I build an oasis in the northwest

Chapter 64 Haidong Chicken

After arriving home, the father and son didn't go back to Shuiqiao Village because it was too late. After cleaning up, they slept in the store.

Early the next morning, when I got up and washed up, the lawyer I borrowed from Fu Yan called and asked about Chen Mu's demands as a client against Li He and the others, because Wu Xiang wanted to reach a settlement and reduce the punishment. .

Chen Mu refused: "Lawyer Liang, I only have one request for this matter, and that is to let them get as many years in prison as possible."

"okay, I get it."

After hanging up the phone, he worried that Qian Wei, who came to work early today, told him not to tell Dad Chen about this. After all, the old man was old, so it was better to give him as little stimulation as possible.

As for the old man Yerbolati, before he went to the police station early yesterday morning, he specifically confessed to him, and he was not allowed to tell Hader and others about this matter, so other people did not know.

After washing up and waiting for the tourists to have breakfast, he took the tourists to start today's trip.

In the past, due to unreasonable planning, I watched the sea of ​​flowers in the morning, the sea of ​​grass in the afternoon, or all kinds of mountains and tombs in one day.

Because most of the tourists see the same type of attractions in a day, the emotional threshold of tourists is getting lower and lower, and their emotions will not rise again until the farm stay in the evening.

Therefore, when returning home after the trip, although the tourists had a good time and were satisfied with the trip, they always felt that they were not happy to a certain point.

After being told this by more than one person, before departure this time, Chen Mu specially changed the order of the next visit according to the experience of receiving tourists several times before, according to the feedback of tourists and the degree of excitement for the scenic spots, hoping to allow tourists to spend three days at a time. During the three-night journey, I was in a state of satisfaction and excitement.

After training, Tour Guide Chen's current introductory language is called Shun Liu, and it is not at all obvious that he is a pheasant tour guide who has just started working not long ago.

After they drove away, Dad Chen also left the forest farm and went to Shuiqiao Village.

With Uncle Chen Wu's efforts and the fact that he asked Shui Sheng to sign up, he finally managed to gather five households.

At this time, the five families sat in the special meeting room with reserved expressions, listening to the animal husbandry and veterinary experts from the Agricultural Science Station invited by the Poverty Alleviation Office to write and draw on the blackboard about matters that need attention in Tibetan chicken breeding.

"The Tibetan chicken breeding process is divided into three stages: the chick stage, the laying stage, and the fattening stage..."

At the beginning, Dad Chen was listening and taking notes, but slowly, his writing movements became slower and slower. When the experts said that Tibetan chickens should be fed with "ciba, fried highland barley, wheat, alfalfa grass, chili peppers, etc." After that, his movements completely stopped.

The same is true of Chen Wushu's son Shui Sheng.

The other three families who came together burst into laughter after hearing the feed request.

"According to the way the teacher said, this chicken eats better than humans!"

"That's right, chickens can still eat chili? Don't ruin their intestines!"

"We don't have enough glutinous rice cakes and fried highland barley, so feed me chicken cakes!"

The expert in front really responded: "Chicken poop can really be fed. I asked the village chief, most of your families raise pigs, and this chicken feces is the best protein feed for pigs. Absorption and digestibility of other feedstuffs by pigs…”

Before the words were finished, everyone laughed again.

"Giving chicken daddy to pigs? Haha, this pig's life is quite pitiful, and he still has to eat chicken feces."

"What if the pig wants to eat shit? What if it dies?"

"Is this an expert? He doesn't know much about pig farming as my grandma knows."

The more he said, the louder the crowd laughed.

The poverty alleviation personnel in charge of these villages have not yet been transferred, so this time it was a little girl who followed the expert. She couldn't hold back the situation and her voice was not loud.

"Quiet, everyone, shut up and listen to the experts!" Uncle Chen slapped the table and shouted.

After finally waiting for the expert to finish speaking and watching the car leave the village and go to another village, everyone returned to the village office and signed one by one to apply for a Tibetan chicken breeding loan from the bank.

Several other people signed their names after seeing that the contract stated that a special person would come to guide and build the chicken shed, build a living environment suitable for Tibetan chickens, feed ratio and other regulations.

Only Father Chen silently put away the contract.

Before, he thought that Tibetan chickens could be kept free-range like the Haidong chickens he had raised at home before. Although the egg production was low, they would lay eggs in their nests once every half a month, which was only about once a year. Lays about 80 eggs.

But it is simple to raise, and there is no need to build a special chicken coop. You can usually find food by yourself. The farmer only needs to feed some highland barley, bran and a small amount of vegetables.

After everyone left, Fifth Uncle Chen looked at Father Chen and said, "You are the only household left, what about the contract?"

Only then did Father Chen take out the contract, and approached Fifth Uncle Chen, and the two talked in a low voice.

He frowned and said unhappily: "Fifth brother, raising this Tibetan chicken is too troublesome."

Chen Wushu wrinkled his old face one by one.

Qingzhou has strong sunshine and strong ultraviolet rays. Most of the people who work in the fields here are black and yellow, and they look much older than their real age.

"Dewang, you have already reported your name, why don't you quit now and regret it! Otherwise, what will happen to the other four households!"

"I'm not going to retire, but I'm going to go back and ask Xiao Mu's opinion, see if I want to raise other ones. After a while, I still have to go back to Yusen, and he has to take care of this mess at home. Feeding is too troublesome. no."

……

Chen Mu didn't know what happened in the village.

Now he is the principal of the kindergarten, and with the three or four children left by the adults in the family to enjoy the space between the two of them and take pictures as much as they want, he is watching the selection of the "Queen of Sheep" in the sea of ​​flowers in the Tibetan temple.

This is the annual ewe beauty competition. At this time, the shepherdess will wear various decorations on the ewes.

Just like now, the shepherdess above is leading the sheep, while Chen Mu is holding the baby's leash, listening to the children arguing.

"Uncle, that sheep is so beautiful, with a little flower on its head."

"Nonsense, the one with the hat looks better."

"Uncle, I also want the garland on the sheep's head. Now that I have the garland on, Nuonuo will be the queen."

Chen Mu looked hopeless, and walked in the footsteps of the children, tightening the leash from time to time, and had to take pictures of them with the camera hanging around his neck according to their parents' instructions.

But the selected photos were all the same, so Chen Mu was quite happy to take them.

Zhang Zizheng, who was sent to host the Sheep Queen beauty pageant, happened to see Chen Mu like this.

Seeing this scene, the anger of being forced to taste a watermelon meal here before was vented immediately, he leaned forward and laughed.

"Wu Mu, you have experienced this in advance, how does it feel to have a son and a daughter?"

"Get lost." Chen Mu rolled his eyes, pressed the shutter in his hand casually, and took another picture: "How about what you said last time?"

　I'm going to the clinic for infusion later, so I'll add another chapter if I have time when I get back.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)