Chapter 123: The King of Chicken Farming

watched Silly Zhu slowly eat the food in his bowl, and from time to time he raised his head to look at Zhang Xingbang, his eyes were full of happiness.

"Xiaoliang, let's go eat too."

Zhang Xingbang sighed lightly, turned around and took An Liang to a separate table not far away, this table was already sitting a few people at the moment, the village chief and Zhang Shugen were also sitting in the seat, and at this moment a few people were toasting the village chief Zhang Changhe.

"Xingbang, don't be busy, let's eat first."

Zhang Changhe saw Zhang Xingbang coming over with An Liang, and said in a speech.

"Well, Xiaoliang, sit here, we don't have much to say about the flowing water mat in our village, the taste is absolutely good, you can eat more."

Zhang Xingbang smiled and took An Liang to sit in two positions.

An Liang was not hypocritical, he nodded with a smile, the dishes on this table have been served at the moment, the four major pieces of chicken and fish elbow are steaming with fragrant and fluttering heat, and there is a big bowl of egg soup, the staple food has not been served yet, and at the end, An Liang is index finger moved.

"Who is this?"

The other people who were already sitting in the seat obviously didn't know An Liang, a middle-aged man in his fifties who was the first person under the village chief asked.

"Oh, this is the instructor sent from above to show us the chicken farm, An Liang."

Zhang Xingbang was also hungry and was about to eat two bites, only to remember that he hadn't introduced An Liang yet, smiled awkwardly, hurriedly put down his chopsticks, and introduced.

"Instructor?"

In addition to the village chief, Zhang Xingbang and Zhang Shugen, there were only four people left at this table, and it was the middle-aged man who was the eldest of the four people who was questioning, and An Liang also saw that the person sitting at this table was either the main family or the village cadre.

The quality of the food, tobacco and alcohol on this table is much better than that on the table outside, and there are bottles of Moutai, and the cigarettes are also soft Huazi...

The middle-aged man glanced at An Liang, and the suspicious expression on his face did not intend to hide it at all, obviously not believing that such a young man could be a technician with great ability.

"I said Xingbang, the chicken farm in our village is our lifeblood, you just find a hairy child, don't be deaf and not cured, and then treat the blind."

The middle-aged man didn't speak politely at all, the things in his mouth hadn't been chewed yet, although he didn't squirt out any food residues, but An Liang was also nauseous when he saw it.

"I said old fart, can you speak, this is a top student of Anseong University, do you think they are all like you? Don't know how many big characters?! ”

Zhang Xingbang's face suddenly collapsed, this was the instructor he sent to him above, and An Liang could see at a glance that something was wrong with the corpse before, and it could be regarded as showing his hand, not that he didn't know anything to perfunctory him.

And An Liang is no longer his own guest, but a guest of the whole village, this old fart is such a yin and yang weird squeeze An Liang, where can he still see it.

"I can't speak?! Tell me, the chicken farm has been three months, how many chickens have died, let you check, have you found out!! Aren't you just a god, you mixed up with the village cadres, and you got up. ”

The middle-aged man slammed the cup in his hand, glared at Zhang Xingbang with two eyes and scolded.

Zhang Changhe, who was the first in the first place, also frowned slightly when he heard this, he himself is also a village cadre, and Zhang Xingbang is his subordinate, this old fart scolded Zhang Xingbang, didn't he bring all the village cadres with him?

"You !!"

Zhang Xingbang was suddenly choked with anger, his chest rose and fell violently, the anger in his eyes could not be concealed, and he was speechless when he pointed at Zhang Laofart.

"Uncle Zhang is angry."

Seeing this, An Liang hurriedly supported Zhang Xingbang and helped him to the seat, they hate to be called a god stick by others the most in these small sacrificial wines, which is their taboo.

Although their Taoism is almost non-existent, they have contributed a lot to the peace of the village, and in the end they are scolded as feudal superstitions and gods, where can they still sit still.

"Uncle Fart, I'm really just a little college student, I don't know who you are?"

An Liang smiled very "respectfully", but a fart uncle came out of his mouth, and several other people on the table squirted violently and laughed when they heard this.

Zhang Laofang is indeed Zhang Ergang's nickname, but they didn't feel funny when they screamed, but no one thought to call him Uncle Fart, which came out of An Liang's mouth, and they were all happy.

However, Zhang Ergang was not very happy, his face was gloomy, he glared at An Liang, and slapped the table: "Who am I?" I am the director of the village chicken farm! Chicken King! The people in the village can live so well, it's all stained with my light! Now so many chickens are dead in the chicken farm, it's all this old thing messing around!! ”

So that's how ...

An Liang then understood, why this Zhang Lao Fart was so hostile to the village chief and Zhang Xingbang, it turned out that the chicken farm was his, Zhang Xingbang checked for more than three months, but he didn't find out, no wonder he was angry.

However, An Liang was not used to his temper, the veterinarian also looked for it, and the beast also checked, and finally Zhang Xingbang begged to go to Yue Lin, and it was really no wonder that Zhang Xingbang couldn't find out.

This old fart stinks like this, and the rich village chief doesn't pay attention to it, An Liangke has no intention of giving him a good face.

"Oh, it's the King of Chickens."

An Liang's tone was very flat, but as soon as the word chicken king came out, even Zhang Xingbang couldn't care about being angry, and he was happy.

"You !!"

Zhang Ergang was immediately angry, in Zhangjia Village, even the village chief didn't dare to talk to him like this, he was the village chief who was old, otherwise he would have sat in the first place, so it would be the turn of the village chief, this stinky boy dared to talk to him like this?

"You little bastard!! Get out of here, we don't welcome you in Zhangjia Village! ”

Zhang Ergang pointed at An Liang's nose and shouted, his eyes were full of resentment as if he was going to say that An Liang would be dismantled.

An Liang was not angry, he always had a faint smile on his face, picked up the wine glass on the table, toasted the village chief with a glass of wine, and then said slowly: "Village chief, why do we allow animals to go to the dinner table in our village?" ”

"Poof!"

Zhang Xingbang couldn't help it anymore, he laughed with a poof, and the other people at the same table couldn't help but hide their faces and smile, they had long been unaccustomed to Zhang Ergang's thing, relying on the shares of the chicken farm to make a fortune, and the village tyrant was virtuous.

"You !!"

Zhang Ergang was completely angry, and a burst of essence flashed in his two eyes, staring at An Liang fiercely.

"What am I, I'm not invited by you, you represent Zhangjiacun?"

An Liang copied his hands, originally he didn't want to cause trouble, but this old fart Zhang scolded first, so don't blame An Liang, he is baptized by his three roommates Na Zu'an quotations every day, and ordinary people really can't scold An Liang.