Chapter Twenty-Nine: We Don't Eat with Our Faces

The three experts were indeed very satisfied, and one of them drank two cups of hot wine to warm up his body, and ate the vegetables with rice.

After eating, they took a break and continued to estimate the Violet Queen.

Lin Fan boiled a large pot of water and scientifically matched the concentrate feed prepared for the donkey.

The weather is cold and wet, and the wild donkey itself is not in good condition, so the straw is not fed first, and it is replaced with dry corn, not for flour, and broken into small pieces.

Add one-third of the wheat bran and one-fifth of the soybeans and a little more salt.

Lin Fan took out the peanut cake after squeezing the oil, thought about it again and again, shook his head and threw it back.

Cheng Xinya didn't pay attention to succulents, she followed Lin Fan with a driver and five bodyguards.

"Eat peanut cake to supplement nutrition, there is protein in it. Cheng Xinya used her knowledge to explain the benefits of peanut cake.

"It's wet, I'm worried about the wild donkey's diarrhea, and I didn't put a dip in soybean meal when I put it because it has a lot of residual oil.

If you don't feed the straw, the straw is hollow and absorbs moisture, and if you don't feed the corn cob flour, the corn cob powder is low in nutrition.

Usually domestic livestock, at this time is fat, meat is called fattening. If I want to raise wild donkeys, I should feed eggs, but I am afraid that they will not be replenished.

Feeding corn dregs instead of corn flour is my intention to use corn dregs to help them clean up their gastrointestinal tract from eating messy things in the winter. ”

Lin Fan said while thinking that feeding livestock is not a simple matter, just like seeing a doctor in traditional Chinese medicine, it needs to be adjusted with food.

Cheng Xinya looked at Lin Fan with admiring eyes and asked, "How can they live without raising them?"

"Hold on, if you can't make it, you'll die, and when the grass grows, they'll look for herbs to eat. Lin Fan said and put the wheat bran into a large iron pot and fried it, and the wheat bran also absorbed moisture.

The five bodyguards and the driver couldn't interject, they didn't understand.

The bald bodyguard was the saddest, he found that he couldn't cook, raise livestock, build a house, look handsome enough, and couldn't fight. What's the point of being alive?

Shaking his head vigorously, he hurriedly threw out the thoughts he shouldn't have and lived to earn money to support his family.

After the wheat bran was fried and the boiling water cooled down, Lin Fan found a bucket with a lid and put a part of it, and put a piece of plastic cloth into the rain, so that he could not use his true qi to block the rain.

Cheng Xinya tilted her head through the glass door and thought about it, muttering: "Obviously you can live by your face, but you have to be so strong, maybe this is the requirement of his place." ”

The bald bodyguard touched the scar on his head, gritted his teeth and once again strengthened his belief that he must live, I don't care what others say, let alone compare with others.

Lin Fan sent it three times in a row, and then used plastic sheets to cover the fence of the donkey pen, cleaned up the manure with a shovel, and opened two bundles of straw to spread it in.

When I got back to the house, I got planks and a handsaw, a hammer, and nails, and squeaked and did the carpentry work.

Cheng Xinya went to the side to take a look, and without waiting for her to ask, Lin Fan took the initiative to say: "When I come back, I see that the kennel made of paper shells is going to collapse, and it is not good to cover it with plastic sheeting." ”

Twenty minutes, a beautiful kennel was made, wrapped in plastic sheeting and moved over, and the dog couple moved into the new home with the puppy in their mouths, without nostalgia for the original cardboard box.

"You repair a toilet with me. Lin Fan still has something to do, call the bodyguard and the driver to open a door next to the big house and repair the toilet.

Quick-drying cement is readily available, but there are no ceramic toilet squatting toilets.

Lin Fan dug a pit by himself, commanded them to build a hut with boards, and dug a big pit outside against the rain, and the pipe went out, and there was a right-angle pipe here.

The position of the drain is handled, and the top flush is stuck into a four-inch pipe along the wooden board wall, and a straight valve is added.

The bodyguard and the driver ran to the house, making a simple temporary water tank out of shelves and plastic.

Lin Fan used cement to repair the squatting pool, if he wanted to inlay tiles, he would wipe out the hemp surface, but now he used it directly, and he calendered it.

First use a large trowel to make a shape, and then use a small trowel to trim the edge and make the curvature.

At the end of the two hours, he made two urinals, divided into men and women, with a baffle in between.

The bodyguard Xiao Xu wiped the water on his face with a towel, gave a thumbs up and said to Lin Fan: "Mr. Lin, I took it, you are this." ”

"It's not a big deal, many of the manor owners abroad do it themselves. Lin Fan didn't think about anything other than that there were few materials and few tools.

He's used to it, and when he was an auxiliary police officer in the past, the people who called the police had everything.

In the key lock house, I am reluctant to spend money to find someone who opens the lock company, find the police, and the police go over to see, and can open it directly, but cannot open it to find the fire department.

The old man and the old lady, the gas leaked at home, the sewer was blocked, the pigsty was broken, and the bungalow was waterproof and wasted.

In these cases, sometimes they go to the civil administration, sometimes they go to the police, and some call the mayor directly.

It is not the mayor who calls the mayor, and it is not the mayor who answers the phone, but in the end, it is the people of civil affairs, fire protection, and public security who do the work.

People just don't spend money to hire people to do it, and if it is difficult to find the police, it is not for fun.

Most of the police have their own business, and the rest are auxiliary and auxiliary police.

