My 1978 Hotel

Chapter 102 Li Feng's family came to the car again
Li Feng was a thick-skinned man, but he couldn't hold it back. "Postpartum care for sows"—that was a rather impressive title. Aside from Wu Desheng, it was the first time the others had heard of this pig farming book. For a moment, they looked at Li Feng with strange eyes.

Damn, the system is such a jerk. You could give me an Ordinary World and make do with it. Even though White Deer Plain is a bit pornographic, we could probably earn some royalties by revising it in a more healthy way. At the very least, if we could make a few more short stories like Red Sorghum, they'd probably qualify as literary works.

You are doing postpartum care for sows. Li Feng thought that as time goes by, he will become famous. If he publishes a book or attends a meeting in the future, people will ask him about his representative work, postpartum care for sows. It would be a bit embarrassing.

Even if he won the Nobel Prize in Literature, it would be his masterpiece, his first novel-length novel, "Postpartum Care of a Sow." Imagine bringing a sow on stage to accept the award—it would be worse than roasting a suckling pig.

Forget it, forget it, the royalties are important, let's put the other things aside for now, I'll wait for a chance to write some good works and then summarize them. Who says that great writers can't have a hobby of raising pigs? A sow is still a female, and it's normal for a writer to like females.

Mo Yan writes about his mother, I write about sows, in fact, it's the same thing, he raises his mother, I raise sows and they can give birth, this comparison makes me win. Thinking of this, I am even more awesome than Lao Mo, and for a moment I feel a little proud.

Wu Shengnan looked at Li Feng with a smug look on his face. He was so shameless that he was invincible. Other men would feel embarrassed to be gynecologists, but you, who writes about postpartum care for sows, look so proud and complacent.

Wu Desheng was also quite amazed at Li Feng's thick skin. Such talent was worthy of being a cadre.

"Come, come, come. This is Comrade Zhang Tianzhu, Deputy Director of the Pig Breeding Institute under the Provincial Agricultural Technology Institute. This is Comrade Li Yun, Technical Director of the Regional Pig Farm. This is Comrade Xia Fengzhu, Editor of the Provincial Agricultural Technology Publishing House."

Li Feng shook hands with other county pig farm deputy director Huang Chengxiang, technician Liu Dalei and others one by one. Director Huang of the county pig farm was especially enthusiastic. Li Feng felt that he regretted meeting him too late. However, the two middle-aged comrades from the province and the region looked at Li Feng with some suspicion.

After all, Li Feng looked young, at most in his early thirties, so how could he write such a technical book? Besides, they got some information on Li Feng on the way, saying that he was an educated youth settled in the production brigade, which did not mean he was a professional.

This time, their goal wasn't just to publish the article; the most important goal was to demonstrate the effectiveness of Li Feng's postpartum care for sows. The province and the region had recently conducted several study sessions at pig farms, with promising results.

The publishing house also contacted other provincial agricultural technology publishing units and conducted a rough search, but found no signs of plagiarism. Even so, they were still not reassured, especially since Li Feng was so young.

Zhang Tianzhu, deputy director of the Provincial Agricultural Technology Institute's pig farming department, glanced at Li Yun, director of the regional pig farm's technical department. Li Yun nodded. He had just contacted Zhu Xueqin, director of the local Maya Commune pig farm, and technician Wang Yanjun.

The commune pig farm happened to have several sows that were about to give birth. Postpartum care for sows is a comprehensive pig farming technology that focuses on feeding the sows before and after delivery, delivery, postpartum care, and raising piglets.

"Leaders, the venue is ready."

Zhu Xueqin was incredibly attentive to his superiors, and Wang Yanjun was even more so. Li Yun, the technical director of the regional pig farm, was his teacher's teacher, and he was eager to help him. As for Xia Fengzhu, he was the editor-in-chief of the Provincial Agricultural Technology Publishing House. Even the deputy director of the county's Revolutionary Committee accompanied him, let alone their small pig farm.

"Secretary Gao, Secretary Wu, let's go to the pig farm first."

