industrial lord

Chapter 122 The Three-Headed Dog

The snow keeps falling, and the atmosphere is very harmonious. Under the same greenhouse, I gradually feel that my lungs are changing...

After receiving a course of treatment and half a course of consolidation treatment, Sophia found that she no longer coughed. The medicine she had been taking for many years finally stopped, and her walking became stronger. Last night, she went up to the fifth floor in one breath. Now her husband can still walk. A little floating.

It’s the end of the year, and Philip, as a diplomat, has to go home for the New Year. He only knew that his wife’s illness was hopeful when he came back last time. This time, he was kept secret from everyone at the beginning. As a result... when Richard Nar saw him this morning, he was surprised. Face jokes.

Maria's family will be going back in a few days. The landlord's house is still very busy at the end of the year. They have to take stock of their income for the year and arrange work for next year.

In the past few days, almost every day has been a sumptuous family feast. Everyone came to the greenhouse to pick some vegetables by themselves. This is also a new entertainment activity for Wesson leaders in snowy days.

It's just that Frederick's mistake of pointing to the technology tree has happened again.

"It turns out that's how bees are raised."

The landlord has eaten honey for so many years since he came here, and today is the first time he has seen how the beekeeper raises bees.

In the past, it was very troublesome for bees to survive the winter. Now that there are greenhouses, beekeepers move the beehives into the greenhouses. On the one hand, they don’t have to worry about the bees freezing to death.

Bees these days are kept in containers such as waste wine barrels. Every time honey is taken out, the entire hive is destroyed. The honey stored in the hive is crushed and squeezed out. It takes a long time for the bee colony to be destroyed because of the hive. In order to restore reconstruction and produce honey, a box of bees can only get honey once a year, with less than 10 kilograms of honey and nearly 1 kilogram of beeswax.

Honey is a luxury, and the bees in the territory belong to the landlord whether they are artificially farmed or wild. Improving the efficiency of honey production is beneficial to the landlord.

Frederick had eaten honey and been stung by bees in his previous life. He thought beehives had a long history, but he didn’t know that the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom was still there when the beehives were invented, so he was surprised when he saw this wooden barrel beehive.

The carpenter in the manor was called in, and it took a day to make a beehive according to the master's instructions.

On this day, everyone was picking tomatoes at one end of the greenhouse, and Frederick led people wearing bee-proof suits to move the bees at the other end.

Maria held the little three-headed dog bought by her father and looked at it curiously, but the bees never flew close to her.

The beehive is divided into two parts, the bottom is the bottom box, where the queen bee lives and lays eggs; The small worker bees pass through, and the big queen bee cannot pass through, so the space for honey production will not be affected.

The beekeeper gently grabs the queen bee and a surrounding hive and puts them in the bottom box, then carefully puts other bees in it, and then covers the queen partition.

The next step is to put down the frame, there is a gap between the frame and the frame, and between the frame and the inner wall of the beehive for the worker bees to pass through; there are several thin iron wires in the frame as the skeleton, and the foundation on the wire is the "foundation" of the hive. ", is a thin sheet made of melted beeswax, and then pressed with two wooden boards with grooves and hexagonal patterns.

Finally, put on a partition to prevent the worker bees from flying out from above and a cover with ventilation holes and it's done.

Now there are not so many flowers for the bees to collect honey. The beekeeper puts a shallow dish next to the entrance and exit of the beehive, pours honey water into it, and puts some small wood branches or dry grass to prevent the bees from falling into the water and drowning.

"That's all right?" Philip didn't know when he came over to watch the fun.

"Okay." Frederick took off the anti-bee cap when he saw that the bees were not violent and hurting people, "I will make a machine that uses centrifugal force to extract honey later, it will be very convenient to extract honey in the future, and it will not hurt the bees As long as there are enough flowers in your house, you can get honey several times a year."

Philip couldn't help sighing: "How does your head grow? Does hitting a rock really make people smarter?"

Maria nodded aside and said, "Frederick is so smart!"

The three-headed dog in her arms also "wowed" three times, as if agreeing with the master's words.

Frederick reached out to pet the little guy, but all three heads avoided it.

There is a black thread on his head. This guy is obedient when feeding it meat, and usually avoids himself.

Taking advantage of it being held by Maria and unable to escape, Frederick quickly stroked the little head of the three-headed dog.

After petting the dog, Frederick asked Philip, "What's the matter with hitting a rock?"

Philip said strangely: "You don't know it yourself? It's being said in many places now that you only became smart when you hit your head on a rock last year."

Frederick was stunned for a full half a minute. He didn't notice that his glove was bitten by a three-headed dog's head and a finger. Finally, he said angrily, "I'm already very smart, okay, but I don't mind you trying it yourself."

"Someone tried it." Philip shrugged. "They all thought it would work with the same stone."

Frederick was at a loss for words for a moment. He had cried and fainted at his mother's funeral. He hoped that other people would not end up killing his mother in the right way.

He changed the subject, and while teasing the three-headed dog with his fingers, he asked, "Where did you buy this dog?"

The three-headed dog and the like are recorded in the book, and the illustrations are all fierce.

But the one in front of me is clearly a three-headed bichon frize, with the curly white hair on its head trimmed carefully into a spherical shape, and its cuteness is x3. Not only Maria likes it very much, but everyone else is also very envious.

Philip replied: "I bought it with Earl Reichenstein. I also bought another one from her. I plan to give it to the Grand Duke's great-grandson. If you want to give it to you, it's not a problem."

"Really?" Frederick's eyes lit up, "Can you really give it to me?"

He knew yesterday that Philip had brought back two cages, one containing the three-headed Bichon Frize, and the other was covered with a thick cloth, but he didn't see what was inside.

The three-headed dog is a rare monster, and it is absolutely cool to take it out after raising it.

Philip replied: "Of course, just take it as your thank you for curing Sophia."

In his opinion, Frederick cured his wife, and it was not a problem to give a three-headed dog as a gift.

Just as Frederick expected, there was another three-headed dog in that cage. As soon as the thick cloth was opened, it wagged its tail and happily ran and jumped in the cage, very lively.

However, Frederick immediately hesitated, and said to Philip with a serious face: "I have thought about it seriously, it is too precious, you should give it to the Grand Duke."

"Really don't want it?" Philip wondered why he had changed his mind, "If you want it, it's okay."

"No more." Frederick shook his head immediately, "You should give it to the Grand Duke."

"You are often outside this year. I am afraid that someone in the Grand Duke's court will be unfavorable to you. You need a precious gift to strengthen the relationship with the Grand Duke's family."

Philip sighed again: "Does banging your head against a rock really make you smart?"

What he thought was rightly told by Frederick. He was in full charge of diplomatic affairs in the court of the Principality of Mainz. With a high position and authority, someone naturally wanted to replace him.

"Okay." Philip said, "Let me know if you need my help in the future."

Frederick had a few polite words with him, thinking in his heart that he would only raise a three-headed husky because he couldn't think about it. Do you think the castle at home is too old and you want to replace it with a new one?

(End of this chapter)