Chapter 82
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After Mu Feng and Bai Fang cut the chicken feathers and were about to leave, Mu Feng smiled and said, "Wait!"
"What's the matter?" Bai Fang looked excited, obviously he hadn't recovered from the "fight of wits and courage" of cutting chicken feathers.
"Pick up eggs!" Mu Feng laughed, "You forgot, the taste of eggs?"
"Ah!" Bai Fang slapped his head, his pretty face was full of surprise, "I almost forgot, I boiled eggs with white water after I went back, and they were delicious too!"
"Haha!" Mu Feng said as he came to the chicken shed and squatted down, and saw that the haystacks under the shed had become grass nests, and there were more or less eggs in the grass nests.
After a rough calculation, there were about fifty of them.
The two started picking eggs.
While picking it up, Mu Feng gestured to the size of the eggs, thinking in his heart how to use the limited materials to make the eggs more delicious.
Suddenly White Fang exclaimed, "Ah!"
Mu Feng hurriedly turned his head and saw Bai Ya pointing at an egg in a straw nest with a pale face, so frightened that the eggs he picked up in his hand fell to the ground and broke two.
"Huh?" Mu Feng looked in the direction of her hand, frowned, then relaxed, stretched out his hand and patted Bai Fang lightly, "It's okay, it's okay!"
As he spoke, Mu Feng reached out and picked up the egg.
Bai Fang trembled in fright, his pretty face turned pale, and he quickly hid behind Mu Feng.
Mu Feng laughed and said, "It's just an egg, why are you so scared?"
"But..." Bai Fang covered his face with his small hands, "It's different from other eggs, why is it soft, can't it be a snake egg?"
"Snake egg?" Mu Feng shook his head, "Snake egg is not like this, it's an egg. It's just that its shell has softened, and it becomes a soft preserved egg."
"Aren't eggs hard-shelled?" Sensing that Mu Feng was extremely calm, Bai Fang poked his head out behind him quietly, "This soft-skinned egg can't be some kind of monster, can it?"
"Monster?" Mu Feng shook his head, "How can there be so many monsters?"
He wanted to tell White Fang that the reason why the eggs had soft preserved eggs was that the chickens did not have enough calcium intake.
You must know that the eggshell is naturally soft in the belly of the chicken, but the eggshell of the egg is hard, because the chicken will eat some lime-based things to supplement calcium from time to time in addition to eating.
Therefore, chickens from ancient times to the present, whether they are domestic or wild, will intentionally or unintentionally grapple in the mound, and even eat stones when necessary.
Once the calcium intake is insufficient, the eggs will become soft preserved eggs when they are born.
White Fang had never seen it before, and it was no wonder that he thought it was a monster.
Mu Feng was still thinking about how to explain Bai Ya to understand the relationship between eggshell and calcium, and Bai Ya suddenly asked: "Other eggs have hard shells, but this egg produces soft preserved eggs. Is the chicken that lays the egg sick?"
"Sick?" Mu Feng suddenly woke up.
Eggs are soft preserved eggs, which can be solved by throwing some gravel and hard soil.
But what if the chicken gets sick?
In the previous life, bird flu and chicken plague would easily kill a large number of birds in an area.
This is not the most frightening thing, the most frightening thing is that if the disease on the chicken is transmitted to the body, the consequences will be disastrous!
It has been proved in the past life on the modern earth that viruses like bird flu can infect humans.
If such a situation really happened, it would be okay to put it on the earth in the previous life, but what would happen if it were placed in the current tribe?
I'm afraid the whole tribe will suffer, right?
Mu Feng is a researcher of history, so he naturally knows that many major events of genocide and genocide in history were caused by diseases.
Secondly, in the primitive society, because of poor sanitation and dietary conditions, it was basically difficult to cure the disease, which was tantamount to a death sentence.
Thinking of this, Mu Feng suddenly became serious.
He immediately realized that there was such a big hidden danger in the tribe!
Hygiene, disinfection, epidemic prevention...
I have to take precautions before this happens!
After yelling for a long time, Bai Fang found that Mu Feng was silent and was still in a daze, so she immediately calmed down, and asked tentatively in a low voice, "Brother Mu Feng, are you listening?"
