Chapter 193 Down

A few days later, the ducks and geese were scattered back into the shed, basically ten in each shed. The results were gratifying, and each shed had a good situation of stability and unity. The fat man was so happy that he kept muttering: "Look, it must be harmonious with yin and yang."

The next job is to take turns scattering ducks and geese to let them know their own doors. When they arrived at the vast world outside, these guys became obviously excited. They probably had too little space in the shed, and they were quite frustrated.

The monkey-playing man also found a whistle and held it in his mouth, blew it constantly. The fat man listened for a long time before he realized that it seemed to be "one, two, one".

However, only the one hundred big geese followed his command, and walked in front of the monkeys, and they followed behind them.

The fat man couldn't hold back his laughter when he saw it, so he asked to open two goose sheds together to try it. As a result, he rushed in and entered his own house. A male goose wanted to take advantage of the situation and went to visit someone else's house, but was twisted back by the male owner.

"Okay, now we can sprinkle them all out, let's do a big gang to coax them." The fat man led everyone to open the door of the shed, and the ducks and geese inside rushed out like a tide. What a magnificent scene.

Everyone surrounded and blocked the criminals who tried to escape back to the group. The guys looked around and looked down from time to time to find some snow to let out two people. They all seemed quite leisurely and there was no large-scale riots.

The fat man wiped the sweat beads on his forehead: "Brother Monkey, your whistle must work, otherwise when spring comes, if it is spread all over the mountains and fields, it will be broken if the management doesn't come back."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the sound of flapping his wings, and dozens of wild ducks flew up.

"These guys are the hardest to manage." The monkey-playing people are far from reach. Although they all have wings, their wings are very useful.

The monkey-playing person is actually very dedicated. Before feeding every day, he blew the whistle hard until the ducks and geese clatter and then fill in the food. It is estimated that the conditioned reflex will soon form.

"Tomorrow, I will also be a big gang coaxing me to take the food trough outside, which is both easy and sociable." The fat man gave him another suggestion.

The monkey nodded: "Fat brother, kill all the useless male ducks and geese. I think the feed is draining too quickly, and there are more than 600."

"Yes, I'll go back to call a taxi tomorrow." The fat man saw that the Tencent Factory was basically stable, so he prepared to go back and take a look.

Riding a bicycle, the fat man walked back. Although winter has just begun, the temperature is more than ten degrees below zero. However, relying on his physique, the fat man is only wearing a jersey and long-dressing pants, wire gloves on his hands, and a small felt hat on his head, which is not cold at all.

And the more I rode, the hotter it became. Finally, the fat man simply hung the felt hat on the handlebar and rode forward naked. When he arrived at the frog factory, the fat man jumped out of the car and prepared to go over and take a look. The ice surface was frozen.

Unexpectedly, when I was wiping my sweat, my palm accidentally touched my ears, and it felt hard. Although there was cartilage in my ears, it was not so hard. The fat man was shocked: No, it must be frozen and hard!

The fat man has heard many similar rumors in the village, saying that he had frozen his ears in winter, but it turned out that it was not an exaggeration. When he was riding his bike just now, he naturally became more domineering.

But he rode his body so hard that his blood was boiling, and his ears were slow to transmit blood, so he became frozen and hard without realizing it.

The fat man's shock was extraordinary. He recalled it carefully in his mind. It is said that he must not touch it hard. The frozen ears are very crisp and will fall off easily if they are pulled hard. If they become one ear, they will be ruined.

The cat lowered his waist, grabbed two handfuls of snow beside the road, and placed it on his ears and rubbed it gently. When he entered the mountain last year, the fat man heard Wang Sanpao say that he should not immediately cover frostbite with hot things, but should rub it with snow first to wash out the cold air inside, otherwise it would rot and die in two days.

After rubbing for two minutes, I finally felt my ears softer and I felt conscious. It was like a needle.

The fat man breathed a sigh of relief: "It's so lingering. I guess my ears have been kept, but it's inevitable that I will lose a layer of skin." Now he finally knew that his body was slightly better than that of ordinary people and had not reached a very perverted level. In the future, it would be better to do things according to the rules when walking in the mountains and forests.

After entering the village, I went directly to the owner of Che and told me about pulling ducks and geese. It was probably six or seven cars. The owner of Che agreed and then saw the fat man's red ears: "Why are you so red? Is it frozen?"

The fat man nodded repeatedly: "I've rubbed it with snow on the road, and I'm scared. I didn't pull my ears down."

The owner of the car stepped forward and pinched the fat man's earlobe: "Fortunately, it's not the twelfth month of the tenth month, otherwise your boy's ears will be scrapped."

After saying that, he took out half a bottle of Yunnan Baiyao from the drawer, stirred it into a paste with wine, pulled a bun of cotton, and rubbed it on both ears of the fat man. This was the end.

Then the car owner asked someone to take the car. The fat man went to Wang Sanpao's house and discussed with him about the duck and big goose. Wang Sanpao immediately set up a temporary pot outside, called Dajiao's sister-in-law, and told her to find more old ladies.

The fat man started to burn the stove when he got home. After a while, Qiqi got off school. Seeing that the fat man's ears were yellow, he couldn't help but say, "Fat Uncle, what are you doing?"

"The ears are too short. Your boss and grandpa told me a secret recipe. You can grow up by applying medicine. You can try it too." The fat man likes to play with Xiao Qiqi the most.

Qiqi blinked her big eyes for a long time, then shook her head: "Qiqi doesn't want to have two rabbit ears."

