The Ming Dynasty’s Prodigal Son

Zhou Tan's desk.

No way.

Since you have to raise pigs, you have to think about it.

One month is enough for him to accept the reality at hand.

The most important thing for him now is to raise the pig.

Nothing else, just to make life easier here.

Otherwise, more than 30 Fang Fans would be caught running every day.

What's more, his mentor, who broke his heart for himself, has fallen to this point. How can he continue to worry about his old age?

So, under the oil lamp, Zhou Tanzhi continued to raise the pen.

After all, he is a person who has read many books. Although these books do not have such vulgar knowledge, they provide him with a completely new vision.

As for labeling each pig, such as Fang Yifan, Fang Erfan, etc., it is not just a simple vent.

Of course, there are also factors for venting anger.

But the most important thing is that he needs to treat each pig separately, and then observe the effects of different feedings.

Well, scholars, even if they raise pigs, they scored one, two, three, four, five, and they learned from it.

Gu was by his side, trying to urge him to go to bed several times. It was obvious that he was attentive, the candlelight reflected in his eyes, and the extra spirit, where did he fall asleep.

Sometimes, even listening to what he muttered and said: "Pig raises pigs, Fang Jifan, Fang Jifan, you like a dog, do you really think the husband can't raise? Want to see the old man's joke, huh ... Your eulogy, and the so-called pig raising theory of your disciples and grandchildren, are overthrown. Such a superficial knowledge, even wanting to board the elegant hall, is just a joke. "

Then, under the oil lamp, he gave a somber smile.

Look at the infiltration.

When Gu saw him like this, he let out a sigh of relief in his heart, only that he couldn't bear such a blow, so he went to sleep.

The next day, Gu got up and saw Zhou Tan disappeared.

She went out of the house, not knowing whether he was asleep at night, but was scooping up the pig feed with energy, and made various sounds in her mouth.

The pigs heard the sound, learned well, and rushed to the trough.

Then, one by one hummed into the trough.

Taking advantage of this effort, Zhou Tanzhi hurriedly waited for Wang Ao to get up.

While discussing with Wang Ao, the two murmured, only occasionally heard a few words: "Prepare some herbs, or just in case."

"Pigs make a living from omnivorous food, you might as well look for some kitchen waste and see the effect ..."

Half an hour later, the Wang family came.

Wang Ao asked them to come and settle down.

Wang family is poor, but still hired a carriage, but the carriage looks old.

Some family members of the Zhou family who accompanied Gu's family went to settle yesterday. Now they are taking the Zhou's mother.

Gu's going away, thinking about his husband, read the book for most of his life, and became an official for most of his life, but eventually needed to be accompanied by a pig, both pitying his own life, but also distressed Zhou Tanzhi, and couldn't help it. tears.

Zhou Tanzhi raised his head up so as not to let his tears fall, but looked at Gu's haggard look. Although it was originally a family of officials and eunuchs, at this time, he was only wearing a commoner, and even the gold hairpin on the temple was still the same. Her dowry, her tears fell down, and she felt her heart blocked badly. In the end, the pride of the last point was gone, and the sobbing Mr. Gu gave a long salute and said, "I'm sorry for you."

Gu Shi finally left, looking at the horse and horse.

Zhou Tanzhi still looked at the dust raised by the horse, but the horse and horse were nowhere to be seen.

Wang Ao stood beside him and said with emotion: "Zi An, such good wives, innocent ..."

Speaking of which, Zhou Tanzhi murmured: "No."

Wang Ao frowned, looking at Zhou Tanzhi: "What?"

Zhou Tan said seriously: "Teacher, the way to raise pigs is to use the cheapest feed, the least manpower, and the easiest way to raise more pigs, right?"

Wang Ao looked at Zhou Tanzhi and felt that this guy was enchanted.

Zhou Tanzhi's spirit is to cheer up: "The road is long and long, and I will search up and down. The truth of the world is interlinked. After understanding the purpose of this Tao, then we should know how to move in this direction. These days, this idea has been lingering in the minds of the students. The students thought that more than 30 pigs are still not enough. It is necessary to enter dozens of pigs. Only then can we try to work in manpower. Between breeding, there are many possibilities. "

Upon hearing this, Wang Ao was also refreshed. He was a real person: "Yes, this is the truth. Manpower has endlessness, but manpower is endless. If people don't understand it, there is endlessness. He Zu Dao Zai. But if it is reasonable, this manpower will be endless. He He, the gentleman seeks to move from time to time, and he will follow the trend, and the sky will be useless. "

Zhou Tanzhi understands Wang Ao's meaning. Only those who understand the "Tao" can act according to the destiny of nature. Don't violate these laws. Be familiar with and master these laws. Even if it is made by nature, it can be adversity. OK.

