Chapter 217 217. Precious Anti-inflammatory Powder
Squeezing out the stuff, Master Zhang then wiped the prepared iodophor cotton ball on the wound, and the whole thing was done.
It was only then that everyone realized: "Is this pig fainting from pain?"
Otherwise, why didn't he react?
“Huh?” Master Zhang was shocked: “No way!”
After saying that, he quickly grabbed his bag, took out a packet of anti-inflammatory powder and sprinkled it on.
I am so well prepared this time!
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, knocking it all over, and was rushed in by everyone in a hurry.
After being sent in, they were squeezed into other pigs. They looked full of energy and particularly strong.
Master Zhang: ...
“Why isn’t it afraid of pain? It doesn’t feel anything at all?”
It can run and jump, and is raised by many people. Healthy, 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 wasn't injured. If I had known better, I wouldn't have needed anti-inflammatory powder."
Only then did Song Tan realize: "Is it over?"
"Well, it's over."
Master Zhang was putting away his alcohol and cotton balls while returning Sighing:
"The conditions are really good now. In the past, after mowing, I would just pinch a pinch of plant ash and sprinkle it on it and that would be it. Now I even use iodophor anti-inflammatory powder on it!"
< br>Master Zhang felt that he was professional and generous, and now he felt confident to stay for dinner.
The group 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.
Only after she gave them away did she remember that although the boss said that he could come to collect some of the treasures in her home if there were paparazzi, he could not keep them. Can they be sterilized in the future...
< br>"No, no, no!"
Zhang Yanping shook his head crazily: "You'd better ask the city to unify it. This method is too rough."
He looked at it Pain in crotch.
However, as soon 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 made the final decision: "There are eight treasures, five of them are male. If they are sent to the city for sterilization, it will cost at least two thousand yuan. That's it." This is good.”
With the spiritual energy, maybe the babies will be willing to do it.
Let’s take the bitch to the hospital when the time comes.
Zhang Yanping didn't want to look at this little wild boar anymore:
"Let's go, go back."
Song Tan turned to look at Dabai: "The king has gone on patrol, you can take a good look here. Come on, just call if you need anything."
The big white eyes stared at her, then squeaked again, stretched her neck and wanted to poke his hand.
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 came down the mountain, there was another splashing and rubbing 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 stand up, its nose arched around, and then squeezed in familiarly. In the pigs.
When I got home, Qiao Qiao had finished class, and Song Tan realized at this moment: "Oh, Master Zhang, you didn't take the video just now."
"Yes," Master Zhang also remembered it, and felt extremely regretful when he slapped his thigh at this moment.
Song Tan also had regrets: "I knew I had asked Qiao Qiao to live broadcast just now."
It's been a long time since I've live broadcast, so I have to find more material, but now Qiao Qiao The class time is quite long.
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 process? The camera can be anywhere you want, It doesn’t matter if you don’t show your face.”
The main thing is to maintain the number of account updates.
Xin Jun was also very surprised: "Can Qiaoqiao's live broadcast account still make money?"
It sounds simple, but it is not that easy.
Now he really wants to take root here - his farmhouse is specially designed by someone. It has gardens, courtyards, bonsais, rockeries, ponds, everything, good environment, good food, and good service. Also enthusiastic.
But if you really talk about it, compared with the tight farmyard of Song Tan's family, it is really inferior.
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 quite good. "
Qiao Qiao couldn't wait to pick up the pig food bucket:
"Mom, you are performing an operation on the piglet today. Does it need to eat something good? I will go and feed it now? Let’s do it.”
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 roots of the onions, garlic, coriander... she picked out from the vegetable garden, as well as the kitchen scraps that she got out of the lunch today, and even the ones that were pulled from the fields on the mountains by free labor. Weeds...
As long as the pigs can eat them, we have added them all.
Including eggshells, wheat bran and dried corn are mixed into the bucket, enough to satisfy 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 for six pigs, after they finish their lunch, the remaining food can be mixed with rice bran and fed again...
"Add some water Bring it over.”
In the first half of the year, there was nothing on the land, and Tantan didn't give them too much feed, so they just gave the pigs a hard time. By the second half of the year, there will definitely be a bumper harvest of food.
When Wu Lan 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 the coins are all gone...
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 fine.”
Qiao Qiao nodded, finally relieved, and promised loudly: “Okay! I understand!”
No tonight, too sleepy, tomorrow, the third update. Bar.
(End of this chapter)