Zhou Tanzhi was at his desk.

There is nothing I can do about it.

Since I have to raise pigs, I have to think about it.

One month was enough to make him accept the current reality.

The most important thing he is to raise the pig well.

Nothing else, just to make your life here easier.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for anyone to catch more than 30 Fang's vassals to run away every day.

What's more, his mentor has fallen to this point because of his own worries. He is old, how can he continue to worry?

So, under the oil lamp, Zhou Tanzhi continued to pick up the pen.

After all, he was a person who had read many books. Although those books did not have such "vulgar" knowledge, they provided him with a completely different new vision.

As for labeling each pig, such as Fang Yifan, Fang Erfan, etc., it is actually not just a simple vent of anger.

Of course, there are also factors that vent anger.

But the most important thing is that he needs to treat each pig separately and then observe the different feedings from it, and the results obtained.

As scholars, even if they raise pigs, they have to find one, two, three, four, and five, and then they can draw experience from it.

Gu was there and wanted to urge him to go to bed several times. It was obvious that he was concentrated and the candlelight reflected under his position, and he was particularly energetic and could not feel sleepy.

Sometimes, I even heard him muttering something: "Raising pigs means raising pigs, Fang Jifan, Fang Jifan, do you really think I can't raise something like a dog? I want to see my jokes, haha... I want to overturn all your Ming Song and the so-called pig farming theory of your disciples. With such a shallow knowledge, I want to enter the elegant hall, which is simply a joke."

Then, he smiled darkly under the oil lamp.

Looks cunning.

Seeing him like this, Gu sighed in his heart, saying that he could not bear such a blow and went to bed in a bad mood.

The next day, Gu got up and saw that Zhou Tanzhi was gone.

She left the house, not knowing whether he had slept at night, but she was scooping pig materials there with all kinds of noises.

When the pigs heard the sound, they learned their lesson and rushed to the trough.

Immediately afterwards, they squeezed into the feeding trough one by one.

Taking advantage of this skill, Zhou Tanzhi hurried to serve Wang Ao.

While discussing with Wang Ao, the two of them muttered, and only occasionally heard a few sounds: "Prepare some herbs, or you can be careful."

"Pigs make a living by omnivorous food, so you might as well find some kitchen waste and see if they are water..."

Half an hour later, the Wang family came.

Wang Ao asked them to pick up Gu and settle down.

The Wang family was poor, but they still hired a carriage, but the carriage looked old.

Some of the family members from the Zhou family who came with Gu family went to settle yesterday, and now they pick up the Zhou family's mistress.

Gu was leaving, thinking about her husband, she had been studying for most of her life and became an official for most of her life, but in the end she had to be with the pig, which was both pity for her life experience, and felt sorry for Zhou Tanzhi, but she couldn't help but shed tears.

Zhou Tanzhi raised his head unyieldingly, not letting his tears fall, but looking at Gu's haggard appearance, although he was an official, he was just wearing a cloth clothes at this time, and even the golden hairpin on his hair was still the dowry he had before. So tears also swelled up, feeling a lot of blockage in his heart. In the end, the last bit of pride was gone. He cried and bowed to Gu's long body, bowed, and said, "I'm sorry for you."

Gu finally left, looking at the chariot and horse.

Zhou Tanzhi was still staring at the dust rising from the carriage, but the carriage was gone.

Wang Ao stood beside him and sighed: "Zi'an, such a virtuous wife should not be forgotten..."

Speaking of this, Zhou Tanzhi murmured in a daze: "No."

Wang Ao frowned and looked at Zhou Tanzhi: "What?"

Zhou Tanzhi said seriously: "Mr., the way to raise pigs is to use the cheapest feed, the least manpower and the easiest way to raise more pigs, right?"

Wang Ao looked at Zhou Tanzhi and felt that this guy was possessed.

Zhou Tanzhi cheered up: "The road is long and far. I will search up and down. The principles of the world are ultimately interconnected. After understanding the purpose of this Tao, then you should know how to move in this direction. These days, this idea has been lingering in the minds of students. The students think that more than 30 pigs are still far from enough. Do dozen pigs should be brought in. Only in this way can we try to find many possibilities between manpower and breeding."

When Wang Ao heard this, he was also excited. He was a serious person: "Yes, this is the reason. Human power is exhausted, but human power is endless. If a person does not understand the truth, it will be exhausted. How can one person be a flesh and blood body be? But if he understands the truth, the human power will be endless. Why? A gentleman will act at the moment and follow the trend, and God will have no use of his tricks."

Zhou Tanzhi understood what Wang Ao meant. Only those who understand "Tao" can act according to the natural destiny and do not violate these laws. Be familiar with and master these laws, even if it is God's will, you can still act in the opposite situation.

