I am a Primitive Man

The pheasants in the chicken coop still maintain the glorious image of bald wings and bare buttocks. It’s not that Han Cheng has a pair of magical hands. After he has rectified it, he will not grow any grass, but every time he will give it to him. These chickens have a haircut

　　 Although the methods were cruel and horrible after being sorted out, the effect was still very good.

　　 At least now these guys are fluttering with their wings, they can't even leave their feet on the ground.

　　 Without feathers on their wings, they can't fly. They can't run long distances if they are restricted by small chicken pens. After generations of captives, they will eventually be domesticated.

　　 Now the wildness of these pheasants is no longer just when they are caught, and they are gradually getting used to the existence of people.

　　 At least after Han Cheng arrives, they will no longer tremble with their hairless buttocks facing Han Cheng, hiding their heads in the corner.

　　 Now that Han Cheng is coming again, although they are still a little frightened, they just stand there or lie down and stare at Han Cheng.

　　 Han Cheng didn't move, and through the gap in the wooden raft, he fought with the group of chickens.

　　The fighting eye naturally ended with Han Cheng's big victory.

　　 These days, I have gradually become accustomed to the flock of this brutal little monkey. After fighting for a while, he will gradually return to his normal life.

　　 Those who are more courageous will do something indescribable in front of the little monkey, and use practical actions to attack the single little monkey.

　　While these chickens were wandering, there was a chicken in the corner with much more hairy hair than the other chickens who had been lying there without moving, and the other chickens were indifferent to eating and drinking.

　　 This chicken lying on a chicken coop surrounded by hay is brooding its eggs, commonly known as a ‘brood’.

　　 Originally, Han Cheng didn't want him to brood, because once he brooded, he wouldn't lay any more eggs.

　　 Later, I thought about it, the newly born chicks are easier to domesticate, and this hen's dream of wanting to be a mother is fulfilled.

　　 But before it officially hatched, Han Cheng first did a ‘birth check’ on it.

　　 This special check-up is the same as that of later generations. It is for the fetus. However, this fetus is special. Before it is born, it has already run out of the mother's belly.

　　 The obstetric check-up is a must.

　　 Of course, Han Cheng’s biggest goal is to pick out the eggs that cannot hatch chicks and eat them so as not to waste them.

　　 This thing is very easy to do. In the later life, the hens in the family are ready to brood. When choosing the eggs that can hatch the chicks, it was Han Cheng who made them, because grandma's eyes were bad.

　　 When Han Cheng did a ‘birth check’ on these eggs, like later generations, he also chose a dazzling noon.

　　 He asked people to pull over the stone slabs that were erected on the side to block the door, and blocked the opening. Sunlight came in from the gap, trying to illuminate this dark corner.

Han Cheng's left hand picked up an egg from a small basin with hay on the side, the big end was up, leaning in front of the gap, and his right hand was raised and looped into a semicircle to block the gap above the egg so that it can penetrate the thin See the inside of the egg shell.

If the egg can hatch a chick, there will be a small pit inside the top of the big head. If there is no small pit, it means that the egg is not conceived, and it is a waste to hatch. After 21 days of incubation with the rest of the eggs, except for the change Stink, nothing else will happen.

　　 And the smaller the pit-shaped shadow inside, the better the conception and the greater the probability of successfully hatching a chick.

　　 When choosing eggs, it is best to choose more of these.

　　 In addition to the high success rate of hatching, another reason is that the smaller the shadow-shaped pit, the more likely the hatched chick will be a hen.

　　 In the past, most of the chickens raised at home were used to lay eggs, so the hens were more valued.

The fighting power of these two old roosters was really strong. Among the twelve eggs, none of them were infertile. This made Han Cheng who wanted to pick one or two out of these eggs to eat, rather disappointed. After all, animal oil I have it too. I get the eggs and pinch some wild onions, and fry them in a flat-bottomed clay pot. The taste makes people drool thinking about it.

　　 Han Cheng lie here and watched for a while, and did not find any eggs, so he took Fu Jiang and left with disappointment.

　　 These pheasants still fail, they lay too few eggs, and they usually lay six or seven or eleven or two in a row, they will stop and prepare to hatch chicks. It's not comparable to later generations of hens that have one hen a day or two hens a day in a special chicken farm.

　　 In order to train these female pheasants to lay more eggs, except for the chicken with longer feathers, Hancheng did not allow them to hatch.

Each time they lay an egg, Han Cheng will take one away. If there is no egg hatching, their'egg rest period' will be shorter, and they will involuntarily prepare for the next egg as soon as possible~www.wuxiaspot.com ~ But this requires Han Chengduo to patrol and drive up those who have no eggs and are pretending to hatch.

　　 Or use a stick to squeeze the female pheasant he chose into a henhouse and stabb him away.

　　 Han Cheng has no deer milk to drink now, because the deer that he often milked was pregnant again with the efforts of Uncle Deer.

　　 But this kind of weaning will not last long. Looking at the big-bellied harem of Uncle Deer, Han Chengcheng is faintly excited, and can't help but praise Uncle Deer's combat effectiveness as powerful as the planter.

　　 After a while, the deer herd of the Qingque tribe will almost double!

　　 Imagine a large group of deer belonging to their tribe grazing leisurely on the grass, Han Chengcheng couldn't help being excited.

　　 Imagine the scene of milking these deer one by one with a clay pot. The clay pot is half of the white and warm milk. Han Chengcheng is even more excited.

　　 Uncle Deer was not at all annoyed at this little two-legged beast spying on his own wife, and he was even slightly excited like the little two-legged beast.

I don’t know if I remembered the smell of milk again. After looking at each other for a while with Han Cheng, this guy stretched out his head and licked his nostrils, then stretched his neck and lifted the upper mouth to reveal it. Da Fang Ziya, repeat its classic and wretched expression.

　　 There are also eight new visitors in the rabbit circle, four males and four females. With them, the problem of inbreeding rabbits will no longer be a problem.

These days, the Qingque tribe spreads out rabbit sets. Naturally, these eight rabbits are not the only ones. These eight rabbits are carefully selected and outstanding. The rest have not been selected. They have already been peeled and opened. Some are no longer available. Know where the reincarnation is...