It has been three days since sweet potatoes planted, and the sun is sunny on the eighth day of the first lunar month, and the fog is still not dissipated. In the morning, Yang Tian and his elder brother Yang Wen both carried a racing pigeon in their hands and slowly walked towards the Ford Raptor. The racing pigeons that Yang Tian raised on a whim have grown to dozens of them after a winter breeding, and they tend to sprint towards hundreds. A group of Tebishangs bought when they were built in the year have been brought with them. It is the end of February, and this year's April 28 Pigeon Association, the May 1st Pigeon Association is about to begin. In order to prevent his pigeons from losing to the starting line, Yang Tian decided to gradually train the pigeons from today.

The reason why racing pigeons are precious is that they require time and require continuous feeding and training. A good racing pigeon cannot be achieved overnight. No matter how good the pigeon is, it cannot fly back from hundreds of kilometers by itself. In order to obtain a shortage of gold, everyone invented the term road training. What is road training? In fact, it is to gradually train racing pigeons within a certain distance according to the distance.

From birth to entering the race, it takes dozens or even hundreds of training, five kilometers, ten kilometers, twenty, forty kilometers, directional training, cross-training, and sometimes special thunderstorm training and night training. This is a complicated process, and each racing pigeon has injected the owner's hard work. Whether the cold wind is howling or the hot summer, you will always see someone on the roadside, on the hillside, in any place where you can let go, and let your dreams and hopes fly.

Although he was in the first training session, Yang Tian did not start from five kilometers or ten kilometers like others. He skipped the preliminary training and entered the 50 kilometers of fog training. This is not that he is very skilled, nor is he not knowing how to train and release. From the moment he started raising pigeons, he would spend time every day to take care of pigeons and learn how to breed pigeons online. Elementary nutrition solution and concentrate feeding, and animal language as an auxiliary technology, he has advantages that others do not have. His racing pigeons are extremely home-loving, and they have never gotten sick. Usually, they fly five kilometers or ten kilometers at home. If they train racing pigeons according to the requirements of others' training and release, it would be a waste of time.

Along the way, Yang Tian has seen more than five pigeon fans training and racing pigeons, some driving cars and some riding motorcycles. Perhaps these pigeons cannot win any big prizes, but this is their hope. There has never been a cold winter. The bitter cold wind in the fog is still the same, but pigeon farmers have not given up their dreams because of the cold wind, fog or thunderstorm. Many times they are together with their racing pigeons, growing and flying together.

When we arrived at the destination, we were on the side of an open highway. The time was exactly eight o'clock in the morning. At this time, the fog was still not diminishing. But a little sun was rising. Put the pigeon cage on the side of the road, Yang Tian took out a cigarette box, handed a cigarette to the elder brother, and then waited for the pigeon to rest before letting it fly.

"Brother, do you think that such a big fog can our pigeon fly back?" Yang Wen took the cigarette handed over by his brother and said.

He was a little unsure in his heart, and this thing was fun to say. But when he really wanted to let it fly, he was a little worried. From the day he raised the pigeons, these pigeons were raised by him, his younger brother and his father. He had devoted his feelings to each racing pigeon. Now he wanted to let it fly, at such a long distance, what should he do if he couldn't go back?

"Haha, brother, you don't have to worry about this. You can't even fly back at a distance of 50 kilometers. What's more, you don't know your brother's ability. Pigeons are at least a kind of poultry! As long as they are poultry, they are not poor, and I have confidence in myself. Besides, pigeon racing is the elite, and there will be elimination after all. Why not be better if you lose the flight? At this time, elimination is better than elimination when it comes to the finals. At least we have less worries in our hearts."

Yang Tian shook his head to comfort him. He believed in his own pigeons and his skills. His own pigeons knew in his heart. When they communicated in animal language, they were not fools. Look at their elves, there was no panic in the pigeon cage. They all looked leisurely, and some guys even dozed off.

"That's right, but I..." Yang Wen wanted to say a few words, but suddenly he saw a Toyota parked next to his car. Two men were holding a flying pigeon cage in their hands, and dozens of racing pigeons were piled up next to each other.

"Brothers, you can also release pigeons!" A bald man smiled and walked towards Yang Tian and the others.

"Well! Brother, where are you, you guys, look at this posture, there are quite a few pigeons!" Yang Tian also replied with a smile.

"We are in the main urban area of ​​gqing. This year, we will put it in Lanzhou, Gansu. Today we will come here to let the pigeons explore the way, and we can also touch it. Brothers are your surname." The bald man smiled and placed the racing pigeon next to Yang Tiange cage, scooped out cigarettes and gave it to Yang Tian and the two brothers each and said.

"Don't let your surname Yang! This is my elder brother. You can't get in the journey of Lanzhou, Gansu! You have a courageous spirit! Your surname is your elder brother." Yang Tian replied.

