Let you go home and raise chickens, what the hell is this confinement center?

Chapter 170 Who would eat instant noodles when you have stewed rice?
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Lin Feng shook his head. He looked at the six piglets that had been born. "Actually, there are so many now. I think that's enough."

Coincidentally, the sow seemed to have stopped and there was no sign of giving birth.

Liang Feng shook his head, touched the sow's belly, and said with certainty: "There is more..."

"Normally, the average litter size for Ermin pigs is 11, and usually 12 to 14."

"There are usually 2 to 6 wild boars, and rarely 10."

“But I think that Ermin pig is the female parent, so 11 is not impossible.”

Lin Feng thought about it and felt that 11 piglets, which was twice as many as the ones next door plus one more, was not unacceptable.

It wouldn't be a problem to fence off a piece of empty land in his house to use as a pigpen.

Moreover, this cement house, which is 30 square meters in size, can accommodate 11 piglets.

"That's fine." He said with a smile in his eyes.

"If there are 11 of them, then when they grow up, I won't lack meat for food. Besides, they are mixed-blood pigs."

When Lin Feng thought about the future, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

It was pork from wild boar mixed with domestic pigs, which he had never eaten before.

As time passed, more and more people came outside, and Lin Feng and Liang Feng began to feel more and more numb.

"How many are there?"

Lin Feng mechanically wiped the mucus off the piglet's body.

His body could no longer support the squatting position, so he sat down on the straw, cross-legged and worked.

"Fifty."

Now even Liang Feng, a veterinarian, was a little stunned.

The key point is that he has not seen any signs of placenta delivery, which means that there are still piglets in the sow's belly!
"Fourteen."

"This is Little Fifteen."

“This is Old Sixteen.

"There won't be any more..."

Lin Feng looked in disbelief at the piglets scrambling for milk on the sow's belly.

Remember, this sow only has 14 buttons.

The sow's stomach twitched again.

Lin Feng looked at Liang Feng with hope on his face and asked, "Placenta?"

Liang Feng shook his head, "It's your little Seventeen."

"No, it's not my little Seventeen." Lin Feng shouted in his heart.

He skillfully found a piglet whose belly was round from drinking so much.

Pull it from the sow's buttons.

Put this little seventeen on it.

The surprise in his expression has been overshadowed by sadness.

There are so many of them. What if the mother’s instinct is not good? How is he going to raise them?

When they grow up, will ten acres of sweet potatoes and pumpkins be enough?

If everyone can eat as much as that big wild boar, he will be dead!
Even when cooking pig food, you have to cook several pots in turn.

"This is eighteen." Liang Feng handed another one to Lin Feng.

He was obviously very tired, but when he saw the "God wants me to die" expression on Lin Feng's face, he almost laughed out loud.

"Okay, okay, the placenta is out, it's over."

Finally saw the end.

Liang Feng cleaned up the placenta and Lin Feng cleaned up the last piglet. They were both almost collapsed from exhaustion.

When I went out, I found that it had become dark without me noticing.

As for the normal time of making dinner, no one knew how long it had passed, but no one complained.

Professor Li asked Lin Feng with a smile, "How is it? How many babies did you give birth to?"

"18!"

Lin Feng gestured, looking shocked.

Mommy Pig, you’re so awesome!
"Eighteen!"

There was an exclamation from the crowd, if not now it won’t work.

They must have rushed in and counted them themselves.

"This is too awesome."

Across the courtyard, Lin Feng heard the same sighs from the crowd as he had.

He was a little embarrassed, looked at the moon hanging in the sky and said:
"I'm sorry, it's a bit late today. Let's just have a simple pot of stewed rice for dinner."

"It's okay." Professor Li was very reasonable. He waved his hand and said:

"If you're tired, we can make do with instant noodles today."

"Yeah."

"It's okay, Brother Lin. It just so happens that we haven't eaten instant noodles for a long time."

The students also agreed.

One meal, two meals, they think it’s no big deal.

That's 18 mixed-breed piglets.

Lin Feng shook his head stubbornly and said:
"It's okay. I have to eat too. It's quick to make some stewed rice."

"It comes out in one pot, with vegetables and meat."

"Everyone wait a moment, the meal will be ready in about 40 minutes."

"Liang Feng, come and have dinner with us later."

"Stay at the service station or my house for one night, and I'll take you back tomorrow morning."

"Then I'll live in the service station."

As Liang Feng spoke, he handed the camera to Lin Yi first.

Then he took off the dirty protective suit on his body.

Add Lin Feng’s garbage and carry it together with other garbage to be dealt with separately.

He went straight to the service station, checked in a room, took a shower and waited for dinner.

Lin Feng also went home, took a shower, and went to the kitchen with the ingredients.

Stewing rice is very simple.

Dice potatoes, corn, carrots, sausage and mushrooms.

Place it on the clean rice and add a few tomatoes according to the taste.

Once the lid is on the pot, the rice is cooked and you can just season it and eat it.

Tomatoes and potatoes are both S-grade products from Lin Feng’s fields.

Corn, sausage, carrots, and mushrooms come from the system and are of far superior quality to those on the market.

Even if the rice is just ordinary rice and the cooking method is just the simplest stewing, it cannot resist the deliciousness of the ingredient itself.

When the lid is off, sprinkle with the prepared sauce and crushed tomatoes.

Just mix it evenly, the taste is so fragrant that the students, who are already hungry, start to feel hungry.

Smelling the increasingly strong aroma in the air, no one could say "I'll just eat instant noodles".

Who would still eat instant noodles when there is really stewed rice to eat?

Even Lin Feng felt that his stomach and intestines were rebelling.

Although it was fresh out of the pan and a little hot, no one complained about it.

They carefully exhaled the hot air from their mouths, fearing that the fragrance would escape with their breath, so they ate with great conflict and effort.

"It's so delicious! Brother Lin's cooking skills... are amazing."

"Even the ingredients are so delicious. Why is that?"

"Wow, it smells so good! After watching Brother Lin do it, I think I can do it too."

"No, people still need to know themselves."

"That's right. Everyone knows the 26 letters, but you can't pass the CET- or CET- just because you want to."

"..."

Listening to their discussion, Lin Feng was also eating his meal with big mouthfuls.

After a while, Lin Yi sat next to him and said:
"Han Dong stayed for a while and then left, but he said he would be back tomorrow, so you should keep an eye on it."

Lin Feng nodded and told him about Han Dong's situation.

After thinking about it again, he said something very pertinent.

"That's a stupid owner who loves his dog but feels very sorry for his dog."

Lin nodded and said, "No wonder I thought something was wrong with the Tibetan Mastiff, and you came back with Veterinarian Liang."

"Yeah, he called me to help."

Lin Feng, who was tired after a day's work, went to bed early.

But the dog father Han Dong took his Tibetan mastiff with its hair shaved off and really went to block the neighbor's door.

There was a man and a dog, and they were cursing each other nastily.

The key is, the voice is loud!

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(End of this chapter)