President, it's time to feed the pigs

Luo Guanjie was thinking about how to find a step for himself, when the employee who went out just now came back and poked his probe into the room:

"Mr. Luo, Mr. Bai, Xiao Suo, just before you start, someone is looking for Xiao Suo at the door, do you think we can go away here?"

Hearing that someone was looking for it, Solantu hurriedly took out his mobile phone, glanced at it, and said:

"Uncle Bai, my classmate was passing by here and just wanted to take a look. I'll pick him up."

Suo Lantu went out with others, leaving only Luo Guanjie and Uncle Bai, so the difficulty of this mouth was much easier, he walked over with a cheeky face, and said:

"Uncle Bai, you see, I am also a member of the company, and I am also a leader. I have to take the lead. I have thought about it just now. You are right. No one is as good as I am, Suo Lantu I can't do it, what do you think of me?"

Uncle Bai got up and looked up and down, he really wanted to tell the truth, it’s not good, you don’t look like he’s made to do this, but he’s the boss after all, and he lowered his stance for the first time, Uncle Bai couldn’t be too shameless , just say:

"Practice makes perfect, and once you do it, you will be responsible for it alone in the future. In addition, you must be patient and master some technical points."

"No problem, I'm learning things very quickly, please take care of me."

Seeing that Luo Guanjie was full of confidence, Uncle Bai was no longer refusing, and a dead horse was a living horse doctor. He briefly described the precautions and operation essentials, and led the pig here. It was much more stable, and he couldn't wait to lie on the fake sow platform. Uncle Bai continued the unfinished process:

"Go and disinfect the towel just now, and then come back and clean it."

Luo Guanjie was conflicted in his heart, and moved slowly to the boar. He usually saw either a sow or a castrated eunuch pig, and this was the first time he had the opportunity to observe a healthy boar. , Not afraid of grinding your legs.

Holding up a half-dry towel, he cautiously touched the pig's belly. Seeing his slow pace of work, Mr. Bai really didn't have much patience, so he urged:

"Hurry up, clean up and follow-up work."

Luo Guanjie lowered his head and kept saying in his heart: Damn, I really caught up, I didn't do my best to take care of my father.In this pig farm, Lao Tzu is either a nurse for the piglets or a mistress for the boar.

As soon as he stretched his hand forward, the boar instinctively raised his leg and was about to kick. Luo Guanjie couldn't dodge in time, and wiped the pig manure on his sleeve.

Luo Guanjie jumped up angrily and wanted to kick back. Uncle Bai coughed:

"Don't be distracted. The cleaning method should be from front to back with moderate force. It must be uncomfortable if you fumbled like that just now."

Luo Guanjie was secretly dissatisfied in his heart, but he couldn't refuse. After all, he was the one who asked to stay just now. He took a deep breath, squatted down again, and cleaned up from front to back according to what Uncle Bai said. Sure enough, this time the boar was much calmer. .

Uncle Bai looked at Luo Guanjie's hand, and said in a deep voice:

"Go and sterilize, then put on gloves."

This was a wish, Luo Guanjie didn't want to be in close contact with the pig whip, just as he put on his gloves, the door rang.

"Master Bai, my classmate and I have been disinfected, can you come in?"

"Come in." Uncle Bai replied.

As soon as he heard Suolantu's voice, Luo Guanjie, who had been full of energy just now, was instantly hollowed out.

When he thought that he would do such a thing for a pig in front of such an enemy, even for the company, he felt that he would be even more embarrassed in the future.

Although he still doesn't know the specific steps of the operation, judging from the current posture, it doesn't look like a good job.

As soon as Suolantu brought Lin Shuai into the house, Lin Shuai shouted:

"Hello, Uncle Bai, wow, this is the process of semen collection, I'm here today, haha, I've learned a lot."

Luo Guanjie's face turned green when he collected the pig's semen, but now he has to watch the crowd, and now he has no chance to back down, so he can only force himself to ignore everything around him. Seeing the embarrassment on Luo Guanjie's face, he hurried up to say hello:

"Isn't this Xiao Luo? I didn't expect that the two of you are so destined. I didn't ask carefully at the beginning. Later, Lan Lan told me that in your pig farm, I kept looking for opportunities to come and see. I didn't expect to catch up with you today." It's hot."

With a sullen face, Luo Guanjie nodded and came to the pig climbing frame:

"I've got this sorted out, now we can start."

Uncle Bai supported the pig with one hand while giving technical guidance to Luo Guanjie. Although Luo Guanjie was romantic, he was never vulgar. After all, in his past life, he never lacked women by his side, let alone worrying about solving his desires.

In this matter, his hands-on ability is not very outstanding, or he is a little rusty, so that, after he was busy working for a long time, Uncle Bai sighed anxiously:

"Mr. Luo, why don't you get up, I'll come."

Uncle Bai was ashamed to say that he was clumsy, but judging by his technique and embarrassment, he really didn't want to waste any more time. Even if he wasn't tired, the pig should be.

"Xiao Luo, I didn't see it. You are so pure. This is not an innate skill. How could you forget the skills passed down from your ancestors."

Lin Shuai was not afraid of trouble when watching the excitement, so he deliberately teased Luo Guanjie.

In front of so many people, Luo Guanjie was already under a lot of pressure. If he couldn't even give the pig L pipe, it would be more embarrassing than the matter itself. He also felt stubborn and didn't want to give in at all:

"When will I need to do this myself? Only a little c boy like you hides in the bed and does this. Uncle Bai, I have spent so long. If I give up now, isn't my previous efforts in vain?"

