Chapter 97 Training Class
Song Zhenping listened attentively, and looked at the book titled "Scientific Breeding Technology of Poultry and Livestock" in his sister's hand with awe in his eyes.
That was the heavenly book that my sister took out of the treasure bag. The paper was as white as the clouds in the sky and felt frighteningly smooth to the touch.
There are pictures on it, and the pigs, chickens, sheep, and cows look as alive as ever, and you can even see their bones.
He didn't know it at first, and it was his second sister who told him through gestures.
The gods are truly omniscient and know everything, and they understand so much.
Not only does he know how to farm, he also understands postpartum care for sows.
Now I even know how to raise rabbits.
Farmers in the Wu Dynasty raised pigs, chickens, cattle, sheep, mules and horses, but no one raised fish or rabbits.
Song Zhenping was very surprised when he first heard that it was possible to raise fish and rabbits.
These things can be found in the water and in the mountains. If you want to eat them, just catch them. Why bother raising them?
The most important thing is that no one knows what the fish eat in the water or how they give birth to baby fish.
The same goes for rabbits. No one has ever seen how little rabbits grow. It's as if a group of little rabbits appeared overnight.
Moreover, rabbits cannot be caged. They can dig holes, jump high, and have strong teeth.
The three rabbits that Song Liyun brought back were only kept in the basket for one night before they bit through the vines and ran away.
Fortunately, the wall of Baolinju was strong, and the little rabbit was caught when it ran into the backyard to eat vegetables.
Now, Song Liyun is studying "Rabbit Breeding Technology". There are a lot of vegetable leaves and acorn residues in the backyard, so she plans to raise three live rabbits.
The venue has been chosen.
Following the technical instructions in the book, I built a rabbit house next to the backyard wall, using the bluestone wall, paving the ground with bricks and stones, and then piling up the soil to build a nest. I no longer have to worry about rabbits digging holes and running away.
"The rabbit house should be kept dry, free of standing water, and have ample light... Rabbits are sensitive to heat in the summer and cold in the winter, so it's important to fatten them up in the fall... Rabbits can be bred after three months, so the nutritional content of their feed needs to be increased."
Song Liyun blinked. "They can breed and give birth to rabbits in just three months. That's a fast reproduction rate! They're no different than mice."
Song Zhenping was secretly delighted. He decided to raise a few more rabbits at home. He could eat the rabbit meat, make clothes and mattresses with the rabbit skins, and use the rabbit manure for farming. That would be great!
Next, Song Liyun stared at the book and frowned: "Brother, the rabbit feed is a bit troublesome!"
"What's the trouble? Don't rabbits just eat grass?" Song Zhenping leaned over to read a book.
But he didn't recognize the rows of almost identical Chinese characters at all. He could only look at his sister in admiration and wait for Song Liyun, who could understand the heavenly book, to read it to him.
"Hmm, let me see! Hey! The rabbit feed formula is: 40% grass meal, 10% barley or corn, 10% wheat or oats, 10% roasted bean cake, 10% wheat bran, fish meal, bone meal, meat meal, salt..."
Song Zhenping's eyebrows knitted together as he muttered, "Rabbits need meat too. How come they eat better than me?"
In the past, he and Xiao An had never eaten meat, but now the rabbit also wants to eat meat.
Song Zhenping wanted to refute, but then he looked at the "Book of Heaven" and swallowed his words back into his stomach. What the immortal said must be right.
Song Liyun wanted to say that the mutant rabbits in the end times would still kill people, but she swallowed her words back for fear of frightening Song Zhenping.
The brother and sister each had their own thoughts. They looked at each other and sighed at the same time.
After teaching Song Zhenping, Song Liyun still had things she needed to learn.
She also didn't know whether this era developed from a historical fork in the road in her previous life, or was a mirror reflection of a parallel space.
The ruling class system of the Wu Dynasty was the same as we imagined, but the writable characters were slightly different.
Anyway, this is a very unfamiliar history.
Song Liyun also needs to relearn Wu Chao's calligraphy.
Fortunately, the new slave, Han Ming, had been trained as a steward by his first master and had learned the basic common characters.
Now Song Liyun started to learn, not aiming to learn how to write, but just wanting to be able to recognize various contracts.
She originally wanted to pull Song Zhenping and Xiao An to learn it too.
But sometimes when God closes a door, he doesn't leave a window.
Song Zhenping missed the golden time for learning, had no concept of cultural learning, and could not remember a single word for three days.
Xiao An was even more confused about abstract thinking and had difficulty reading and writing. He cried loudly on the first day and even refused to eat.
He was interested in the pictures of the recipes.
Heijin, who had not gone out since the heavy snow began, stayed on the kang with Xiaoan every day.
The man and the monkey drooled at the picture and looked at it over and over again without getting tired of it.
Song Liyun was a little absent-minded in her studies today. She kept thinking about what Boss Mu said about the Di people having the habit of "winter plundering".
In her historical knowledge, there was once a nomadic people who also had the habit of "beating grass and grain" in late autumn and early winter.
Their cavalry traveled, fighting to support the war, without the need for special logistical support. They specialized in looting civilians' food, fodder, and property, and would run away after fighting, leaving the garrison troops running around to block the way, causing great suffering to the people in the border villages.
But these things usually happen in border towns.
Suijin was hundreds of miles away and shouldn't have encountered such a disaster. What happened five years ago was caused by collusion between internal traitors.
Now Suijin Town has long lost its prosperity and there are garrisons stationed here. It will definitely be more trouble than gain for the Di people to come here.
But who can tell the truth about such things?
The Di people had no fixed target and robbed as they went, and whoever encountered them would be unlucky.
Boss Mu is a native resident of Suijin Town. His weather vane must be more accurate than mine. Food prices are going to go up, so I have to stock up more.
Stock up for emergencies.
The food in the space can guarantee food for the three brothers and sisters for a year.
But things are unpredictable.
Accidents are inevitable, like Han Ming who suddenly came to seek refuge with him, the elderly people in the nursing home, and the woman who fainted on the way.
If you have food in your hands, you will not be worried.
As for the specific situation, she also wanted to ask Han Ming's opinion.
Han Ming was also a native of the Wu Dynasty and had lived on the border for many years, so he had rich survival experience.
After thinking about it for a long time, Song Liyun fell into a deep sleep in the second half of the night.
Someone is destined to stay awake tonight.
In the Suijin Guard, Captain Luo's hurried steps back and forth revealed his anxious mood.
He took a swig of the tea from the table. The tea the guard had just brought was scalding hot, so hot that he quickly spat it out and couldn't help cursing: "Damn it, they're trying to burn me to death."
He put down his tea and looked out the door again. Someone next to him finally couldn't stand it anymore and said in a deep voice, "Captain, the news is still unclear. There's no need to be so anxious."
"Brother Zhang, how could I not be anxious? Look, we worked so hard to repair Suijin Pass. If they don't come, then it would be a waste of time."
Captain Luo spread his hands and said angrily.
"If you don't come now that the works are finished, you are simply giving me, Lao Luo, no face."
Quartermaster Zhang Zhong smiled bitterly. If the captain wanted military merit, he naturally wanted to have a good fight.
But he, who was in charge of military supplies and logistics, didn't want to fight.
Although the salary for the past two months was delivered on time, it eased his financial difficulties.
But fighting a war is not something that can be solved simply by having money.
(End of this chapter)
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