"Ah?" Mu Feng finally came to his senses, nodded, "I'm listening!"
Bai Fang frowned, and still said uncertainly: "Then what about the soft egg, it's scary!"
Mu Feng shook his head solemnly: "It's okay, such eggs are still edible. The reason why such eggs are born is because of this chicken..."
He thought about it carefully, and didn't bother to explain: "It's just sick!"
"Ah?" Bai Fang was taken aback, and was about to run out with a pale face again, "Then...then our tribe is going to be in trouble?"
"It's not that exaggerated!" Mu Feng grabbed her, "This is not a serious illness!"
Mu Feng calmed down his thoughts, and then said: "You can find a small hard clod, crush it into particles and throw it in. Also, gather the ashes of firewood and hay in the tribe! Sprinkle some in the chicken coop, and sprinkle all over the ground! By the way, there are also pig pens and sheep pens!"
White Fang was puzzled, "What are you doing with the dust?"
Mu Feng shook his head: "I won't be able to tell you clearly in a while, you should do these things first, let's put aside the matter of Jian Ling. By the way, just say that I asked you to do this matter, and then bring your father back. Just say I have something to do with him!"
Disinfection with plant ash was a commonly used disinfection method for rural elderly in previous lives.
No way, he has no slaked lime now.
"Yes!" Sensing Mu Feng's serious expression, Bai Ya didn't dare to ask any more questions, turned around and trotted out.
Mu Feng walked out of the chicken coop, thinking in a daze.
(end of this chapter)
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After Mu Feng and Bai Fang cut the chicken feathers and were about to leave, Mu Feng smiled and said, "Wait!"
"What's the matter?" Bai Fang looked excited, obviously he hadn't recovered from the "fight of wits and courage" of cutting chicken feathers.
"Pick up eggs!" Mu Feng laughed, "You forgot, the taste of eggs?"
"Ah!" Bai Fang slapped his head, his pretty face was full of surprise, "I almost forgot, I boiled eggs with white water after I went back, and they were delicious too!"
"Haha!" Mu Feng said as he came to the chicken shed and squatted down, and saw that the haystacks under the shed had become grass nests, and there were more or less eggs in the grass nests.
After a rough calculation, there were about fifty of them.
The two started picking eggs.
While picking it up, Mu Feng gestured to the size of the eggs, thinking in his heart how to use the limited materials to make the eggs more delicious.
Suddenly White Fang exclaimed, "Ah!"
Mu Feng hurriedly turned his head and saw Bai Ya pointing at an egg in a straw nest with a pale face, so frightened that the eggs he picked up in his hand fell to the ground and broke two.
"Huh?" Mu Feng looked in the direction of her hand, frowned, then relaxed, stretched out his hand and patted Bai Fang lightly, "It's okay, it's okay!"
As he spoke, Mu Feng reached out and picked up the egg.
Bai Fang trembled in fright, his pretty face turned pale, and he quickly hid behind Mu Feng.
Mu Feng laughed and said, "It's just an egg, why are you so scared?"
"But..." Bai Fang covered his face with his small hands, "It's different from other eggs, why is it soft, can't it be a snake egg?"
"Snake egg?" Mu Feng shook his head, "Snake egg is not like this, it's an egg. It's just that its shell has softened, and it becomes a soft preserved egg."
"Aren't eggs hard-shelled?" Sensing that Mu Feng was extremely calm, Bai Fang poked his head out behind him quietly, "This soft-skinned egg can't be some kind of monster, can it?"
"Monster?" Mu Feng shook his head, "How can there be so many monsters?"
He wanted to tell White Fang that the reason why the eggs had soft preserved eggs was that the chickens did not have enough calcium intake.
You must know that the eggshell is naturally soft in the belly of the chicken, but the eggshell of the egg is hard, because the chicken will eat some lime-based things to supplement calcium from time to time in addition to eating.
Therefore, chickens from ancient times to the present, whether they are domestic or wild, will intentionally or unintentionally grapple in the mound, and even eat stones when necessary.
Once the calcium intake is insufficient, the eggs will become soft preserved eggs when they are born.
White Fang had never seen it before, and it was no wonder that he thought it was a monster.
