My Lord, you need to stand up!

Chapter 300: From Technology to Momentum, What Can You Use to Fight Me?
Because as the beautiful women in their gorgeous attire began to leave the stage in an orderly manner, a man came forward with a hammer.

In the past, there was no fence in the center area of ​​the racecourse.

Qin Yuye looked at it and said casually that the racecourses in HK are all fenced and look much more beautiful.

Yu Songhai and his colleagues also felt that it would be convenient to divide the area and manage it, so as to avoid people running fast on the field. If people in the center field accidentally entered the track, it would be a safety issue.

So thick wooden grilles were also made.

Now open a grille and let in twenty or thirty yaks.

At the beginning, the cheers were even louder, because these yaks were clearly driven in to fight.

They competed against each other, accelerating to a hundred kilometers per hour in an instant, and collided with each other with tons of impact force!
Rang Weidong has seen this sometimes when he went to the grazing grassland these days. The yaks sometimes play like this among themselves, and the herders also do this for fun when they are bored.

But basically, no one is willing to let these valuable cows be injured or killed.

It is during events like the New Year and other festivals that strong, mature bulls are deliberately driven to fight, as they will be slaughtered in the end anyway.

An adult yak, especially this carefully selected heavy yak, can weigh over a ton!
One can imagine the momentum of the collision.

Even though they still look small from a distance, there is the body size of the person next to them for reference.

Every collision carries with it a ferocious momentum that shakes the earth.

Every time it can inspire the most primitive exclamations and roars from the audience.

It was quite exciting to see the heavy yak's head smashed to the ground after the collision.

Weidong thought that some countries might bet on which cow would win.

Certainly not here.

But until the glasses butcher came into the scene.

It was enough to make everyone in the audience feel something was wrong.

After a few days of rest, I adapted to the altitude sickness and the cows here. The butcher with glasses said that they looked no different even though they were this big.

He alone is worth all the people in the county’s former slaughterhouse!

He must have been given a herdsman's robe, which is called farming clothing here, and there is a big difference when you hear it.

But it doesn't matter anymore. He walks from one end of the "chain box" to the herd of cattle with the hammer in his hand.

The giant yaks that were violent and ferocious just now, several of which were still big bulls that could win against tons of impact, were now showing off their might with decorative ribbons all over their bodies.

As soon as they sensed this human approaching, they gradually gave up their temper and bowed their heads obediently!

In the past, it often took a bunch of people to pull the nose rope to barely drag and control the giant yak, but now no one dared to run!

I watched helplessly as the butcher with glasses approached with a hammer in his hand, and without hesitation, he raised the hammer and struck one person after another!
Shitou, who had been hanging around with the cow for a while, said that there was a fatal spot on the cow's face. It was not necessary to smash the cow's bones, but to find this spot precisely and directly vibrate it to shatter the brain inside, killing it instantly.

Weidong should understand that it should be something like the central nervous system.

Power, precision and feel are all essential.

The whole audience exclaimed at first, but then became quieter. It seemed that they already thought that this giant yak was the strongest in the "animal kingdom", a wild bull that dared to fight against wild beasts. It was once a powerful creature that was used as a mount for the cavalry here.

I was actually intimidated by the butcher's aura.

It was obvious that they had never met before, and now they were just timid after seeing each other, and they surrendered obediently and accepted his life.

He is already thin and wears a pair of glasses commonly seen among intellectuals. He looks absolutely harmless.

But as long as the hammer is in hand, the scene looks like the god of death has arrived.

Perhaps it is easier to understand the mystery of the law of the jungle in areas where people often use the words "eagle" and "wolf" to describe animals.

It was like a pantomime, showing how humans made animals and livestock kneel down.

Twenty or so living yaks were skillfully hammered to the ground by the bespectacled butcher in one breath, and then they bowed in all directions and left. A row of tractors with signs saying "County Slaughterhouse Yak Products Factory Slaughters Yaks and Buys Offal" came over and dragged the yaks away.

This is how Weidong understood the traffic model of using sports events for advertising on the basketball court, and directly made the slogan of purchasing internal organs spread far and wide.

In the past, all slaughterhouses would not use the internal organs of cattle when slaughtering them. Here, they think the internal organs are dirty and they would even dislike feeding them to dogs.

But now, as long as you come to this county to slaughter a cow, you can get extra money for the offal.

This is a huge temptation.

Moreover, it is such a killing god sending the cow away, without any pain, without any worries, and you can even enjoy the amazing skills!

The scale of acquisition of food factories here was immediately increased.

We can start delivering prepared food now. With mature steps of marinating, drying, packaging, vacuuming and high-temperature sterilization, we can ensure that there will be no spoilage for at least half a year in an era when there are almost no refrigerated trucks and long-distance low-temperature transportation of two to three thousand kilometers is extremely expensive.

The transportation period of more than ten days is just a drop in the bucket.

The key is that a large number of material transport trucks returning from the border areas are empty. At present, the mining capacity is limited, and the main things that can be transported back are non-perishable furs, medicinal materials and handicrafts.

