"I'll tell you a secret..."
Li Xinghe looked around mysteriously, as if he was about to say something extraordinary.
Zuo Qinglong became interested and asked:
"What secret?"
Li Xinghe whispered, "Do you know how often poultry in the city are slaughtered?"
Zuo Qinglong shook his head, very curious:
"I don't know. How long will it take?"
Li Xinghe stretched out three fingers.
"Three months?" Zuo Qinglong nodded.
"Three months is a bit fast. Normally it would take more than half a year."
Li Xinghe was surprised:
"Oh, it seems you have raised poultry before?"
"However, your guess is still too conservative."
"It's thirty days!"
"From hatching to maturity and then to the table, it only takes thirty days!"
"Huh?" Zuo Qinglong was shocked.
"Thirty days?"
What are thirty days enough for?
In his impression, chicks and ducklings that are thirty days old are still covered in down, and their coarse feathers haven't grown yet, right?
It’s served on the table in just 30 days. Is this a joke?
Li Xinghe nodded:
"Yes, exactly thirty days!"
"During these 30 days, the poultry stayed in a small space where they could hardly even turn around, eating non-stop, eating feed specially formulated by the owners."
"To speed up digestion, owners also hang daylights above the poultry heads to keep the environment bright at all times and prevent them from sleeping!"
"I just eat 24 hours a day, no sleep or exercise..."
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