Chapter 23 It's just that the chicken sheds its feathers, now the eggs are soft!)
Chapter 23
After finally appeasing everyone and having a sumptuous lunch, Yang Qian made an excuse and slipped out of the front hall. He led his confidant Shutong Zhili and walked straight to the side yard where the livestock was kept.
Just when we reached the door of the side courtyard, we heard a powerful roar from inside. "Zhong Laowu, if you don't tell me clearly what happened to those chickens, I will kill you today." skin!"
"I really don't know, little one, why those chickens look like that, it really has nothing to do with little people..." A surprised and timid voice came out.
"It has nothing to do with you, little bastard. You are responsible for raising the livestock in the side yard. It has nothing to do with you. Could it still have something to do with me?"
Yang Qian and Zhili looked at each other, and Zhili quickly hurried into the side courtyard with the leader's understanding. "What are you doing? The young master is here, who is here... Oops, it turns out that you, Aunt Song, are here?" "
Zhili, a bully, had a moment of surrender. Yang Qian's memory fragments suddenly recalled the legendary person in the mansion, the mother-in-law of Yang Zhong, the head of Yang's nursing home, and the dowry his mother brought when she married into Yang's mansion. The maid, that is, Aunt Song E, the current ruler and person in charge of Yang Mansion’s kitchen...
The moment Yang Qian cleared his throat and stepped into the side courtyard, he shivered and almost slipped back to the outside of the courtyard.
The main reason is that the scene that comes into view at this moment is really scary. At this moment, a skinny and monkey-like servant is being lifted up with one hand by a strong man as tall as a mountain and with a round waist.
And Zhili, who was standing by the side, made this man even more stalwart and strong.
In my memory, Aunt Song's husband Yang Zhongnai was usually a brave man who beat up three hooligans without taking a breath, but he was often chased around the yard by this grumpy aunt with a spatula comparable to a shovel.
Now that he saw this scene, Yang Qian really believed that Aunt Song was invincible in martial arts in the entire Yang family. I am afraid that the weightlifting world champions in later generations would probably be like this.
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"It turns out it's the young master. You're back home. Oh, I've met the young master."
Seeing Yang Qian's shocked look, Aunt Song, who was tall and powerful and could lift a cauldron, smiled shyly, released her big hand, threw the loyal fifth man aside and saluted.
"I don't dare to take it seriously. Aunt Song, please get up quickly. What did Zhong Laowu do to make Aunt Song so angry?" Yang Qian quickly raised his hand to help her.
It's not a matter of male and female teachers being incompatible, but Yang Qian understands very well that with Aunt Song's big muscles and strong posture, he can't help himself up even if he is so weak.
After Aunt Song stood up, she glared at Zhong Laowu fiercely, and then said.
"Sir, you don't know something. I don't know what's going on these days. All the chickens in our house are losing their feathers.
It would be fine if it was just shedding hair, but there is something wrong with the eggs laid by the hens..."
"What's wrong with the eggs?" Yang Qian couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. He could accept the chickens losing their feathers, but if there was something wrong with the eggs, would the laying hen feed formula given by the system be too fake? A bit too much?
"The chickens raised in the house in the past could usually lay an egg in two or three days, but these days they can lay one egg a day. It would be fine if the eggs were good, but those eggs are all soft..."
Aunt Song was extremely angry. During this period, there were many patients in the mansion. She wanted to lay more eggs so that they could be used to nourish the bodies of those patients. But the problem was that the eggs laid by the chickens were all soft.
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The chicken feathers in the house were almost all gone. Such strangeness naturally made Aunt Song afraid to use the eggs in the house. She could only have people buy eggs every day to nourish the patients.
I just had some free time today, so Aunt Song decided to come and take a look in person, and naturally targeted Zhong Laowu, who was responsible for raising livestock in the side yard.
"Zhonglaowu, go and bring the egg to me first..." Yang Qian nodded, his eyes fell on Zhonglaowu and shouted.
After Zhonglaowu agreed with a sad face, he obediently ran to the side and brought a basket filled with eggs.
Yang Qian's face turned dark when he looked at the basket of eggs that looked like a big soup garden, and the eggs were bouncing as the basket swayed.
"Young master, look, these eggs are like soup gardens. They make people feel nervous just looking at them." Aunt Song said with a look of disgust.
"I have been in charge of our Yang Mansion's kitchen for almost twenty years, but this is the first time I have seen such soft eggs."
"If it weren't for the current situation in my house, I wouldn't be able to tolerate these chickens being so weird. I would have killed them all and buried them long ago to prevent them from turning into evil spirits."
Yang Qian remained silent, because the moment he gently picked up a soft egg and held it in his hand, the feed formula for laying hens finally changed...
Yang Deli played with the soft, white, and somewhat elastic eggs, and there was indeed something wrong with the formula given by the careless system.
The bottom of the note in the consciousness indeed showed new content: In 1994, the Poultry Feed Laboratory of Taix Company developed a failed formula of pure natural, pollution-free and hormone-free layer feed.
Experimental research found that although this formula can increase the production rate of laying hens, the natural calcium in the formula is difficult to be absorbed and utilized by laying hens, resulting in thin and soft eggshells.
In addition, due to the deviation of sulfur-containing amino acids in this formula, chickens will experience physiological hair loss...
Yang Qian walked not far away and saw the egg makers of the Yang family.
At this moment, almost all the feathers on the dozen hens had fallen off. Only the tail feathers and wings still had feathers remaining. Almost all the feathers on the rest of the hens had fallen off, exposing the red chicken skin.
All these hens seemed to be in high spirits. From time to time they would scratch the ground with their paws to catch bugs to eat, and they would cluck and cry. They did not appear to be sick or listless.
On the contrary, the rooster squatting among the hens had almost lost all its hair, but it did not have the majesty and confidence of the big rooster. Instead, it huddled in a corner like a plague chicken.
"Sir, look, this is the first time in my life that I have seen such an evil scene..." Aunt Song shook her head, still looking unable to accept it.
"Perhaps someone is jealous of our Yang family and has hired evil people who know magic to turn our chickens into goblins that lay soft eggs. How about I kill them all and hand them over to the temple, and ask the monks to chant a spell to suppress them?"
Lose……"
After hearing the words of this big and round feudal superstitious man, Yang Qian felt bad all over. What do you mean by a goblin who lays down soft eggs? What kind of despicable villain did you find who knows the magic of evil?
Yang Qian turned his head and forced a smile at Aunt Song, who was spitting all over the place.
"Aunt Song, actually you misunderstood. The reason why these chickens are like this is because they have eaten a feed that will speed up egg production..."