26 A month later, I heard that there was no fighting in the north, but only an intensified confrontation with the Tartar soldiers in the area of Lizhou. Only then did people breathe a sigh of relief, after all, life should be lived, what should be done or what should be done, and the confrontation with the Tartars in the north was not a day or two, but many years. Prices have calmed down a bit, but they are still much higher than they were a month or two ago.

The chickens raised by Zhou Dao are now clearly growing, but there is still some time before they are slaughtered and laid eggs. However, some time ago, the shed of the chicken seedlings had been erected, and Zhou Dao asked Xu Waer to hire the local chicken veteran Shi Luo Short Leg to manage the chicken coop for him with a high salary. This chicken looks simple, and there are many doorways inside. Disease prevention, insect prevention, chicken coop construction style, winter warmth, summer cooling, how much water, food in different periods, the configuration of herbs, chick hatching, slaughter timing, egg laying precautions, etc., how much can he know? Close to blank. But Zhou Dao only recognized: large-scale can reduce costs, can have the conditions to concentrate high-quality resources for intensive management, and achieve the goal that small workshops are not equipped and cannot achieve. For example, it is unlikely that family chickens will have very reasonable and perfect hardware facilities, and there is no need for that. In terms of cost, it is not easy to find people who are good at raising chickens to refine management.

What we can also be sure of is that hygiene matters. He requires the chicken coop to maintain a relatively hygienic environment from the structure of the chicken coop and other hardware, from the process and personnel arrangement, which has a direct impact on the survival rate of chickens and the laying of eggs at slaughter. As for how to do it, he didn't understand, so he told the old man to listen to him, and let him make suggestions and arrangements or propose improvements in this direction. Professional things are done by professional people, this is not a complicated technology, he only wants the result, and as the boss is responsible for the result.

Zhou Dao probably knows the harsh environment of the chicken farm in later generations, the chickens are in a dark and narrow space, in the pungent stench of drugs and hormones to quickly fatten, his subconscious is more repulsive, but more importantly, he does not have a variety of modern antibiotics, too high density of captivity will only make chicken plague continue to break out. At the same time, he will not have a shortcut to hormone fattening, what he has to do is to raise chickens well with a scientific attitude and honest methods, and raise them more competitive than other people's chickens.

Zhou Dao deliberately went to the chicken coop first after lunch, and he wanted to see the location of the new chicken coop in the next step. At least two more should be built, not too close to each other, so as not to contag each other. He just took a look today, and the specific details had to be discussed with Carpenter Chen and Luo Shortleg before it could be decided. Back at the mill, he wondered if he could add one or two more mills or mills in winter, which was very flexible, because their base water wheels were the same, and the grinding wheels and grinding discs could be removed and interchanged.

As he walked, he thought that his pace had slowed down, that something was wrong, and that the people around him were watching him. They all stood still, didn't come to greet him, just stared at him. Wrong?

There were millers, and there were men who came to grind rice and carry burdens, and there was a man who looked sideways at him, and then turned his head away from him, and the man had a knife hanging from his waist. Then Zhou Dao saw the second and third people with knives.

Zhou Dao was alert and asked a miller standing there in a low voice, "What's the matter?" The miller named Yang Xiong opened his mouth and muttered indistinctly, then blushed and lowered his head, silent. Li on the side looked at it with a big mouth, leaned closer and said six words, "Boss Bai, Bai Shoucheng." ＂

Seeing that he didn't understand, he added in a low voice, "The boss of the Eighteen Arhats." Zhou Dao understood and remembered, Bai Shoucheng, the boss of the Eighteen Arhats, he had heard it said before, and in summary, it was a legend.

"Are you thoughtful?" A horse-faced man with a knife stared at Zhou Dao and asked. "Ah, yes" Zhou Dao was uneasy, he didn't know what was going on, but he noticed that the man was holding the hilt of the knife in his right hand, and there was a long scar in his left ear that ran from behind the ear through the chin to the bottom of the neck. "Master Bai is waiting for you, go in." He nodded to a mill in front of him.

The door of the mill room is usually not closed, and Zhou Dao walked in in a panic, he felt that it was dark all around.

In the shadow of the doorway stood a man of great height, with a knife facing him so hard that he could not see his face clearly. "Are you thoughtful? Well, you come here. The voice came from the other side, and a man stood next to the milling trough, grabbed a handful of rice bran and put it in front of his nose, smacked it, and then threw it back to the milling chute and clapped his hands. The light shone on him through the window, and he could see that he was not tall but sturdy, with a trimmed mustache, and he looked like he was in his thirties, with a knife hanging in front of his waist and a dagger on the other side.

"How long do you have to grind a mess of rice?" The voice was a little hoarse, "It's almost six minutes" Zhou Dao didn't expect him to ask this, he didn't dare to talk nonsense before he figured out the situation. "How many loads do you grind in a day" and "The appearance of twenty loads depends on the situation." The man looked up and closed his eyes, as if in silence. Leaning less, he no longer looked up, patted Zhou Dao's shoulder with a smile and said, "You are very good." Zhou Dao laughed with him, not knowing what to do. You go out first, don't come in if it's okay. He turned his head to the big man at the door and ordered, but the big man didn't say a word and went out.

