The most critical point of artificial incubation of chicks is nothing more than the control of eggs, humidity and temperature.

After a few decades, as long as the eggs are selected, there are basically no problems left, because there are fully automatic incubators.

Even if there is no automatic incubator, at least there is no problem in finding a thermometer and hygrometer, as long as you are careful enough, then there is no difficulty in hatching chicks safely.

And now, Zhang Ran is just because there is no problem with the eggs, there are problems in all aspects!

Raise the temperature, rely on the earthen kang, increase the humidity by sprinkling water, and don't even have a thermometer hygrometer - this thing is a rare thing in this era, there is absolutely no in the county, and there may not be it in the provincial capital, if you want to buy it, it is estimated that you have to go to a big place like Tianjin or Shanghai.

Zhang Ran now, where is this kung fu?

Everything can only be based on experience!

Fortunately, when Zhang Ran trained those large chicken farmers when he was helping the poor, he was really a hands-on teaching, and when the chicken farms of those large chicken farmers developed, he himself could definitely be regarded as a senior expert in the chicken industry.

While cleaning the eggs and wiping the water on the eggshell with a cloth, Zhang Ran and Wang Wenhua gently put the big head of the egg up and the small head down into the thick grain bran in the wooden plate, and carefully explained: "The reason why it starts to hatch in the evening is because it starts to hatch at this time, and the time when the chicks come out is daytime, and it will be convenient to take care of them when the time comes......

Wang Wenhua is very smart, because of his father Wang Changtian, he also knows a few words, and when he heard this, he nodded, and he didn't take a pen to record the main points!

The charcoal is accurately weighed and then ignited outdoors before being added to the kang oven at the end.

"Temperature is the most important thing!"

Zhang Ran explained: "Now there is no thermometer, then we can only use the soil method, use the control of the amount of charcoal added to control the fire, and finally achieve the purpose of controlling the temperature in the incubation room, add charcoal every half an hour, remember that it must be added according to the amount I said, absolutely not more, nor less...... If there is more, it will become a baked egg, and if there is less, the egg will spoil and cannot hatch......"

"There is also humidity, sprinkle water on time, that is, the water scoop one scoop at a time, no more, no less, sprinkle evenly on the ground, do not sprinkle on the eggs......"

These things are all things that Zhang Ran has summed up with his experience in living in this hatchery room in the past two days, and he didn't sleep well at all, and the dark circles under his eyes came out.

When explaining these to Wang Wenping, Zhang Ran's expression was meticulous, and even had a bit of piety.

In Wang Wenhua's eyes, it became unfathomable, and that feeling was just like when he went to the county seat when he was a child and saw those old pedants in the private school, with reverence from the heart.

"Remember, be sure to add charcoal every half an hour to ensure the continuity and stability of the temperature!"

After finishing everything and feeling the temperature and humidity, Zhang Ran instructed again, and then he left the hatchery room and went to the headquarters next door.

If possible, Zhang Ran really wanted to not leave this extremely simple hatching room until all these chicks hatched, but there was no way, he was now the backbone of the entire base area, and a lot of things had to wait for him to deal with.

The headquarters house is still being walled and completely unbuilt.

Now, a fire was lit in every room, not only to speed up the drying of the walls, but also because there were twenty more soldiers in the detachment, and there was no place to live in the village, and it was necessary to settle here at night, and it was still so cold that if there was no fire, the night would not be able to live at all.

The only thing that made Zhang Ran feel relieved was that the weather had been good recently, and there should be no possibility of rain in a few days, otherwise the more than twenty fighters would not even have a place to stay.

Because the soldiers live here, the detachment canteen has also moved over, and it is currently Lu Yan who is handling everyone's food, so the little dog will naturally follow over to eat and drink.

This is a fat shortage in the eyes of the villagers, and many villagers are muttering in private, saying that Lu Yan is relying on her identity as the women's captain of Yanggou Village, pretending to be a public servant, but Zhang Ran has no opinion, and everyone dare not say it clearly.

The dam in front of the branch was also leveled.

The stone grinder compacted the ground, sprinkled sand on top and rolled it again, although it was not as good as the concrete floor, but it was much stronger than the pure mud floor, even if it rained, it would not be muddy.

During the day, the dam was a place for the soldiers of the Eighth Route to practice, and at night, it became a place for the villagers to eat and gather.

Now, more than 20 soldiers of the Eighth Route gathered around to eat, while listening to Wang Lao and Wang Kai preach the various regulations of the detachment explained by Zhang Ran, as well as some things in training, and the villagers also ate with large bowls and small bowls, while envying these Eight Roads actually have dry rice to eat, while chatting with gossip.

"Captain!"

"Captain Zhang......"

As soon as he saw Zhang Ran coming, whether it was Wang Laogui and other soldiers of the Eighth Route or the villagers greeting him one after another, Zhang Ran was also kind and good, and he wanted to maintain his majesty at work, but at this time, he began to release his pro-people temperament again.

Enwei is the most correct way to get along with his subordinates and fellow villagers.

"Brother Ran, it's time to eat!"

The little dog came with a large earthen bowl, and the sharp dry rice in the bowl looked like it had been crushed.

"Lu Yan, you're too much!"

Wang Wenping was the first to jump up: "Captain Zhang's bowl of rice is more than two bowls of us - the pickles are twice as much as ours, what do you mean?" Didn't Captain Zhang say that everyone in our Eighth Route Army should be equal? You're obviously treating us differently......"

The villagers immediately laughed, and Lu Yanzhen refused to go out in the kitchen.

However, Wang Changtian came over with an arrow, and it was Wang Wenping, who was kicked, and scolded: "Eat your food, you can't stop your mouth when you eat dry rice - don't you see Lao Tzu and the villagers still drinking mushy soup?" ”

Wang Wenping looked at the dry rice in his bowl and then looked at the paste made by his father's bowl mixed with wild vegetables and cornmeal, and the content of the villagers' bowls that was not even as good as his father's, and suddenly became much more balanced, and shouted proudly: "Dad, I am now the Eighth Route Army, and I will participate in various combat missions in the future. ”

"Lao Tzu is fighting you, the Eighth Route Army!"

Wang Changtian was furious, and simply put down the bowl and went to find a stick.

Although a young man in his twenties, in this era, let alone a young man, it is not uncommon for even a man in his forties and fifties to be beaten by Lao Tzu.

Therefore, when Wang Wenping saw Wang Changtian coming over with a stick, he immediately screamed in fright, shrank behind Zhang Ran and shouted, "Captain Zhang, are you listening?" This old thing said that he was fighting our Eighth Route Army......"

Wang Changtian was so frightened that he hurriedly threw the stick far away.

"Fighting others is called fighting the Eighth Route Army!"

Zhang Ran pulled the meal and said: "Beat you, that's Lao Tzu beating his son, I can't control ......"

Wang Changtian was suddenly proud, picked up the stick and pointed at Wang Wenping and said, "Hear it?" Lao Tzu beats his son, no one can control this......"

Wang Wenping screamed strangely, and ran away.

The joyful air immediately resounded through the small mountain village.

After eating, it was a routine study of the policy program of the Eighth Route Army summarized by Zhang Ran according to memory and work practice, etc., because many examples were added to assist the villagers to understand, and the villagers listened very attentively, and unconsciously the degree of recognition of the Jindong detachment was gradually increasing.

It seems that there is a whole new world, which is constantly unfolding in the hearts of the villagers!