What really made Wang Mingyuan cry and laugh was that when he returned to 2023, he actually brought back two of the piglets.

Originally, he thought that he hadn't slept for long, and there was still a period of time before the countdown on the virtual screen in his mind ended, so he didn't pay attention to this problem, after all, even Han Xiaoling next door, the oil lamp was still on.

This black girl used to go to bed very early, she was very tired from going to work every day, and at night, she didn't have much pastime, so it was better to go to bed early, at least she could save some kerosene.

Therefore, after feeding the piglets, Wang Mingyuan took into account the problem of low weather temperature at night, and he planned to put the piglets next to the fire pit, so that after he had made food and filled his stomach, the unburned firewood embers could also give them some warmth.

Who would have thought that when he was holding a kerosene lamp and lifting a pig cage, the countdown was over and he was sent back.

How did Wang Mingyuan know that Han Xiaoling stayed up late purely to prevent him from killing piglets and roasting suckling pigs.

It's good, though.

At the very least, Wang Mingyuan knew that he could shuttle between these two different eras and bring living creatures back and forth.

It's okay now, fall off the cliff and get seriously injured, go over there to heal the injury and come back, the seamless connection of time is equivalent to rolling off the cliff and seriously injured, and the head is bleeding, but when you get up, it has already scabbed and healed.

It's outrageous, but it's really amazing.

Wang Mingyuan glanced around, the mountains under the moonlight were covered with silver light, the cold mountain breeze was blowing, and Ye Tao was gusting.

It's only twelve o'clock in the night, so you can't wait here until dawn.

Just the thin clothes on his body, exposed for a few hours at night, it is strange that he does not fall ill.

And this piglet, I'm afraid I can't bear it.

It's the right thing to hurry back to the old house of Zhangjiaao.

He took out the biscuits and mineral water from the backpack, hastily filled his stomach, then extinguished the kerosene lamp, put it on his backpack, turned on the mobile phone lighting, cut a wooden stick with a machete to carry the pig cage, carefully climbed up the hillside, found the wool road cleared with the machete, and returned the same way.

After tossing for nearly two hours, Wang Mingyuan finally returned to the old mansion (formerly Zhangjiaao Zhiqing Point).

Although the houses here have collapsed, there is a shelter from the wind.

He picked up some rotten wood, chopped it with a machete, took out a kerosene lamp from his bag, sprinkled all the kerosene on the firewood, and lit it with a lighter.

The firewood quickly burned brightly, dispelling the chill of the night.

After only sleeping for a few hours in 80 years, Wang Mingyuan did not feel the slightest sleepiness now, opened the mobile phone, tore off the broken tempered film, and began to browse the mobile phone.

The first thing Wang Mingyuan did was to click on Du Niang and start searching for the domestic situation in 1980.

After all, if you want to go back to life in that era and learn more, you can avoid some unnecessary troubles and better grasp some opportunities.

It's a pity, although it is claimed that the signal covers the whole province, but in this mountain, there are clouds floating overhead, and there is wind blowing in the mountain, which can have a huge impact on the weak signal.

The mobile phone has been on battery life for a day after being fully charged, and it was used for lighting for two hours before, and the instability of the signal has aggravated the power consumption, and it took less than two hours, and the power prompt is only 20%.

Wang Mingyuan could only stop browsing stupidly, and after adding some firewood, he tightened his clothes and took a nap against the wall.

The power of the mobile phone cannot be used up, and there may be an emergency at the critical moment.

Half-asleep, finally until dawn, Wang Mingyuan got up, rubbed his sore shoulders, came to the river, washed his face with cold water, and the whole person was much more sober.

Back beside the fire with wisps of smoke, Wang Mingyuan looked at the piglets in the pig cage that began to hum again, and was a little worried.

Direct release?

This little piglet will not survive at all.

But if you keep it, you don't even have a place to stay here, and you don't have the time and energy to serve.

Make it into a roast suckling pig, and you can't do it.

After thinking about it, Wang Mingyuan decided to send the piglet to the town to try his luck to see if anyone bought it, if it really didn't work, he would simply send it to the villagers in Chenjiagou outside.

