Chapter 217 217. Precious anti-inflammatory powder
After squeezing the stuff out, Master Zhang wiped the prepared iodophor cotton ball on the wound, and the whole thing was done.
It wasn’t until this moment that everyone realized: “Did this pig faint from pain?”
Otherwise, why didn’t you respond?
“Huh?” Master Zhang was shocked: “That’s not true!”
With that said, he quickly grabbed his bag, took out a packet of anti-inflammatory powder and sprinkled it on.
This time I am really well prepared!
Song Tan quickly let go. The little wild boar lost its spiritual energy. At this moment, it stood up quickly with a groan, and then rushed towards the pig pen without looking back!
“Bang!”
It hit the railing with its head and was knocked to pieces, and was rushed in by everyone in a hurry.
After being sent in, he squeezed into the other pigs. He looked full of energy and was particularly strong.
Master Zhang:…
“Why isn’t it afraid of pain? It doesn’t feel anything at all?”
They can also run and jump. Many people keep them healthy, but piglets are not so lively. Could it be that wild boar not only has thick skin, but also has such a strong physique?
He looked down at the thing that had just been squeezed out again, and then breathed a sigh of relief: "I thought I didn't do a good job in the operation, and it was not injured. If I had known better, I wouldn't have needed anti-inflammatory powder."
It was only then that Song Tan realized: "Is this the end?"
“Well, it’s over.”
Master Zhang was putting away his alcohol and cotton **** while sighing:
“The conditions are really good now. After mowing, I just pinched a handful of plant ash and sprinkled it on it, and now I’m using iodophor anti-inflammatory powder on it!”
Master Zhang felt that he was professional and generous, and now he felt confident to stay for dinner.
The group of people chatted again and went down the mountain in a lively manner. Only Song Tan and Zhang Yanping stood at the door of the pig pen, looking at the lively little wild boar in surprise, feeling that their knowledge had greatly increased.
She just remembered after giving them away that although the boss said he could come to collect some of the treasures in her home if there were paparazzi, he could not keep them alive. Is it possible to have them sterilized in the future...
“No, no, no!”
Zhang Yanping shook his head crazily: "You should unify the city and do it. This method is too rough."
He felt a pain in his crotch just looking at him.
However, just as he finished speaking, he saw a wild boar bump into the railing again and growled at him. Apparently it was time to eat.
Zhang Yanping:…
Song Tan agreed: "There are eight treasures, five of them are males. If they are sent to the city for sterilization, it will cost at least two thousand yuan. That's good."
If there is spiritual energy, maybe the babies will be willing too.
Let’s take the **** to the hospital when the time comes.
Zhang Yanping doesn’t want to see this little wild boar anymore:
“I’m gone, I’m going back.”
Song Tan turned to look at Dabai: "The king has gone on patrol. Just watch carefully here and call if anything happens."
Song Tan quickly retracted his hand. No, no, is it easy for her to gather that little spiritual energy? If you give it to a pig, you won’t give it to a goose today. If you want to give it, give it to the king. Look at how considerate their king is!
Not long after the two of them went down the mountain, there was another rustling and scraping sound in the jungle.
I saw the king walking out of the bushes, holding something black and gray in his mouth. He jumped lightly and entered the railing again.
It opened its mouth, and saw another piglet, smaller than a wild boar, shook its head, stumbled to its feet, arched its nose around it, and then squeezed into the pigs in a familiar way.
When he got home, Qiao Qiao had just finished class. Only then did Song Tan react: "Oh, Master Zhang, you didn't take the video just now."
“Yes,” Master Zhang also remembered, and slapped his thigh with great regret at this moment.
Song Tan also had regrets: "I knew I would have asked Qiao Qiao to live broadcast just now."
It's been a long time since I've done a live broadcast, so I have to find some more material, but Qiaoqiao has been in class for a long time now.
She walked over to discuss with Xin Jun: "Teacher Xin, Qiao Qiao had a live broadcast account before to make some money. If you don't mind, can you live broadcast the class? The camera can be anywhere you want, and you don't have to show your face."
Mainly maintain the amount of account updates.
Xin Jun was also very surprised: "Can Qiao Qiao's live broadcast account still make money?"
It sounds simple, but it’s not that easy.
He really wants to take root here now - his farmhouse was specially designed by someone. It has garden courtyards, bonsais, rockeries, ponds, everything. The environment is good, the food is good, and the service is warm.
But if we really talk about it, compared with the tight farmyard of Song Tan's family, it really falls short.
But what exactly is missing? He couldn't explain clearly. At this moment, he just wished he could be a tutor for thousands of years. At this moment, he had long forgotten about the dishes he served at home, and just wanted to keep eating, and it didn't matter if he was fat.
What's more, Xin Jun also knew how important a profitable project was to Qiao Qiao, so he agreed:
“Okay. There are many live learning studios online now, which are pretty good.”
Qiaoqiao could not wait to pick up the pig food bucket:
“Mom, you are performing an operation on the little pig today. Does it want to eat something good? I will go and feed it now.”
Ulan didn’t go up the mountain to see it, but the piglet that had just been sterilized really needed to be replenished.
She thought about it, and picked out the onions, garlic, coriander... roots she picked out from the vegetable garden, as well as the kitchen scraps she picked up when packing lunch today, and even the weeds pulled from the fields on the mountains by free labor. …
As long as the pigs can eat it, everything is included.
Including eggshells, wheat bran and dried corn, mix them into the bucket, which is enough for two big buckets! If Qiao Qiao hadn't become stronger recently, she really wouldn't be able to carry it.
Although this is definitely not enough food for six pigs, after they finish lunch, the remaining food mixed with rice bran can still be fed again...
“Add some water, stir and stir.”
There was not much on the land in the first half of the year, and Tan Tan didn’t give them too much feed, so he just gave the pigs a hard time. By the second half of the year, there will definitely be a bumper harvest of food.
When Ulan said this, his eyebrows and eyes were smiling.
Oh, their pigs are not picky eaters and will eat everything. They are so strong.
After thinking about it, I suddenly regretted buying the little wild boar. After all, they are in really good shape, and they don’t look like they’ll be sick. If it’s our old sow giving birth to piglets, it should be fine, right?
But it’s all done...
After thinking about it, she touched her precious son's head again: "Hey, it's a good thing to have many pigs on the mountain. You don't need to hide them. You can feed them as many times as you want, as long as you can eat them and you are not hungry." That’s it.”
Qiaoqiao nodded, finally relaxed and promised loudly: "Okay! I understand!"
10.22 No tonight, I’m too sleepy, so tomorrow, I’ll do the third update during the day.
(End of this chapter)