Salted Fish Dad, Passive Farming

Chapter 75

The eagle hovered, and the sharp hawk accurately locked on the target floating on the water skin. It folded its wings and swooped down at a high speed.

Received praise, it wants to continue to work hard, and by the way, show its basic skills in front of that stupid looking big silly dog.

however……

Ji Ran studied hard on his mobile phone last night and learned something real.

Seeing that the eagle was about to catch the fish with its claws, Ji Ran suddenly shouted.

Diao Zai was frightened by the sudden shout.

Catching fish by the golden eagle is a highly difficult operation. Affected by this, the tragic Diaozi made an operation error, missed the fish, and gloriously crashed.

"Giggle cluck..."

Seeing Diao Zai falling into the water in a panic, Dou Hua smiled happily, "Father, you are so bad, you are scaring Diao Zai like this."

"Hey." Ji Ran laughed, "If you don't let it suffer, it won't have a long memory."

"Wang Wang, Wang Wang Wang..."

Gouzi blinked his eyes and watched the golden eagle turn into a drowned chicken. The dog's face was full of humane gloating, as if to say: Big silly bird, you are still so arrogant, dare to be a show in front of me, Gouge , the master can't understand you, so you're making a fool of yourself, woof.

"tooth"

The eagle floats on the water. Having fallen into a plane once, it knows that struggling is useless, so it doesn't work in vain, and just keeps moaning in aggrieved manner.

Ji Ran and his daughter rowed over to rescue it.

Gouzi also got on the boat at Ji Ran's request.

Ji Ran must take the opportunity to tell Diao Zai that the grass carp in the reservoir cannot be caught.

While talking, Ji Ran held Diao Zai in his arms... Yesterday, while talking about this Diao Zai, he took off at the slightest disagreement, which gave him a psychological shadow.

While speaking, Ji Ran also found a video of killing a chicken on the Internet and showed it to the sand sculpture.

"tooth"

Watching the big cock's neck being wiped in the mobile phone video, Diao Zai curled up in Ji Ran's arms in horror, like an oversized quail.

Combined with Ji Ran's intimidation just now and the "plane crash", today's education class finally did not repeat yesterday's mistakes and was a complete success.

Then Ji Ran solemnly introduced Gouzi and Sand Sculpture to each other.

"Diaozi, this is brother Erha."

"tooth"

"Wang Zai, this is your sand sculpture brother."

"Wang Wang..."

"From now on, you two brothers must love each other and protect our home together..."

After the introduction, Ji Ran spoke a lot of plain language again, and I don't know if Yi Gou Yi Diao understood it.

Immediately, the boat docked and allowed the dog to enter the mountain.

For the next morning, Ji Ran used what he learned last night to train Diao Zai.

When you behave well, you will be rewarded with a piece of fish.

The fish meat comes from another grass carp that Diaozai caught yesterday.

I originally planned to give it to my parents to try, but now it needs to be put to use, so it can only be done next time.

When he behaved badly, Ji Ran glared angrily, and gave the bird's head a gentle blow with the small wooden stick in his hand.

Under the general education policy of carrot and stick, the results are gratifying.

In the blink of an eye it was noon.

Ji Ran went to the kitchen to get food, and Dou Hua was called by him to study and do what he could.

My daughter will be in first grade in the second half of the year, and it’s time to develop her cooking skills.

No one cares about Diao Zai, walking around the edge of Youran House with the steps of a sand sculpture that he does not recognize his relatives.

Sometimes he looked at the vegetable fields, sometimes he looked at the second brother who was sleeping soundly at both ends of the pig pen, sometimes he flew up the branches and looked into the distance.

Flying leisurely and walking, I came to the wooden roof without knowing it.

Inadvertently glanced at the "Aquatic Animal House" next to the house, and the eagle's eyes lit up involuntarily.

Hey, is there 'bubble milk tea'?
Fly into the 'field', look around, no one.

Lengthen your neck a little, and use your pointed beak to dip into the water...

Sip, a 'pearl'.

Uh, the meat is tender and delicious, smooth and refreshing, without the smell of fish, it seems to be pretty good.

Sip, take another pill.

Well, the more you eat, the more delicious it becomes.

sip, sip...

I don't know how many times I sipped it, anyway, the tadpoles in the shallow water area in the 'field' were all sipped by it.

Diao Zai burped, and continued to walk idly, as if nothing had happened.

……

There is a stream in Lingshan, named Qingxi.

A waterfall flows down three thousand feet from the cliff behind the mountain stream, and falls into the deep pool below.

The water in the pool overflowed and formed a stream, flowing happily out of the mountain stream.

Qingxijian, hence the name.

The mountain stream is very open, and in the middle, there is a flat area the size of half a football field.

The area is surrounded by deep and wide drainage ditches, and a single-plank bridge connects to the outside world.

In the middle of the area stood a thatched house.

Surrounding the thatched house, there is a field with an area of ​​about one acre, in which green seedlings grow and thrive.

