Rebirth of Pig Raising in the Countryside

Chapter 26 A Plate of Chicken for Birthday (Memories)
Life is like wild geese flying south, leaving behind a wisp of smoke.It's like a fish jumping on the water, with little ripples spreading.

White mill, green flute.Green bamboo, pure orchid.Surrounded by faint fragrance, few landscapes are picturesque.

Cook life with a cup of tea, and see the world with a picture.When it comes, it is as clean as a lotus flower, and when it goes, it is as peaceful as Bodhi.

No matter what kind of thoughts, let it go, let it scatter like fireworks, leaving the beauty behind, just like scattered flowers in the sky.

Time slipped by leisurely, like the most playful girl, slowly leaving without any warning.

The mountains are full of clear green, and there are particularly lovely flowers everywhere.

Spring is already slowly leaving.

On March [-]rd, the snake comes out of the mountain, also known as the Shangsi Festival in ancient times.According to legend, March [-]rd is the birthday of the Yellow Emperor. There has been a saying in China since ancient times that "on February [-]nd, the dragon raises its head; on March [-]rd, Xuanyuan is born."

Longhe Village, Liu Xiaoming's pig farm.A seductive fragrance permeated the air, and Liu Xiaoming was busy working in a brand new padded jacket with an apron around his waist.

Today is Liu Xiaoming's birthday.

Speaking of Liu Xiaoming’s birthday, it’s very strange.He was born at three o'clock in the morning on the third day of the third lunar month of [-]. According to the fortune teller, his destiny was to be an emperor in ancient times.

However, it is a pity that it is a new era, so this fate is useless, it can only guarantee a lifetime of wealth.Before Liu Xiaoming was reborn, he still believed in it.

Unfortunately, nothing came of it in the end.

A large pot of wood-fired chicken is extremely coveted.The aroma of chicken and potatoes blend together, turning the whole pig farm into a food festival.

"Hehe, today's birthday is the first birthday after rebirth, why do I feel like I'm just one year old now?"

Liu Xiaoming looked at the stewed chicken in the cauldron, and the look in his eyes suddenly became blurred again.

"Wood, what are you doing?"

"Xiaoyu, I'm at work and I'll be home soon."

"Well, Mu Mu, you have to come back early today, and I have something to discuss with you when I get home."

"OK, all right."

Liu Xiaoming is very happy to do a job of serving dishes, because he has his own life.Back home, the table is full of good dishes.

"Xiaoyu, I'm back, why are there so many dishes today, did you win the lottery?"

Hearing this, Xiao Yu who was in the kitchen poked his head out.Her delicate and pure face was covered with vegetable juice, and a white apron was wrapped around her waist.

"Wu Mu, you're back, hurry up and sit down."

Seeing Liu Xiaoming, the smile on the girl's face was extraordinarily beautiful.He was dragged into the living room by Xiao Yu like a log, and sat at the dining table in the living room.

"Xiao Yu, is there anything happy today? Why are there so many good dishes?"

Seeing Liu Xiaoming's doubts, the girl was full of helplessness.

"Wu Mu, have you even forgotten what day it is today?"

"Ah! What day is it today? I really don't know."

"You, today is your birthday."

After the words fell, Liu Xiaoming suddenly remembered.

"It's the third day of March today, hehehe, I've never had a birthday, I'd have forgotten it if you didn't tell me!"

Xiaoyu looked at Liu Xiaoming with distressed face, and she was the only one who knew how distressed she was by her husband who was always sunny.

"Remember, I celebrated your birthday today and made your favorite dry pot chicken."

After saying that, Xiao Yu turned around and entered the kitchen, bringing out a plate of fragrant chicken.

"Ouch,"

A burst of pain in his hand brought Liu Xiaoming back to his senses.

"Hey, the pot is boiling, it looks like it's ready to eat."

"The first snow in 2002,

Came later than usual.

No. [-] car parked on the eighth floor,

Take away the last falling yellow leaf.

The first snow in 2002,

It is a difficult complex to stay in WLMQ.

You are like a butterfly flying here and there,

Swaying in the snowy season. "

"Hey, cousin, why did you remember to call me?"

"My boy, it's your birthday today, let me call to say hello to you."

"Hehe, I didn't expect you to be the best cousin, and only you can remember my birthday."

"Okay, let's not talk about this, happy birthday. I don't have time to see you today, live better by yourself."

"Okay, thank you cousin."

After saying a few words, he hung up the phone.Birthday is a testimony of a person's growth.Liu Xiaoming's birthday passed quietly like this, no one held a birthday party for him, and there was no birthday cake, only a big plate of firewood chicken made by himself.

After eating the lunch he made, Liu Xiaoming hurriedly started cooking a delicious meal for his piggy.At this time, most of the pigs in Liu Xiaoming's pig farm were already [-] or [-] catties, and the ones that had grown rapidly were almost [-] catties.

Looking at the growing pig, Liu Xiaoming was very happy.

As always, on the electronic scale, [-] catties of corn, [-] catties of feed, and [-] catties of bran were weighed and poured into the automatic mixer.As the pig grows up every day, it starts to eat more.

Originally, it only needed more than 100 catties per day, but now it needs more than 300 catties per day.This is only when they were young, and after another month, the pig's food intake will increase a lot.At that time, the daily food intake will be several times that of now.

Looking at the daily reduction of corn feed, Liu Xiaoming is ready to start hoarding again.

A few days ago, through Gao Changfu's introduction, he met some people in Zhoujiawan.

These people have a lot of corn at home. As long as the starting price is given, tens of thousands of kilograms of corn can be easily obtained.Generally speaking, when a pig is fed to more than 300 kilograms, each pig will basically eat about 120 kilograms of corn, about 120 kilograms of feed and about [-] kilograms of bran.

Calculated, the total is close to 20 catties of corn.This is not a small amount, and the local corn is definitely not enough.

Today, Liu Xiaoming is going to Zhoujiawan to collect corn.There is not much corn in the house, only enough for a few days.Riding on the motorcycle, he quickly came to a house of blue bricks and tiles.

As soon as the car was put away, a man in woolen clothes with a dark face came out, holding a white porcelain bowl in his hand.

"Hey, Boss Liu is here, he came very early. We are eating, have you eaten yet, come, come, let's eat together."

While talking, this person pulled Liu Xiaoming over.Looking at the enthusiastic middle-aged man, Liu Xiaoming smiled and said: "No need, I have already eaten Uncle Zhou. You can eat first, and we will discuss corn after eating."

Seeing Liu Xiaoming's insistence, he stopped persuading him.He just took out a chair for Liu Xiaoming, and brought out a cup of tea.

"You drink some tea first, we will finish it soon."

At this time, an old lady with a very pale complexion walked out of the room, and her silver hair looked particularly old.

"Xiao Liu is here, wait a moment, you can discuss it after Dalin finishes eating."

Seeing the old man, Liu Xiaoming said respectfully: "Okay, grandma, you can go inside, it's cold outside."

The old lady didn't insist too much, and went into the house after hearing the words.

This middle-aged man was introduced to Liu Xiaoming by Gao Changfu. His name was Zhou Dalin, and he was a craftsman who made coffins.The corn at home was grown by his woman, and there was a lot of it. The last time Liu Xiaoming saw it, it was at least 3000 catties.

(End of this chapter)