Castration is actually also a sacred ritual, before the execution, it is necessary to burn incense and bathe, sit and meditate, so that the whole person is in an ethereal state, one eyes are like electricity, one hand is like lightning and thunder, well, these are all virtual, in fact, you only need to scatter a cigarette and make a cup of tea.

Piglets are generally castrated more than 20 days after birth, depending on the growth of the piglets. It is also feasible to delay the castration for up to two months at the latest, but the longer it is delayed, it is not cost-effective in terms of breeding costs.

After castration, the piglets will enter a crazy period, and the piglets are normally slaughtered and sold to farmers in sixty days, but many times they are fed for seventy or eighty days, because the unit price of piglets is higher than that of pigs.

"Catch the little boar." Suyang Dama Golden Knife sat on the stone pier, and the pointer knife for castration had been prepared, boiled in boiling water in advance, for the purpose of disinfection, which was widely used in veterinary medicine.

The big pig generally scratches the ears and tail, because only these two places can be caught, and the rest of the parts are not able to start, and catching the little pig is to lift the hind legs, upside down in the air, so that the little pig can not move.

Pabu grabbed a boar according to his request, Su Yang skillfully took it, put the piglet flat on the ground, stepped on the pig's head with one foot, and stepped on the pig's leg with one foot, this is skillful, similar to wrestling, the pig's front leg and one hind leg were stuck, making it unable to move.

At this time, the piglet's abdomen was exposed in front of his eyes, and this depended on experience, and the knife must be accurate, and the mood could not be affected by the piglet's neighing cry.

"Woohoo!" The pointer knife first stabbed in, and then gently pulled, cut a very small opening, and then he squeezed it with his hand, and the little pig egg was exposed, and after grabbing it, he cut off the connecting belt, and threw it casually, and the egg was thrown into the clay pot. Then repeat it on the side, cut off the other egg, and the operation was successful.

The hand rises and the knife falls, the pig is carried away, and the egg is left!

"Catch another pig."

Su Yang is very satisfied that the craft has not been abolished, and it is finally useful, the castrated piglets do not need to be treated, they can slowly heal on their own, and from then on, they are no longer vigorous, as long as they are at ease and grow meat, waiting for the slaughter.

The castration of the second pig is also more successful, that is, I want to feed a total of six piglets, but it is not so simple, the first is to identify the problem of pigweed, it should be said that cutting pigweed in winter is a big trouble, and if you just feed some forage, the pig will not grow fast.

We have to take our time until next year we can feed the husks to the pigs and find a way to plant some tubers.

And the calf, when the winter is over, wears a nose rope, and it is probably more helpful to raise more cattle than pigs, because you can herd cattle, but you can't herd pigs.

Little pig eggs are also known as "head knife vegetables", for men, it is very nourishing, there is no fishy smell, it tastes powdery, and it is even more aftertaste when boiled in rice wine, and it can treat hernia at the same time.

He ate only one of himself, and gave the remaining three to Prabhu, but everyone who ate said it was good.

The two castrated piglets survived, their vitality was surprisingly tenacious, and of course they became docile, and they couldn't beat the remaining little boar. There are also six ducks, but there are seven jackals, which is almost six-six-six.

"Squeak, squeak." Su Yang squeaked in his mouth, and soon seven jackals ran over, this is a kind of conditioned reflex, when feeding or petting the animal, it will make a certain sound, and after a long time, it can form a sound emission.

He doesn't need to train jackals to be pets that can shake hands and roll, but he needs a hunting dog, or a domestic dog that can warn is enough, and there is a process of domestication, and when the next generation of puppies speaks, it will be much better.

Rubbed the top of the little jackal's head and chest, and at the same time carried out a small punishment on the two ends that did not perform well, and slapped his face directly, after a long time, imperceptibly, even if he beat the jackal when he grew up, it was not a problem.

A few days later, the temperature dropped a little more, and it was almost the coldest time, and I didn't want to go out at all.

His savage language has become smoother and smoother, and before he knows it, he has grown a little longer, and he is much better than the strong man before, and it seems that winter is suitable for growing fat.

Xiao Xia has also made significant progress, she can already walk upright and slowly, and her logic and vocabulary will not be much worse than that of children of the same age in the tribe, which shows that Xiao Xia is very smart, intelligence is not a problem, maybe she has eaten something good, this is the primitive period, who can say accurately.

For example, there is a saber-toothed tiger now, but it has long been extinct in modern times, and for example, he has seen a lot of animals and plants, although they can match the number, but there is still a little difference from modern times, evolutionary theory, survival of the fittest. Even human beings, the current primitive man, are not slowly evolving and writing civilization.

Less than half of the winter has passed, and a lot of bamboo shoots have been dug up near the rocks, plus there is a lot of meat, and there are some herbs, and there are rare no dead people in this winter, which is unimaginable in the past, and the people have also felt the changes, and the source of all this is from the time when Su Yang rushed to the ruins.

Su Yang counted the food, estimated that he would save a little, and drink more soup, which was enough to get through, so he didn't think about going out, but he arranged his time very full every day, either exercising or studying, and he also began to learn to identify herbs and organize the usage and dosage.