Mu Feng was still thinking about how to explain Bai Ya to understand the relationship between eggshell and calcium, and Bai Ya suddenly asked: "Other eggs have hard shells, but this egg produces soft preserved eggs. Is the chicken that lays the egg sick?"
"Sick?" Mu Feng suddenly woke up.
Eggs are soft preserved eggs, which can be solved by throwing some gravel and hard soil.
But what if the chicken gets sick?
In the previous life, bird flu and chicken plague would easily kill a large number of birds in an area.
This is not the most frightening thing, the most frightening thing is that if the disease on the chicken is transmitted to the body, the consequences will be disastrous!
It has been proved in the past life on the modern earth that viruses like bird flu can infect humans.
If such a situation really happened, it would be okay to put it on the earth in the previous life, but what would happen if it were placed in the current tribe?
I'm afraid the whole tribe will suffer, right?
Mu Feng is a researcher of history, so he naturally knows that many major events of genocide and genocide in history were caused by diseases.
Secondly, in the primitive society, because of poor sanitation and dietary conditions, it was basically difficult to cure the disease, which was tantamount to a death sentence.
Thinking of this, Mu Feng suddenly became serious.
He immediately realized that there was such a big hidden danger in the tribe!
Hygiene, disinfection, epidemic prevention...
I have to take precautions before this happens!
After yelling for a long time, Bai Fang found that Mu Feng was silent and was still in a daze, so she immediately calmed down, and asked tentatively in a low voice, "Brother Mu Feng, are you listening?"
"Ah?" Mu Feng finally came to his senses, nodded, "I'm listening!"
Bai Fang frowned, and still said uncertainly: "Then what about the soft egg, it's scary!"
Mu Feng shook his head solemnly: "It's okay, such eggs are still edible. The reason why such eggs are born is because of this chicken..."
He thought about it carefully, and didn't bother to explain: "It's just sick!"
"Ah?" Bai Fang was taken aback, and was about to run out with a pale face again, "Then...then our tribe is going to be in trouble?"
"It's not that exaggerated!" Mu Feng grabbed her, "This is not a serious illness!"
Mu Feng calmed down his thoughts, and then said: "You can find a small hard clod, crush it into particles and throw it in. Also, gather the ashes of firewood and hay in the tribe! Sprinkle some in the chicken coop, and sprinkle all over the ground! By the way, there are also pig pens and sheep pens!"
White Fang was puzzled, "What are you doing with the dust?"
Mu Feng shook his head: "I won't be able to tell you clearly in a while, you should do these things first, let's put aside the matter of Jian Ling. By the way, just say that I asked you to do this matter, and then bring your father back. Just say I have something to do with him!"
Disinfection with plant ash was a commonly used disinfection method for rural elderly in previous lives.
No way, he has no slaked lime now.
"Yes!" Sensing Mu Feng's serious expression, Bai Ya didn't dare to ask any more questions, turned around and trotted out.
Mu Feng walked out of the chicken coop, thinking in a daze.
(end of this chapter)
After Mu Feng and Bai Fang cut the chicken feathers and were about to leave, Mu Feng smiled and said, "Wait!" "What's the matter?" Bai Fang looked excited, obviously he hadn't recovered from the "fight of wits and courage" of cutting chicken feathers. "Pick up eggs!" Mu Feng laughed, "You forgot, the taste of eggs?" "Ah!" Bai Fang slapped his head, his pretty face was full of surprise, "I almost forgot, I boiled eggs with white water after I went back, and they were delicious too!" "Haha!" Mu Feng said as he came to the chicken shed and squatted down, and saw that the haystacks under the shed had become grass nests, and there were more or less eggs in the grass nests. After a rough calculation, there were about fifty of them. The two started picking eggs. While picking it up, Mu Feng gestured to the size of the eggs, thinking in his heart how to use the limited materials to make the eggs more delicious. Suddenly White Fang exclaimed, "Ah!" Mu Feng hurriedly turned his head and saw Bai Ya pointing at an egg in a straw nest with a pale face, so frightened that the eggs he picked up in his hand fell to the ground and broke two. "Huh?" Mu Feng looked in the direction of her hand, frowned, then relaxed, stretched out his hand and patted Bai Fang lightly, "It's okay, it's okay!" As he spoke, Mu Feng reached out and picked up the egg. Bai Fang trembled in fright, his pretty face turned