"Listen to the leader."

Gao Tianmin and Wu Feng had no objections. Since Director Wu had already agreed, what else could they say? "I'm afraid we'll have to examine Li Feng a little bit," Han Anjun followed behind, thinking to himself, "I'm afraid this guy is going to get straight to the point."

"Definitely."

Wu Xiaofeng said softly, Li Feng is so young, if you want to write novels or something, after all, it is fictional, so you have to have some talent, but postpartum care for sows is an agricultural technology book, and the real technology cannot be achieved by random fabrication.

"Do you think Li Feng can really raise pigs?"

Wu Xiaofeng was actually quite skeptical, and Han Anjun frowned. "I think so. After all, if he couldn't, his background would be exposed even if he wrote this book. Li Feng already has the foundation to be published in People's Literature, so there's no need to lie about raising pigs."

Wu Xiaofeng was surprised. After all, pig farming skills are nothing compared to being a writer like People's Literature. She figured anyone who wasn't stupid wouldn't do something like that. "Didn't Shengnan say that Li Feng went to the commune's pig farm today to buy some piglets?"

“That’s true.”

Han Anjun wondered in his heart where on earth his father had picked up such an amazing person. He was lazy and slack in farm work, and he wanted to eat meat every two or three days. If these weren't mentioned, most of the "five black categories" were like this.

But he does have talent. He can write articles that are published in major magazines. That's fine, but now he has also written agricultural technology books on pig farming. This is nonsense. There is always a sense of disconnection. How can this person have so many talents, and they are not seemingly related.

This was really strange. Han Anjun couldn't figure it out at all. What was going on? Alas, strange, strange. As they were talking, they arrived at the commune pig farm. Twenty or thirty pig farm workers were already waiting in front of the pig farm.

"what?"

Hou Yonggui, the farm employee in charge of selling piglets, looked at Li Feng with some surprise as Zhu Xueqin greeted him with a smile. "Isn't this the guy who came this morning to buy piglets but didn't have a letter of introduction?"

"Why is Director Zhu so enthusiastic? Is he some relative?"

Hou Yonggui's heart trembled at this moment. This was not good. He hadn't given him any face in the morning and almost kicked him out the door. Just as he was about to say something, someone pulled him. "Team Leader Hou."

"what happened?"

"A sow has given birth."

"It's born! What should I do? The boss just came over." Hou Yonggui was a little nervous for a moment. It was really unfortunate that they were in such a hurry. "What's going on? Didn't they say that no sows are going to give birth in the next few days?"

"Alas, it's because the director ordered him to go in circles. He's been driven back and forth like this. I'm afraid he must be angry."

"Damn it! Okay, I get it. I'll get over it." Hou Yonggui thought to himself that it would be of no benefit if he couldn't get in touch with these leaders, but if he ruined a litter of piglets, he would probably not be able to do his job as a team leader.

"what happened?"

Zhu Xueqin glared at Hou Yonggui with a displeased expression. He was not even talking to his superiors, so why was he moving around so recklessly? "Director..." Hou Yonggui repeated what the pig farmer had just said to Zhu Xueqin. "How could this happen?"

"Okay, you go ahead."

Li Yun had unexpectedly seen this scene and quietly asked about the sow giving birth. This was quite a coincidence. "Director Zhu, it's just right. We are here to exchange ideas. Since we have caught up, let's go and take a look."

Zhang Tianzhu heard this and said without hesitation, this sow giving birth is no joke, it's an emergency, it just happened to happen. Li Feng didn't expect it to be such a coincidence that the sow gave birth at the commune pig farm.

Let's talk. Li Feng has delivered thousands of sows and over ten thousand piglets in the simulated space, and he's given artificial respiration to at least a hundred piglets. Hou Yonggui didn't expect that all the leaders would follow him to the sow breeding area instead of going to the office.

Pig farms these days are very different from those of later generations. The best part is that the sow-producing area is just a cement floor and brick buildings, which is quite nice. Compared to other areas, it's quite clean. The smell isn't too strong, after all, it's cleaned every day, but the disinfection and other procedures are a bit irregular.

