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Chapter 15 Toshihiko Muranaka Chome 1 (2)

Long Fei answered casually: "These technical measures to prevent chicken plague are easy to remember and understand."

"Easy to remember and understand?" Ding Yiguang frowned, looked at Long Fei, and said to himself: I didn't expect that this Long Fei could speak so arrogantly at such a young age. It made my head spin.

It goes in through the left ear and comes out through the right ear. Even his father said that it was not easy to remember the lecture at the first time, let alone remember it. Why do you say it is easy to remember and understand the first time you open your mouth?"

Long Fei answered frankly: "I do remember it!"

"It seems that you have an inexplicable fate with raising chickens," Long Zhaotian raised the book in his hand, handed it to Long Fei, and asked, "You said it was easy to remember as soon as you opened your mouth. Can you recite what I just said?

Are the two chapters coming?"

Long Fei said without hesitation: "Yes."

Long Zhaotian was still suspicious: "Father, there is no joke. Can you really recite it?"

"Yeah." Long Fei nodded."

Ding Yiguang asked tentatively: "How many paragraphs can you recite?"

"You can recite everything you just heard." Long Fei answered straightforwardly.

"Wow, what a loud tone!" Ding Yiguang and Long Zhaotian were both shocked by Long Fei's answer.

Long Zhaotian's eyes widened and he stared at him: "What? Can you recite the chapters just mentioned in the "Chicken Raising Technology Collection" that I spent more than ten years of hard work writing?"

Hearing Long Fei's loud tone, Ding Yiguang said in front of Long Zhaotian: "My dear nephew, overcooked food is delicious, but overcooked words are not easy to talk about! I racked my brains to remember these one or two sentences with great difficulty.

Come."

Ding Yiguang wanted to dampen his spirit in person and make him suffer a little, so he encouraged Long Zhaotian: "Uncle Tian, ​​no, you should call me master. Since Xiaofei keeps saying what you just said about raising chickens...what?"

The technical ones... are easy to remember, easy to understand, and can be recited, so let him recite them to us on the spot."

Long Zhaotian's heart suddenly twitched, and he said to Long Fei: "People are most afraid of talking in vain. Just recite the two chapters I just said."

"Okay!" Long Fei cleared his throat, opened his mouth, and the two chapters of the "Chicken Raising Techniques" that his father just talked about came out of his mouth: "Chicken plague is a major disease caused by paramyxovirus.

An acute, highly contagious and highly destructive disease that affects chickens. There are many causes of chicken plague, one of which is unscientific chicken farm management..."

At first, Ding Yiguang didn't take this student seriously at all, but after Long Fei recited the first chapter fluently, he was impressed. Some even took out the book to compare it to see if he had read it correctly.

Long Zhaotian has a profound way of dealing with the world, so he naturally keeps in mind the "Chicken Raising Techniques" he wrote, and listens calmly.

Long Fei carried: "...Many times the reason why we find it difficult to do things is because we have not mastered the correct method. If the method is correct, we can achieve twice the result with half the effort, and the result will be very good!"

"Where's the last paragraph?" Ding Yiguang prompted.

Long Fei swallowed his saliva and continued to read: "First, let us analyze the reasons for the failure of raising chickens: 1. The breed of chickens was not selected well. Breed is the primary condition for improving the economic benefits of raising chickens. The quality of the breed directly determines the quality of the chickens.

Egg production, feed consumption, feeding cycle and feed-to-meat ratio, etc. Numerous experiments have shown that feeding excellent chickens can increase hens' egg production by 10%-30% and increase feed utilization by 10%-15%.

"

Until Long Fei recited all the last paragraphs of the two chapters of "Chicken Raising Techniques", Long Zhaotian was so shocked that his mouth opened wide.

Ding Yiguang, who was listening to Long Fei's memorization and looking at the book, sincerely praised: "Ah, I missed every word!"

Ding Yiguang is a shrinking person (he has many clever ideas). He looked at Long Fei intently and suddenly thought: "Fei, can you recite it backwards once?"

Long Zhaotian glared at Ding Yiguang: "Have you ever made such a request?"

Ding Yiguang stuck out his tongue and then retracted it.

"Uncle Guang, do you want me to carry it upside down?" Long Fei readily agreed, "No problem!"

Long Zhaotian doubted: "A Fei, what did you say?"

"Isn't it just memorizing it backwards? Uncle Guang, listen: "Chapter 2 of "Dianbao Techniques for Raising Chickens": Techniques come first, you want to get rich, this is a breeding industry, don't you know..."

Xiao Longfei actually recited the two chapters of "Chicken Raising Techniques" backwards from behind, and he recited them equally smoothly. This made Ding Yiguang even more convinced of this student brother.

Long Zhaotian gently held his chin with his right hand and looked at the son in front of him intently. He couldn't help but have a lot of emotions: The employees of the chicken raising branch of the county food company have to read dozens of times about this "Chicken Raising Technology Manual"

You have to read a section of the book several times before you can remember it by heart. I have 15 years of experience in raising chickens, so I have a lot of experience. Although I wrote this book by myself, I have to read a chapter in the book several times before I can memorize it by heart. And the little dragon in front of me is

Fei was able to memorize it so well after just listening to it once, without reading a book or being enlightened by a famous teacher.

Ah, Longmen, the trees are so ordinary; the rivers are so ordinary; the living beings coming and going are so ordinary. However, the son in front of me is a genius, a unique genius. A wave of heat hits Longmen.

In Zhaotian's heart, a mysterious feeling gripped him tightly.

Long Xiaolan asked Long Fei to go to the study to ask his father and Ding Yiguang to come out for dinner, but they disappeared. The food on the table was cold. She couldn't help but walked over and opened the door, complaining: "Look at you two."

It’s already 7 o’clock in the evening for both of us. We don’t even know if we went out to eat. We are full from reading books!”

After Long Xiaolan’s reminder, Long Zhaotian remembered whether he had eaten dinner yet, and his stomach grumbled. He said to Ding Yiguang embarrassedly: “Look, we are here talking about raising chickens and eating dinner.

I'm sorry."

Long Xiaolan urged: "Why don't you go out to eat quickly?"

Long Zhaotian joked: "Yes, madam! Let's go eat."



When I woke up, the rising sun was already approaching the window. Long Fei and Long Xiaomin went back to school early in the morning. Long Xiaolan was cooking breakfast in the kitchen, and Long Zhaotian went out at some unknown time.

Ding Yiguang had just finished washing his face and saw Long Zhaotian returning with large and small bags of gifts.

As soon as he saw Ding Yiguang, he pointed to the big bag and the small bag said: "This is for the villagers. That is to honor my grandfather, mother-in-law and second uncle's family. Also, this bag is to honor your old mother. This is

Some books are for you."

Ding Yiguang said gratefully: "Thank you, Master!"

"If you're polite, I don't need to say more. After breakfast, I have to go back to work. It's not easy for you to go out to the county. You should play for two more days before going back." Long Zhaotian arranged the schedule for Ding Yiguang.

"Master, there are still a lot of things to do in the chicken farm that I have to deal with when I get back."

"Then Master won't keep you here. If you have anything to do, please call this number." After Long Zhaotian finished breakfast, he took out a business card from his briefcase and handed it to Ding Yiguang.

Ding Yiguang quickly put down his chopsticks, stood up, wiped his hands on his pants a few times, half-bent, and took the business card respectfully, as solemnly as if he were receiving an imperial edict: "Master is thoughtful."

After breakfast, Ding Yiguang said goodbye to Long Zhaotian and his wife and set off on his way home. This trip to the county town was a fruitful return.
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