pale, and he quickly hid behind Mu Feng. Mu Feng laughed and said, "It's just an egg, why are you so scared?" "But..." Bai Fang covered his face with his small hands, "It's different from other eggs, why is it soft, can't it be a snake egg?" "Snake egg?" Mu Feng shook his head, "Snake egg is not like this, it's an egg. It's just that its shell has softened, and it becomes a soft preserved egg." "Aren't eggs hard-shelled?" Sensing that Mu Feng was extremely calm, Bai Fang poked his head out behind him quietly, "This soft-skinned egg can't be some kind of monster, can it?" "Monster?" Mu Feng shook his head, "How can there be so many monsters?" He wanted to tell White Fang that the reason why the eggs had soft preserved eggs was that the chickens did not have enough calcium intake. You must know that the eggshell is naturally soft in the belly of the chicken, but the eggshell of the egg is hard, because the chicken will eat some lime-based things to supplement calcium from time to time in addition to eating. Therefore, chickens from ancient times to the present, whether they are domestic or wild, will intentionally or unintentionally grapple in the mound, and even eat stones when necessary. Once the calcium intake is insufficient, the eggs will become soft preserved eggs when they are born. White Fang had never seen it before, and it was no wonder that he thought it was a monster. Mu Feng was still thinking about how to explain Bai Ya to understand the relationship between eggshell and calcium, and Bai Ya suddenly asked: "Other eggs have hard shells, but this egg produces soft preserved eggs. Is the chicken that lays the egg sick?" "Sick?" Mu Feng suddenly woke up. Eggs are soft preserved eggs, which can be solved by throwing some gravel and hard soil. But what if the chicken gets sick? In the previous life, bird flu and chicken plague would easily kill a large number of birds in an area. This is not the most frightening thing, the most frightening thing is that if the disease on the chicken is transmitted to the body, the consequences will be disastrous! It has been proved in the past life on the modern earth that viruses like bird flu can infect humans. If such a situation really happened, it would be okay to put it on the earth in the previous life, but what would happen if it were placed in the current tribe? I'm afraid the whole tribe will suffer, right? Mu Feng is a researcher of history, so he naturally knows that many major events of genocide and genocide in history were caused by diseases. Secondly, in the primitive society, because of poor sanitation and dietary conditions, it was basically difficult to cure the disease, which was tantamount to a death sentence. Thinking of this, Mu Feng suddenly became serious. He immediately realized that there was such a big hidden danger in the tribe! Hygiene, disinfection, epidemic prevention... I have to take precautions before this happens! After yelling for a long time, Bai Fang found that Mu Feng was silent and was still in a daze, so she immediately calmed down, and asked tentatively in a low voice, "Brother Mu Feng, are you listening?" "Ah?" Mu Feng finally came to his senses, nodded, "I'm listening!" Bai Fang frowned, and still said uncertainly: "Then what about the soft egg, it's scary!" Mu Feng shook his head solemnly: "It's okay, such eggs are still edible. The reason why such eggs are born is because of this chicken..." He thought about it carefully, and didn't bother to explain: "It's just sick!" "Ah?" Bai Fang was taken aback, and was about to run out with a pale face again, "Then...then our tribe is going to be in trouble?" "It's not that exaggerated!" Mu Feng grabbed her, "This is not a serious illness!" Mu Feng calmed down his thoughts, and then said: "You can find a small hard clod, crush it into particles and throw it in. Also, gather the ashes of firewood and hay in the tribe! Sprinkle some in the chicken coop, and sprinkle all over the ground! By the way, there are also pig pens and sheep pens!" White Fang was puzzled, "What are you doing with the dust?" Mu Feng shook his head: "I won't be able to tell you clearly in a while, you should do these things first, let's put aside the matter of Jian Ling. By the way, just say that I asked you to do this matter, and then bring your father back. Just say I have something to do with him!" Disinfection with plant ash was a commonly used disinfection method for rural elderly in previous lives. No way, he has no slaked lime now. "Yes!" Sensing Mu Feng's serious expression, Bai Ya didn't dare to ask any more questions, turned around and trotted out. Mu Feng walked out of the chicken coop, thinking in a daze. end of this chapter
