Lin Gao Qiming

Chapter 316 Nick's Career ([-])

As time went by, the material conditions of the farm gradually improved.Nick's horse breeding business also began to flourish.The farm rebuilt the permanent stables according to the requirements of raising horses, established a special water supply system for horses, and set aside a small piece of land as a fence for horses to move freely.

In order to solve the problem of concentrated feed, he went to the Planning Commission several times and obtained permission to purchase or collect oats, alfalfa and other beans and miscellaneous grains in the purchase list.Wu Nanhai also promised to include these feed varieties in the plan when planting.All winter, he has been running around looking for the right feed for the horses. To breed them in the spring, he has to fatten the stallions and mares-feeding grass alone can only keep the horses alive.

Fortunately, after the Goujiazhuang was conquered, there were a lot of miscellaneous grains in the large amount of grain seized.As if he had found a treasure, Nick ran to Ma Qianzhumu's place to grind and soak for a whole day, and finally got all the beans except soybeans, mung beans and red beans - including the leftover bean dregs from making tofu in the future. He also told Wu Nanhai that it should be used in horse feed.

"I still want to feed the pigs." Wu Nanhai felt it was a pity.

"Feeding horses and pigs is a waste. There are few dishes that can be cooked now. Let me make fried bean dregs for everyone, which is also a dish." Aunt Tian, ​​who is in charge of the canteen, said.

"Let's forget it." Wu Nanhai said, "It's only strange if everyone doesn't scold him to death."

"It's not unpalatable. Stir-fry it with mutton fat and large oil, then put some green garlic, fragrant..." Aunt Tian gestured, "Snowflakes!"

"Lack of meat oil, that thing relies on oil to enhance the flavor. Otherwise, who will eat the dried bean dregs?"

Nick said, "Pigs can't pull carts, and we don't need pig cavalry."

"Okay, I've convinced you." Wu Nanhai gave in, "It's up to you."

Thanks to the supplement of miscellaneous grains and bean curd dregs, the horse herd was in good condition throughout the winter—and the horse herd has expanded. Through purchases and seizures, there are now 25 horses in Nick's stable.Most of them are already capable of daily service, whether it is pulling carts or driving animals.

Although Wu Nanhai is average in every professional field, he is indeed a good leader.Nick thought, at least he would listen to everyone's opinions and ideas, and would not ignore anyone-including the long-term foreman on the farm.

The fence gate outside the stables was closed, and inside there were several teenagers in gray military uniforms tending to the horses.Seeing Nick coming back, these half-children all surrounded him.

"Boss Ni, why doesn't this horse listen to me?"

"I want to wash the horse's hooves, but what if the horse doesn't scratch the hooves for me?"

"How to clean the hair on the horse's brush?"

"Chief, the horse kicked me..." Some people were "honorably wounded".

They wear the red collar patches of the artillery and are cadets of the artillery.According to the regulations, the artillery cadets of the Army have to take turns to serve in the stables of the farm one day a week: washing the horses, learning how to trim hooves, shoeing horses, walking horses and so on.These trainees have greatly lightened Nick's burden, enabling him to focus on horse training, establishment of pedigree and breeding management.

"Don't worry, speak slowly."

Nick comforted everyone and asked a boy who worked in the stable to take the big iron back to the stable first.Nick is always in good spirits when it comes to horses.

"Washing a horse's hoof requires the skill of grasping the horse's hoof." Nick said, "Little Tartar, you come to brush the hoof of 'Sai Yang'."

The horses collected from this space-time are named after the processor names of Intel and AMD.It’s just that the aborigines can’t figure out why a good horse is not called a tiger race or a dragon race, but it has to be called a “sheep race”. Do Australian sheep run very fast?

"Yes!" The little tartar agreed loudly, and led "Sai Yang" over.

The little Tatar's name is Dashi, and he is not a Mongolian. According to himself, his hometown is from Henan.After the disaster in his hometown, he wandered all the way to Guangdong.Just because of his curly hair, he was given this nickname by the students of the same period.

The little tartar was short. He followed Nick's instructions and lifted the horse's front legs to the mid-waist, and raised the horse's legs with both hands.Did not expect it to be completed so smoothly.Just as Nick had demonstrated, he held the horse's hoof with his left hand and put it on his lap.But as soon as the hand was released, the horse's hoof slipped off the knee.The little tartar quickly jumped away, with a worried expression on his face whether he would be kicked.

