As soon as the rooster closed its eyes, the two men who had been waiting for a long time immediately started to touch it.

It turns out that there is no chance unless you are drunk.

Han Cheng had never castrated a chicken before, but it was not difficult for him.

As someone who had often laid by the chicken pen to spy on the old roosters bullying the young hens, he knew where the key parts were.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed the tail of the chicken, his eyes moved back and forth on the exposed 'cock', and it didn't take long before he found the key part.

An object the size of a grain of rice appeared under the pressure of Han Cheng's fingers.

After muttering to himself twice, he moved his right hand holding the knife forward rudely and knocked it away without much force.

The rooster was completely knocked unconscious, and its legs just twitched slightly before it became unresponsive.

Han Cheng took a look and worried that the castration was not thorough enough, so he used the tip of the knife to cut downwards, using extremely rough means.

There is no need to worry about the rooster's life or death. This creature has extremely strong vitality and general external injuries will not endanger its life.

In later life, Han Cheng saw an old lady in a village who dug open the stomach of a chicken that had accidentally eaten grain mixed with medicine, took out the contents, and then used needle and thread to sew clothes.

The method was extremely crude, not as sophisticated as what Han Cheng was doing now. At least in the procedure of forcing people to anesthetize themselves with alcohol, they were not as good as Han Cheng.

But what is really impressive is that after all this treatment, the chicken was fine and went back to find something to eat.

And it laid an egg that day.

Compared with whetting the appetite, the method Han Cheng used on the rooster at this time was really nothing.

Looking at the still drunk chicken, Han Cheng hurried to find the stored eggs, in case this guy sobered up too quickly and had to be forced to drink again later.

After closing the door and looking through the crack for a while, Han Cheng picked out fifteen fertilized eggs.

I found a few bricks and built a nest in a corner of the chicken coop. I put soft hay in it and carefully placed fifteen eggs in it, trying to make a small pile.

Then the rooster, which was still drunk, was taken over and placed in the chicken coop. A bamboo sieve was placed on top of it, and two heavy bricks were pressed on the bamboo sieve.

Otherwise this guy will struggle randomly after waking up.

While Han Cheng was doing this, the chickens in the chicken coop all ran to the side, stood there, stretched their necks to look here, looking like experienced spectators.

After doing all this, Han Cheng waited here for a while, then left with Wu, who was full of curiosity and expectation.

Whether it can be accomplished or not will depend on tomorrow.

In the afternoon, the rooster woke up, fluttered a few times, and when he found that he could not lift the bamboo sieve covering it, he calmed down and lay obediently on the eggs, using his body temperature to warm the cold eggs.

Han Cheng has been very worried about this matter. He came over several times and saw that this guy was always honest, so he gradually put his mind at ease.

By the afternoon of the next day, Han Cheng thought that things should be almost done, so he took away the bricks and the bamboo sieve to check the condition of the thing.

After the sieve was removed, the guy did not jump up as expected, but still lay quietly in the nest, but his expression was a little dull.

I don’t know if it’s because he’s not completely sober yet, or if he’s noticed some uncomfortable changes in himself.

Han Cheng looked at the rooster, and the rooster was also looking at him, but without its previous sharpness.

After not looking at Han Cheng for long, she lowered her head shyly. After lowering her head for a while, she used her mouth to hook an egg that was slightly exposed and put it inside, completely covering her body.

The way he spoke and acted was completely different from his previous arrogance and unruly demeanor. There was no trace of arrogance in him anymore.

Even Han Chengdu was completely surprised by the huge contrast between the before and after. Wasn't it too quick for this guy to get into the role?

It is indeed a great blessing, it can be ceded to permanent rule.

Han Cheng, who watched here for a while, couldn't help but sigh.

In order to comfort this guy, Han Cheng specially grabbed some good millet, put it in the broken bowl used to anesthetize the rooster, and placed it in front of the rooster incubating eggs.

In the past, seeing such good food, this guy would rush over like an arrow, but now he lies there motionless, with no intention of moving his mouth.

Most likely he suffered psychological trauma from the millet mixed with wine.

Han Cheng thought so, waited for a while, and then left with Wu.

He felt that the rooster might be a little embarrassed after what it had just experienced, and needed to be given a relatively solitary space to calm down.

After the two giants, Han Cheng and Wu, left, the rest of the chickens standing aside, stretching their necks to watch the show, tilted their heads and looked at the rooster incubating eggs from a distance.

The two sides just looked at each other quietly, and the atmosphere was a little strange for a moment.

After this staring match continued for a while, one of the roosters couldn't resist the temptation of delicious food and tentatively moved towards the small bowl.

After trying several times and seeing that the guy was lying there motionless, he finally plucked up the courage and stretched his head out to take a bite of the millet.

He took a gulp, then looked up warily for a while, and then took another gulp.

As soon as this one started, the other three roosters also came over to join in the fun.

The rooster changed its temperament and just lay there obediently, warming the eggs and watching coldly, without any intention of getting up to fight.

I don’t know if it was because he remembered that he became like this because he ate the millet in this bowl, and he wanted these guys to follow in his footsteps...

The rooster that had been incubating eggs finally got up and limped out of the coop. I don't know if it was because his wounds had not healed yet or because he had been lying down for too long and his legs were numb.

When it got up, all the chickens in the chicken coop stopped moving and stared at it in astonishment.

The rooster also felt something different. After eating, drinking water, and stretching its legs, it looked at the other chickens and wanted to join in the fun. It no longer wanted to go back to the chicken coop.

I don't know why, but it didn't control its legs, and after a while, it went back to incubating the eggs.

Faced with these little hens that once fascinated it and made it fight for them many times, it now feels bored.

How can the joy of hatching eggs be compared to messing around with these little hens?

After it went back and lay down again, the somewhat quiet chicken coop returned to its previous appearance.

Gradually, as time passed, the other hens in the chicken coop got used to this guy's surprising transformation.

A little hen that was once a member of this guy's harem could not forget how kind he was to her. After eating, she began to wander around in front of him.

Want to get this guy's attention and have fun again.

After shaking like this for a while, the rooster who was concentrating on hatching the eggs finally responded. He stretched out his head and touched the hen's head with his pointed beak. The hen immediately squatted on the ground obediently.

However, the familiar thing did not happen. Instead, this guy kept caressing the hen's head with his mouth, just like a good sister combing her hair.

After a while, the rooster retracted its beak and continued to concentrate on hatching the eggs.

It took the hen a while to stand up from the ground, and then walked away dazed: I wanted to sleep with you, but you wanted to be my sister?

The rooster lowered his head and used his beak to hook an egg that was slightly exposed under his body so that it could better feel the warmth of fatherly love.

The rooster tilted his head as he looked at the hen that was leaving in a daze.

This shameless little bastard, how can that kind of thing be as fascinating to a chicken as hatching eggs?

In the following days, the hen came over several times and finally accepted the change.

So, from time to time, this scene would happen in the chicken coop - a rooster lay in the chicken coop to incubate eggs, and a hen lay beside it. The two guys would groom each other's feathers from time to time, and they were as affectionate as little sisters...