He even doubted that it was a question of whether he could send it away.

In these years, who is not a hybrid big white pig, like this kind of local pig breed, the growth is too slow, often it takes a year or two to get out of the circle, and it is especially able to eat, there are really few families willing to raise, and the piglets are too small, and they don't know how to eat, too difficult to serve.

Really come back to raise pigs? Just think about it!

Well, I accompanied myself through time and space, and took a video to commemorate it.

Wang Mingyuan picked up his mobile phone, took a full range of videos of the two black-haired pigs, and deliberately came to a cute close-up, and then clicked on the cat's paw video and sent the video to it, named: The Piglet Who Traveled Through Time and Space.

The video was uploaded for at least eight minutes and was finally posted.

"This damn signal ......"

Wang Mingyuan scolded in a low voice, thinking that if he built an apiary here, he would have to get a signal booster or something, otherwise, it would be a big trouble to check information through his mobile phone, publish videos, and start live broadcasts.

Entering the mountains to build a bee farm, the sales channel of honey is mainly counting on the network.

Therefore, Wang Mingyuan deliberately registered an account on the most popular short video live broadcast platform Maopaw, nicknamed: Deep Mountain Beekeeper, and plans to post some of his daily beekeeping career to gain a certain number of fans, so as to facilitate live broadcast and honey sales in the future.

The video was successfully published, and he clicked on his homepage casually.

Yesterday released two videos of the mountain environment, to his surprise, the number of clicks and plays has exceeded 1,000, dozens of comments, most of them are praising the beautiful scenery here like a fairyland, good ecological vegetation, natural oxygen bar or something, plus attention to become fans, there are 138.

138？

When he saw this number, Wang Mingyuan was slightly stunned.

Why is this number so familiar? It seems to be about the same as the last number displayed on the virtual screen in my head.

He quickly closed his eyes, and after a little sense, he found that the last number displayed on the virtual screen was also 138.

Could it be that this is fan value?

If this is really fan value, what is the use?

Wang Mingyuan was still a little confused.

Well, we'll have to watch and see, maybe it's just an accident.

Just when Wang Mingyuan was about to quit the platform, he suddenly saw a new message displayed on the mobile phone screen.

He then clicked on it and looked at it:

"The black-haired piglets I saw on the video you posted, are they for sale?"

Sell, of course! I don't know how to deal with it yet.

Wang Mingyuan immediately replied: "Sell!" ”

The man seemed to have been holding his mobile phone and waiting for Wang Mingyuan to reply, and within a few seconds of his message, he immediately replied: "Quote a price!" ”

Wang Mingyuan was stunned, now he knows the price of pork in the market, as for the price of piglets or something, he doesn't understand, not to mention, this is still a black-haired pig, let alone say.

He thought about it, and he couldn't fool others at will, so he replied: "I don't know the price of black-haired piglets now, after all, it is too difficult to see on the market, and in addition, this piglet is less than a month old and has not been weaned, so I am afraid it will be difficult to feed." ”

It's hard to see in the market...... Wang Mingyuan also thought a little carefully, since it was a sale, of course he hoped to sell it at a good price.

However, we have to tell the truth.

He doesn't want to be insulted in his video comments in the future, honesty is the foundation of his foothold.

The other party quickly replied: "It's not a problem...... Look, how about I give you three thousand for one head? ”

One head is three thousand, and two ends are six thousand.

Grandma is a bear, according to this, these two little piglets can afford to enter the factory and screw for a month.

He hurriedly clicked on Du Niang to search, compared to the price of more than 1,000 yuan for a white-haired pig on the market, this is definitely a high price.

Wang Mingyuan was stunned, such a high price made him feel a little unreliable, so he asked, "Are you serious?" ”

The other party quickly replied: "Of course it is serious...... Give me a position! ”

Wang Mingyuan thought about it for a while, but decided to give it a try and sent out his positioning.

What if it happens?

After waiting for a while, the other party replied: "I'll come down from Mingcheng now, and I'll arrive tomorrow morning, I must keep it for me, please, in addition, the piglet, first get some suckling pig weaning feed to feed!" ”

I feel very anxious!