Wang Xiaoqiang brought the forty-six mountain eggs he bought back to the old village committee compound and put them together with the fifty-two mountain eggs he had accumulated. Now he has ninety wild mountain eggs.

According to common sense, ninety peach eggs cannot be completely hatched into chicks. Wang Xiaoqiang decided to hatch these ninety peach eggs first, and how much can they hatch, and then use this free time to catch some wild pheasants.

In Wang Xiaoqiang's earliest memory, the villagers used the hen's body temperature to hatch chickens, and now chicken farms use incubators.

It is more troublesome to hatch with hens. First of all, you have to feed your mother half drunk with cornmeal mixed with wine, so that it can honestly sit in the nest and hatch the chicks. This method is not efficient, so the incubator is much more convenient. Moreover, it doesn’t cost much to buy an incubator, which is about fifty or sixty yuan per unit.

Wang Xiaoqiang thought about going to the county town to buy two incubators tomorrow. While thinking about it, he stroked the eggs with his hands. At this time, when he thought about whether to use spiritual energy to "spread" the eggs, suddenly, the Five Elements Spirit Spring in his heart quickly ran to the palm of his hand, and then emitted five heat flows, which overflowed from the five fingertips of his right hand and injected into the eggs under his hand.

They were five red auras. After these five auras were injected into the five mountain eggs under their hands, they spread out from the five mountain eggs and radiated to the surrounding mountain eggs. Immediately, a red spiritual net was formed, which completely connected the ninety mountain eggs together.

Wang Xiaoqiang stared at the net-shaped red aura and thought excitedly that this must be the fire-type aura. The corresponding color of the fire in the five elements is red. The red aura should be the fire-type aura.

With the distribution of Wang Xiaoqiang's fire-type spiritual energy, the ninety mountain eggs gradually became warmer, and then they started to move...

No!? Can the fire-type spiritual energy hatch the chicks? Wang Xiaoqiang stared at the gently moving mountain egg with a look of surprise.

Suddenly, with a slight sound, a mountain egg shell broke open, and the tender yellow chicken came out. The newborn chicken just hatched, but it was not as weak as ordinary newborn chickens. It looked very strong, and its sharp beak pecked the remaining egg shell...

Oh my god! It hatched so quickly!?

Just as Wang Xiaoqiang sighed, two more mountain eggs broke, revealing the new chicken...

then……

Puff puff puff puff puff puff puff...

The sound of breaking the shell is endless, and chickens keep breaking out of the shell...

In the end, the eggs were broken all over the ground, and sixty-three newborn chickens were presented to Wang Xiaoqiang, chattering very lively. The remaining twenty-seven mountain eggs were still silent. Obviously, there were no fertilized eggs in the eggs, which was in line with the common sense of nature.

But the speed of hatching chicks is too incredible!

Fortunately, there is no one around, otherwise it would be scared. Generally, it takes 21 days to hatch chicks, but now it hatchs in less than five minutes.

After thinking about it, Wang Xiaoqiang felt that nothing was strange. The meaning of "fire" in the five elements is the "south" in the direction, the "summer" in the season, and the "heart" in the five internal organs. Thinking about the things represented by these people can remind people of temperature. Fire in the five elements is a symbol of temperature. There is no reason to "hatch" the eggs from the fire-based spiritual energy. Moreover, fire is the main ritual, and it is impatient, so it is not difficult to explain that the fire-based spiritual energy hatches chicks so quickly.

He put more than 60 tender yellow chickens in a large basket, and then Wang Xiaoqiang barked the old yellow dog in front of him and told him to pay attention to the chickens so that he would not harm the bobcats or weasels.

The old yellow dog shook his tail and lay down in front of the basket. It became more and more obedient. Wang Xiaoqiang felt that the dog's IQ had improved a lot compared to before. Sure enough, the old yellow dog didn't leave the basket anyway throughout the day, and it didn't hurt the little chicken.

