Yipin Tang

Chapter 683
The eating and drinking of more than 100 yaks really caused Chen Fan a headache. He wished that Wang Xiang would quickly pick out the yaks for bullfighting, and then drag the rest to the slaughterhouse.

Wang Xiang could also see Chen Fan's helplessness, he smiled and didn't say much, and prepared to choose a bullfight.

These grazing yaks didn't feel the slightest when they saw Wang Xiang and others coming, and they still enjoyed the fresh pasture leisurely. To them, there was no difference between Sinong Temple and the pastures in the Western Regions, and they both had fresh pastures to eat.

Wang Xiang walked around the fence and watched, Li Zhi and Xiao Luoli followed behind Wang Xiang, followed by a group of officials from Sinong Temple.

"Wang Jiancheng, how do you choose a bull for bullfighting?" Li Zhi looked at Wang Xiang curiously.

Wang Xiang stopped and thought for a while, then said to Chen Fan: "Master Chen, can Sinong Temple use a whip?"

"Whip?" Chen Fan was taken aback when he heard the words and said, "I wonder if a whip is available?"

Wang Xiang nodded and said: "The whip is also fine, you can send someone to bring it over."

Chen Fan immediately ordered an official to fetch the horsewhip, and then asked curiously, "I don't know what the Lord Hou wants the horsewhip for?"

Wang Xiang smiled and said, "Pick a cow."

This time, without Chen Fan asking Li Zhi, he couldn't help but open his mouth: "Wang Jiancheng, why do you need a horsewhip to pick a bull?"

The others also looked at Wang Xiang curiously, apparently not understanding his intentions.

Wang Xiang explained: "One of the most important requirements for bullfighting is to have a hot temper. A yak that doesn't know how to resist being whipped naturally cannot be used for bullfighting."

"Ah?" Little Loli wrinkled her cute little nose, "Brother-in-law, are you going to whip these calves?"

In fact, each of these yaks weighs hundreds of catties, which is much larger than the Datang farming cattle, but Xiao Luoli and Xiao Hei are used to it, so these yaks become calves in her eyes...

"Would you please stop whipping these calves, they are so poor."

Li Zhi also said: "Yes, Wang Jiancheng, these little cows are too pitiful."

"Zixin, how can you be so cruel."

Let me go, Cheng Chuliang actually has the face to say this, he is the one who eats the most beef every time he eats, and so does the kid Li Zhi. There was beef to eat, and this time they all became compassionate and good people, and I became a heinous and bad person.

Feeling Wang Xiang's displeasure, Cheng Chuliang smiled and leaned forward and said, "Zixin, is there no other way?"

Wang Xiang rolled his eyes and was too lazy to pay attention to this guy, but when he thought of beating these yaks one by one with a riding whip, the scene was indeed a bit beautiful and he couldn't bear to look directly at it.

After Wang Xiang took the whip, it was still useless after all, he frowned and thought for a while, and suddenly thought of a good way.

"Master Chen, please ask someone to bring over a piece of red cloth, about five feet long and five feet wide."

"Red cloth?" Chen Fan realized that his head couldn't keep up with Wang Xiang's thoughts at all. Just now he asked for a horsewhip to beat yaks, so what is he asking for red cloth this time?
The red cloth was not difficult to find. After a while, someone found a piece of red cloth five feet long and wide. After seeing it, Wang Xiang felt quite satisfied.

Li Zhi leaned over and asked, "Wang Jiancheng, what do you want this red cloth for? Is there a new way?"

Wang Xiang pinched his face and said, "Yes, in order not to hurt your little Niu Niu, I can only think of another way."

Li Zhi's face turned red from being pinched by Wang Xiang, he finally broke free from Wang Xiang's clutches, and quickly moved away from him and rubbed his faintly painful face.

After teaching Li Zhi a lesson, Wang Xiang's mood immediately improved a lot.

I saw bullfights on TV before. Those matadors dangled a piece of red cloth in front of the bullfight. When the bullfighter saw the shaking red cloth, he immediately ran after the red cloth as if he had taken a stimulant. That's why Wang Xiang thought of it. Such a way.

The only way to know how it actually works is to try it.

Bullfighting is an exciting and dangerous activity. Every time you see a bullfight, someone will be injured or even die, but there are still many people who enjoy it.

Naturally, Wang Xiang wasn't worried about any danger at all, these yaks were all ordinary yaks, and he was a superhuman, no matter how fierce the bullfighting was, it couldn't cause him any danger.

First let the little official who was feeding the yaks come out, and then Wang Xiang shook the red cloth in front of the group of yaks.

There was no commotion as imagined, and the yaks in the enclosure were still eating with gusto, as if they hadn't seen the red cloth in Wang Xiang's hand at all.

It was embarrassing now, everyone only saw Wang Xiang shaking the yak with a piece of red cloth, if someone didn't know him, he would definitely think him a lunatic.

After shaking for a long time, no yak responded. Wang Xiang coughed dryly and said, "Let's go and rest for a while, and come back after they finish eating the pasture."

Taking advantage of the time when Chen Fan was entertaining Li Zhi and the others, Wang Xiang found an opportunity to go back to the end of the world, and then called Zhao Jun and asked him to ask if there was anyone in the base who knew about bullfighting.

Although Zhao Jun didn't know what Wang Xiang wanted someone who knew bullfighting to do, he still followed his request to find someone who had a lot of research on bullfighting.

There are now tens of thousands of survivors in the Jiayuan base, and talents in almost any field can be found.

After listening to the explanation, Wang Xiang realized that it was not the problem of the yaks and red cloth, but the wrong timing of the choice.

"Cows that have just eaten are the least aggressive. If you want to choose a good fighting bull, you have to starve them a few times, and you need to separate the cows in a small space. The small space will also stimulate the madness of the cattle. Hungry cows are most aggressive when they are released from a tight space, and will chase after anything that shakes them."

Wang Xiang also learned that the yaks in the Western Regions are big and strong, and they are very suitable for training bullfights. The reason why he felt that the yaks brought back by Ma Wenxin are not aggressive is because their lives are too leisurely, and there are plenty of fresh pastures every day. The supply naturally makes them inert, and wild yaks often fight fiercely for a piece of fertile pasture.

Knowing how to select and train bullfighting bulls, Wang Xiang returned to the end of the world and ordered Chen Fan to have some independent small bullpens built.

"As long as it can hold the size of a yak."

Chen Fan was puzzled and asked, "What are these small bullpens for?"

Wang Xiang didn't explain much, and said directly: "After the small cow pen is built, these yaks will be kept separately for two days, and they don't need to be fed grass for these two days. I will pick the yaks after two days."

Li Zhi asked suspiciously: "Wang Jiancheng, are we not going to pick a bull today?"

"These yaks usually live too comfortably, so it's hard to choose them. We can pick out the right ones when we come back in two days."

Others don't understand bullfighting, so they can only listen to Wang Xiang. It's just that the people of Sinong Temple have worked hard. It is not an easy job to build more than 100 bullpens.

(End of this chapter)