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Chapter 142 Pig Farm

Feed and place, although Song Yu can solve these two reasons, but he is not going to use future intelligent equipment to raise pigs.

First of all, due to the disappearance of the pig farming industry in the future, most of those intelligent equipment have disappeared from the sales shelves of a certain treasure mall, leaving only some engineering drawings and principle instructions.

Secondly, if those smart devices appear in modern times, they will also face a storm of censorship after they are discovered.

Finally, there is a labor force here, and there are many laborers in the village who can raise pigs. This can provide a job opportunity for those who are idle at home, and it is a good thing for rural development.

Of course, the necessary intelligence is still needed, which is conducive to the life of pigs in the pigsty.

Hearing Song Yu's mention of the situation in the pigsty, Zheng Wei told Song Yu his vision.

He intends to build a pig shed with a shed and activity space based on the original pigsty in the countryside.

Then such pig sheds are connected in rows to form a pig pen.

The shed uses bricks and reed poles to build a sunny hut, which is conducive to the heat preservation and sun protection of the pig shed, and hay is laid in the shed, and the feeding equipment is uniformly connected to the back of the shed.

The activity space is open-air, the ground will be plastered with cement, and there is a sewer for sewage, which is beneficial for pigs to exercise and defecate.

On this basis, Song Yu suggested that Zheng Wei buy an automatic trough, which is the kind with a feed storage box on the top of the trough, so that the pigs can freely forage for food and, of course, drink water freely.

Although the growth cycle may be longer in this way, the meat quality is definitely better.

Secondly, the sewage channel in the event space was enlarged, and Song Yu planned to allow the Xiaoye training pigs to directly discharge their poop into the underground sewage channel.

Then the manure is collected to produce biogas, and the waste biogas residue and biogas slurry are treated as good fertilizers for fruit trees.

Then the two discussed other matters. For example, the feed should not only use the pig feed produced by the company, but also mix it with grain and grass; for epidemic prevention, Song Yu can provide anti-epidemic drugs; Zheng Wei is also planning to build a management system for the pig farm. Separate feeding management, investment and operation management, and disinfection and epidemic management, making the pig farm more formal and so on.

Song Yu told Zheng Wei not to worry about financial issues, and to find professionals for some things that he couldn't solve by himself. In the end, the goal was to ensure the quality of pork.

It was almost five o'clock when the two of them finished chatting, and Song Yu came out of the office building, only to find Lao Sun dozing off on the tricycle.

Last night on the train, Lao Sun didn't sleep. Because of Song Yu's desire to build a winery, and today's another day of tossing, the symptoms of drowsiness began to appear at this time.

"Uncle Sun, let's go back, go sleep at my house." Song Yu walked to the car and greeted.

"Hey? Hey! Good. I'm old, and my physical strength is not as good as your young people." Old Sun wiped the corner of his mouth and said.

I have to find a chance to give him some body modification agents for use, also for future work.Song Yu thought.

Therefore, when Song Yu took Lao Sun back, he stopped by Luohou Street in the south. Firstly, he introduced Lao Sun to the village where he was going to live, and bought a few side dishes and two bottles of good wine for dinner. .

Lao Sun, who was sitting in the back of the car, held the wine that Song Yugang bought in his hand, shook his head and said: "Master, let me tell you, don't think that the price of this wine is more than a hundred, but it's not necessarily true. The wine I brew is delicious. Wait until the Chinese New Year, and I will try to brew a batch first for our family to use.”

Song Yu silently listened to Lao Sun's self-praise, but did not speak.

When I got home, it was almost six o'clock. Since it was already autumn and it was getting dark early, the sun was almost completely setting at this time, and it would be dark in a while.

Therefore, the time for the family to eat dinner was relatively earlier, and knowing that there would be guests today, Mother Song had already started preparing meals.

Song Yu originally wanted to invite Brother Zheng Dawei to go home for dinner, but he insisted on going home to eat with his parents, so he couldn't come, and Song Yuan didn't come back either, so the nominal company dinner was postponed.

As soon as Lao Sun came home, he was very happy to see Mother Song cooking. Because he ate too much in the morning, he didn't eat at noon. At this time, he was already hungry.

Song's father was watching TV in the living room of the new house, so Song Yu asked the old grandson to go too, and brought the food and wine to Song's mother.

Of course, it would be fine if the dishes were placed directly next to Song's mother, but he took the two bottles of wine back to his room.

He bought 2 bottles of body modification agent. In order to prevent overdose, he mixed a bottle of body modification agent with one bottle of wine and prepared to drink it for his father and uncle Sun.

After mixing the body modification agent in the wine, Song Yu put the wine on the table for dinner later, and when he was about to go out to play with Rhubarb's puppies for a while, he caught a glimpse of a man in camouflage coming in from the gate out of the corner of his eye. Clothes, a tall muscular man.

"Mr. Song, you are back!" The man put down his bicycle and ran over happily.

Song Yu looked up and saw that it was Qiangba, and said happily, "Qiangba! Why are you here?"

The excited Qiangba ran to Song Yu in two or three steps, but after running over, he didn't know what to do, and the excitement made him feel a little at a loss.

Salute?Not military, not appropriate.

Shake hands?Not a boss, not a fit.

hug?Not friends, and sorry.

In the end, Song Yu saw his struggle and hugged him actively, and Qiangba also responded excitedly.

"Uh, it's a little tight, and you need to pay attention." Song Yu, who was in Qiangba's arms, reminded.

If it wasn't for the sports bracelet, it would be the kind that kills in the arms and squashes the internal organs.Fortunately, Qiangba has no chance to hug others, but it is better to remind him.

When Qiangba heard this, he quickly let go, and said embarrassedly: "Mr. Song, I'm sorry, I lose control when I get excited. It's not like this usually."

Song Yu didn't really blame him, it was just a reminder.

"Come on, let's sit over there and talk."

Song Yu dragged the embarrassed and excited Qiangba towards the gate.

Under the gate, Song Yu picked up two benches and sat down with Qiangba.This side is further away from the house, so keep your conversations quiet so you won't be heard.

"Qiangba, I heard you went to a driving school?" Song Yu asked.

"Yes, I found the car very interesting, so I wanted to learn it. Today's class went well." Jamba said with a happy face.

"Successful? So the coach didn't criticize you?" Song Yu joked.

He knew how scary the coach would be when he was learning to drive, he was even scarier than the primary school teacher.

"Criticism? Why? I learn very well. Sometimes I make mistakes, and Coach Liu points them out patiently and demonstrates them over and over again." Qiangba thought for a while, and then said: "There is just one thing, Professor Liu looked at my The eyes are always full of fear."

Uh, probably because I was afraid that you would fight back.

So no matter how stupid you are, you can only teach patiently, without corporal punishment and scolding.

However, through these two conversations with Qiangba, Song Yu confirmed one thing, that is, Qiangba is really very human-like, no matter in action, tone or even expression.

(End of this chapter)