The eating, drinking, and lasa of more than 100 yaks really gave Chen Fan a headache, and he wished that Wang Xiang would quickly pick out the yaks for bullfighting, and then pull the rest of his brains to the slaughterhouse.

Wang Xiang also saw Chen Fan's helplessness, smiled and didn't say much, and was ready to choose a bullfight.

These free-range yaks did not feel the slightest feeling when they saw Wang Xiang and others coming, and they still enjoyed the fresh pasture leisurely, for them, there was no difference between Sinong Temple and the pasture in the Western Regions, they all had the same fresh grass to eat.

Wang Xiang walked around the fence and watched, Li Zhi and Xiao Lori followed behind Wang Xiang, and then behind were the officials of Sinong Temple.

"Wang Jiancheng, how do you choose a bull for bullfighting?" Li Zhi looked at Wang Xiang with a curious expression.

Wang Xiang stopped and thought about it, and said to Chen Fan: "Lord Chen, can Sinong Temple be whipped?" ”

"Whip?" Chen Fan was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and said, "I don't know if the horse whip is okay?" ”

Wang Xiang nodded and said, "It's okay to have a horse whip, you can send someone to bring it." ”

Chen Fan immediately ordered an official to go and get the horsewhip, and then asked curiously: "I don't know what the Hou Ye wants the horsewhip for?" ”

Wang Xiang smiled: "Pick a cow." ”

This time, without Chen Fan asking Li Zhi, he couldn't help but speak: "Wang Jiancheng, what are you doing with this bull and a horsewhip?" ”

Everyone else also looked at Wang Xiang curiously, obviously not understanding his intentions.

Wang Xiang explained: "One of the most important requirements for bullfighting is to have a hot temper, if a yak is whipped and does not know how to resist, it will naturally not be able to be used for bullfighting. ”

"Huh?" Little Lori wrinkled her cute little nose, "Brother-in-law, are you going to whip these calves?" ”

In fact, each of these yaks weighs hundreds of catties, which is much larger than the size of the Datang ploughing cow, but Xiao Lori is used to Xiao Hei, so these yaks have become calves in her eyes......

"Can you please stop whipping these calves, how pitiful they are."

Li Zhi also spoke: "Yes, Wang Jiancheng, these calves are too pitiful. ”

"Zixin, how can you be so ruthless."

I'll go, Cheng Chuliang even has the face to say this, every time he eats beef at dinner, he eats the most beef, and so does Li Zhi's little ghost, a few days ago, when Ma Wenxin just brought the yak back to Chang'an, this little ghost was still excitedly shouting that there was beef to eat, this time they all became merciful good people, and I became a heinous bad person.

Sensing Wang Xiang's unhappiness, Cheng Chuliang stepped forward with a smile and said, "Zixin, is there no other way?" ”

Wang Xiang rolled his eyelids and was too lazy to take care of this goods, but thinking that he was holding a horsewhip and whipping these yaks one by one, that scene was indeed a bit beautiful and I couldn't bear to look at it directly.

After the whip was taken, Wang Xiang was still useless after all, frowned and thought about it, and suddenly thought of a good way.

"Lord Chen, I want to trouble you to find a piece of red cloth, about five feet long and five feet wide."

"Red cloth?" Chen Fan found that his head couldn't keep up with Wang Xiang's train of thought at all, he just asked for a horsewhip to whip a yak, what was he doing with a red cloth this time?

The red cloth is not difficult to find, and after a while, someone found a five-foot-long and wide red cloth, and Wang Xiang felt quite satisfied after reading it.

Li Zhi leaned over and asked, "Wang Jiancheng, what do you want this red cloth for, is there a new way?" ”

Wang Xiang pinched his face and said, "Yes, in order not to hurt your little cow, I can only find another way." ”

Li Zhi's face was pinched red by Wang Xiang, and he finally broke free from Wang Xiang's grasp, and hurriedly moved away from him and rubbed his faintly painful face.

After teaching Li Zhi a lesson, Wang Xiang's mood suddenly improved a lot.

I used to see bullfighting activities on TV, and those bullfighters were dangling in front of the bullfighting with a piece of red cloth, and the bullfighters saw the shaking red cloth and immediately chased the red cloth like a stimulant, so Wang Xiang thought of such a way.

As for the actual effect, you will only know if you have tried it.

Bullfighting is an exciting and dangerous activity, and every time you see a bullfight, someone gets injured or even dies because of it, but there are still many people who enjoy it.

Wang Xiang was naturally not worried about any danger at all, these yaks were ordinary yaks, and he was a person with super powers, no matter how fierce the bullfighting bull was, it would not be able to pose danger to him.

Let the little officials who feed the yaks come out first, and then Wang Xiang took the red cloth and shook it in front of the group of yaks.

There was no imaginary riot, and the yaks in the fence were still eating with relish, and it seemed that they didn't see the red cloth in Wang Xiang's hand at all.

Now it was embarrassing, everyone only saw Wang Xiang shaking around with a red cloth at the yak, if someone he didn't know would definitely regard him as a madman.

After shaking for a long time, I didn't see a single yak react, so Wang Xiang coughed dryly and said, "Let's go and rest for a while, and then come back after they finish eating the pasture." ”

Taking advantage of Chen Fan's hospitality to Li Zhi, Wang Xiang found an opportunity to return to the end of the world with a thought, and then found Zhao Jun and asked him to ask if there was anyone in the base who knew bullfighting.

Although Zhao Jun didn't know what Wang Xiang was looking for someone who knew bullfighting, he still found a person who had studied bullfighting according to his request.

There are now tens of thousands of survivors in the Jiayuan base, and talents in almost any field can be found.

After listening to the explanation, Wang Xiang realized that it was not the problem of the yaks and the red cloth, but the wrong time to choose.

"Freshly fed cattle are the least aggressive, and if you want to choose a good bullfight, you have to starve them a few times, and you have to divide the cattle in a small space, and the small space will also stimulate the madness of the cows, and the hungry cattle are the most aggressive when they are released from the small space, as long as they see something shaking, they will chase after it."

Wang Xiang also learned that the yaks in the Western Regions are strong and are a very suitable type of cattle for bullfighting, and the reason why he feels that the yaks brought back by Ma Wenxin are not aggressive is because they live too leisurely, and there is an abundant supply of fresh grass every day, which naturally cultivates their inertia, while wild yaks often fight fiercely for a fertile pasture.

After learning how to select and train the bullfighting king, Xiang returned to the last days and instructed Chen Fan to let people build some independent calf pens.

"As long as it can fit the size of a yak."

Chen Fan was puzzled: "What are you doing with these calf pens?" ”

Wang Xiang didn't explain much, and said directly: "After building the calf pen, divide and switch these yaks for two days, and you don't need to feed them grass for these two days, and I will pick up cattle after two days." ”

Li Zhi was puzzled: "Wang Jiancheng, aren't we going to pick a cow today?" ”

"These yaks usually live too comfortably, it's hard to choose, and you can pick out a suitable bullfight when you come back in two days."

Others don't know bullfighting, they can only listen to Wang Xiang, but the people of Sinong Temple have worked hard, and building more than a hundred bullpens is not an easy job.

(To be continued.) )