Chapter 192 Nature's gifts are incredible!
Qin Xiang, wanting to try anything, decided to build a new pigsty according to the blueprints designed by Li Jianzhi.
Qin Xiangxiang: "There are so many talented pig farmers around me!"
First, build a raised area with stones on a ventilated slope, then construct a pigsty. Also, build a simple observation shed not far from the pigsty. Li Jianzhi said this is called the "epidemic isolation zone".
"If a pig shows signs of poor health, it will be isolated here for separate observation."
In addition to the isolation shed, a free-range hillside area has been set up so that the pigs can exercise in the free-range area every day. Li Jianzhi planned: "We will scatter feed along the road to guide the pigs to exercise, so that the pigs will grow strong and healthy."
Qin Xiangxiang praised, "It seems you're not only great at leading troops, but also quite capable at managing pigs."
"These are all top-notch pigs!"
Li Jianzhi: "..."
"Xiao Qin, you two are the real experts in pig farming." Zhuang Xiaoman admitted defeat to the couple.
One of them found an old professor to formulate the pig feed, while the other was even more remarkable, personally drawing the pigsty.
"When I get back, I'm going to ask my husband if he knows how to draw a pigsty!"
Construction of the new pigsty began, and Professor Shen started researching ways to improve fermented pig feed. Meanwhile, Dr. Ye frowned as he learned the art of castrating pigs.
Throughout history, the main pigs consumed by people have been castrated pigs. This explains why many pork and grain stores now display the following red scrolling text: "This store guarantees that it will never sell sow or boar meat."
People might ask, if you don't sell sows and boars, then what kind of pork do you sell? That's castrated pigs, male pigs. The pork in the normal market is from male pigs.
Steamed bun shops and meat floss manufacturers often choose inexpensive old sow meat, and some unscrupulous merchants even use sow meat to impersonate beef.
“Castrending pigs… I don’t even need to learn this skill.” Dr. Ye felt a little uncomfortable. For a doctor like him, castrating pigs was an extremely simple task.
However, he lamented, "When men do this kind of thing, they inevitably feel a sense of shared suffering."
Professor Shen, who lived with him, was not as sentimental as him and said bluntly, "It's castrating a pig, not you. Once you've practiced, you can go back and perform vasectomies on men!"
Dr. Ye's pants tightened suddenly: "????!!!"
Dr. Ye was speechless. He used to find it terrifying to face uneducated villagers, but now he found that facing educated people was just as terrifying.
At least the villagers can't say the word "vasectomy".
"Factory manager, we've made a big discovery!" Feiyan Textile Factory had sent people to raise sea ducks on the mudflats, and now they had made a major discovery.
"After the typhoon, we found timber several times in a row. We originally used it to build duck coops, but there was more and more timber. We're going to build a pigsty here, so we can use this waterlogged timber."
Qin Xiangxiang was stunned after hearing the report: "You found a lot of wood while raising ducks?"
"There's also some shipwreck debris, I wonder where it came from? I've never seen this wood before, I don't recognize it, but it's so sturdy! It would be perfect for firewood!"
"I heard from Director Zhuang that wooden planks are needed to be laid when building pigsties. I think this kind of wood is good!"
Free timber?
Qin Xiangxiang cheered. Was this the gift of the ocean? Of course, she felt deeply sorry for the shipwreck. The people at the factory also said that the wreckage did not look like a ship from China. It was more likely that it was a ship that capsized on the other side of the strait, or another passing ship.
"Never mind the consequences, this is a gift from nature! Such a wonderful gift is perfect for raising pigs!"
After Qin Xiangxiang saw the mysterious wood that everyone had been talking about, she was stunned. "Why does it look like sandalwood? Is this rosewood?"
In ancient times, sandalwood was an extremely precious wood, with the saying "an inch of sandalwood is worth an inch of gold." The architecture and furniture in the imperial palace were mostly made of sandalwood. Sandalwood grows incredibly slowly, taking almost a hundred years to mature into usable timber, highlighting its rarity and value.
"This wood has been soaked in water? Is it sandalwood? I've heard that sandalwood sinks in water..."
Is this rosewood?
Someone nearby said, "Factory manager, who cares if it's sandalwood or rosewood? It's perfect for building pigsties! It's sturdy and heat-resistant!"
"If it's good timber, it should be used for pigs!"
Qin Xiangxiang: "..."
Wow! The Great Emperor used sandalwood to make palace furniture, while Qin Xiangxiang used sandalwood to build pigsties!
“Master Gu Henian is familiar with wood. Let him identify whether this water-soaked wood can still be used for other purposes.”
Gu Henian was a musical instrument craftsman found by Xue Haiyang. He grew up in a music store and had extensive family knowledge. He was skilled in making various musical instruments, had a great understanding of the properties of wood, and had an exceptional ear that could detect the internal structure of wood.
When Gu Henian heard that Feiyan Textile Factory had found a "gift from nature," he didn't take it seriously at first. But after he saw the wood clearly, his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
"Red sandalwood? So much red sandalwood?"
The duck farmer wondered, "What exactly is the meaning of this sandalwood? Can't it be used to build pigsties? I've built a duck shed for my ducks."