Li Yun and Li Feng had a good chat, especially when Li Yun asked Li Feng for some advice on sow production area construction from time to time. It's no wonder that Li Feng really knew about this. There was no way, as there were more than ten reference books on sow postpartum care.

Li Feng basically memorized it and added about ten completion points. Li Yun was stunned when he heard it. Modernized, industrialized and technological sow production areas, the concept of future pig farms, wow, Li Yun was really stunned.

He didn't quite understand this stuff, but it sounded very impressive. Li Feng hadn't expected that his casual talk about the future of pig farming would completely stun the director of the regional pig farm's technical department. "Teacher Li is truly insightful."

"No, it's just some superficial opinion, don't take it seriously."

Modestly, Li Yun now somewhat believes that Li Feng can write an agricultural technology book like postpartum care for sows, which is the Bible of pig farming. Could it be that the pig farming industry has not produced a genius for a hundred years? Otherwise, how could he have such a talent?

"How could this happen?"

Hou Yonggui led the way, but when they arrived at the pigpen, they found that the piglets had been born, more than ten of them, which was quite a lot, but they were all dead. Each piglet was covered in purple and blue, and they were dead.

"what happened?"

Hou Yonggui stared at the pig farmer who had just reported to him, and the farmer's eyes turned red. "Team Leader Hou, just now...how could this happen?"

"What's the point of saying this now?" Zhu Xueqin's face turned pale. He was afraid that he would be in trouble. He had originally planned to take his leader to have a good look at his work and see if he was doing a good job. But now, he not only failed to sell his good work, but also sold his son.

"Director Zhu, don't be anxious."

Zhang Tianzhu looked at Li Yun. "Director Li, take a look at this?"

"Hard to say."

Li Yun did not expect to encounter such a situation where the entire litter of piglets would have problems.

"There are still some alive."

Following Hou Yonggui's call, everyone looked over and saw that there were indeed a few of them making some movements.

"quick."

Everyone was a technician, and they knew these piglets might still be saved. "Writer Li?" They didn't expect Li Feng to jump in, even grabbing a purple piglet before anyone else.

Li Fenggang took a quick look and found that two-thirds of the piglets had died long ago, leaving only one-third, about four or five. Two of them were in relatively good condition, but the others were probably in serious condition.

This guy, Li Yun, and Wang Yanjun all checked on the piglet, while Li Feng began to clean the mucus around the piglet's mouth and nose. "Quick, bring some water," Li Feng thought to himself, thinking he was the one with the best chance of survival.

This was the experience he had accumulated from delivering thousands of sows and saving hundreds or even thousands of piglets, and he handled it very quickly.

"what?"

Wu Xiaofeng exclaimed, and Han Anjun and the others looked over. They saw Li Feng blowing air into the piglet, even touching it. Li Feng had performed artificial respiration and the piggy-pig life-saving method hundreds, even thousands of times.

This guy's proficiency was almost full, and the others didn't have Li Feng's skills. He just slapped the piglet, and Li Yun and Wang Yanjun were shocked by Li Feng. Needless to say, the others all stared at the boss.

Li Feng didn't care about them. Saving the pigs was more important. Li Yun and Wang Yanjun kept working, but they gave up after a while. "It's no use." Li Yun sighed and died.

"Ugh."

Wang Yanjun also sighed, and the little piglet in his hand stopped moving.

"Ugh."

Hou Yonggui looked at the dead piglets on the ground, feeling distressed. What should he do now? At this time, Li Feng was the only one in the pigpen who was still blowing air, even kissing the piglets on the mouth, blowing and blowing.

"almost."

Li Feng watched the piglet change color. Finally, it was not as purple and blue anymore. He thought to himself that it was okay and there was an 80% chance that it could survive.

"Comrade Li Feng."

Seeing that Li Feng was still bragging, Zhu Xueqin thought to himself that this guy must have gone crazy from writing books. He didn't do anything until he saw the result, and even the experts from the province gave up. Why are you still showing off?