"Haha, my name is Li Yang, and others call me goats. This is my pigeon coach Zhao Jun. There is no way! Now there is no money for a distance and there is a public loft race. It is boring to play a short distance, so I can only go farther. By the way, brother, the public loft you entered this year seems to have a lot of pigeons!" Li Yang was very familiar with everyone and smiled when he saw it. Racing pigeons are his secondary industry. In the past ten years of raising pigeons, he has won him a lot of honors and money. He looked at the two big pigeon cages on Yang Tian, ​​and initially estimated that there were thirty or forty pigeons.

"I didn't hand over a single feather on the public shed." Yang Tianbr/>⊫⊥He knew that the public shed was actually called a pigeon racing shed or a pigeon riding shed. As the name suggests, it is a public shed. It is a place for racing pigeons to fly and compete in a unified competition. In fact, it is to put the racing pigeons in a unified racing shed, and centrally manage the competitions held after training.

Public awning competitions are mostly known for their high participation fees and high prizes. The current public awning competitions in China range from five to six million to tens of millions. Among them are car grand prix, pig prix, etc. The first prize winners are often as high as hundreds of thousands or even millions, and the winning pigeons have instantly increased from the previous hundreds or thousands of yuan to the height of tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands.

Yang Tian knew it was one thing, but not handing over the public shed was another. He never fought a battle that he was unsure of. He was a little confused about raising racing pigeons in the first year, and he didn't know how his racing pigeons were. After all, it was a competition of thousands of feathers, and he didn't raise them himself. God knew whether the pigeon flew well or badly

"What's the matter with the public shed?" This time he spoke not Li Yang, but Li Yang's pigeon coach Zhao Jun. He looked confused and his excited lips kept trembling.

Zhao Jun is a man who loves pigeons and is particularly good at learning pigeons. Just now, he took advantage of Yang Tian and Li Yang to look at the racing pigeons raised by Yang Tian. It doesn't matter, but the important thing is that this guy never left the eyes since the first sight of the pigeons. Although he didn't take a closer look, he still had the eyes of judging the pigeons. He saw that the racing pigeons in the pigeon cage were all charming and bright in feathers. Like an isosceles triangle, it gave people a different kind of beauty. Even if he found a pigeon in the teaching department, it was just like this. There was also that look, the kind of jingle and inconspicuous leisure towards people, with a bright light and clear appearance.

Such a good pigeon was simply a waste of not scooping into the public shed to compete. If it is a soldier, he should go to the battlefield, and if it is a good pigeon, he should go into the public shed. Only a few thousand or tens of thousands of pigeons can the racing pigeons show its nobility and ability, and prove its value. In Zhao Jun's heart, Yang Tian's behavior is an insult to the racing pigeons and a contempt for the racing pigeons.

The sudden words aroused everyone's confusion. Li Yang looked at Zhao Jun's expression and hurried to Yang Tian's pigeon cage to see Yang Tian's racing pigeon. He suddenly felt like he was struck by lightning. After five years of colleagues, Li Yang understood Zhao Jun's intentions best. Looking at the two cages of carrier pigeons in front of him, his heart was filled with scents. Before he could say hello to Yang Tian, ​​the owner, he took out the magnifying glass placed in his trouser bag with one hand and grabbed the racing pigeon in the flying cage with the other hand.

Good guy, I saw that the pigeon's eyes were clear and bright, and the eyes were actually orderly; the cloud-like sand piled together, the four words old, oily, dry and bright were wonderful in the eyes of this pigeon. That's not all, look at the skeleton of the racing pigeon, with light and powerful wings, and the four feathers in front of the main feather were parallel, and the wings were generally like a lily window, dense and airy.

Li Yang took a cold breath and grabbed five birds in a row. This is a typical example. He didn't regard racing pigeons as humans. He finally understood why his coach was so panicked. He hadn't encountered such a good pigeon in his life. As a result, everyone was like this. Isn't this a blow to people? Let's look at the leg rings that they matched for racing pigeons. This year's small competitions, the small prize was actually used for such a good racing pigeon. The sky was angry and the people were resentful!

His sister is so popular that she is so angry that she doesn't play public loft races. She asked her to let go of the racing pigeon in her hands. Li Yang looked at Yang Tian with a resentful look. At this time, he really had the urge to rush to beat Yang Tian. The racing pigeon that he couldn't even ask for was here actually treated as garbage. Oh my God, why did you let me meet him?

At first, Yang Tian did not stop Li Yang and the other two because he knew that this was actually a way of communication between pigeon fans. Many pigeon fans like to see how the other pigeons were when they met, and to judge them by the way. But later, Yang Tian looked more and more wrong. Why did the two people reveal envy and anger? What's going on?

After a while, Li Yang calmed down his mood. At this time, he had an idea. Since the other party scoops such a good pigeon to play a small race, why buy them to make a breeding pigeon by himself. So he thought about it and said, "Brother! To be honest, it is a pity that you don't play a public loft race if you don't play a public loft race! If you can give up your love, I want to buy two breeding pigeons to play a public loft race. I just don't know what you think, of course the price is not a problem. As long as it doesn't exceed my ability, you can drive it as long as it doesn't exceed my ability."
Chapter completed!