MTL - Shanwa Small Rich Farmers-Chapter 798 pet style

  Wen Xu and Huang Fuguo walked to the side of Parker and his party, and were about to say hello. Who would have thought that Parker had already seen the two of them and opened his mouth first.

   "Hi Huang!"

   After Parker said something to Huang Fuguo, he pointed at Wen Xu, maybe because he felt that Wen Xu was a little familiar, or because he couldn't remember what Wen Xu's name was, so he said in his mouth, "Who are you...Who are you?"

   "Wen Xu, from Wen Family Village!"

  Wen Xu introduced herself with a smile, but the smile on her face was a bit awkward.

  Parker slapped his forehead when he heard what Wen Xu said, "Wen from Wenjia Village!"

   "You speak Chinese much better than when you first came here!"

Warmly gave Parker a small compliment. In the past, this old guy with a bad memory, who speaks Chinese, was at best a weird-looking writing (thank you), lihao (hello) and the like, but now he actually speaks warmly. I can understand everything. Although the tone of voice is a bit weird, it took a lot of effort to make Chinese like this for more than a year.

  Hearing what Wen Xu said about his Chinese, Parker's old face was very happy, and he said modestly: "So-so, so-so, not worthy of your praise!"

  Wen Xu had no choice but to laugh a few times, and Huang Fuguo stood next to Wen Xu with a smile on his face.

   "You are?"

"I'm more interested in this kind of long-haired rabbit!" Parker pointed at the long-haired rabbit in the cage: "I'm going to take a few to the research institute in the provincial capital to breed and study poorly, let Xiao Wang come and help me choose rabbits ...".

  After hearing old Parker's explanation, Wen Xu realized that he didn't come to provide experience in raising rabbits, but he fell in love with these long-haired rabbits and planned to do some research.

Originally, Wen Xu was going to have a hahaha with old Parker, but just now when the old man saw him, he couldn't even remember his own name, so the original conversation suddenly became much smaller, and he chatted with Huang Fuguo to the pig Circle walked over.

  There are still quite a few pigs in the Jianpen, with more than a dozen litters, large and small.

"This side is all sent by you. The piglets are almost grown, and they can be killed at the end of the year. Over there, they are from the army. They are all big white pigs. They don't taste good, so we raise fewer pigs today. , there were only three of them, and all of them were males. Most of them were killed, and the meat was sent back to the division one after another. Come on, I will take you to the next one to have a look. There are hybrid wild boars in it.” Huang Fuguo directly walked around several pigpens with warmth, and stood beside the westernmost one.

  Wen Xu stretched out his head to look inside, and saw a black old sow, with ten piglets running beside him. All the piglets had brown and yellow stripes on their bodies, and they were the offspring of wild boars.

   "You want to show it off to me? How come you haven't seen that big boar in our family? Such a hybrid pig is normal in my family!" Wen Xu looked at it and immediately said to Huang Fuguo.

   After finishing speaking, Wen Xu turned his head and saw Parker and his group standing there again, and then whispered to Huang Fuguo's side: "Where did you come from, you rabbit?"

   "The soldiers brought it, didn't I tell you just now, the things here are either given by you or brought by the soldiers from their hometown when they visited relatives," Huang Fuguo said.

  Warmly said: "You have to be careful when dealing with these Americans, maybe they want to get our good species from China to the United States!"

  Huang Fuguo said: "Is it not possible?"

"What's not to say, I'm not saying that old boy Parker would do this, he's just a stupid scholar, but you look at him, he's interested in this kind of long-haired rabbit, maybe he thinks that this rabbit fur can do something Well, some things may seem worthless to us, but they may be worth money in the eyes of others. We give them away for free, and when they take the things and earn our money, we won’t be able to cry at that time.” Wen Xin Said.

The elbows on Wen Xu’s side are all inwards. Anyway, he is very interested in things that foreigners are interested in. Of course, it’s like Peking Opera, Tai Chi, and foreigners can take whatever they want. Wen Xu raised his hands Welcome, but I am very concerned about the rare species unique to China, especially for commercial use. If it is useless, it is best to rot in your own bowl. If foreigners want it, I’m sorry, just take the money!

Chinese people sometimes feel that the things in their own country are not good. Isn’t there a saying that the moon in foreign countries is round? Now, with the improvement of the domestic economic level, people are more and more fond of domestic things, such as local chickens and black pigs. And so on, everyone knows that when it comes to taste, this native food tastes good enough. It's a pity that these things are hard to find now. In the past few decades, there were too many foreign pigs and chickens.

   Speaking of this, Wen Xu glanced at it, and found a black forehead protruding from the side. At first, Wen Xu thought it was a pig, but after a closer look, it didn't look like it was a black bear.

   "Yo, you also have a bear here?" Wen Xu asked curiously.

  Huang Fuguo said: "Why, you can raise two bears at home, but our army can't raise them? You are only allowed to light the lamp, but I am not allowed to set fire?"

   "You can raise it, you can raise it, you have guns in your hands, if you can't raise it, you don't have to bully others" Wen Xu joked with a smile.

   "Black squad leader!" Huang Fuguo yelled at the black bear, and then saw the black bear happily ran to Huang Fuguo's side with its calves.

"We are neighbors with your Wenjia Village. If we don't raise some wild animals, it would be too expensive. Look at your village, it's like a zoo. There are bears and crickets, and now there are even tigers!" Huang Fuguo said with a smile.

After finishing speaking, he reached out and touched the black bear's head, and explained the origin of the black bear: "The soldier found it while patrolling, and it must have been poached with the female bear. Look, there is a scar left on the body scar".

