Chapter 217 217 Precious Anti-Inflammatory Powder

Chapter 217 217. Precious anti-inflammatory powder

After squeezing out the stuff, Master Zhang wiped the wound with the prepared iodine cotton ball, and the whole thing was done.

It was not until then that everyone reacted: "Did the pig faint from the pain?"

Why else would it not react?

"Ah?" Master Zhang was shocked: "Not really!"

He then quickly rummaged through his bag and took out a packet of anti-inflammatory powder from it and sprinkled it on.

This time the preparations were really complete!

Song Tan quickly let go, and the little wild boar lost its spiritual energy. At this moment, it groaned and stood up quickly, and then rushed to the pigpen without looking back!

"Bang!"

It hit the railing head-on, and was knocked unconscious, and was quickly sent in by everyone in a hurry.

After being sent in, it squeezed into the other pigs, looking energetic and particularly strong.

Master Zhang: ...

"Why isn't it afraid of pain? It doesn't feel anything at all?"

It can still run and jump. Many people keep it healthy. Even piglets are not so lively. Could it be that wild boars are not only thick-skinned, but also strong?

He looked down at what he had just squeezed out, and then breathed a sigh of relief: "I thought I didn't do the operation well, and it wasn't injured. I wouldn't have used anti-inflammatory powder if I had known."

Until then, Song Tan realized: "Is it over?"

"Yeah, it's over."

Master Zhang was putting away his alcohol and cotton balls, and sighed:

"The conditions are really good now. In the past, after cutting, pinching a handful of wood ash and sprinkling it on was done. I even used iodine anti-inflammatory powder on it!"

Master Zhang felt that he was professional and generous, and it was justified for him to stay for dinner.

The group chatted again and went down the mountain in a lively manner. Only Song Tan and Zhang Yanping stood at the door of the pigpen, looking at the lively little wild boar in surprise, and felt that they had learned a lot.

When she sent them off, she remembered that her own babies, although the boss said that he could come to collect them if there were paparazzi, they couldn't keep giving birth. Could they be sterilized in the future...

"No, no!"

Zhang Yanping shook his head frantically: "You'd better take them to the city to get them sterilized. This method is too rough."

He felt pain in his crotch when he saw it.

However, just after he finished speaking, he saw the wild boar hit the railing again and snorted at him. It was obviously time to eat.

Zhang Yanping:...

Song Tan made the decision: "There are eight babies, five of them are males. Send them to the city for sterilization. It will cost at least 2,000 yuan. It's good like this."

With the spirit, maybe the babies will be willing.

The female dog can be sent to the hospital later.

Zhang Yanping didn't want to look at the little wild boar anymore:

"Let's go, let's go back."

Song Tan turned his head and looked at Dabai: "The king is on patrol, you stay here and watch carefully, call me if there is anything."

Dabai's little eyes stared at her, and then he squeaked again, stretching his neck to poke into his hand.

Song Tan quickly retracted his hand.

No, no, is it easy for her to gather that little spiritual energy? I gave it to the pig, so I won't give it to the goose today. If I have to give it, I will give it to the king. Look at their king, how considerate!

Not long after the two went down the mountain, there was another rustling sound in the jungle.

The king came out of the bushes with a black and gray thing in his mouth, and jumped lightly, and then entered the railing again.

It loosened its mouth, and saw another piglet smaller than the little wild boar shook its head, stumbled to its feet, arched its nose around, and then squeezed into the pigs familiarly.

When she got home, Qiao Qiao had just finished her get out of class. Song Tan realized it at this time: "Oh, Master Zhang, you didn't take a video just now."

"Yeah," Master Zhang also remembered it, and at this moment he slapped his thigh with great regret.

Song Tan also felt regretful: "I should have let Qiao Qiao go live just now."

It's been a long time since I last live-streamed, so I have to find some more materials, but Qiao Qiao's class time is quite long now.

She walked over to discuss with Xin Jun: "Teacher Xin, Qiao Qiao had a live-streaming account before and could make some money. If you don't mind, can you live-stream the class? You can point the camera anywhere, and you don't have to show your face."

It's mainly to maintain the account update volume.

Xin Jun was also quite curious: "Qiao Qiao's live-streaming account can also make money?"

It sounds simple, but it's not that easy.

He really wants to take root here now - his own farmhouse is specially designed by someone, with garden courtyards, bonsai, rockery, ponds, everything, good environment, good food, and warm service.

But if you really want to talk about it, compared with the tight farmyard of Song Tan's family, there is really something missing.

But what exactly is missing? He couldn't explain it clearly. At this moment, he just wished he could be a tutor for thousands of years. At this moment, he had long forgotten the food supplied by his family. He just wanted to keep eating, and it didn't matter if he was fat.

What's more, Xin Jun also knew how important a profitable project was to Qiao Qiao, so he agreed immediately:

"Okay. There are many live learning rooms on the Internet now, which are also good."

Qiao Qiao couldn't wait to pick up the pig food bucket:

"Mom, you are doing surgery on the piglet today. Doesn't it need to eat something good? I'll go and feed it now."

Wulan didn't go up the mountain to see it, but the piglet that had just been sterilized did need some supplements.

She thought about it, and added the roots of the onions, garlic, coriander, etc. that she picked from the vegetable garden, the kitchen scraps that she made when she cleaned up lunch today, and even the weeds that the free strong laborers pulled from the fields on the mountain...

As long as it was edible for the pigs, she added everything.

Including eggshells, wheat bran, and dried corn, mixed into the bucket, two full buckets! If Qiao Qiao hadn't become stronger recently, she really couldn't carry it.

Although these are definitely not enough for the six pigs, after they finish lunch, the remaining food can still be mixed with rice bran to feed them again...

"Add some water and mix it, and carry it over."

There was nothing on the land in the first half of the year, and Tan Tan didn't allow too much feed, so she just wronged the pigs. In the second half of the year, the food will definitely be a good harvest.

When Wulan said this, her eyebrows and eyes were full of smiles.

Oh, their pigs are not picky eaters, they eat everything, and they are so strong.

Thinking about it, she suddenly regretted castrating the little wild boar. After all, they are in good health and don't look like they will get sick. If their old sows really give birth, it shouldn't be a problem, right?

But the pigs have been castrated...

After thinking about it, she touched her baby son's head again: "Good boy, it's a good thing to have many pigs on the mountain. Don't hide it. Feed them as many times as you want. As long as they can eat and are not hungry, it's fine."

Qiao Qiao nodded, finally relieved, and promised loudly: "Okay! I got it!"

10.22 No tonight, too sleepy, tomorrow, three in the day.