"Don't be afraid," Nick reminded him, "You're grabbing the horse's hooves the wrong way, try in the opposite direction."

He tried to grab it in the opposite direction, and it really was much stronger than before.With a brush in his right hand, he brushed the dirt off the horse's hooves.Every time the brush touched the horse's hoof, the horse moved its legs from time to time.At this time, the little tartar's expression became tense.At last he brought over an iron bucket filled with water, and cleaned the soles of the horse's feet with a broom.

"Remember to hold on to the horse's leg while you're scrubbing, if you let it go it'll step on your foot, or get angry."

After washing the horse's feet, he applied the hoof oil to the horse's hoof according to Nick's instructions. It took Nick a long time to get Wu Nanhai's application for this hoof oil.

"Okay, now wash the hind feet too," Nick said.

The little tartar hesitated for a moment: "Will you kick me? Kicking someone with a horse's hind legs will kill you..."

"Don't be afraid. I'm watching." Nick reassured him

The hind feet are more terrifying than the front feet.The little tartar grabbed his hind left leg with both hands and tried to hug him but failed, but the horse didn't kick him, which relieved him a little.So I hugged it hard again, but this time I hugged it very easily.

But cleaning was still very laborious. Whenever the horse's hoof was about to slip off his body, he would try to lift it up again. Finally, he finally cleaned all four horse's legs, and the little tartar was already drenched in sweat.

"Nice job," Nick agreed, even if it took a little longer.

"A horse is a very precious and useful animal. If you want it to serve you, you have to take good care of it, understand?"

"Yes, sir!" the future artillerymen answered in unison.

Nick then gave some pointers to the others, and then inspected whether the moving horses in the pen were in normal condition before returning to the stable.

The tall stables are one of the landmark buildings of the farm. Not only the local aborigines were amazed when they saw it, but also the people who traveled through were full of curiosity about this building.The whole building is of brick and wood structure, long and has a tall spire.The ventilation and lighting are very good.The ground of the double-row stables is all compacted concrete.The bedding is changed every day to ensure the cleanliness of the stables - they lack veterinary medicines, so cleaning measures must be strengthened to ensure that the horses are less sick and not sick.Yang Guigui also sprinkled lime on the entrance and exit of the stables every day as a simple disinfection measure.

Since the increase in horses, Nick's men have also increased in manpower.He disliked the ignorance of those who had experience in raising horses that Wu De had found from the indigenous immigrants, and a lot of experience in raising horses was completely wrong.So just don't have any.

"Correcting a mistake is more difficult than starting from scratch with a blank slate."

So Nick only selected two half-year-old children named Shengbao and Laibao from among the children assigned to the farm to help. These two children have gone through the literacy class and are now officially his apprentice.

He told Shengbao to fetch water and feed for "Big Iron".The mating stallion needs to ejaculate twice a day.Therefore, rich nutrition is especially needed.For this reason, he specially obtained a special ration of eggs and millet from Wu Nanhai.Eggs are used to supplement protein. As for millet, it has a very good effect on improving the blood quality of stallions.

Noble brought clean water from the outside, and Nick taught him how to wash "Big Iron"'s genitals, especially washing his penis with cold water - this was taught by Yang Baogui, which is said to be good for penis secretion.

"Big Iron" is a stallion they have high hopes for. As a tie horse, it has the blood of many top stallions in the world.Including Ardennes, Anglo-Norman, Bel Schulen, Anglo-Arab and many more.It is an excellent draft horse.It is of great significance to the future agriculture, military affairs and road transportation of traversers.In addition to breeding it with Tieling mares, Yang Baogui is also planning to use it to breed with Yunnan mares.

After cleaning the "big iron" and taking care of the apprentice's attention, Nick hurried back to the house and prepared to rest for a few hours.Recently, he was really exhausted: he started to feed the horses at 3 o'clock in the morning, fed the last fodder until 21 o'clock in the evening, served the horses, taught apprentices, collected processed feed, and did administrative work... hardly an hour was free.