This is actually unruly, the matter of medicine is really sacred, and it is generally in the hands of the elders of various tribes, some people know more, such as Matsu, and some people only know a few herbs. He had already asked, the herbs belonged to Fan Tao of Wu, of course, Wu knew many kinds of herbs, and this was just a means of Wu.

Su Yang felt that he didn't have the courage to taste herbs, but he was also a veterinarian, although he used Western medicine, but the truth was the same, and he should learn it quickly.

In fact, this is also the case, he has already figured out the dozen or so herbs that Matsu brought back to everyone last time, and he has learned several from the savage tribe, and he has also heard some things from several people from the Shenlong clan.

Among them, there is something called "Yang Grass", which caught his attention, tonifying the kidneys. At first he thought it was a yam, which could be dug in winter, yam is a perennial plant, and in autumn and winter, the rattan will wither, but in the spring it will grow again, and after many years of accumulation, a yam plant may be able to dig up so many tubers in a dustpan.

But in the end, I found that Qiyang grass is not a yam, it is just a kind of grass, it will wither in winter, grow in spring, grow again after harvesting, and it will not be seen in winter, so I have to wait for spring to talk about it.

He was now able to deal with his injuries by using a horseshoe grass that resembled a horse's hoof to stop the bleeding, and the web of another soil spider, which was only a little larger than the tip of his thumb and was more on the wall of the cave, and could be torn off and covered over the wound. There is also bear bile to stop bleeding, which is more luxurious to use.

When he was a veterinarian, he liked to use penicillin the most, and he often used it on people, that is, if he accidentally got a wound, just sprinkle veterinary penicillin powder on the wound, and it could stop the bleeding immediately and heal very quickly. Of course, penicillin allergy is fatal, so he learned to test the skin himself, maybe this method can be used to test the toxicity of herbs, but it is estimated that he does not have the courage to try, in case he misses and hangs up, wouldn't he die less than a feather.

So he is still accustomed to using the doctrine of taking it, using ready-made medicines, as long as he systematically summarizes it, he may be able to make up a hundred kinds of herbs, and there will be nothing to do with Shennong in the future. Thinking of Shennong tasting a hundred herbs, he thought of Emperor Yan, this human ancestor didn't know if he had been born?

According to his impression, Emperor Yan's age should be older than that of the Yellow Emperor and Chi You, and it may not even be a person of the same age, but no one can really conclude the history of the ancient primitive period. The historical degree that later generations can archaeology will be broken when they arrive at Yinxu, and there is no real historical research before Yinxu, that is, there is no cultural relics unearthed, and there is no ironclad evidence.

Of course, the Stone Age existed, the Bronze Age also existed, and it is also a fact that China has thousands of years, or even tens of thousands of years of history and culture.

Su Yang is now writing history, maybe this period of primitive history will eventually be forgotten, but he believes that it must be more brilliant than he imagined, for the sake of the tribe!

As for what he wants to do, there is no doubt that he is the biggest under the gods.

Twenty-one medicines have been sorted out, and the specimens have been preserved, and the usage and dosage have all been recorded in my mind, and in time, there will be nothing to do with the elders.

It's a pity that he couldn't learn witchcraft, and I don't know if it's a pity, if he goes, why ten years, it is estimated that he can be better than blue in one year at most, but it is also possible that he can't learn anything, mainly because his thinking is not on the same line as primitive people, and many things cannot be understood.

For example, stone carvings, Xiao Xia seems to be inspired every day, and he can't see any meaning.

Back to the basics, he felt that the primitive man's thinking was at such an extent that he had been tainted and could not see the essence clearly.

It's like a picture, with a poem, he sees it, and he will read the poem out as soon as possible, the bright moonlight in front of the bed, so he thinks about his mother-in-law, wrong, it's frost on the ground; Raise your head to look at the bright moon and bow your head to think of your hometown.

At this time, a three-year-old child saw pictures and poems, because the child did not know words, so he could only look at pictures, and when he saw the bed, he read "the bright moonlight in front of the bed"; Seeing the frost, the second sentence came out; I saw the moon, and the third line of the poem came out; saw the old man in the picture, and the fourth sentence also came out.

The child just looked at the picture and read out the whole poem, word for word, with standard pronunciation. This is the level of the most kindergarten classes, and even the children in the kindergarten class can read pictures, and the teacher teaches them this way. But as an adult, if you erase the text on it, and replace it with a more difficult poem, or a fairy tale, or some original articles, I'm afraid you won't be able to read the text by looking at the pictures.

Su Yang is feeling this way now, compared with the intelligence and insight of primitive people, he is undoubtedly a giant, and primitive people are just children. But in the primitive environment, who is more powerful, it is really unclear, at least he can't fully surpass the primitive people, the sorrow of the traverser!

Since he can't read and write, why not take one step and lead the people to start creating words?

PS: I went back to my hometown for the Dragon Boat Festival, there are more trivial things, in fact, I drank too much wine, and it is estimated that I can only have one change in the past two days, and the updates owed will be made up before they are put on the shelves, thank you for your tips and birthday wishes.