Big Hei Xiao Hei grew very fast. In just one month, his body almost doubled, and his head was higher than Wang Xiaoqiang's knees. Since Wang Xiaoqiang inputted spiritual energy to them, the two little guys not only grew fast, but also were particularly obedient, just like old yellow dogs. Although they were not old, they seemed to be able to understand Wang Xiaoqiang's words. Wang Xiaoqiang said that they must do it.

Now that there are more than 60 little chickens, Wang Xiaoqiang is not satisfied. He wants to build a chicken farm, so he naturally needs hundreds or thousands of chickens, otherwise Wang Xiaoqiang is really not interested.

Wang Xiaoqiang wanted to go up the mountain to catch wild pheasants, and he led Da Hei Xiao Hei to practice his legs and feet. He always circled in a yard, and even the best dog was buried.

On that day, he found about ten kilograms of cornmeal from his home, accompanied it with half a bottle of white wine, put it in a woven bag, brought a slingshot and steel balls, and brought a big black and small black, and headed to the steamed bun mountain.

The bare people on Mantou Mountain. Except for wild pheasants and some wild birds, other animals almost never go to Mantou Mountain, so there is no need to be afraid of wolves and hunting.

The slope of Mantou Mountain is gentle and it is not difficult to climb. With a stick of incense, Wang Xiaoqiang climbed to a platform on the hillside. Looking at the huge open space, Wang Xiaoqiang felt that this was a good place to capture pheasants, so he took out some cornmeal from the bag and scattered it on the open space, and then continued to climb up. On the way from the middle of the mountain to the top of the mountain, he often saw wild pheasants flying from the grass nest. The top of the mountain was also a gentle flat ground. Wang Xiaoqiang used the same trick on this flat land and sprinkled some cornmeal.

Then he went back to the hillside along the way. When he returned to the platform halfway up the hillside, he saw more than ten wild pheasants eating cornmeal. Wang Xiaoqiang saw that they were eating happily, so he did not disturb them. He did not let Big Hei and Xiao Hei take them to the vicinity. He quietly observed for a while. In less than one cigarette, the ten wild pheasants were full, their steps were unstable, and they were shaking.

Wang Xiaoqiang ordered Da Hei to go up and catch him.

Although the two Tibetan mastiffs were small, they were very flexible and fierce. They rushed over and held down a pheasant, then went up and bite it lightly on their wings. After breaking their wings, they bit the other one. Soon they stopped all nine pheasants. When the remaining pheasants were trying to escape, they were also shot down by Wang Xiaoqiang's slingshot. After all the ten pheasants were captured, Wang Xiaoqiang tied them up with a rope, strung one by one, tied them to a small tree, watched by Da Hei, and then Wang Xiaoqiang took Xiao Hei to the top of the mountain.

When a man and a dog reached the flat ground at the top of the mountain, they saw fifteen or sixteen pheasants lying there on the flat ground, as if they were asleep. At first glance, they knew that there was a lot of cornmeal that they ate with wine.

Although this time there was one less combat power, because this group of wild pheasants was drunk, it was easier to capture than last time. In the end, all sixteen wild pheasants were captured.

What Wang Xiaoqiang didn't expect was that there were so many wild pheasants on Mantou Mountain. There was no such phenomenon before. However, he immediately thought about the reason for this situation. Now the young and strong laborers in the village went out to work. After Liu Chunxiang's man Wang Baoshan was arched to death by a wild boar, the hunting craft completely disappeared in the nearby area. Almost no one came up at the nearby hills. So Mantou Mountain became a paradise for wild pheasants. Although Mantou Mountain was a little more deserted than Daqing Mountain, the grass seeds on Mantou Mountain and the insects on the soil were the favorites of pheasants, so there were so many pheasants on Mantou Mountain, which was cheaper.

In one day, Wang Xiaoqiang caught forty-two wild pheasants and transported them back to the old village committee compound in batches after dark. So when it was dark, he was still afraid that others would see it. If others saw such a affordable thing, then the Mantou Mountain would be lively tomorrow, and a national chicken catching campaign would probably be staged.
Chapter completed!