There was a constant smell of horse manure in the room, but Nick didn't dislike it at all, because he was too tired and didn't want to take a bath, and he was afraid of soiled sheets, so he laid a straw bunk at the door of the house and slept directly on it, with the Just change it.Wu Nanhai joked that Nick is like a horse now.

He woke up after less than two hours of sleep. There are many things during the breeding season, so he usually dare not sleep too much.I looked at my watch, it was almost noon.My stomach growled with hunger.He got up and brushed off the grass stems on his body, poured some water from the earthen jar into the washbasin and washed his face.Ready to go to the cafeteria for lunch.

Suddenly the phone rang, it was Yang Baogui.

"Come to the Lotus Root Pavilion for lunch, Wu Nanhai treats you."

The Lotus Root Pavilion is a special place for corruption in the demonstration farm. There is a small lake next to it. Now it is full of lotus roots, so everyone calls it that.

"What do you do with a treat for no reason?"

"I'm not asking you, but I'm asking you to be your companion. By the way, this matter has a lot to do with your horse breeding business. You must come!" Yang Baogui hung up the phone after finishing speaking.

Does it have a lot to do with the horse breeding business?Nick couldn't figure it out.

When I came to the Lotus Root Pavilion, it turned out that Wu De, the People's Commissar of Civil Affairs, was invited.After chatting at the table, Nick found out that it was Damei Village's idea that Yang Baogui was playing.

Speaking of which, the idea has been around for a long time.During several months of horse breeding practice, Nick also knew that the overall climate and environment in Lingao were not suitable for the life of horses.Moreover, the site is too narrow, and now only the open areas on both sides of the Wenlan River are suitable for grazing horses, but this area has either been reclaimed into farmland or included in the future reclamation plan of the agricultural department.It is impossible to reserve a large area of ​​land for raising horses-after all, planting is the top priority, and food production is directly related to the scale of raising horses.

Although barn feeding combined with extensive use of silage and concentrate can raise horses at a relatively high density in the existing space, the climate here is too hot and humid, which is not good for the health of the horses in summer.Moreover, the long adaptation period for a sensitive thing like a horse to an unfamiliar environment is also a headache.Horses obviously don't have much "sexual interest" in places where they feel unpleasant and uncomfortable, and their natural reproductive rate is also low.This is why Yang Baogui is eager to engage in artificial insemination.

Yang Baogui went to the high mountain area several times after the New Year, just to see if he could open up a summer mountain pasture there. The mountain vegetation is lush, the climate is cool and pleasant, the natural fodder is abundant, and there is clean water. Horses and other large livestock A suitable place for summer.

The most ready-made place is naturally Damei Village, a small village built on the ruins of Goujiazhuang, which is firmly controlled by the Transit regime.There is a water source near the village, and there are nearly a thousand acres of valleys and slopes that can be used for grazing and growing fodder.

But this matter has to be nodded by Wu De, who controls all civil affairs.

"I have no objection to building a ranch in Damei Village." Wu De said, "It's just that the road to Damei Village passes through the county seat. Does it affect you?"

"That's what you said," Yang Baogui disagreed, "If you want to say this, Bairen City is only a few kilometers away from the county seat? Besides, isn't the surrounding area of ​​the county seat now under our surveillance?"

"That's not bad." Wu De nodded, "But after you build a ranch there, you will lack strong protection. Damei is more than ten kilometers away from here, and the road has not been hardened, it is just a simple road. Happened It will take at least half an hour for reinforcements to arrive after the incident. You have to rely on the militia from Damei Village to protect the ranch."

"Damei Village didn't go to Xi Yazhou to grasp the regime building and militia training in person. It can't be too bad."

"No matter how good it is, it's just armed with swords and spears. Besides, there are only twelve members of the basic militia after rigorous training." Wu De drank a glass of wine, "There are fifty households in Damei Village, 260 men, women and children. There are 64 males from 64 to [-]." His memory is very good, and his counting is very accurate. "You should know that Lingao is a place where banditry is very serious. If you raise dozens of horses in Damei , [-] strong men may not be able to stop a large group of bandits--money is touching."

"Exaggerated? Just twenty or thirty horses—"

"No exaggeration." Wu De said, "Do you know how much a horse sells for in this time and space?"

"Ten taels?"

(End of this chapter)