   Having said this, he stretched out his hand to remove the hair on the back of the black bear's head. In fact, Wen Xu saw it without having to remove it. A palm-length wound was conspicuously hanging on the bear's body.

  The black bear seems to like Huang Fuguo quite a lot. He hugged his legs and stood up with his hind feet.

   "It's not easy to survive like this. If you survive a catastrophe, you will have good luck!" Wen Xu also hated poaching.

"The bullets are wiped from here. If it goes in, it will be fine!" Huang Fuguo said: "But you are right when you say that you will be blessed. Now it is an extra staff here. It is responsible for guarding here. It works at nine in the morning every day. It's five o'clock at night."

Huang Fuguo said with a smile: "Don't look at this guy as a bear, but he's smart. Every day he gets stuck coming here, and then goes back a little bit. When he arrives at the camp, he insists on sleeping with the soldiers in the Datong bunk. In the morning, the black squad leader But it's still **** up..."

   Seeing Huang Fuguo's expression, Wen Xu understood that this little black bear must be a cute pet in the camp.

   Just as he was thinking about it, the phone in his pocket rang.

  Wen Xu took it out to have a look, and found that it was Wang Zhe who called.

   "Hey, I'm in town, why did that guy suddenly have this look?" After speaking, Wang Zhe casually sent a short video to Wen Xu, which was less than ten seconds long.

  Wen Xu clicked on it to take a look, and saw a one-meter-high stage erected on the open space in the town, with a slogan written on it, XX Peking Opera performance artists performed publicly. There is also an introduction next to it, which brazenly writes about promoting Peking Opera culture, free public performances and the like.

  XX is of course the one who was cleaned up by Wen Xu. After a few days of recuperation, the swelling on his mouth disappeared, so he came out to complete the following tasks and performed publicly in the new town.

  The point of the whole video is not this, but that a Beijing TV station came to interview, and this guy whose mouth has just subsided, pretending to be in front of the camera, talking about the promotion of Peking Opera culture, his responsibilities and obligations as a Peking Opera worker.

   "Alas!" After watching the video, he couldn't help but sighed warmly.

When Wen Xu was watching the video, Huang Fuguo also took a few glances. Seeing Wen Xu sighed, he opened his mouth and said, "What's so interesting about this? I just sang one word for a long time. Oh, I want to smash the TV. How about the whole pop music?" Songs or something, or just show a movie, if it’s not a blockbuster, it’s a Kung Fu movie,” Huang Fuguo said.

"You are so old, why is your mind still so restless? Peking opera can only be enjoyed with a peaceful mind!" Having said this, Wen Xu suddenly felt a little disgusted when he thought of this horrible thing, so he sighed again He breathed a sigh of relief: "Good skills may not necessarily have good character!"

  Although I don't like the character of this character, I am sure of his warm singing. It's just that I feel that the singing skills are inversely proportional to the character, which is a bit embarrassing.

   "How to say?" Huang Fu asked curiously.

Wen Xu then told Huang Fuguo about this and said: "Shang Zhen asked him to sing in the town for free for a month, but who knew that this guy would play a side ball and make himself taller! If If you don't know the bottom line, you might be fooled by this person's performance!"

Huang Fuguo curled his lips indifferently after hearing this: "I'm sure that you are not in the mood to entangle with him about these details, I think you are really, if it were me, I would beat him up on the spot, what? It's just an actor! I spend money to listen to the opera, not to spend money to find someone to flirt with."

   "Okay, let's not mention this person anymore, let's make trouble!" Wen Xu waved his hand and said.

  Following Huang Fuguo around for a while, his legs are a bit slender, thanks to Wen Wen's good physique, otherwise, walking around for a day and then walking around like this is really unbearable for ordinary people.

   Looking around at the 'logistics base' of the radar station, Wen Xu felt a little problem, that is, the area of ​​the greenhouse is a bit too small, and the area of ​​the bare cabbage field is a bit too large.

  Tell this to Huang Fuguo, and Huang Fuguo's explanation makes Wen Xu a little wry.

   "I've run out of money, why don't you, Wenjia Village, give us a little sponsorship?"

  Following the trend, Huang Fuguo actually became related to Wen Xu.

   "You...You guys will also have no money?" Wen Xu suddenly felt that he was also involved.

"You think that as long as we ask for it, the military sub-district will give it to us! You don't know how hard our radar station was built, and the cost has doubled compared to the original one. Now we need to allocate funds for the construction of the greenhouse, and the division headquarters is not good. Open your mouth!" Huang Fuguo said.

   "No wonder Political Commissar Xu has a weird face when he heard that I'm coming to see the vegetable field. Is the feeling waiting for me here?" Wen Xu said with a smile.

   For this requirement, Wen Xu must meet it, but if it is 70%, it is 80% that Wen Xu is happy with. Anyway, it is impossible to meet 100%.

   "Give us a third row?"

  Who knew that Huang Fuguo opened his mouth directly in the next sentence.

Wen Wen shook his head: "Three rows can't fill up this place for you? Two rows will do, start here, and in winter, the two sides will be blocked like this, and a plastic greenhouse will be used in the middle, so it's fine if there is no wind." .

  When Huang Fuguo heard it, he thought it was a good idea. With two more rows of greenhouses, there would be no need to store the Chinese cabbage in winter, and he could eat fresh ones directly. So he immediately nodded in satisfaction: "Sure, let's just have two rows! With these two rows, we can enjoy fresh vegetables all year round, and we can still fish at the foot of the mountain. If the bad winter here is not counted, our radar station has the best conditions."