There are also several ridges of land, among which several kinds of seasonal vegetables, as well as crops such as corn, sorghum and soybeans are planted.

There are more than a dozen kinds of flowers, colorful flowers blooming, colorful, competing for beauty, attracting butterflies to surround and buzzing bees.

At the end there is a small piece of fruit trees, peaches, plums, tangerines, grapefruits, pears and other fruit trees are full of green fruits.

There are mountains, water, fields, land, orchards...

Surrounded by majestic ridges and mountains, the sky above is a blue sky with white clouds...

All this seems to constitute a small paradise.

……

Next to the thatched hut there is a large shed.

There are many wine-making utensils and large wine jars in the shed.

In addition, there are stoves, tableware, cooking utensils, etc.

There was smoke from the kitchen, and a burly old man in an old Chinese tunic suit was cooking and cooking inside. He was none other than Liu Maolin, the wine uncle who had moved from Jiangbian Village.

A German shepherd is lying next to it, waiting for the meal. It is Uncle Jiu's hound, Winged Tiger.

Maverick's belly swelled slightly, as if she was pregnant.

At this time, a tall, strong, and overly powerful male German shepherd came through the forest, carrying a two or three kilogram pheasant in his mouth.

Xiong Demu is strong and vigorous, walking like flying, jumping over the drainage ditch, passing through the fruit forest, and went straight to the shed.

Wriggling his buttocks and wagging his tail, he diligently brought the pheasant to the old man.

If Ji Ran sees this scene, he must first spit out his 82-year-old blood, and then, without saying a word, sharpen his knife and start the dog meat hot pot.

Because the male German Shepherd is not another dog, but his Wang Zi.

Ji Ran would never have dreamed that a dog who had never come back with good food in his mouth would be here...

……

Uncle Jiu patted the dog's head kindly, and praised, "Well, you dog, you are improving more and more. You can even catch the ones with wings. You did a great job."

"Woof..." Wang Zai barked happily after being praised.

Then he came to the side of the winged tiger, rubbed the other's head with the dog's head, and then put the dog's ear against the dog's belly, trying to listen to something.

The old man looked at this scene and muttered to himself, "I don't know how that kid trains this dog. Size, IQ, learning ability, there is no such thing as a monster."

Then he looked at Maverick's belly, his wrinkled face showed strong expectations...

I wonder what the baby born from my winged tiger and this monster Wangzai will look like?

Will they grow up to be as evil as their dog father?

"Wang Zai, dinner is ready."

The cooked rice and steamed dishes were almost ready, the old man yelled.

Wang Zai immediately went to grab a large stainless steel bowl, put it on the ground, and then squatted down, staring at the rice pot eagerly.

"Why, you don't want to eat wild boar today, but want to be a vegetarian?" The old man looked at its virtue and smiled authentically.

"Woof..." Wang Zai nodded his head frantically.

"Okay, today you are a vegetarian." The old man lifted the pig iron rice cooker.

The bottom of the pot is rice, and the top is two corns cut into four sections.

The moment the pot was opened, a strong fragrance of corn filled the air.

The old man twitched his nose in disbelief...

In fact, when Wang Zai brought two corn cobs in the morning, he was surprised.

So thick, so long, so strong, so full.

But I didn't think much about it, I just thought it was some new high-yielding and high-yield variety from outside.

It wasn't until this moment that he realized that this corn was probably not an ordinary good variety.

"Woof..." Wang Zai cried out louder when he saw the pot was opened.

"It seems that you, a dog, have already eaten this corn. No wonder you are not interested in wild pork today... Anyway, it was sent by your master anyway. If you want to eat it, you can eat it."

Uncle Jiu smiled, blowing away the heat from the pot, reached out and grabbed a piece of corn, and put it into a stainless steel bowl.

Wang Zai held the bowl in his mouth, and happily sent it to Yi Hu.

The winged tiger sniffed, looked at the bowl in confusion, and took a tentative bite.

So hot, but so fragrant, so delicious.

Not afraid of hot, fragrant and delicious is the key point.

The winged tiger happily cooked.

Seeing that his wife was eating happily, Wang Zai ran to Uncle Jiu again.

Uncle Jiu just took a piece and bit a few pieces, the next moment, his cloudy eyes shone like stars in the night sky.

……

After lunch, Uncle Jiu couldn't wait to find paper and pen, and started writing furiously.

Then I found a 5-liter plastic wine barrel from the house and washed it in the pool.Rinse again with boiled water to get rid of the remaining water stains as much as possible.

Then he went under the shed, opened a wine jar, and filled the barrel with a bamboo wine ladle.

Fix the paper and bucket on Wang Zai.

"Give it to your master, don't lose it." He warned and patted the dog's butt.

Wang Zai and Yihu Er rubbed their temples together for a while, then reluctantly left the mountain stream.

　Thanks to Zuo Sha for the reward and monthly pass, and thanks to all the folks who support Lao Miao.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)