This is the difference between himself and ordinary people. Of course... the premise of everything is that he needs to master this natural principle and how to follow the trend. The "Tao" mentioned by his teacher may make people laugh at it because... this is the way to raise pigs.

Zhou Tanzhi seemed to have figured out something amazing and said, "You will know if you try it."

So, I immediately went to buy dozens of pigs.

In this way, there were thirty-five younger brothers in the thirty-six vassals, and they were already ranked in the 71st vassals.

Zhou Tanzhi simply hid in the pigpen, thinking about their habits all day long.

Any discovery will be recorded immediately and tried every means to improve the food trough so that the pigs will not seize food.

Change the ingredients again and again.

But on the eleventh day, it was his saddest day, and Fang Shiqi's feudal died.

During his lifetime, Fang Shiqifan always couldn't steal his brothers and sisters. He was always thin and irritable. Zhou Tanzhi admired it the most because Zhou Tanzhi felt that Fang Shiqifan was different from other brothers and sisters. He was a pig that could occasionally think, unlike other pigs, and only knew how to eat. Zhou Tanzhi looked at Fang Shiqifan standing alone in the corner of the pigpen, making a low hum, as if he was melancholy, until it became thinner. In the end, it finally lived a short life. On the night of death, it did not sleep well and made a humming sound. When Zhou Tanzhi heard the movement, he rose up with his clothes and shoes, and arrived at the pigpen with candles, he was already as angry as he was.

Zhou Tan's sorrow comes from his heart, but he is also unable to turn things around.

After asking the pig slayer to deal with Fang Shiqifan and then returned to the pig house with the pork. Zhou Tanzhi and his mentor sat opposite each other and ate the pot of fat pork, their mouths made a particularly appetizing chewing sound.

Zhou Tanzhi sighed: "Now I understand another truth. Not only do pigs need to know how to raise them, but they also need to know how to choose them. People are human and pigs have pig nature. Pigs should eat, eat, sleep and sleep. If you don't work in the pig industry, this disaster will come. In the future, choosing pigs is like these extra clever ones, and you need to eliminate them. Only those who are as stable as Ouyang Zhi are good pigs."

Wang Ao grabbed the cyst bone and gnawed the fascia. His teeth were not good, but he felt that he was not gnawing clean enough.

As an official, he had no chance of eating meat with such open belly, so he cherished it very much. So he used his teeth to pick the remaining meat and hummed, "It's the extreme, how can I learn from it, and let my teacher be relieved, there is something different between humans and pigs..."

As he said that, the master and apprentice looked at each other speechlessly, lowered their heads to eat meat, thinking... maybe it was because of sadness.

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Two months passed in a blink of an eye.

The story of Wang Ao raising pigs has long been spread.

Many people went to see it specifically and saw that the gentle swept the floor.

So many scholars were sad when they died.

Looking at this scene, they seemed to see their own destiny.

Even people like Princes are so miserable, and others have no future.

The officials in the court sighed secretly in private, and had a lot of things to say in their hearts, but they didn't dare to say them. They simply thought they were a clay-sculpted Bodhisattva. Even in the cabinet, they felt that it was inappropriate and hinted to His Majesty several times.

The emperor didn't understand, but he had already told Fang Jifan to do this matter. There was no news on the left and right side, so he had to pretend to be deaf and dumb for the time being.

But for others, such a thing is more like a joke.

Merchants always like to gather together and laugh at each other.

All of these people are very erotic, such as Liu Wenzhi, the boss of Desheng Business. As usual, he made a pot of high-quality slut and then took a sip.

Then, he heard other business friends laughing and saying, "I heard that the Tianguan of the Ministry of Personnel raises pigs in the West Mountain. It is amazing. As soon as it is about to be slaughtered, most of them survive. It seems that... the Tianguan is still in power, so even the pigs dare not die."

Everyone laughed.

After hearing this, Liu Wenzhi raised his eyebrows, shook his body and said, "How many slaughter rates can there be?"

"The people who are interested in fun are looking at it with a telescope, but I'm afraid it's not low, at least 90% of them, and they're well maintained."

"Is that true?" Liu Wenzhi, the owner of Desheng Trading Company, felt energetic when he heard this, and suddenly... his mind began to come to life.

People who can make a fortune have different thinking.

If someone raises pigs, two or three of them will die in ten. This is good. But if someone raises pigs, they can raise them like this. What does this mean? It means that there must be a secret recipe. The knowledge involved here may be extraordinary.

The lowest cost can create the greatest effect.

What's more, as many people begin to have a lot of money, they have a demand for meat...

Liu Wenzhi was silent on his face, but his heart was already filled with storm.

It's going to get rich.

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Chapter completed!