Chapter 2583 From today, Qin Sanli, you are popular
Cheng Chubi nodded, waved his hand and said.
"No matter whether it is a cow, a horse, a donkey or a pig, artificial insemination technology can be used for all types of livestock for optimal breeding and breed improvement."
"But now, your father is busy with horses, so the cows will be let out for a while, and other livestock will be brought in after the improvement of Tang Dynasty's horse breeds is completed."
Li Ke looked at Brother Chu Bi who was talking so eloquently, and he always felt that there was something wrong with what he said. But looking at Brother Chu Bi's look, he thought it was probably unintentional.
Cheng Chubi looked at the two tall, strong, fat and strong Zebu confidently, feeling very pleased with himself.
This kind of zebu is said to have a bad temper. Haha, it has a bad temper. How can it be as grumpy as a buffalo that wants to go up to people all day long?
With a set of cow nose rings, no matter whether it is the Cow Lady or the Bull Demon King, they can only accept their advice and become an obedient, submissive and well-behaved little sweetie.
"Cheng Fa, take these two cows home when you turn around."
After hearing the Third Young Master's instructions, Cheng Fa nodded his head repeatedly, stepped forward happily, held the rope, patted their fat and strong bodies with satisfaction and said loudly.
"Third Young Master, these two cows are really fat."
Hearing this, and thinking of his family's customs and habits, Cheng Chubi quickly gave a solemn reminder.
"...Forget it, don't send it to the government, take it directly to Cheng's University and tell those people majoring in animal husbandry that it will be taken back and used as breeding cattle."
"Brother Chu Bi, what should we do with that Tianzhu monk?" Li Ke reluctantly watched the two beef cattle, which could produce nearly a thousand kilograms of beef, leave and raised a new question.
"I'll lock him up for ten days and a half. I'll deal with him later when I have time. Let's go and continue to compile the manuscript."
"In a few days, the Luoyang Xunbao will be printed. We must quickly sort out the contents of the first issue."
Cheng Sanlang, who was short on time and had heavy tasks, sighed and strode towards his office.
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Since the first issue of "Luoyang Xunbao" got off to a good start, it has been warmly welcomed by the people of Luoyang and the people of surrounding prefectures and counties.
Because the content focus is different from that of "Chang'an Xunbao", many people now buy two copies of the newspaper together.
Early in the morning, Prime Minister Fang got up early, washed up, stretched his hands and feet, and then wandered to the study.
I picked up the cup of goat milk and drained it in one gulp, then slowly began to eat the reasonably nutritious breakfast.
While eating breakfast, I read the newspaper sent by the housekeeper Fang Shen.
Soon, his attention fell on the "Luoyang Xunbao" and opened a brand new column on the second page.
The first serialization of the novel "Memoirs of the Blood Sea of Tianzhu" has officially begun, narrated by Qin Sanli.
Fang Xuanling only briefly glanced at the nondescript narrator's name and lowered his gaze...
The setting sun is like blood, reflecting on the earth. What should have been a lush green field has been covered with countless broken limbs and broken arms.
A shrill cry sounded in the sky, and countless vultures were circling in the sky, their eyes soaked in blood like the setting sun.
Looking down greedily, the bodies were torn apart and exuding a strong smell of blood...
As soon as the article started, Fang Xuanling stopped chewing food and frowned, despite this writing technique.
Fang Xuanling, who was in Xuefuwuche, seemed to be too straightforward, but he caught the eye immediately.
In front of my eyes, there seemed to be a scene of a withered battlefield after a tragic battle.
In the text, Fang Xuanling saw in the distance, the injured who had not yet died were struggling desperately, begging feebly, longing for a way out.
And a war elephant whose body was covered with arrows and covered with bruises was staggering, and from time to time, it let out a wail that resounded throughout the battlefield.
In the end, the exhausted war elephant fell weakly in front of a spring that was completely stained red with blood.
Those eyes that were staring at death reflected countless vultures rushing towards this side...
It wasn't until Mrs. Lu came over to urge her that Fang Xuanling quickly put down the newspaper, hurriedly took a few bites to fill her stomach, picked up the newspaper and hurried towards the door of the house.
It's so attractive. It's just on the way to go to court. It's a good pastime to read such a wonderful serial novel.
There are many ministers who share his thoughts and practices. At this moment, many scholars in Luoyang City are deeply attracted by the newly appeared serial novel "Memoirs of the Blood Sea of Tianzhu".
Some people even began to ask who the narrator Qin Sanli was and whether he was really such a person.
Qin Sanli, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly felt the ground shaking, and he sat up in an instant with excitement.
Then his eyes suddenly bulged, and he looked extremely nervous as he looked at a room full of old brothers.
After all, these old brothers were panting like cows and staring at themselves with naked eyes, as if they were a plate of fattened meat.
"Brothers, if we have something to say, what do you want to do?"
"Lao San, Lao San, you are really amazing..."
At this moment, the housekeeper Qin Dali came to the front and slapped Qin Sanli on the shoulder quite hard.
"Brother, can we talk to you if we have something to say?"
"Third brother, you are really famous. The master asked you to come over and you reported it. Tsk tsk tsk. If I had known better, I should have snatched this task from the beginning."
"Okay, everyone, get out of here quickly. Third brother, hurry up and pack up. I want to see you."
Qin Sanli hurriedly put on his clothes and picked up his shoes. He had just left the house and not far away when he heard an excited shout.
"Uncle Sanli, you are really awesome. I have made you famous." But it was the eldest son Qin Huaidao who shouted at him with an envious face.
"Huaidao, let Sanli come in quickly." Then he heard the voice of Master Yi Guogong Qin Qiong coming from inside the house.
Qin Sanli bowed to Qin Huai and quickly entered the house. He saw Master Qin Qiong raised his head, shook the newspaper and said with a smile.
"You kid, it's okay, it's actually been in the newspaper."
"This article is so wonderful that it made my blood boil with excitement, as if I had witnessed the fighting on the battlefield back then..."
"The things in this article are all from your personal experience?"
Qin Sanli sat in front of the old man, looking at the old man who was now completely recovered but with frost on his temples, he smiled honestly and shyly.
"Sir, I don't know. Cheng Sanlang just asked me to provide some materials. I really don't know what he wrote specifically."