Song Zhenping listened carefully and looked at the book titled "Scientific Breeding Technology of Poultry and Livestock" in her sister's hand, full of awe.
It was the heavenly book that my sister took out from the treasure bag. The paper was as white as the clouds in the sky, and it was smooth and scary to the touch.
There are pictures above. The pigs, chickens, sheep and cows are all alive, and even their bones can be seen.
He didn't recognize it at first, but his second sister told him through gestures.
Gods really know everything, know everything, and know so much.
Not only does she know how to farm, but she also understands the postpartum care of old sows.
Now I even know how to raise rabbits.
Farmers in the Wu Dynasty raised pigs, chickens, cattle, sheep, mules and horses, but no one raised fish or rabbits.
When Song Zhenping heard for the first time that he could raise fish and rabbits, he was very surprised.
These things are found in the water and on the mountains. If you want to eat them, just grab them. Why bother raising them?
The most important thing is that no one knows what fish eat in the water and how to give birth to small fish.
The same goes for rabbits. No one has ever seen how little rabbits grow. It seems like a group of little rabbits appear overnight.
Moreover, rabbits cannot be caged, can dig holes, jump high, and have strong teeth.
The three rabbits that Song Liyun brought back were only kept in the basket for one night before they all bit off the canes and ran away.
Fortunately, the courtyard wall of Baolin Residence was strong, and the little rabbit was caught after running into the backyard to eat vegetables.
Now, Song Liyun is studying "Rabbit Breeding Technology". Anyway, there are a lot of vegetable leaves and acorn residues in the backyard, so he plans to raise three live rabbits.
The venue has been selected.
According to the technical instructions in the book, I borrowed the bluestone wall from the backyard wall, paved it with bricks and stones, and then piled earth to build a nest to create a rabbit hutch. I was no longer afraid of rabbits digging holes and escaping.
"The environment of the rabbit house should be kept dry, without water accumulation, and with sufficient light... Rabbits are afraid of heat in summer and cold in winter. Pay attention to fattening rabbits in autumn... Rabbits can be bred after three months, so they need to be raised
Feed nutrient ratio.”
Song Liyun blinked: It only takes three months to breed rabbits and give birth to rabbits. This reproduction speed is very fast! It is worthy of being an animal in the same category as mice.
Song Zhenping was secretly happy. In the future, she would raise more rabbits at home. The rabbit meat could be eaten, the rabbit skins could be used for clothes and mattresses, and the rabbit manure could be used for farming. It was great!
Next, Song Liyun stared at the book and frowned: "Brother, there is some trouble with rabbit feed!"
"What's the trouble? Don't rabbits just eat grass?" Song Zhenping looked over to read a book.
But he didn't recognize the rows of almost identical square characters on it at all, so he could only look at his sister with admiration and wait for Song Liyun, who could read the Book of Heaven, to read it to him.
"Well, let's take a look! Hey! The rabbit's feed formula is: 40% grass meal, 10% barley or corn, 10% wheat or oats, 10% fried bean cake, 10% wheat bran, fish meal, bone meal, meat meal
,Salt……"
Song Zhenping's eyebrows were knitted into knots, and she murmured: "The rabbit still needs to eat meat, so how can it eat better than me?"
Neither he nor Xiao An had eaten meat before, but now rabbits still want to eat meat.
Song Zhenping wanted to refute, but then looked at the "Book of Heaven" and swallowed the words back in his stomach. What the gods said must be right.
Song Liyun wanted to say that mutant rabbits would still kill people in the last days, but she swallowed her words back in fear of frightening Song Zhenping.
The brother and sister each had their own thoughts. They looked at each other and sighed at the same time.
After teaching Song Zhenping, Song Liyun still had something to learn.
She didn't know whether this era developed from a historical fork in the previous life, or was a mirror reflection of a parallel space.
The ruling class system of the Wu Dynasty is the same as in the impression, but there are some differences in the characters that can be written.
Anyway, this is a very strange history.
Song Liyun also needs to relearn the characters of Wu Dynasty.
Fortunately, the newly acquired slave Han Ming had been trained as a steward by his first master, and he had learned basic common words.
Now Song Liyun is starting to study. He doesn't need to write, as long as he can understand various deeds.
She originally pulled Song Zhenping and Xiao An to learn from it.
But sometimes when God closes the door, he doesn't leave the window open.
Song Zhenping missed the golden time of study, had no concept of cultural learning, and could not remember a word in three days.
Xiao An was even more confused about abstract thinking and had difficulty reading and writing. On the first day, he cried profusely and didn't even eat.
He was actually interested in the recipe pictures.
Hei Jin, who hadn't gone out since it started snowing heavily, stayed on the kang with Xiao An every day.
One person and one monkey are drooling over the pictures, and they can't get enough of them over and over again.
Song Liyun was a little absent-minded in her studies today. She was always thinking about what Boss Mu said about the Di people's habit of "winter raiding".
In her historical understanding, there was once a nomadic people who also had the habit of "threwing grass in the valley" in late autumn and early winter.
Their cavalry travels to support battles without special logistical support. They specialize in plundering civilians' food, grass and property, and then run away after the battle, leaving the garrison to rush around to contain them, causing misery to the border residents and villages.
But these things usually happen in border towns.
The broken gold is hundreds of miles away, so it shouldn't have encountered a catastrophe. What happened five years ago was caused by the collusion of internal thieves.
Now that Ruijin Town is no longer prosperous, and there is a guard station stationed there, the Di people will definitely gain more than they lose by coming here.
However, who can say clearly about this kind of thing.
The Di people rob and move away without a fixed target, and whoever encounters them will be unlucky.
Boss Mu is a former resident of Ruijin Town. His weather vane must be more accurate than mine. The price of food will rise, so he should stock up more.
Stock up for emergencies.
Although the food in the space can guarantee the three brothers and sisters' rations for a year.
But things are unpredictable.
Like Han Ming who suddenly took refuge in him, the old man at the Respect for the Aged Hall, and the woman who was half-fainting, accidents are inevitable.
If you have food in your hands, you will not panic in your heart.
As for the specific situation, she also wanted to ask Han Ming's opinion.
Han Ming was also a native of the Wu Dynasty. He had lived on the border for many years and had rich survival experience.
After thinking about it, Song Liyun fell into a deep sleep in the middle of the night.
Some people are bound to have sleepless nights tonight.
In the broken gold guardhouse, Luo Baihu's hurried steps back and forth revealed his anxiety.
He picked up the tea soup on the table and took a sip. The tea soup just delivered by the guard was so hot that he quickly spat it out. He couldn't help but cursed: "It's his grandma's fault. You want to burn me to death."
After putting down the tea soup, he went to the door and looked around. The person next to him finally couldn't stand it anymore and said in a deep voice: "Master Baihu, the news is not clear yet, sir, there is no need to be so anxious."
"Brother Zhang, why am I not in a hurry? Look, we worked hard to build Broken Golden Pass, but people don't come here anymore. It was not built in vain."
Luo Baihu spread his hands and said angrily.
"If you don't come here after repairing the fortifications now, you are not giving me, Lao Luo, face."
Quartermaster Zhang Zhong smiled bitterly. If a man from a hundred households wants military glory, he naturally wants to have a good fight.
But he, who was in charge of military supplies and logistics, didn't want to fight.
Although the salary for the past two months was delivered on time, it alleviated the tight problem in his hands.
But fighting a war cannot be solved simply by having money.