Whoosh!
This guy ran quickly to the remaining feed.
He started licking it with a slurping sound.
Zhao Xiaoyang's face darkened: "Baozi, that's not for you to eat."
"Woof!"
Baozi looked up and shouted.
But then he buried his head and started chewing it again.
Zhao Xiaoyang was helpless.
Forget it, dogs will eat anything they want, so this little bit of feed should be fine.
Let it be.
At this time, a thin layer of dusk was rising on the horizon. The black-feathered chickens were wandering around on the reclaimed land, digging the soil from time to time, as if they were pecking at small insects, pebbles and the like.
Zhao Xiaoyang didn't care anymore.
He was already used to the free-range habits of chickens.
As long as we can find it back, even if we don’t feed it, it can find food in the wild and won’t starve to death.
Kerala...
Stretched.
Zhao Xiaoyang's muscles and bones exploded with a series of crackling sounds.
After plowing the fields, there hasn’t been much work to do for the past couple of days, and I’m still a little uncomfortable!
After tidying up, Zhao Xiaoyang took out his mobile phone, clicked on a video of an up-loader about rural farming, and took out his notebook.
Live and learn!
…
The next day, when Zhao Xiaoyang got up, Baozi was the only one left in the yard scratching the cherry tree.
A black-feathered chicken was squatting on the tree, stretching its neck to peck at a few cherries that had been missed during the picking process.
As for the other friends, I don’t know where they ran off to.
But don't worry, Zhao Xiaoyang opened the panel.
Owns a list of crops.
A new column appears below.
"Poultry: Black Feather Chicken [Two Stars] *10"
Behind it is a slightly flashing icon.
"Status: [Free Range]"
Zhao Xiaoyang's mind moved, and [Free Range] turned into [Locked]!
“Chuckle!”
"Clang, clang, clang!"
With a whoosh, the rest of the black-feathered chickens came running from all directions as if they were going home from get off work.
Baozi became excited again when he saw this, and was about to rush over, but Zhao Xiaoyang had already stopped him and scolded him.
"Baozi, if you chase the chicken again, I'll hang you up."
“Woo…Woof!”
I don’t know if this kid has grown any bigger because of the feed he ate yesterday, but he has become bolder and even dares to bark.
Then he circled around Zhao Xiaoyang, trying to find a chance to get through.
Damn it!
It’s okay to be disobedient!
Zhao Xiaoyang stepped forward and picked up the thing, then threw it into the basket and hung it high on a tree branch.
“Woo…Woo!”
The guy cried out in grievance, but Zhao Xiaoyang ignored him.
He went over and brought a small bowl of raw rice to the black-feathered chickens.
A group of chicks came over immediately, but after pecking at it a few times, they wandered away as if dissatisfied.
"Ah, you have quite a sharp tongue!"
Zhao Xiaoyang couldn't help but throw another handful of all-purpose feed over.
Unexpectedly, this time it was even more outrageous. These little chickens didn't even bother to look at it.
"Okay, go ahead. Don't blame me if you starve to death."
After saying that, he unlocked it again and put the bun down.
A group of black-feathered chickens naturally ran away quickly and disappeared behind the cherry orchard.
As for Baozi, he rushed over and started to chew on the all-purpose feed.
I poured some of the leftover rice soaked in red fish soup from yesterday into Baozi’s rice bowl.
"Baozi, come here, this is your meal!"
Baozi finished picking up the all-purpose feed and came over to smell it.
The little guy, who usually eats voraciously, tilted his head and looked at Zhao Xiaoyang with a puzzled look.
"That's it?"
Zhao Xiaoyang could almost feel that this guy wanted to say this.
"Fuck! Do you think you're a chicken?"
"Eat it if you want or not, if you starve to death, don't accuse me of torturing the dog!"
Zhao Xiaoyang put down the buns, made a pot of tea, and lay down on the rattan chair. He looked at the vibrant cherry orchard and the thriving peach trees in front of him, feeling satisfied and proud.
After finishing a pot of tea, Jiaojiao called.
"Hey, Jiaojiao, what's going on?"
"Nothing, I just wanted to ask if you were up. My mom said if you're free, come over and sit with me."
"Okay, I'll be right over."
"How about I pick you up?"
"Don't bother. I can walk this short distance."
"I'll pick you up."
Xu Jiaojiao bit her lip and looked at Yuan Xiuqin's urging eyes beside her.
"Um...my dad said you came to pick up the tea canister last time. The factory has released some new samples recently, so he'd like to give you some."
"oh!"
Hearing this, Zhao Xiaoyang responded: "Okay, come on, I'll wait for you!"
"Okay, I'll be right there!"
After hanging up the phone, Zhao Xiaoyang took out the tea leaves he had just roasted last time.
There are still more than two kilograms of first spring tea.
Speaking of which, Uncle Jianguo has always had a good relationship with Grandpa and he is very caring towards Zhao Xiaoyang.
When he was a child, he often went to Xu's house for meals and it became a common thing for him.
However, Zhao Xiaoyang's time outside in the past two years was not in vain. He knew that going to Uncle Jianguo's house now would be like visiting a guest, so naturally he had to bring some gifts.
There is no need to buy anything specifically, and what could be better than tea grown at home?
If Lu Qingquan says it’s good, then it’s really good.
It just so happened that Xu Jiaojiao sent a tea canister, so I borrowed flowers to offer to Buddha.
…
Xu Jiaojiao is here.
Carrying a small box of exquisitely packaged tea canisters.
When I opened it, I saw a purple clay shell with a landscape painting on it, which looked quite high-end.
"Brother Xiaoyang, do you think these are enough? If not, I'll get some more later!"
Xu Jiaojiao picked up a tea canister and said.
My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It will be even more exciting later!
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