Chapter 118 The Ideal of Meng Da

Yun Lang rubbed his hands and said, "That's the end, like me, a beautiful young boy who looks like a jade tree in the wind and is so talented. When he meets Gillian, it is estimated that he will be chopped into meat sauce and fed to the dog by his majesty!

You are still looking for mahjong, you must find ugly. "

Cao Xiang's skill seemed to become agile, and a tiger jumped over, strangling Yun Lang's neck and saying, "Are you saying that I am ugly?"

Yun Lang hurriedly said: "Big belly, thin body, you are not ugly, who is it? I think your majesty may even want you to be castrated, but just think you are ugly, then let you go."

Cao Xiang was insulted by Yun Lang, but he was not angry. He took out a beautiful bronze mirror from his arms and looked at himself in the mirror. He was very narcissistic and said: "People who say me like this in the past are generally in a burial place. Found, now, you say that, but it is just jealous, jealous of my face that is about to recover.

Look, my belly has disappeared. My mother said that my cheeks have flesh, and after three or five months, after the arms and legs have grown, let you look at my appearance again.

When I was very young, I became known as the first beautiful boy in Chang'an. "

Yun Lang nodded and said, "Then eat well. I remember the most meaty meals are lard bibimbap and stew!

You can eat like this from today! "

Cao Xiang nodded happily. He felt that Yun Lang was really knowing.

Yun Lang looked up and down at Cao Xiang. Not to mention, this guy has a thicker skeleton and is taller than the average person. If he can persevere with the meals of Japanese Sumo wrestlers, he will definitely become a qualified sumo wrestler in the future. As for the beautiful boy or something, it has nothing to do with him.

Cao Xiang is a man of great mobility. As soon as Yun Lang finished his meal, he had already made a big bowl of unsalted white rice mixed with lard according to what Yun Lang said.

Ugly wanted to eat like this, and was emboldened by Yun Lang's chicken duster.

This is a life full of life ...

Yun Lang glanced at the Tomb of the First Emperor shrouded in evening glow, and sighed slightly. He hoped that Dazai would live for a while, and live a life that was not a joke.

In order to grow meat, Cao Xiang slept early after eating his own meals ...

Yun Lang stepped on the mottled moonlight and came to the old courtyard in the pine forest with the tiger.

The yard was dark, and Dazai sat under the eaves. He looked at the dark pine forest and didn't know what he was thinking. Early to bed and early to rise, this is their magic weapon to escape the dark world.

"Don't you like it?" Dazai didn't need to look back, he heard the footsteps and knew Yunlang and the tiger were coming.

"I don't like it. It's a time that has passed. I can't always let him interfere with my current life.

I am trying my best to forget the past and want to live a real life again. I hope you do the same. You have been imprisoned for too long. "

Dazai looked at Yunlang, and there was a trace of tears on his face under the moonlight, wailing: "Control it, you are Dazai!"

Yun Lang frowned: "Of course I will control it and proceed in my way. He is a treasure trove of knowledge for me. When I master these knowledge, I will master it."

"Don't let me wait too long, I may not wait long, my hands sometimes don't listen, and I can't pinch the clay figures."

Yun Lang sat next to Dazai and smiled: "I help you!"

"Shall we go every ten days?"

Yun Lang couldn't bear to refuse Dazai, nodded heavily, "No problem!"

"Today is the first day?"

"no problem!"

Yun Lang didn't know how many promises he gave Dazai last night. Anyway, he regretted it after dawn ...

Twenty eggs were placed in Meng Da's bed. He prepared to hatch the chicken with his body temperature. As a result, he accidentally turned over at night and crushed four eggs.

So, just as the day dawned, he cried like an orphan without his parents!

Meng Er was also crying. The eggs in his bed were very complete, but he was simply sad for his brother.

People with insufficient intelligence often have amazing patience, especially when it comes to hatching eggs, they can do things that ordinary people cannot.

The Meng Du couple looked at the crying two sons with a pale face, and even Zhang Tang, who accompanied them to the Yun family, was not as good as that.

Yun Lang patiently picked up the crushed egg shell of Mengda University and carefully looked at Meng Avenue: "Not feasible."

Meng Da choked: "I can't do it. I have tied my legs and hands at night, but I will still turn over."

Yun Lang fiddled with the rest of the eggs and said, "Is the bed warm enough?"

Meng Er nodded and said: "I have used three blankets, it is still not as hot as the hot spring!"

Yun Lang nodded and said, "Then give up and specialize in hot spring incubation. After all, there is already a precedent for success."

Meng Da, Meng Er looked at each other, and then firmly said: "Give up!"

After speaking, I hurried to the incubation room on the hot spring waterway.