Qin Xiangxiang: "Huh?!"
It seems the sea ducks in their factory are quite remarkable, with sandalwood used for their duck sheds; they're practically "emperor ducks"!
Gu Henian was heartbroken: "This is the finest material for making musical instruments!"
Building pigsties and duck sheds... Gu Henian's vision blurred as he listened. "This is sandalwood, this is rosewood, this can be used to make erhu, this is good for pipa parts..."
"Can this still be used after being soaked in water?"
Gu Henian: "Dry it carefully, it won't affect anything."
Qin Xiangxiang said, "If it can be made into a musical instrument, then let's make it into a musical instrument. Master Gu, then I'll leave it to you to handle."
Duck farmer: "So, so, so, should we tear down the duck shed we built before?"
Gu Henian's vision went black, and he almost fainted.
"Factory manager, it's good that you thought to call me to come and take a look. If this had been built into a pigsty, it would have been rained on by pig urine every day..." Master Gu said with great distress.
I never expected to see so much good timber on an island.
Qin Xiangxiang: "..."
They got to eat melons from their own factory.
"Li Jianzhi, let me tell you, our factory's farm is amazing. The pigs in our factory eat pig feed that is personally fermented by a chemistry professor, and the ducks in our factory have duck sheds built with sandalwood that ancient emperors used to make furniture!"
"Modern scientific pigs, and even emperor ducks!"
"If we hadn't met Master Gu, who knows his stuff, we would have been planning to use rosewood to pave the floor of the pigsty!"
Li Jianzhi: "Pfft—"
Li Jianzhi hadn't taken it seriously before, but when he heard they planned to lay sandalwood flooring on the pigs, he couldn't hold back any longer.
"Luckily, it was discovered early."
In some period novels, the male protagonist usually goes back to the old capital city in 1977 to take the college entrance examination. He collects expensive ancient woods like sandalwood, which are considered junk, and stores them in a warehouse like antiques.
Li Jianzhi, on the other hand, did not follow the protagonist route. Instead of salvaging antiques, he helped the military salvage advanced weapons and equipment, as well as shipwrecks.
but……
He designed a pigsty for the pigs and emphasized that the floor should be made of wood, while his wife got some sandalwood and planned to use it to pave the pigsty.
Qin Xiangxiang: "Are you also envious of the pigs in our factory who have such good lives?"
Li Jianzhi: "I was born to be the male lead. Look, I can design a pigsty and sandalwood will fall from the sky to cover the floor."
Qin Xiangxiang: "...You're shameless, aren't you? You really know how to pat yourself on the back."
Xie Ankang and his crew had finished filming their scenes at the Feiyan Textile Factory, and the entire crew was about to leave. Chen Wen felt very reluctant to part with them.
"I wanted to watch your pigs and ducks grow up! Now that you're leaving, I'm really going to miss you!"
"Director Qin, I will never forget the days I spent at Feiyan Textile Factory."
After seeing off the crew of "Blue Sea and Silver Shuttle," Feiyan Textile Factory resumed normal production and life.
Professor Shen seems to have found a suitable fermented feed formula for island pigs, and the pigs in the factory are quite surprising.
Watching the piglets change day by day, they naturally didn't feel anything, but the workers who suddenly saw the pigs change were as wide-eyed as if they had seen Marshal Tianpeng.
"My goodness, it's only been a few days, how did it inflate like an air balloon?"
The workers surrounded the pigpen, looking at the largest "boar." This was originally a robust boar, but now its hair was shiny and its huge body looked like a cannonball. As it moved, the muscles under its belly rolled like waves.
Zhuang Xiaoman: "That butt is so attractive! It's so round and plump, I've never seen such an attractive pig's butt in my life!"
"Factory manager, this butt is nice!"
"If this were ancient times, this would be called 'the pig that could topple a city.' One buttock could topple a city, and the other buttock could topple a nation. How could one not know the power of such a feat? A fine pig like this is hard to come by!"
Zhuang Xiaoman hung out with Professor Shen and Dr. Ye, two cultured men. Professor Shen was taciturn, but Dr. Ye had a lot of poetic and artistic talent, and Zhuang Xiaoman would adapt a couple of lines for him.
Qin Xiangxiang: "..."
The barefoot veterinarian, Dr. Ye, was so angry his face was almost red. A perfectly good poem about a beautiful woman had been turned into "Ode to a Pig" by Zhuang Xiaoman, and it was about a pig's buttocks!
"You, Comrade Zhuang, Director Zhuang, you've learned quite a lot of cultural knowledge!"
Shen Wenbo, who was originally a bit old-fashioned and quiet and only liked to study chemistry, couldn't help but laugh when he heard Zhuang Xiaoman's "Ode to a Pig".
Zhuang Xiaoman: "I call this using the past to serve the present!"
Besides the robust boar, the other piglets were also growing vigorously with smooth fur. Their size was clearly beyond that of pigs of the same age, with broad frames and strong limbs. They would definitely grow into big, fat pigs in the future.
"It's growing way too fast!"
"Are we raising Pigsy (from Journey to the West) in our factory?"
"This is incredible!"
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