof warehouse, otherwise it will become moldy and rot in winter.
This requires investment of manpower and material resources.
Moreover, there is not much sheep grass in their area, and he doesn't know whether he can grow it artificially.
In addition to sheep grass, some crops such as corn stalks can be used as food after being harvested, dried and bundled.
Their village is called Yushudun because there are so many elm trees in the village, more than a hundred of them, and all of them are decades old.
These trees are tall and sturdy, with lush branches and leaves. In autumn, the fallen elm leaves can be collected, dried, crushed and fed to livestock.
Not only elm leaves, but also poplar leaves are good for feeding livestock.
An animal needs about 3,000 kilograms of hay in one winter.
If you calculate according to this, you will have a clear quantitative standard in mind if you want to expand the scale of breeding.
Zhao Wei kept asking questions patiently, and thus he finally grew from a naive newbie to a new breeder.
All that remains now is to see what else I can learn at this livestock conference.
On the third day, he arranged all matters and took Old Zhou and the barefoot doctor with him and got on a bus to Baisha Township.
This time, the driver was Master Liu. Although he was driving to Qinghe County, he happened to pass by Baisha Township on the way.
There is no direct bus there, mainly because there is a river there that blocks the way and there is no ability to build a bridge. Therefore, if people in Baisha Township want to go into the city, they need to walk on the mountain road for an hour and then cross the river before they can stop a bus.
Sometimes you can’t stop it and you can only keep walking on your own two legs.
Those who are lucky may even be able to get a ride on a passing horse-drawn or ox-drawn cart.
Zhao Wei and his friends were lucky that day. After happily waving goodbye to Master Liu, they happened to meet a horse-drawn carriage heading to Baisha Township.
The driver was a very cheerful man and was happy to give them a ride.
However, they didn't expect that when they were about to get on the car, four people came running from behind and also wanted to get on their car.
One of them was none other than Mr. Huang, the head of a certain commune, who had some issues with Zhao Wei.
After recognizing him, the man said with a fake smile, "Excuse me, President Zhao. As you can see, the comrade we are traveling with has difficulty walking. Can you let us use the car first?"
The other few people also echoed their president's words and started yelling at Zhao Wei.
"Thank you President Zhao for your generosity. I am so grateful!"
"We are so lucky to meet you. Please take care of us in the future!"
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The man was a polio patient and it was indeed necessary for him to take a ride.
If they were not allowed to sit, it would seem that the people in Elm Village were too cruel.
Zhao Wei just couldn't stand this President Huang. He was really thick-skinned. Before he could express his opinion, he put on a high hat and got into the car with his people.
This carriage can't hold so many people, the horse will be exhausted like a dog.
The man driving the car shrugged helplessly and said, "In that case, just walk by yourself. It'll only take an hour. It will be quick!"
After saying this, he drove away in his carriage.
Old Zhou was so angry that he kept spitting.
"What the hell? Those with broken legs can go sit down. We have legs, good legs at that. We can only walk a few steps. Why should we be afraid of an hour?"
The barefoot doctor patted Old Zhou on the shoulder and sighed, "Forget it, don't be angry. Getting angry is punishing yourself with other people's mistakes, which is not worth the loss."
Zhao Wei took a look at the good-tempered barefoot doctor. No wonder everyone in the village liked him so much. No matter who he blushed with, no one would cause trouble for him. Just because of his character, he would not make enemies with anyone.
Zhao Wei smiled and said, "Let them be proud for a while. Wait, there will be a day when they will cry."
His eyes were very sharp. Just now, he saw some green grass piled on the carriage.
It should be fodder prepared for horses.
He seemed to see something moving inside the grass.
These people were so eager to seize the carriage that they didn't give Zhao Wei any chance to warn him.
I really don’t blame him!
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