Meng Du's face has become purple-cyan, and he gritted his teeth and said, "That's how you taught me?"

Zhang Tang's embarrassed face was about to help Yun Lang to say good things, but he saw Yun Lang coldly said: "What do you see?"

"I saw my son hatching eggs !!"

"What's wrong with hatching eggs?"

"you!!"

Zhang Tang pulled Meng Du into a violent thunder, and angrily said to Yun Lang: "You shouldn't tease the son of an old man like this! Haven't you used hot spring water to hatch eggs before?"

Yun Lang looked at Zhang's who wept while covering his face: "You also think I am teasing Meng Da and Meng Er?"

Seeing Yunlang Zhang Tang didn't seem to be joking, he asked in a puzzled way: "Since there is no heart for teasing, why do you do such a ridiculous thing?"

Yun Lang put his hands behind his back and glanced at Meng Dudao: "How foolish people are, you only saw Meng Dameng's second incubation egg is a scandal, but you never thought that once Mengda Meng Er's incubation was successful, How much impact it will have on this world.

Food is never enough for the Great Han Dynasty. No matter how much food we produce, there are still countless people who starve to death every year.

Raising chickens and geese is also producing food, and it is more delicious than crops. This kind of thing is something that women and children can do. The reason is that there are fewer people to raise, and the trouble lies in the seedlings.

If you do not rely on hens and geese to hatch, you rely on labor to hatch a large number of chicks at one time. The geese are only for raising chickens and geese, which is more than ten times higher than the income from farming.

Meng Da, Meng Er, hatching eggs in the bed, it seems absurd, but it is also a possibility. When this possibility fails, then try other possibilities.

It is indeed more reasonable to use the heat of hot spring water to hatch chickens than to hatch eggs in the bed, but how many hot spring waters are there in the world?

Meng Da and Meng Er, after learning that hot springs are unlikely to become popular, volunteered to rely on their body temperature to hatch eggs. What's so funny?

Meng Gong, why don't you go and see what Linglang is doing now, and then make an argument? "

Zhang Tang's eyes were bigger than the goose eggs, and he could not think of Yun Lang saying anything like this anyway.

Meng Du's eyes were also a little confused, but his wife Zhang's wiped a tear, and mentioned the skirt and hurriedly chased her two silly sons.

The Yun's hatchery is just outside Zhuangzi. Rows of low-rise wooden houses are in order.

Zhang Tang and Meng Du and his wife had just come here and couldn't say a word of shock.

This is almost a sea of ​​chicks and geese ...

The dozen or so huge husks were all yellow goose chickens. Meng Dazheng grasped the chicks and looked at the chicken buttocks. Some were thrown into the husks marked with red letters, and some were thrown into the husks marked with blue letters.

Zhang squatted down and asked his son: "Ah, what are you doing?"

Meng Da said impatiently: "Split the chicken!"

Zhang's puzzled asked again: "What are the chickens doing?"

Meng Da said irritably: "Hen are used to lay eggs and roosters are used to eat meat. The feeding methods are different. Naturally, they should be separated. Don't disturb me to work!"

Zhang's discussion was boring, and he focused on Meng Er, who had half-bodied into the wooden house.

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Zhang Tang grabbed a pale yellow chicken and looked at Yun Lang suspiciously: "This is Meng University, what did Meng Er do?"

Yun Lang snorted: "Are you still not sure what you see with your eyes?"

Meng Du approached Yunlang somewhat flatteringly, and whispered, "Is this what I did?"

Yun Lang sighed and nodded, pointing to the floor of the chicken: "Incubating chicks is a chore. It requires people to pay attention to the cold and hot in the hatchery at all times. It cannot be too hot or too cold. It is suitable for hatching chicks. The thermal difference is very small and needs to be mastered in real time.

Even so, failure is a common occurrence. Occasionally, it succeeds once, but it cannot be repeated. Since Meng University and Meng Er came, they took over the Yunjia incubation room. Something went wrong. "

Zhang Tang glanced roughly at the chickens and took a cold breath: "I'm afraid there are not a thousand!"

"One thousand one hundred and thirty-four, fourteen died yesterday, and one thousand and one hundred are left!" Meng Daweng said violently.

"I will count, and I will count so much!" Zhang screamed on the side, almost fainting.

Yun Lang sighed and pointed to a large clump of wheat straw sticks in a wooden box beside him: "A chicken and a wheat straw count three or more times a day. How can it not be remembered?"

Zhang Tangxi turned his head into the face and arched his hand towards Meng Du: "If this method can make a big difference in the world, Ling Lang can ask officials according to this."

When Meng Da heard this sentence, he was picked up by a wasp sting, holding his mother's hand and shaking, "I'm not an official, I want to raise chickens!"