"Why is Li Feng acting so recklessly?"

Wu Xiaofeng whispered to Han Anjun, "Anjun, go and persuade him. The provincial and regional experts haven't given up. He's acting a bit…" He seemed to be trying to attract attention, which made him look particularly foolish.

It's just bragging. Fortunately, I've seen this kind of scene before. "Finally, it's done." Li Feng was exhausted. He saw everyone was looking at him. "What's wrong?"

"Alive?"

Hou Yonggui exclaimed, and everyone looked at the piglet in Li Feng's hand, and sure enough, there was movement.

"Really alive."

"It's alive."

Wu Xiaofeng and Han Anjun, who had just jumped out of the pigpen, opened their mouths wide, and the others were also quite surprised.

"He was really saved."

Wu Shengnan blinked her eyes, thinking that Li Feng was just trying to attract attention. She didn't expect that he was really capable. Provincial and regional experts couldn't save the patient, but he, an educated youth who settled in the countryside, actually saved the patient.

"This kid has some skills."

Wu Desheng was quite surprised by this and sighed. "It's just..." These experts were a bit embarrassed. However, Li Feng probably hadn't thought about raising pigs. He was a great writer, and writing articles was much better than raising pigs. His status was completely different.

Zhang Tianzhu and Li Yun exchanged a rather awkward glance, but Xia Fengzhu, on the other hand, looked at Li Feng with a hint of color in his eyes. "Sure enough, someone who could write this bible-level pig farming guide on postpartum sow care is no ordinary person."

"A lucky fluke."

Li Feng coughed a few times, feeling rather proud. "Alas, what a pity for the other piglets." As soon as these words came out, Zhang Tianzhu and Li Yun felt completely unwell. What did this mean? Was it to say that their skills were inadequate and that they were despised?

This is cutting off the retreat. Wu Desheng and others did not expect that Li Feng would actually say this. This guy is really embarrassing.

"How could he?"

Wu Shengnan was shocked. Saying this in front of provincial and regional experts was a slap in the face. Zhang Tianzhu and Li Yun looked extremely unhappy, but Wang Yanjun, a technician at the commune's pig farm, looked utterly ashamed.

His skills are not as good as others. Now he is quite impressed by this educated youth who can write a book on pig farming technology at such a young age.

"Cough cough cough."

Zhu Xueqin quickly interrupted. "Hou Yonggui, what's wrong with you? How are you raising a good sow?"

Finally the topic was changed, but what followed was a scene of swords and sabers. Since Li Feng was so disrespectful, it was natural for Zhang Tianzhu and Li Yun to make things difficult for them. Li Feng had just felt that these two guys were too arrogant.

He had already anticipated the challenge, so he didn't mind. Fortunately, Li Feng had already completed almost 90% of the tasks, so he could easily answer questions about sow breeding, postpartum care, and piglet rearing. This had made everyone reacquainted with Li Feng.

Especially Wu Shengnan and Han Anjun, they were actually a little skeptical at the beginning. After all, postpartum care for sows is a technical book that cannot be written by ordinary people. This time, they met with Li Feng and several provincial and regional experts and had a lot of back and forth discussions.

For a moment, Zhang Tianzhu and Li Yun were a little surprised. It was incredible that this young man had such solid knowledge of pig farming. Especially when it came to delivering babies and treating piglets, he was even more experienced than them.

For a moment, the two of them forgot about Li Feng's rather disdainful words just now. They thought that Li Feng was really expressing his true feelings. When it comes to emotions, he is really better than them.

"I didn't expect that Comrade Li Feng not only has such good writing skills, but also has such solid technical skills." Xia Fengzhu praised that the postpartum care of sows is very well written, and there are even few technical books with such literary talent.

"It's no surprise that the handwriting is so good, but it's quite surprising that the technique is so good." Wu Shengnan muttered softly.

"?" Xia Fengzhu looked at Wu Shengnan with some confusion. What did this mean?
(End of this chapter)