This is the difference between himself and ordinary people. Of course ... the premise of all is that he needs to master this natural principle and how to follow the trend. The "Tao" in the teacher's mouth may be a joke because it is said ... … This is the way to raise pigs.

Zhou Tanzhi, as though he had figured out some terrible things, rubbed his hands and said: "Try it and you will know."

So, immediately went to purchase dozens of pigs.

In this way, Fang Thirty-six clan, then thirty-five more brothers, has been ranked to the seventy-one clan.

Zhou Tan simply hides in the pigsty, thinking about their habits.

Anything found is immediately recorded in the book, and every effort is made to improve the food trough so as not to make the piglets take food.

Change the food again and again.

But on the eleventh day, it was his saddest day, Fang Seventeen Fan died.

During his lifetime, Fang 17 Fan was always unable to **** his own siblings. He has always been skinny and extremely irritable. Zhou Tanzhi appreciated it the most, because Zhou Tanzhi felt that Fang 17 Fan and other siblings They are different. It is a pig that can occasionally use their brains to think. Unlike other pigs, it only knows to eat and eat. Zhou Tan many times, watching Fang Seventeen Fan standing alone in the corner of the pigsty, whispering Hem, as if with melancholy, until it became thinner and thinner. In the end, it finally passed a short life. In the night of death, it did n’t fall asleep as usual, and made a humming sound until Zhou Tanzhi heard it. Moving, rising with clothes and shoes, when holding the candle to the pigsty, it was already angry.

Zhou Tan's sorrow comes from the heart, but it is also a lack of skill.

When the two men and the teacher asked the pig-killer to dispose of Fang 17 Fan, and then brought the pork back to the pig house, Zhou Tanzhi sat opposite the teacher and ate this pot of fat pork. , All of them made a particularly appetizing chew.

Zhou Tanzhi sighed: "Now I understand the truth, not only do pigs need to know how to raise, they also need to know how to choose, humanity is human, pigs have pig nature, pigs should eat, sleep and sleep. This catastrophe is about to come. In the future, the selection of piglets, like these exceptionally clever ones, needs to be eliminated. Only those who are as stable as Ouyang Zhi are good pigs. "

Wang Ao grabbed the barrel bone and gnawed the fascia. His teeth were not good, but he felt that the chew was not clean enough.

He was honest for the officials, and there were not many opportunities to open his belly to eat meat in this way, so he treasured it so much, so while picking the remaining meat with his teeth, he grunted: "It is a pole, it is a pole, Zi An Neng can make a difference. Ling Wei is pleased, the human pig is different ... "

With that said, the teacher and the disciple looked at each other speechlessly, bowed their heads to eat meat, and wanted to come ... maybe because of sadness.

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Two months passed in an instant.

Wang Ao's pig breeding has already spread.

Many people went to see it deliberately, and saw Nasven's sweeping appearance.

So many scholars, rabbits are dead.

Looking at this situation, they seemed to see their own destiny.

Even a person like a prince is miserable, and others are hopeless.

The hundreds of officials of the Central Government of China secretly sighed secretly, and had many things to say in their hearts, but they did not dare to say that they were so wrong when they were simply clay Buddhas, even in the cabinet, and hinted to His Majesty several times.

The emperor did not understand, but this matter was already explained to Fang Jifan to do it.

But for others, such a thing is more like a joke.

Businessmen always like to get together and laugh at each other.

These people are all exquisite, such as Liu Wenzhi, the big owner of the winning business, which is the case. He usually makes a pot of good tongue, and then takes a sip.

Then, I heard other business friends smile and said, "I heard that the official Tianguan was raising pigs in Xishan. It was terrible. I saw it was about to be slaughtered. Most of them survived. Not even pigs dare to die. "

Everyone laughed.

Liu Wenzhi listened, raised his eyebrows, his body shook, and said: "The slump rate, can there be geometry?"

"Those who are good are watching with telescopes, I'm afraid it's not low, at least 90% or more, and they are well raised."

"Is it?" Liu Wenzhi, the owner of the Shengsheng business firm, heard this and came to the spirit, suddenly ... he suddenly started to regain his mind.

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Others raise pigs, ten dead and two or three. This is good, but someone can raise pigs. Explain that there must be a secret recipe. The knowledge involved here may be unusual.

The lowest cost can create the greatest effect.

What's more, now that as many people start to have ample money, the demand for meat is ...

Liu Wenzhi didn't show any emotion on his face, but his heart was already turned upside down.

It's about time to get rich.

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They all say water, but they are not water. I think that tigers are carefully trying to figure out each character, and they are constantly deducing the model of the story, trying their best to make the story come alive. This kind of writing is actually more than just playing. Killing is much harder. Maybe you do n’t like this type of story, but ... Is n’t the development of the times driven in this way? This book is not about the domineering industry. The domineering industry is just a by-product. What you are really talking about is change. Forget it, without explanation. Continue to be scolded.