Everyone looked at Zhang Dabiao with incomprehensible expressions, wondering what kind of monster this good leader who was close to the people wanted to do!
Of course, no matter what, as long as he can cure their chickens, everyone will support him in whatever he does.
Facing the attention of all the people, Zhang Dabiao grabbed a handful of feed from the feed bag, then returned to the chicken coop and stretched his hand in.
"You see, don't eat it!" Zhang Dabiao sighed.
When Jacky Wu heard this, he burst into laughter and screamed, "Yuan Zhenshou, where did you invite this person from? Is there something wrong with him?"
As he said that, he pointed to his head playfully, "If this chicken eats food, it probably won't die. I just dissected it and found that there is no food in the chicken. It's obvious that these chickens are really dead."
The reason is hunger, which is also the serious part of this chicken plague. If you don't eat, you can't give medicine, and if you can't give medicine, you can't treat it. So I suggest that we kill them as soon as possible before they spread."
Zhang Dabiao did not get angry with him, but laughed and said, "What Station Master Wu said is right or wrong."
"Huh?" Jacky Wu raised his eyebrows and said, "If you're thin, why don't you stop breathing?"
Zhang Dabiao ignored him, turned around and walked outside, taking out his cell phone.
"Yuan Zhenshou, who is this person?" Wu Xueyou pointed to the place where Zhang Dabiao left and asked very dissatisfiedly.
Yuan Bingyan really couldn't stand the choking smell in the chicken coop, so she covered her nose and turned around and walked out.
"Yuan Zhenshou, what should we do now? You can give me an idea!" Seeing that Zhang Dabiao didn't say anything, everyone couldn't help but feel despair.
Yuan Bingyan frowned and looked at Zhang Dabiao. Unexpectedly, this guy actually took out a cigarette and clamped it on his mouth, "Wait! The person who will solve the problem will be here soon."
Ever since, ten minutes have passed, fifteen minutes have passed...
Yuan Bingyan felt like a fool, and her brows furrowed deeper and deeper.
As the chief secretary of Yuan Zhenshou, Bai Qing felt that he had to teach Zhang Dabiao a lesson.
Let the guard wait?
It's a shame he could do it.
At this moment, the sound of a cracking exhaust pipe was heard from a distance. Li Fuwang wore a helmet and straightened his back, riding his beloved motorcycle from far to near.
He took off his helmet and was about to ask Zhang Dabiao what he was up to, but when he saw Secretary Bai and Yuan Zhenshou were there, he felt awe-inspiring and said, "Hello, Secretary Yuan, hello Secretary Bai..."
The first thing I saw was him. Wasn't he a small worker at Zhang Dabiao's place? The hope that Yuan Bingyan had just had was instantly dampened by this basin of foot-washing water.
But they all said hello, and Yuan Bingyan was still the guardian of the town, so of course she had to nod her head amiably and reply, "Hello!"
For a moment, Li Fuwang was in awe and full of energy. This energy would also improve his sixth sense. He felt chilly all over, as if he was being stared at by something.
I turned around and looked, wasn't it Zhang Dabiao? But this guy's eyes were too resentful, right?
"Ahem, Da...Boss Dabiao, what you asked for has been delivered." He laughed dryly, then changed the topic and became solemn again.
After all, there are all outsiders here, so we have to give Da Biao some face.
"You talk so much nonsense." Zhang Dabiao snorted angrily, then walked to the motorcycle and untied the sack tied at the back.
"What is this?" Yuan Bingyan stepped forward and asked curiously.
"Of course it's the feed produced by our Zhifu Company." Zhang Dabiao chuckled and entered the chicken coop carrying a bag of feed with one hand.
"I said, why do you think he is unreliable? It turns out that this guy sells feed?" Wu Xueyou shouted at the top of his voice: "How long has it been and he still has the heart to recommend his own feed? Such people will do anything to achieve their goals.
,hehe……"
Sure enough, when they heard that Zhang Dabiao was selling feed, the villagers at the scene became agitated again and chased them in one after another with righteous indignation. After all, they were almost crazy with anxiety, but Zhang Dabiao was pushing his family's feed at this juncture.
What? To rub salt in the wound?
Yuan Bingyan was afraid that the irritable fellow would get beaten up by Zhang Dabiao again.
People are full of hope. You, Zhang Dabiao, just cut out your heart and recommend the feed. If it works, fine, but if it doesn't, who will beat you if you don't?
Of course, it's not that Yuan Bingyan doesn't believe in Zhang Dabiao, but that she simply doesn't believe that feed can cure diseases. Besides, as a newly established feed company, how can he have time to develop new products?
Su Sannong was at the front. He was different from others. This was the situation. It was already bad and it couldn't get worse. If he really had a way, he could burn paper and pray to gods?
People, just don't push yourself to the extreme. At that point, you will believe whatever others say.
So when the villagers said unpleasant things, he, the well-known good man in the village, was the first to stand up and scolded: "Shut up, everyone. How will you know if it works if you don't try?"
Hearing this, all the villagers actually shut up for a moment.
Zhang Dabiao smiled sideways at him, "Uncle Su, you should be lucky."
After that, he grabbed a handful of feed in his hand and threw it into the trough.
All the villagers stared at the chickens in the cage with their eyes widened.
In just a moment, his eyes fell to the ground.
"This, this, this...how is this possible?"
"The chicken actually ate..."
"Yeah, isn't it incredible?"
"Shit, the chicken in this cage must not be that serious..."
However, Jacky Wu was slapped in the face as soon as he said these words, because Zhang Dabiao grabbed another handful of feed and threw it into another trough. The chickens in the cage that were still half-dead seemed to have received a signal in an instant and poked their heads out.
Go and peck at the feed that has just been put inside.
"Isn't this too evil?"
"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would have thought these chickens were actor chickens he invited..."
"Yeah, yeah, I was at a big market a few days ago. There was a guy selling rat poison. He dropped the potion twice into the box. Tsk, tsk, the scene shouldn't be too beautiful. All the half-foot-long rats snorted and got in.
Already..."
"Hey, we're talking about chickens. Why do you say rats are disgusting?"
As the chickens ate, the scene became chaotic again.
Zhang Dabiao breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, at this moment, he had the foundation in his heart. As long as these chickens could eat, he believed that some spiritual energy contained in the feed would work.
"Little brother, this, this, this..." Su Sannong's eyes widened and he looked at everything in front of him in disbelief, while his two sons jumped up excitedly, "Our chicken coop is saved!"
Zhang Dabiao just laughed and did not explain the reason to him. Instead, he asked him to quickly turn on all the exhaust fans. Taking advantage of this time, he put a handful of feed produced by Zhifu Company into each trough.
At this time, the chickens that had eaten the rich feed before had returned to normal and made a series of aunty whining sounds.
"Really?" Yuan Bingyan looked at Zhang Dabiao in astonishment.