Chapter 299: Does Conscience Hurt?

If you want to fertilize the land, of course, it is not only a method of rice field, even as an agricultural novice, Du Jun also knows that planting legumes can fix nitrogen, and breeding earthworms can also improve fertility.

However, Du Jun searched all over the space, but he didn't find the shadow of fertilizer, so he had no choice but to give up this cheating method.

In the days that followed, the outer part of the farm was still bustling, the huge wall had faintly begun to show its outline, while the interior had become extremely busy with a few orders from Du Jun.

It's really Du Jun's several orders that are too pitiful!

Inspired by Yang Xiang's suggestion, Du Jun carved out a small piece of grass, surrounded it with a half-meter-high fishing net, leaving only a movable door, and then blasted all the young chickens in the chicken farm into it, allowing them to feed on their own.

In this era, there are no chemical pesticides, and there are many insects in the wild, especially in today's season, which is no less than opening a gluttonous feast for the chickens who have been locked in the chicken coop.

Protein, protein, little moth, little moth, I eat, I eat, I eat, I eat, eat, eat!

And why choose chicks?

That's because they are the right size, the chicks are too small and easy to die, and the adult chickens have wings and are not easy to manage.

In addition, the farm chickens can hatch on their own, and when the chickens grow up, they will be replaced by the next batch, and the cycle will continue until October.

Young chickens have new snacks, and adult chickens can't be favoritized.

After discussing with Aunt Liu, Du Jun made a new move.

When night falls, a burning gas lamp hangs over the coop, and a large basin of water is placed under the lamp to trap the chicken.

Looking at the exhausted flying insects struggling in the water, Aunt Liu couldn't close her mouth, hey, this trick is good, basically effortless, just send someone to regularly use the net to pick up these dead insects, one night, these dozen lights, you can get dozens or even hundreds of catties of flying insects, which can save a lot of money on the farm.

This trick is easy to say, why doesn't Aunt Liu, who is a peasant woman, know it?

In a word, I was still so poor that at night, I was reluctant to even light an oil lamp, and I would think of catching insects with a lantern.

As for Yang Xiang, don't be idle, you, the initiator, hurry up and check these insects for me, whether they are poisonous, what are the types of various insects, whether they eat grass or meat, whether they will have an impact on pasture, and a series of questions are roaring.

After receiving this order, Yang Xiang was about to cry, I am a veterinarian! Veterinarian! Veterinarian! Something is not a toad!

He hasn't been idle at all during this time, since receiving Du Jun's instructions, he has been committed to finding suitable herbs to prevent intestinal diseases in livestock, the key is that Du Jun's farm is not a single livestock, there are five kinds! Five kinds of yay!

And each kind of livestock, at different stages will have different performances, gastrointestinal diseases are not as good as other visible and tangible injuries, these jobs have made Yang Xiang, who has been idle for nearly a month, anxious, but he didn't expect the owner to be a person, in the case of his unknown reason, a big mouth, and a new task was assigned to him.

Speaking of which, if you treat your subordinates like this, won't your conscience hurt?

No one knows whether Du Jun's conscience will hurt, but those security guards who have been trained by Huang Tianba are heartbroken.

Leg pain, arm pain, whole body pain, there is no place that does not hurt, the source of this phenomenon lies in the physical training plan that Du Jun did a long time ago.

One of the most important is to run, to die.

Five kilometers in the morning, five kilometers in the afternoon, more than 20 sturdy guys ran away from their armor, snoring and panting, and their clothes had not been done since they were up.

"Boss, don't let them run anymore, it's too much of a shoe!"

Du Jun stood on the edge of the martial arts training ground, looking at the few guys lying on the ground like a mess of mud, hehe smiled, where is this, the amount of training is not even a foundation.

Running is often the only way for people to lose weight in fitness, but in this era, its role has become to improve human endurance and physical strength.

Not to mention, no one can reach the standard within the specified time for a five-kilometer run, including Huang Tianba's original apprentices, if this is replaced by cross-country running and weight-bearing running, they will not vomit three liters of blood!?

failed to run, and Du Jun's punishment was also simple and rude, and he continued to abuse him in a different way. A series of equipment such as horizontal bars, parallel bars, balance beams, climbing walls, etc., take turns to fight, doesn't it mean that the legs of running are weak, then give me the strength of my upper limbs and the flexibility of my body, even if I die, I have to die on the martial arts training field.

In the past, there was a wail, and corpses were everywhere.

Du Jun didn't blink, little ones, this is just an appetizing dish, and there will be a full banquet waiting for you in the future.

In this way, for a few days, these supposedly strong men climbed up with their hands and feet when they went to bed at night.

It's so hard, but someone is lazy?

Hehe, it depends on whether you have the courage to do so, not to mention the deed of sale, just ask if you have the courage to carry the whip in the hands of the owner!

If you're not convinced, okay, let's go out and fight it alone.

Du Jun replaced Huang Tianba on the first day of his heroic appearance, and set the rules while talking and laughing.

But the ensuing scene completely made the careful person dumbfounded, is this still a woman? The soft leather whip was flicked lightly, and the wrist-thick branch broke off without even seeing clearly.

Looking back at the owner standing in front of him, he was still so slender, and then he looked at the wrist-thick branch, thinking about his thin arms and legs, he shivered in his heart, and shook his head decisively.

This woman can't be messed with, her martial arts may be more powerful than her uncle, just our three-legged cat kung fu, don't go up and be embarrassed.

With this level of understanding, Du Jun managed this group of security guards very easily, and he didn't dare to say where to fight, and there was no problem in ordering and prohibiting them.

In addition to using the experience of his previous life to improve the physical fitness of these rookie-level security guards, Du Jun also invested a lot in this aspect of eating.

There is no way, the foundation of each one is too thin, and the training cannot be interrupted, so I can only get them some delicious food in this regard.

So, after the daily training, all kinds of chicken, duck and fish dishes, change the tricks to add meals to everyone, not to ask for food is good, but it must be full.

At the same time, they were taught a set of ways to relieve muscle pain, massaging each other, and making sure that the fallen guys were still alive and well the next day.

After a few days, everyone began to slowly adapt to Du Jun's training methods and intensity, and the pain in the body was greatly reduced.

A week later, Du Jun promoted Sun Yi to the captain, Huang Xiaohu and another little-known disciple of Huang Tianba, Liu Chun, as the team leader, and his subordinates each led ten team members, and they were divided into two teams to practice separately.

There is competition to have pressure, there is pressure to have motivation, and there is motivation to reward.

The reward is the game at the end of the month, and the losing team washes the socks for the winning team for a month, and states that it must be the socks after training.

When Du Jun finished talking about the rules of the game, the team of more than 20 people was about to explode.

Damn, owner, you're still not human!

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