This is Bai Shoucheng, Bai Ye. Zhou Dao is now clear. Bai Ye turned his head and looked at Zhou Dao with a playful smile, and said, "You picked up a life." Zhou Dao, who was still laughing, had a stiff expression, "Someone paid for your head, a hundred yuan, not high or low, I just came to see if you were worth the price." "It was all too sudden, Zhou Dao's back was wet, and his tongue was stiff." It's all gone, and you don't have to worry about this anymore. He comforted, waving his hand generously as if driving away a mosquito. With me covered, no one dares to touch you. He added.

At this time, a figure leaned in from the brightness, the light in the mill room was dim, he was a little uncomfortable, it was Li Dazui, he was holding a flat pole in his hand. "What are you doing?" It was Bai Ye who was asking, and Li Dazui saw it clearly, and the two people in the room were looking at him. "I, I'm on duty in this mill, I just want to see if the rice is finished." Li Dazui nodded with a smile. "How did you get in? No one stopped you at the door? "No, no." Li Dazui had an inexplicable expression, just now there was a big man with a knife standing outside the mill, Li Dazui gritted his teeth or came over to see Zhou Dao's situation, but the big man did not stop him. "Oh, this rice is almost cooked, you put it away. ＂

"Alas, good," Li Dazui hurriedly stepped forward to collect rice. "Come here, too." Bai Ye pointed to the door, Zhou Dao and Li Dazui also turned their heads to look at the door, there was a bright white light outside the door, and there was no one.

"Gross!" With a dull impact sound, I saw Bai Ye grab Li Dazui's shoulder, fly up and hit him in the chest and abdomen with a knees, Li Dazui couldn't react at all, and with a low howl, the whole person bent down, and the flat shoulder also slipped to the ground. Bai Shoucheng took out a knife and slashed at Li Dazui's head, accompanied by a terrible scream, Li Dazui's head was covered with blood. "I just fucking want to know, what are you doing with a bunga? Yes? What do you want to do! Bai Ye's face was twisted and roared, and he grabbed the scabbard knife with both hands and slashed desperately! He's gone crazy. Zhou Dao was completely paralyzed with fright, and he couldn't move at all against the wall. Before long, Li Dazui stopped moving, and Bai Shoucheng stopped his knife and gasped. In the meantime, the big man with the knife at the door heard the movement and probed in to take a look, and saw that Bai Ye was going crazy, so he retracted his head again.

"Lao Tzu is in a good mood today, and he didn't open the blade." Bai Ye said and kicked Li Dazui, who had passed out, "It's too cheap for you, I have to let you have a better memory." He grabbed Li Dazui's hand, threw the knife, pulled out the dagger, and pressed Li Dazui's right hand to the ground. Bai Ye spares his life, Bai Ye spares his life! He's here to mill rice, so let him go! Zhou Dao came to his senses and hurriedly pleaded.

Bai Shoucheng held the dagger, squatted in front of the unconscious Li Dazui, turned his head and stared at Zhou Dao coldly, "You want to stand up for him?" "No, no, Bai Ye, you misunderstood, he is just a rice miller, stunned and ignorant, Bai Ye, you have already taught him a lesson, he will never dare again." "Stunned? Okay, today I will see that your face does not care about him. With that, he grabbed the dagger and slashed down, "Ah! There was another seeping scream, and Bai Shengsheng rolled on the ground, shedding a small pool of red, which was the ring finger. Li Dazui fainted again.

"The hand is still kept, the person is good, he is cheap." Bai Ye picked up the knife and wiped the blood back and forth on Li Dazui's body twice, then stood up and inserted the scabbard back and walked to Zhou Dao's side. He grabbed a handful of rice bran from the grinding trough, rubbed and rubbed it back and forth with both hands, and the blood-stained rice and bran were scattered on the ground and in the grinding trough, white, yellow, red, gray and black, and the rest was thrown back to the grinding trough by him. "Where did we just say?" Bai Ye asked while rubbing. "Huh?" Zhou Dao felt nauseous, looking at everything in front of him, his scalp was numb.

"Well, yes, it's a matter of cooperation. Sanqi open, you take the big head, I have never been greedy, I protect you, no one can touch you, you just have to get the mill right, and you don't have to worry about the rest. "Ahh Zhou Dao didn't know what to say. "Huh?" Bai Ye frowned, "You don't seem to be satisfied?" "No, it's just a little sudden, and I didn't think about it for a while." Zhou Dao explained. Bai Ye glanced at Zhou Dao, and Zhou Dao felt that his eyes were empty and indifferent, as if he was not looking at him. "You owe me my life. Think clearly. Bai Ye nodded Zhou Dao with his hand and stared at him, "If you don't think it's okay, just say it." ＂

Zhou Dao looked at Bai Ye, then looked at Li Dazui, who was covered in blood and fell to the ground, and opened his mouth, "Okay, okay." "I don't know what he means, or if he agrees." That's it, it's decided? Bai Ye looked at him and asked again. Good, good" thoughtful and powerless. Bai Ye smiled, "That's good, it's a word." As I said, you're a good man. Then, Bai Ye and his people left.