So the return shipping cost is very low.

Yu Songhai gestured to those around him, explaining the special significance of this slaughterhouse. The key lies in the newly completed vacuum packaging facility, which will immediately enable the sale of yak meat to the mainland, thus significantly expanding the herders' farming operations. This represents a fundamental change from the previous situation where only yak skins and fur could be sold abroad, with excess meat unable to be consumed locally, and both leather and beef jerky production being primitive, cumbersome, and inefficient.

Just follow the fixed recipe and get it delivered and you’ll earn money!

The slaughterhouse in the county will definitely turn a profit this year.

If it were just an ordinary state-owned slaughterhouse, no one would care whether it was profitable or not, but now it can be contracted out.

Therefore, the profits of this slaughterhouse are very considerable.

The people around immediately came closer and started chatting enthusiastically!
Wei Dong didn't understand, so he just focused his camera on the horses that were coming onto the track one after another.

After all, horse racing is the core of the entire Jockey Club, and it is also the scene that is most likely to make the blood boil for various nations that claim to be on horseback.

At this time, those who call themselves men on horseback would definitely look down on the roar of cars, and despise them as lifeless machines.

Look at our horses, they are all souls that can connect life and death with each other.

Unlike the highly commercialized and gambling-oriented Hong Kong Jockey Club, there are fewer details here, with men dressed in their best clothes and carrying hunting rifles.

A large number of them crowded in the starting area, hugging their horses' heads and whispering to each other.

It can indeed beat the later fuel car sentimentalists. What's the soul to brag about? This is the originator.

Let Weidong find the stone through the telephoto lens.

This guy didn't hold the horse's head, and he wasn't that tall when he stood. Together with Yu Songhai's nephew, they squatted on the railing like little gangsters. Mao'er and a group of half-grown children crowded behind them, passing water and food and whispering to each other.

After the referee shouted "ready", the two boys hung on the railing that was more than one person high, took off the heavy robes wrapped around them, revealing the thin sheepskin coats underneath.

The padded jacket is made of small pieces of the best lambswool. It is very light and thin and does not make you look bulky when worn as an outer layer, but it can greatly ensure warmth.

This high-end stuff has been played for thousands of years from the plateau to the inland, but people just don't have the brand awareness that Europe and the United States have.

They were still gray and inconspicuous. They mounted their own horses and then took the two goggles from Mao'er.

One of them was a pair of goggles belonging to the geological survey team, which Weidong had bought by chance on the way from Chengdu.

The other one is Qin Yuye’s swimming goggles.

Finally, they each put on a plastic safety helmet found at the construction site.

It certainly won't save your life if you fall, but its greatest benefit is cutting through the wind.

This is the technical detail that Hong Kong girls who have been to the Jockey Club since childhood often recite.

Anyway, both guys were covered with shit.

When I quietly stood at the starting line among a large number of tall and strong athletes wearing bulky and heavy clothes, I was ridiculed by many people.

They look so delicate and tender that they have no fighting power at all. How can they be like our ancestors who charged into battle?
But this is a fucking race!

And it was a messy race.

Shitou even pulled his nephew and quietly retreated behind the two or three hundred horses!
It's even more confusing.

But for Rang Weidong, Yu Songhai, and even those prominent figures in the stands, who are used to thinking, they can see the problem at a glance.

"Isn't this a bit too much?"

"There are no preliminaries or elimination rounds. There are only so many spots available for registration from all regions. If anyone gets in and no one gets out, there's going to be a fuss. So, let's all go together."

"What if there's an accident with a car, no, a horse?"

"Don't worry! You're just putting your head on the line if you dare to come. Being a coward is what will make you the real scorn of everyone!"

That made Weidong feel that Shitou had a really sharp eye.

No wonder they have been thieves since they were young.

Sure enough, the referee raised a long spear with two forks on the front and fired a smoky shot into the sky.

Two or three hundred horses immediately began to rush out in a disorderly manner!

But it was different from the excitement of the tens of thousands of spectators in the stands and the tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of spectators on the hillside who all immediately roared.

Apart from those riders on the tall horses in the first row who were able to shift gears and start immediately, the riders on the horses in the back, especially those in the middle, who were surrounded from all sides, could not move their pace at all, and could not even accelerate normally.

The front row pressed against the back row, and the back row couldn't even move, it was a mess.

It reminded Weidong of the marathon scenes in later generations, where a bunch of noobs were fighting each other!
Even he doesn't care about those tall horses that rush to the front like arrows. This is a 20-lap long-distance race. Do you really think that new energy vehicles are speeding down and don't care about letting the engine warm up and adapt to the pistons and oil pipes and then rushing to the top speed?

Shitou and his nephew were at the back, and they were able to hold the reins without restriction and rhythmically let the horses adapt to the warm-up process from slow to fast.

And looking at the already scattered formations in front, he chose the most spacious outer lane and started.

At this time, some people have already noticed the extraordinary stature of these two.

The warm-up roar begins, mainly female voices!
My mom is a fan, so yes.

(End of this chapter)