Chapter 1: Be a Happy Salted Fish(1/2)
"Young Master, don't study anymore. If you study again, Alang will be angry."
"Our Chen family is a big family. Alang said, "What kind of books do you have to study and what kind of official position you have to be? If you cause trouble for your family for nothing, the young master can't be more down-to-earth. He will eat and sleep at home and eat, and then find a few girls to have more babies. Wouldn't it be comfortable?"
"Young Master, what do you want to listen to the advice? Why don't you listen to the advice? Your Majesty will be really angry when you study later."
On the side, there was a man in a green dress and a slutty hat chatting.
Chen Zhengtai looked confused and his mind was in a mess.
When I woke up, the world was different.
Who is this guy in front of you?
What a mess, little lady, giving birth to a baby? Think I am a breeding pig, breeding?
Be calm.
"Hey, young master, what is this?" The man in a green and pure hat pointed to the corner of the room.
Chen Zhengtai subconsciously looked at it...it was his own mountaineering bag.
ah......
It's a hell.
When I woke up, I not only became another person.
But my own mountaineering bag has come.
Isn’t this a soul traveling?
Chen Zhengtai remembered that yesterday he was carrying this huge mountaineering bag and carrying dozens of kilograms of supplies to a secluded mountain village.
What is hidden in this mountaineering bag is a necessity for sending it to the small mountain village.
But now... I have traveled through time by myself.
A stream of memory poured into my mind.
Suddenly... Chen Zhengtai suddenly understood something.
Three years of Zhenguan.
The direct descendant of the Chen family in Mengjin.
Although the former famous family seems to have some signs of decline now.
As for the man in green clothes and plain hat around him, he was his servant leader... Chen Fu.
Chen Fu looked at Chen Zhengtai with a melancholy expression, as if he was worried about the young master of the Chen family.
The young master is really hardworking, so it won’t work like this, and it will make Alang angry.
Chen Zhengtai glanced inside the house.
This is a wing room, the room is spotless, and the candlelight shines brightly. The walls are covered with white landscape paintings, which are antique. All the furnishings are like an unfolded scroll, which seems simple, but can also show the original owner's temperament.
Three years of Zhenguan...
The prosperous Tang Dynasty is about to begin.
A promising monarch led a group of the world's top civil and military officials and created a glorious era.
When Chen Zhengtai thought of this, he was a little excited.
But...what can you do?
He was a little lost.
Suddenly...the eyes lit up.
"Oh no, oh no, it's too late, it's too late." Chen Zhengtai suddenly shouted, and his eyes looked at the mountaineering bag that was traveling with him in the corner: "Hurry, hurry, hurry and find a few sows for me."
"What?" Chen Fu looked at Chen Zhengtai with a confused look on his face.
Just now, I seemed to have mentioned a few little ladies, and the young master said a few sows.
Hey, it's quite a parallelism.
In the past, the young master shouldn’t have let himself cook a cup of tea to study. Is it easy for the young master to read?
Why did it suddenly?
Chen Fu suddenly shook his body, and an idea passed through his mind. If the young master doesn’t study, is he enlightened?
Chen Fu actually exuded a faint joy all over his body. This was a feeling of happiness and steadiness, and the Chen family was saved.
"Go quickly."
"Oh, oh, go now, go now." Chen Fu did not dare to neglect, and he applied oil to the soles of his feet and ran away in a flash.
"It's really strange." This time, it was Chen Zhengtai's turn a little confused.
By the way... I have to find a few sows myself. Shouldn't the other party have some questions?
Judging from his appearance, he seemed very happy.
No matter what.
Chen Zhengtai no longer has time.
He hurriedly got up, went to the corner, and opened his hiking bag.
Sure enough, the supplies in the mountaineering bag are still there. The supplies in the mountaineering bag are all supplied to small mountain villages, including rice seeds for spring plowing for villagers, and medicines needed by village doctors.
Of course, there is also...
Chen Zhengtai took out a glass bottle from his mountaineering bag, which was made of thick liquid.
This is a pig breed purchased for the village, this is a treasure. You know, although pig domestication has been around for a long time, the evolution of pig breeding has been underway.
It is now the Tang Dynasty, and the pig breeds are still very primitive. At this time, the pork was never castrated, it was very savory, and the taste was particularly bad. There were very few people who ate pork. Later generations knew that castrated pigs were very delicious. Moreover, a pig could grow 200 kilograms of meat in half a year, which was unimaginable in the Tang Dynasty.
Oh, I'm going to get rich.
The shelf life of pig breeds is only seven days.
Chen Zhengtai didn't know whether the pig breed would be invalid during the time travel process, but if we counted by time, it had been four days since he bought the pig breed. If he didn't use it, it would be really expired.
Anyway, you have to give it a try.
After all, modern pig breeds were almost nuclear bomb-level for the ancients.
The Chen family is already in full swing.
The young master got up early this morning and didn't read.
The young master asked everyone to find the sow.
And it also needs to be of good quality.
Suddenly, everyone from the Chen family smiled with relief.
After more than an hour, Chen Fu led a few servants and found a few sows.
Seeing Chen Zhengtai's eyes lit up, he immediately took out something that was unknown. Oh, he washed his hands, and then he got behind the sow's PI stock and started to tinker.
Chen Zhengtai found a plastic syringe from his mountaineering bag, pulled out the needle, pulled out the pig breed in the jar, and then...
The people standing by the side watched were all feeling distressed.
They heard the sow humming uneasy.
Mr. Chen, while fiddling, had an "evil" smile on his face.
Young Master, do you still have this hobby?
Chen Zhengtai is familiar with this.
It’s just artificial breeding, which is not a problem for Chen Zhengtai. You know, Chen Zhengtai’s last life was a military enthusiast’s biggest hobby every day was to watch seven sets of military columns. After watching for a few years, although his military knowledge did not increase much, he was familiar with postpartum care for sows, agricultural meteorology, and insect removal in orchards.
Just a manual JING, a little meaning.
After a busy life, it was finally done. Chen Zhengtai cleaned his hands and sighed, hoping that it would be successful. If it did, the Chen family would be prosperous. Other people's pigs produce 100 kilograms of meat and slaughtered in a year. Chen's Rongchang pig breeds are slaughtered in June, and at least 150 kilograms to 200 kilograms of meat can produce at least 150 kilograms to 200 kilograms of meat.
Looking back, the person who was stunned seemed to realize his gaze, so they all pretended to be fine and did their own things. Some looked up at the sky, some looked down for fear of stepping on the ants, and some were holding brooms and scratching.
So strange...
However... Chen Zhengtai has always been a person who can take things as he goes with the flow, and he is very heartless and doesn't matter.
"Come on." He hooked at Chen Fu.
Mr. Chen suddenly had a strange habit, but this seemed not a bad thing. Chen Fu was overjoyed. He hurriedly stepped forward and nodded and bowed: "What are the instructions for the young master?"
"Can you raise pigs?"
Chen Fu's mouth was as big as an egg: "..."
"In the future, you should take good care of them. If you get piglets, you should take care of them more carefully. This is important and is related to the national economy and people's livelihood, and it is not careless."
Oh...this is the national economy and people's livelihood.
Chen Fu felt that the young master regarded him as a mentally retarded person.
To be continued...