Her Cultivation Diary-Chapter 219 - . Seven Pigs_1
Chapter 219: 219. Seven Pigs_1
Chapter 219: 219. Seven Pigs_1
Big King “woofed” again.
In the live stream camera, its head looked especially large, making the whole dog appear exceptionally fierce and imposing.
However, the way it casually rubbed its head against Qiaoqiao’s chest made it seem extraordinarily clever and clingy.
When a tough guy acts spoiled, it’s particularly lethal.
Take, for instance, the current chat:
[Holy shit holy shit holy shit!]
[That’s a huge dog! What kind is it? A Tibetan Mastiff?]
[What does this dog eat? It doesn’t eat wild veggies, does it?]
[Just took a screenshot and checked, this is a Kangal, the Turkish National Dog. There are breeding farms in China selling them… but none as big as this one.]
[Streamer, drop the link!]
[It’s so gentle; as a fairy, I feel so safe!]
[Calm down, everyone. A big dog needs to be trained properly, or it can bite your arm off in one bite if not trained well.]
Big King, indeed, as said in the chat, had grown bigger recently.
Just standing there, its head could reach Qiaoqiao’s shoulder. If its original owner came over, there would be no reason to cry—because its demeanor was completely different now.
But Qiaoqiao wasn’t paying attention to the live stream; instead, she realized something and stroked Big King’s head again, “Big King, did you bring this wild piglet here too?”
“Woof.”
“Stealing piglets like this, will the wild boar mother get angry? Can you beat her?”
“Woof.”
“All right, I’ll tell mom in a bit, we have another wild piglet.”
He finally remembered the live stream, loosened his grip on Big King holding the phone, and then aimed the camera at the pigpen:
“Kids, today we are going to teach you how to feed pigs.”
“We have seven pigs here. Mom said the three white ones will grow fast and get fat, these two black ones will take a bit longer, but their meat is delicious.”
“This little black one is a wild piglet Big King stole a while ago, and my sister said it got neutered this morning.”
“This tiny black one wasn’t here in the morning; it seems Big King just snuck it back recently.”
“Big King is so amazing!”
Chat: …
[Yeah, yeah, Big King is so amazing, glanced at his side to the Alas Family.]
[A divine dog—steals wild pigs!]
[Fight, fight, fight! Let the pigs fight!]
Qiaoqiao found a good angle with her phone, pushed a few pigs aside with difficulty, then aimed the camera at the feeding trough, lifting a big bucket to start pouring in.
“Whoosh!”
The pig feed poured out, and the piglets immediately crowded around!
At this moment, the barrage had already shifted focus from the streamer’s display of strength to a wild exclamation, comments from all sides.
[Not sure whether to be shocked that the dog can steal wild pigs or that the streamer got two wild piglets for free.]
[Drop the link! Drop the link!]
[Black pigs, white pigs, little wild pigs!]
[The neutering this morning should have been live-streamed; the streamer missed out on the heat.]
[Why is this big dog so amazing? My Husky didn’t even bring back a wild chicken when it went back to the countryside. Now I can’t help but pick up my slipper—]
[Please, dear dog, stop chewing on the sofa!]
[Drop the link! Drop the link!]
A bunch of little pigs jostled each other, their big ears fluttering, heads buried in the feed trough making loud munching sounds. The live stream room quieted down for a rare moment without the overlapping pig noises.
But the barrage had begun to rise and fall again.
[Don’t know why, but I’m hungry.]
[To the one before, you might be craving pig feed.]
[Is it possible that it’s time for lunch?]
[The pigs are free-range in the back mountain, and they eat wild vegetables and crops… Where is the host’s home, can you invite me to your pig slaughter meal?]
[I am a student, please send me a pig. I’m not picky about the breed, just make sure it has free shipping.]
Qiaoqiao stood there and checked the sink next to her, which was still full of water; it was delivered daily by Zhang Wang’s family when they came to collect manure, using a tricycle.
She looked again at the straw in the pigsty. The trees on the back mountain had been chopped down before and now were half in the shade, half in the sunlight. It wasn’t too damp or too hot, and the straw in the pigsty looked pretty dry as well.
Satisfied, she said to her live audience, still passionately discussing, “Okay, kids, have you all learned how to feed pigs? If you have, say goodbye!”
[Haven’t learned it, haven’t learned it.]
[Honestly, I was here for the hypnosis, why am I getting hungry now?]
[Host, you haven’t chosen a good theme this time, I suggest you include product placements next time.]
[You should at least sell something; right now my shopping heart is twitching, but there’s nowhere to place an order.]
[Host has goods but doesn’t sell, my wallet looks around, clueless.]
[If you don’t sell the piglets, you can also do pre-sales for pork, I’m willing to wait until the end of year pig slaughter.]
[Help, I’m new here, where exactly is this host? I’ve never had wild pork in my life!]
[To the person before, when I was born, wild pigs were protected animals, and it’s only in the past two years that they’ve been given a chance.]
[I’ve never eaten it either, host, give us a chance!]
The flurry of rewards scattered like fireworks, but Qiaoqiao had already cleaned up the empty bucket, said goodbye to Big King and Big White one by one, and then turned off the live stream without hesitation.
—Going down the mountain now!
It’s just in time for dinner.
At the foot of the mountain.
After a lot of urging and yielding, Master Zhang was finally seated at the head of the table.
Master Zhang was quite embarrassed:
“Oh, I don’t deserve to be at the head of the table…”
Zhang Yanping, who had returned with an empty food basket, heard this and thought: It’s because the head of the table is inconvenient for serving food that nobody likes to sit there, hahaha…
Cough.
Of course, it was mainly out of respect for the guest.
At this moment, Master Zhang stopped Song Sancheng from pouring more wine: “Enough, enough… I have a bad stomach, I can’t drink much!”
In the countryside, this was as good as being polite, so Song Sancheng continued to pour a little more: “Brother, my uncle hasn’t had company for a long time, have a few drinks with him, no need for courtesy.”
Master Zhang then reluctantly agreed:
“Okay, okay, I’ll keep your uncle company, but just a little.”
“I’m getting on in years, need to control myself.”
“Ah—good wine!”
“Ah, this dish! Uncle, your cooking skills are getting more and more incredible!”
The two men clinked glasses and drank, and Song Sancheng and Song Youde also joined for a drink or two, making the scene especially lively.
Song Tan watched with a chuckle.
What good wine? It’s just ordinary local wine that costs a few tens of yuan a bottle, and yet they’re enjoying it so much.
This year, she also planted some sorghum and corn down the mountain fields, and she planned to have Seventh Uncle make wine with them in the fall.
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Qiaoqiao was meanwhile reporting to Wu Lan, “Mom, we have one more piglet, there’s not enough food, we need to feed them a bit more later.”
Wu Lan laughed heartily: Getting a pig for free, why wouldn’t I be happy?
So she nodded, “Alright, alright, Qiaoqiao decides how much to feed!”
Qiaoqiao looked a bit puzzled.
He felt that his mother’s reaction was a bit off, so he turned to Song Tan and said, “Sister, Big King brought another piglet back, we don’t have enough food.”
Song Tan laughed even more: “If it’s not enough, feed them more!”
But after thinking about it, she felt something was off:
“Another one? Are you talking about the previous one or a new one? How many do we have now?”