If the auxiliary police don't want to do it, they won't do it, it's a big deal to change places, but the auxiliary police are counting on becoming regular.

One of the things that Lin Fan remembered the most was that the walls of the bungalow where the ninety-one-year-old lady lived alone were moldy, and she had no money and wanted to shave it herself.

Then I fell and called the police directly.

Lin Fan was sent to the hospital with the police, and after checking that there was no major incident, the muscle was strained.

The old lady wants to shave the white, so Lin Fan will take an assistant police officer to do it.

After scraping, the plastic steel windows were demolished, two-layered, and who got into the middle was dirty, and it was not clean if it was not dismantled and wiped.

After three days of work, the house was cleaned up.

The old lady put down a bowl of noodles and stewed a dish, so she had to stay with Lin Fan and the assistant police to eat.

The two of them can't resist it, and they eat.

During the meal, the old lady said to Lin Fan: "Xiaolin, the eldest lady knows that you are uncomfortable, and the eldest lady has no choice, the eldest lady will kowtow to you today, and if there is anything you can't think of, your heart will be smooth." ”

said that the old lady was going to kneel, but Lin Fan and the assistant police knelt, they didn't hate the old lady, they hated the civil affairs, who should be responsible for who was not clear?

Lin Fan felt deeply at that time and began to learn various skills.

Because he found that his identity represented a faith, and he had to take that responsibility when others relied on him.

Now it is a routine operation, and he can do it if he needs thermal electric welding, and the welding is not bad.

Cheng Xinya, the bodyguards and the driver didn't know Lin Fan's experience, they only thought that Lin Fan was amazing, and he learned so much at a young age.

Others rest, Lin Fan cooks.

It rained overnight, and the next morning it was still moderately rainy.

While everyone was sitting and eating siu mai and mutton soup, two more experts in succulents came.

They were escorted by three police cars, and as soon as the experts arrived, they were in a hurry to see the Violet Queen, and the company's driver stood next to Cheng Xinya to report.

He said that he met a police car on the road, and the police did not allow him to make a phone call and wanted to arrest someone.

Lin Fan turned around and went to the kitchen, the siu mai was not enough to eat, he made five more people's meals, fed the two experts and the driver, and he could still eat two more bites.

Now that there are ten policemen, are they starving?

The police who came led the team was Captain Zhou, who followed him into the kitchen, saw that Lin Fan had made good noodles in less than three minutes, and then brushed and chopped the mutton stuffing and green onions.

Waiting for the oil to be put in the big pan, Lin Fan directly took out a pie with his hands in five seconds and put it on the brand, and Captain Zhou spoke.

"It rained heavily yesterday, and Sumu Village, which is seventy-one kilometers away from you in a straight line to the north, was washed away by the water. ”

Lin Fan listened, continued to make pies, grabbed the thin noodles into a ball, pressed a big pit in the middle, grabbed a handful of stuffing and stuffed it in, rubbed it with both hands, it was a stuffed steamed bun, and then flattened, pie.

Captain Zhou looked at it and felt pleasing to the eye, and then said: "Next to the river in the village is a mountain, and the mountain has collapsed, revealing a cave.

When we looked at it, we found that it was the hiding place of a roving criminal gang, and the preliminary estimate was that there were 30 people. ”

"Are you saying that they live a cave life and have a perfect social system?" Lin Fan joked.

"Hehe!" Captain Zhou laughed twice, and became serious again: "There are forty known human lives in their hands, and there are traces in the case three years ago, and we have never caught anyone, so the pressure is great." ”

Hearing the human life, Lin Fan stopped joking, and asked seriously: "Ran to me?"

"They burglarized gold shops and corporate finance offices, and killed those on duty or on duty. I know you're good at fighting, but did you know that you can climb up the side of a four-story building with your bare hands?" said Captain Zhou.

Before Lin Fan could say anything, Captain Zhou continued: "We suspect that it is a special person, there is a person with strong personal physical fitness, called a cultivator.

After we reported it, it told us to get enough evidence to prove it, so they could apply for special personnel to deal with it.

If you meet them, you ...... What are the odds?"

When Captain Zhou said this, his eyes stared at Lin Fan's face.

Lin Fan smiled: "You just ask me directly if I am a cultivator, cultivators are not as mysterious and unmentionable as most people think."

Rest assured, I met and I caught them, promised not to die, and handed them over to you alive.

In fact, I hope to have a gun, Sister Cheng is helping me to get a ~ license, which is more difficult than a helicopter commercial license, the key is that I don't have a gun. ”

"Our guns must not lend you, you go find a gun yourself, at least a hunting ~ gun. Captain Zhou's attitude became more and more intimate, and he also gave ideas on how to get a gun.

"What happened if I shot it?" Lin Fan had to ask first.

"We say what's going on, and some of the herders here legally own hunting ~ guns. Captain Zhou squeezed his eyes.

Lin Fan's pie is finished, ninety big pies, two pots, enough for the police to eat, there is still leftover, you can eat more.

After thinking about it for a while, Lin Fan stared back, looked into Captain Zhou's eyes and asked, "Are you sure I will get the gun myself, and then you will settle it?"

Captain Zhou was just about to affirm, but suddenly remembered something, lowered his head and pulled his hand~ gun out of the holster.

"Give, use mine, if you make meritorious service, it will be counted as mine, that is, the gun I fired. After Captain Zhou said this, he was relieved as if he had solved such a big matter.

Lin Fan returned the gun: "They should have guns, if they really come over, I will rob them, and the credit will be yours." ”