My 1995 Small Farm

   Chapter 43 White Bull

   The mule and horse market, which sells livestock, is at the far west of the market.

  Although it is called the Mule Market, there is actually no shortage of pigs, dogs, cows, horses, donkeys, sheep, and even chickens, ducks, geese, pigeons, and rabbits.

   As long as it is a live animal, there is nothing that cannot be sold.

  Because there are many kinds of products for sale, there is no so-called barn, just a large open space like a square.

A few steps away, there is a big tree. These trees grow naturally, but they provide convenience for livestock sellers. Many cattle, horses, donkeys and other big livestock go to the tree every time there is a big gathering. The last tie is much easier than any barn.

  Chen Ling pushed his bicycle and walked into the Mule Market with Guo Baolai. In addition to hearing the sounds of various livestock, there was also the choking smell of livestock urine.

  The taste is particularly strong, and it is also hot to the eyes.

   "Old pug, pug..."

   Entering the luoma market, Guo Baolai looked around with his hands, and after finding the target, he shouted and motioned for Chen Ling to come with him.

  Guo Baolai is here to bring him to the mule and horse economy. The mule and horse economy is similar to that of an intermediary. If you give a few yuan or a pack of cigarettes, you will find a satisfactory animal for you.

   Soon, the two came to a yellow-faced old man.

  The old man had white hair and beard, a rhubarb face full of wrinkles, a liberation cap on his head, and a blue tunic that was washed and whitish. He looked about sixty years old, tall and had a hunchback.

   It was the old man who helped Chen Ling to shake the tractor.

   Chen Ling recognized the old man at a glance, but the other party also recognized him.

   "Oh, isn't this the young man who sells vegetables in greenhouses? I asked you to find Bora to fix the car, and now Bora comes over and asks me to help you watch the animals, hahaha..."

  The old man was slightly startled, holding a tobacco pouch in his mouth, then laughed loudly.

   Then stood up: "Have you sold your cucumbers and tomatoes?"

   "It's just sold, why don't you come here to buy an animal before it's sold out?"

  Chen Ling smiled and handed over a cigarette.

   "Really sold? For two yuan a pound?"

  The old man took the cigarette with a little disbelief on his face.

Next to    was a dung truck with baffles, and it was full of livestock manure.

Guo Baolai took a stick and poked it, raised his head and said, "You don't know, old man, my rich brother, I sold it for three yuan and sold it to a family in the capital. They are not short of money, and they think that the rich and noble brother is the The food is delicious, and I took the initiative to raise a dollar."

   "Huh!"

   The old man stared in shock: "This is a big slaughter. This time it has been opened for three years. No wonder he smoked Hadermen. This is because his pockets are bulging."

  Chen Ling and Guo Baolai laughed when they heard it. This pack of cigarettes was specially bought when they came, just for the mule and horse economy.

   "Brother, let's go, help my rich brother pick an animal?"

   Laoba pinned the cigarette to his ear, and knocked on the dry tobacco pouch in his hand, saying, "Okay, come with me and take you for a walk."

   "Lady, what livestock do you want to buy?"

   "A donkey or an ox can be bought. It can be bought back to pull carts and plow fields."

  Chen Ling replied.

  Laoba then asked: "You come here to buy big livestock, can you decide?"

"can."

   Along the way, first, there are dogs, then chickens, ducks, geese, rabbits, and then pigs and sheep. The innermost place is where large livestock are sold.

   "Lady, you came a little late. After noon, there will be fewer big animals. You can see that the donkey and the cow are about a hundred in total. Let's take a look first."

   Laoba pointed at the cigarette stick and said.

   "Okay, listen to you."

  Chen Ling responded and followed the old man with Guo Baolai.

   Then I found that there were not many big animals, and there were only a dozen red donkeys that were the tallest, strongest and best-looking.

  Laoba looked at each head very carefully, looking at the mouth of the teeth, touching the body, looking at the hooves, etc. All the donkeys looked at it once.

   Then he took the cigarette bag and smoked silently.

  Chen Ling didn't know what it meant, so he wanted to ask, Guo Baolai gave him a look and told him not to worry.

   "Old Batou, which one is in the picture, give me a word, are you trying to entice us here?"

   A man who sold a donkey couldn't help it and said directly to Laoba.

   Laoba ignored the man, thought about it carefully, and said to Chen Ling: "Lady, can a mule do it? Why don't we take a look at the mule?"

  Mules are powerful, and they are good at plowing, but they cannot reproduce. Many people don’t want them, and they sell them to slaughterhouses when they reach a certain age.

   "Okay, then take a look."

   For Chen Ling, it is enough to buy something that can pull a cart and plough the field. The requirements are not high.

   "Hey, don't go, what are you going to do, the price is negotiable..."

   "You old bus head is too inauthentic, how can you be such an economical person, this little brother wants to buy a donkey, you old guy makes people look at a mule..."

   The man selling the donkey was a little unhappy.

   "Little brother, mules can't bear cubs. If you buy them back and work for two years, you have to sell them for meat."

  Chen Ling smiled and said nothing.

  Laoba gave the man a slanted look: "The donkey driven by bean cakes and feed looks good, it's just like a good thing, such people should be killed and eaten."

   After he finished speaking, he continued to walk slowly forward holding his cigarette rod.

  Chen Ling handed him two more cigarettes, which he pinned to his ears and didn't mean to smoke.

   Soon, the mule was finished.

  Chen Ling didn't do much, but Laoba looked at him and shook his head, cursing: "These bastards, in the afternoon, all the **** stuff is this kind of thing."

   Then he looked at Chen Ling with a frown: "Lady, let's not go to the place where the cattle are sold. After noon, the animals in the market are not very good, and the good mornings were picked up by people."

   "Come earlier in the next episode, I'll pick one that catches your eye..."

  Chen Ling wanted to pick a general one. Would it be enough if he could pull a cart and plough the field soon? He didn't know what kind of animal was in the eyes of this old man.

  Thinking of this, I was about to speak when I heard a cow cry from the side.

   "Moo! Moo!"

   Although Chen Ling didn't understand cow language, but listening to the cow's bark, it always felt a little strange.

   Following the call, Chen Ling saw a small buffalo tied to a large locust tree not far away.

  This little buffalo is not quite the same as other buffaloes. The fur is rarely white. Except for the brown hooves and the gray and white horns, the whole body is white, and it looks like he has albinism.

   But, it's pretty good looking in white.

   At this time, a man wanted to see the cow, but the little water buffalo wouldn't let him see it. He circled the big locust tree, kept dodging, and let out a scream.

   When the man came here, the little water buffalo ran there, the man chased after him, and the little water buffalo turned around again.

  Chen Ling looked interesting and said, "This little buffalo is very beautiful, let's go and see?"

   "Forget it, rich brother, that little white cow looks rare, and can't pull a cart or plow the ground when he goes back, and he can't do anything. After several episodes, he can't sell it."

   Before Laoba spoke, Guo Baolai said.

  Chen Ling suddenly said strangely: "Why is this?"

   "This cow is timid and doesn't dare to see strangers. Every time he comes to the fair, he hides behind a tree. Whenever strangers come to see it, he hides everywhere, so that no one can see it."

   "If the owner pulls it hard, you'll be horrified immediately, pulling and urinating, and screaming like killing a pig."

   Guo Baolai explained.

Beside him, Lao Ba took a puff of dry cigarettes and said, "I heard people say that white cows are different from other cows, that the bull's eyes can see strange things, and I don't know if it's true or not, how can I be afraid of it all day? "

   (end of this chapter)