RBCT Chapter 1209
Chapter 1209
Chapter 1209
Yang Song's casserole was stewed randomly, and Wu Chuang was still cheap in the end.
Wu Chuang ate so much, he couldn't be happier.
"Daxian, don't say that I have eaten food for so many years, you are the best!"
"I've eaten that." Yang Song reminded.
"It's so delicious!" Wu Chuang was not disturbed at all.
"I drool when I eat."
"Wow, how can this fish be so delicious?"
"I haven't brushed my teeth since I woke up!"
"I never thought that eggplant is so delicious, let me think about how to describe it?"
No matter how much Yang Song responded to Wu Chuang, instead of being affected, he ate more happily.
"I didn't brush my teeth yesterday!"
"Don't put green peppers next time, Daxian, I don't really like them."
"I cook without washing my hands."
Wu Chuang finally responded: "Oh, the language is too lacking, I can't think of adjectives!"
"I..." Yang Song felt frustrated for the first time.
"It's so delicious!" Wu Chuang ate the eggplant rolled with tomato and beef: "Don't talk nonsense, Daxian, teach me to wash your hands repeatedly after drinking tea and eating fruit. I don't believe you can cook well." Don’t wash your hands, don’t you call yourself a professional chef?”
"But I did."
"So what if you've eaten it?" Wu Chuang didn't care. "When I eat with my brothers, I like to pick food from other people's bowls."
"Daxian, I am a bastard on the street, not such a noble and elegant person!"
"Your stew is delicious from start to finish!"
Wu Chuang finished off Yang Song's bowl, and his mouth was so stuffed that he could hardly turn over.
This product is very suitable for eating and broadcasting.
It is estimated that it can catch fire.
"Tell me why you can't find a job in a serious way?" Yang Song now thinks that Wu Chuang is much more pleasing to the eye.
This kid still has the temperament of a street bastard, but not much.
It's a little more serious to be a human being.
"I think so too, but I didn't finish high school, so I came out to hang out. I don't know anything else, I just hang out. I didn't choose the hooligan, but the hooligan chose me."
After all, I have read the book.
Yang Song is organizing the language.
"Ah!" Wu Chuang took the last bite, and slapped the casserole on the table: "I thought of it, Daxian, you can make such a stew that you can only eat in the sky, how often do you eat it in the world!"
"Listen, do thieves have culture?"
Yang Song: "..."
"How about you go to an adult school?"
"No, I can't eat the dinner when I was studying. I feel dizzy when I see the book, and I fall asleep when I am dizzy."
Wu Chuang suddenly reacted and said:
"Daxian, are you going to let me out?"
"Yes."
"Then let's go! Don't worry, I will definitely call the police after I go out, and I will never retaliate!" Wu Chuang immediately swore.
"Didn't you refuse?" Yang Song said leisurely.
"I, I..." Wu Chuang's face suddenly became firm: "I suddenly want to study, is it an adult school? I will go to study."
"It's late." Yang Song carried someone to the backyard.
Heh heh heh heh...
There were a herd of pigs in those little houses.
Fat, big, white and chubby pigs, some are bathing in the sun, some are chasing and playing, some are eating fruit, and some are even enjoying a massage.
The most unified thing is that these pig houses are divided into east and west areas. The pigs in the east area listen to classical pipa music, and the pigs in the west area listen to piano music.
Yang Song gave Wu Chuang a remote control.
"This can adjust the sunlight in the piggery, its intensity and brightness can be adjusted, and it can also bring out moonlight, breeze, and drizzle. In short, you have the final say on this sky.
Of course, there are these musical instruments. There are [-] pieces of music recorded in it. There are both eastern and western music. The pigs in the east like to listen to oriental music, and the pigs in the west like to listen to western music. You remember to cut songs according to their emotions. The style and characteristics of the music are also explained. , For example, when the moon comes out, remember to play a lullaby to them.
Be sure to remember not to let the pigs hear the same piece of music repeatedly for five hours, they are very picky, and they may become irritable when they hear the same piece of music. "
Wu Chuang's eyes turned red with envy.
"Pigs live much better than me!"
Yang Song comforted him: "That's right. The pigs will be raised. They can be sold for money, or cooked for money, or slaughtered to eat. So far, I haven't found any benefit in raising you. .”
Wu Chuang really wanted to refute, but after thinking about it for a long time, he realized that he was really inferior to these pigs.
"30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi, I am not as good as a pig now, but it does not mean that I am not as good as a pig in the future."
Yang Song told him: "The pig can't live that long, you won."
Wu Chuang's face turned black and red, and he couldn't speak a word.
In general farms, pigs can be slaughtered after eight months of raising pigs, but it is generally still necessary to raise them for ten months, which is more cost-effective.
"This batch of pigs has to be raised for ten months and 23 days. Do you know what that means?"
"do not know."
Yang Song said cautiously: "It means that you must take good care of them before they are served on the dining table. If you make any of them feel bad, or lose weight, and fail to gain weight according to the scheduled progress, I will give you this time." You hang it in another place."
"for example?"
"I like reading martial arts novels very much. There are usually cliffs in them. I also have one here. It is called the cliff of broken bones. Looking down from the cliff, you can't see the bottom. How about I throw you down to play bungee jumping? Play every day One hundred and eighty times, it must be very exciting, want to play?"
Wu Chuang shook his head frantically, almost turning himself into an electric fan: "I don't want to, I don't want to, I really don't want to, isn't it just feeding the pigs? I'm sure I can feed them well!"
"Over there is your dormitory."
Yang Song waved his hand again, and a forest wooden house appeared, the area was not small.
"There are all kinds of facilities inside, and you can definitely experience modern civilized life."
Wu Chuang hurriedly ran in to check.
Living room with large floor-to-ceiling windows, bedroom with soft bed, bathroom with 24-hour hot water, dining room and kitchen.
"You may not know how to cook. I will ask the little girl to prepare meals for you. At a four-star level, you can eat five meals a day. You can choose to eat or not to eat. I don't force this.
But I have to remind you that there are some materials in the study that teach you how to raise pigs, you'd better apply what you have learned. "
Wu Chuang was already rolling on the carpet: "Don't worry, don't worry, I will cherish it, it's good that I don't have to go back to the tree!"
"Then you have a good rest, and you will officially start feeding the pigs tomorrow. I'll be leaving first, and I'll come see you in a few days."
After Yang Song finished speaking, the person disappeared.
Wu Chuang shouted excitedly.
He can finally be a human being!
Five minutes later, the little girl came in: "Xiao Wu, please do physical training for half an hour, and then go to bed early to accumulate strength for raising pigs tomorrow."
"You go out, I don't want to be disturbed."
"Accept the master's order, I need to supervise your pig raising."
"Go aside."
"Please execute the order immediately."
Wu Chuang ran directly into the bedroom and locked the door: "I'm doing exercise here, you go out now."
(End of this chapter)