Uncle Bai didn't expect that this slutty boy would actually have a bit of tenacity for the sake of face. He turned sideways, looked at Luo Guanjie's technique and made a point:

"The movements should be staggered, you can't pinch here, go forward, yes, here, pay attention to the rhythm."

"Yes, yes, haven't you heard that word?' The shaft plucked the strings three or two times, and there is love before the tune is formed. Gently gather, slowly twist, wipe and pick again..."

Lin Shuai's literary attainments were all used for this. He was reading beside him, and Luo Guanjie wanted to mute him directly, which made him upset.

As a man, it is reasonable to say that this is self-taught, but after becoming an adult, Luo Guanjie has not used this skill for a long time and has become increasingly unfamiliar. What's more, there are still many differences between humans and pigs. Humans are for fun, and pigs are for S. Pay attention to quality, one pays attention to efficiency, Luo Guanjie worked for half a day, but did not achieve the expected purpose.

Luo Guanjie touched it carefully again. In fact, he was very resistant to touching this place before. After all, this place means the eye of the typhoon and the center of the vortex to a man. He is really afraid that this pig will take his hand as a sow... ...The most important thing is that he was not prepared in his heart at the beginning. Now that he squatted on the ground for a long time, his feet were numb and his arms were sore.

Luo Guanjie's gloves were very thin rubber gloves. When he touched them with his fingers, he cursed in his heart: Damn, what the hell is this, has it mutated!

Luo Guanjie has never experienced such a weird touch in his life, or more precisely, the shape, which is a spiral with a bend!This was really beyond his comprehension, Luo Guanjie pinched the front end of what looked like a large screw rod, crying inwardly, his face was flushed from holding back, and beads of sweat oozing from his forehead merged into a stream and dripped down his face to the ground.

"Yes, hold it, control the strength, try to pull it out as much as possible, yes, that's it, and then make it comfortable according to the technique you are familiar with."

So Lantu and Lin Shuai, who were originally in the mood of watching the excitement, couldn't hold back when they heard Uncle Bai's words and Luo Guanjie's purple face. After holding back for a long time, they finally burst out laughing. The boar was a little frightened, and Uncle Bai hurriedly calmed the boar:

"Keep your voice down, it's his first time, there can't be too much environmental influence here, it's nervous."

Flying J for pigs was already enough to challenge Luo Guanjie's bottom line. Uncle Bai also said "the first time", Luo Guanjie couldn't help it anymore:

"Who is nervous, and uncle, can you tell the whole story, it's the first time I've collected sperm from a pig, it's nothing else, it's so misleading!"

"I'm talking about a pig. With your method, if this pig hadn't been so docile, it would have been a shame." Uncle Bai explained.

Lin Shuai laughed so hard that he was out of breath, wiped away his tears and said:

"Don't explain, we haven't thought in the wrong direction, if you continue, just pretend that we don't exist."

When Luo Guanjie closed his eyes, he wished he could close his ears too. He was babbling plausibly, but Uncle Bai couldn't hear clearly. He just watched his movements and continued to direct:

"Don't worry for a while. The first part may be polluted and the quality is not good. You should keep the middle part. It should be white. This kind of quality is good."

Luo Guanjie went to a full school and worked hard enough to be able to graduate from junior high school. He was harassed by Lin Shuai. He had to clear his mind. First of all, he admitted it. In order to prevent the outside world from continuing to interfere, he had recited "the eighth set of radio gymnastics young eagles are calling."

Finally, when it came to the "jumping movement", Uncle Bai reminded:

"Get the collection bottle ready, it should be here soon."

Luo Guanjie picked up the bottle with his left hand, and he didn't dare to neglect his right hand. Finally, he felt a little warm liquid on his fingertips. It's done, it's done!

Watching hundreds of millions of piglets gathered in the glass bottle, apart from a little nausea, Luo Guanjie was surrounded by a huge sense of accomplishment, this kind of comfort was probably more pleasant than his own*.

Just about to let go, Uncle Bai hastily reminded:

"Don't worry, the gelatinous clot will be expelled in a while, you clean it up, and then continue."

"Continue?!" Luo Guanjie's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Yes, go ahead, it's more than once, pick a little more for backup."

I thought I could call it a day, but I had to continue the massage.

Uncle Bai saw that Luo Guanjie was not so resistant, so he continued to teach:

"Well done, you can observe the pig's reaction so that you can judge the time yourself in the future."

It was the first time for Luo Guanjie to be affirmed by others, and he really felt a little flustered in his heart, and the reactions of different breeds of pigs also changed accordingly. Sure enough, males have something in common.

This time, Luo Guanjie was confident, and he picked up the bottle with his left hand. He was afraid that he might not align the mouth of the bottle, so he turned his face to try to see the position, but his sight was still obstructed, so he couldn't help but leaned forward a little.

As soon as he probed it, Luo Guanjie's hands felt hot, and he originally wanted to connect the bottle directly.

Unexpectedly, the boar almost kicked the bottle to the ground as soon as the boar raised its legs. Luo Guanjie was so frightened that he hurriedly stabilized the bottle. Coincidentally, the second round of "pig seedlings" was impartial, not wasted at all, and all fell to the ground. It fell on Luo Ershao's face.

The author has something to say: I swear to the lamp that I didn’t write anything that shouldn’t be written, it’s just a popular science attitude, daily life of breeding pigs, don’t be so strict!I'm mad! ! !How many times have you changed it! !I'm sorry everyone, I don't know how to change it anymore, I'm already mentally split in order to pass the trial