Dabianzi heard them quarrel, and walked over and saw it, exclaiming: "Brother Huang, your ears are frozen, and they are swollen!"

The fat man yelled: "It's okay, I've applied medicine. I just watched my body grow fat, and my ears have to keep up."

Big Braida was angry and laughing, and pushed the fat man onto the kang: "Stay honestly."

"It doesn't matter, there is no delay in other places. If you don't believe me, try it." The fat man said carelessly, then felt a little ambiguous, so he chuckled.

The big braid also had a red glow on his face, and he hurried to the outer room to cook. The fat man felt itchy: "Do you have to take advantage of the slack farming to get things done?"

Just as he was thinking about something beautiful, Qiqi came to ask about the Tencent Factory. The fat man was just thinking of this: "By the way, when the fat uncle takes you to see the owl on Sunday, that guy is so powerful. Catch the mouse and pinch it with his hands."

When Qiqi heard this, she immediately moved, stretched out her little finger and hooked the fat man's thick finger: "Fat uncle, let's pull the hook."

"Okay, but I have to take A Zi and the others, and ask them to compete with the owls. Who is the mouse catching champion?" The fat man used a little trick. Qiqi was indeed not as cunning as him, and happily agreed.

While eating, Wang Sanpao's bold voice came from outside: "Fatty, come out and kill the big goose and the duck--"

"It's so weird to ask me to be a butcher if you don't have a good thing." The fat man cleaned the rice in the bowl, put on his clothes and left.

"Wear the hat." Big Braida found a dog-skin hat and put it on the fat man's head. Qiqi was going to go, but was pulled by Big Braida.

When I arrived at Wang Sanpao's house, I saw that the cart was parked there. Water was already burning in the pot, and two horse lanterns were carried by tree branches next to it, which was illuminated.

Wang Sanpao held a pig-killing knife in his hand, picked up a duck, grabbed the two arms, pulled the duck's head back, pinched it with his fingers, and muttered: "Duck, don't be upset, I'm born to be a knife, I'll kill you with a knife this year, and I'll be back next year."

After saying that, he wiped the knife on the duck neck, then grabbed the two duck legs, carried it upside down, and began to control blood in a large basin.

"Uncle San, what are you chanting? It's not the mantra of rebirth, right?" The fat man listened to it fresh.

"Hehe, it's just to relieve doubts." Wang Sanpao said with a smile: "It is said that if you kill too many chickens and ducks, you can't get through Jishan and Yashan if you die. It's all superstition."

Bigfoot sister-in-law was giggling next to her: "Uncle San, then you'd better bring a hunting rifle. There are too many wild animals you've killed in this life."

When the duck blood was finished, Wang Sanpao threw the dead duck to the ground, and immediately a woman came over with a noodle bag and pulled off the fluff under the duck's breasts.

The fat man slapped his thigh: "Yes, isn't this just down? If you make a down jacket, it's going to be warm."

"What is a down jacket? We use it as a fur pocket, which is about the size of a mattress. It's so hot when I sleep. However, I can't save a fur pocket in three to five years." My big-footed sister-in-law has never heard of what a down jacket is.

"Well, this hairy pocket sounds good, let's do more and send it to the People's Liberation Army on the mountain. They all slept on the bed." The fat man was also inspired and immediately thought of the person who needed hairy pocket the most.

"This idea is good, and the mountain is more bitter than ours." Wang Sanpao agreed very much: "These more than 600 ducks and geese are more than 30 hairy pockets, and then they will send some duck and goose meat to them. The soldiers of the country gave us a lot of things."

After killing twenty or thirty, Wang Sanpao stopped. At this time, the water in the pot was about to be opened, and it was probably 80 to 90 degrees. It was just right for the duck to fade.

So he threw the duck that had been plucked in, flipped it with a wooden stick, and started rubbing the hair down. Soon, the white ducks were out of the pot, and the owner of the car next to him led two people to open the fur.

Heart and liver and duck gizzards are all good things, and they are specially placed in a large basin. The fat man saw that the car owner did not even throw away the duck cutlery and duck intestines. He used a knife to spread the duck intestines, scraped the dirty things inside, and then put them in a black pottery basin to soak.

After working hard for a while, more than 600 ducks and geese were all placed neatly on the curtains, hang wax with water, and put several pots of heart-to-liver duck gizzards. Of course, there are two pots of duck intestines from the owner of the car.

The down is filled with more than a dozen bags and several sacks. This thing floats and takes up space.

The fat man waved his hands: "Take down all the house, and tomorrow my sister-in-law went to the supply and marketing cooperative to pull cloth, and then make fur pockets, and the money was counted into our company. These ducks and geese will be divided tomorrow. There are two ducks in the family and two big geese. Now, they are not slaughtering pigs. Let's taste the meat first."

Everyone carried all the things into the yard with all their strength. The owner of the car shouted, "I don't want that anymore. These intestines are better than anything else. Come and get them if you want them."

Everyone waved their hands repeatedly: "Uncle Boss, let's keep it for yourself to enjoy it."

"I don't know. This thing is the most delicious." The owner of the car shook his head and sighed. It's a pity that the delicious food cannot be shared.

The next day, when the captain shouted, people gathered at Wang Sanpao's house. The little kids were the most excited and screamed and wanted to stew the big goose.

As a result, many wild boys were slapped: "It's good to stew a duck, and the big goose is kept for the New Year!"

The wild boys hugged their heads and begged for mercy, and laughed on their faces. Actually, it would be nice to stew a duck.
Chapter completed!