eurekapd Chapter 143 Popular Science About Chickens
Chapter 143 Popular Science About Chickens
Yang Cheng was confused by what he heard. There were many chicken-related terms in this passage, and he always got them mixed up, such as red junglefowl, Bengal junglefowl, Java junglefowl…
It makes me want to sleep.
The more professional something is, the harder it is to understand, and the result is that the more you listen to it, the less interesting it becomes.
When Yang Cheng was in college, there was a course called Principles of Marxism. She took it every semester, but she couldn't understand a word the teacher said.
It’s not that I’m not serious, I really tried hard, but I just can’t understand, and this feeling is very tormenting.
Now, listening to Qin Che explaining this chapter was torture for Yang Cheng.
"Qin Che, this... the author wrote it too professionally. I really can't digest it. It's terrible. Oh."
Qin Che chuckled, "Don't worry, this will definitely not be tested. It's so obscure that I believe even the person who wrote the question can't understand it."
"That makes sense...but what if? What if he shows up?"
"No. Even if he does, how many people do you think can answer it correctly? If not, no one will answer it. This way, everyone will be safe."
Qin Che flipped a few pages back in the book, pointed at a picture that was not suitable for children and said to Yang Cheng:
"This is very likely to be tested. I believe the person who wrote the question is very interested in this topic."
Following Qin Che's finger, Yang Cheng saw two chickens playing Jenga.
A hen was half-crouching on the ground, with her head slightly raised, wings spread, eyes closed, and looking in pain.
A big red-crowned rooster was lying on its back. Compared with the hen at its feet, the rooster was in high spirits, with its mouth slightly open and its claws tightly grasping the hen's feathers.
At this time, the rooster's butt and the hen's butt were blocked by feathers, and no one knew what they were doing.
However, as a professional chicken farmer, Yang Cheng sees this kind of scene all the time in the chicken farm.
This pair of chickens are breeding.
"I've seen this. They're making little chicks. We chicken farmers know this. What's there to say? If you give a question like this, everyone can answer it correctly."
"Haha," Qin Che showed an inexplicable smile, "The person who set the question would not set such an easy question. Look at how it is introduced later."
Yang Cheng twisted his body and moved to Qin Che's chest, pricked up his ears and listened to him carefully.
"Many ethnic groups regard the rooster as a symbol of masculinity. Do you know why?"
"Because roosters love to crow and their voices are very loud, they appear masculine!" Yang Cheng really didn't know the answer to this question, she was just guessing.
"You know you don't know, but you pretend you do anyway."
Yang Cheng: "...Then tell me, why is the rooster considered manly?"
Qin Che held up the book and explained:
"Do you know Tyrannosaurus Rex? Dinosaurs ruled the earth back then, and the genes of chickens are very similar to those of Tyrannosaurus Rex, which means that chickens are descendants of dinosaurs, so they look arrogant and domineering."
"You better not lie to me..."
Qin Che ignored it and continued to popularize science:
"The masculinity of the rooster is also reflected in its super strong reproductive ability. The rooster can do radio gymnastics with the hens more than ten times a day, and..."
Qin Che paused for a moment and said to Yang Cheng, "It doesn't exercise with the same hen every time."
"Do you feel wronged that I am the only one who does exercise every time?" Yang Cheng glanced at him and sneered.
"No, I'm just doing scientific research. I'm a human being, not an animal. I'll continue."
Qin Che read the contents of the book for a few minutes, and suddenly asked Yang Cheng: "Why is it that in many languages, male's thing is related to chickens? Do you know now?"
"Ahem, ahem, ahem, got it."
"Okay, I'll continue. Here's a little-known fact: roosters don't actually have that thing. Like hens, they only have a cloaca.
Biologists have discovered that rooster embryos have that in the first ten days of development, but a protein appears on the tenth day, which is related to the rooster's beautiful feathers.
"Oh! I see. No wonder a rooster's feathers are prettier than a hen's!"
"Yeah." Qin Che nodded with satisfaction, "Here comes the point."
"The appearance of this protein will have a side effect, which is that the rooster's penis will disappear from the tenth day!"
"Ah?! What?" Yang Cheng was shocked. "The rooster first experienced being a male chicken, and then became a female chicken?! For frequent mating, it's such a big sacrifice!"
"Yes, if you want to practice divine skills, you must castrate yourself first."
"This will definitely be tested! The person who wrote the question must be extremely interested! I need to write it down. Where's my pen? Where's my pen?"
Qin Che handed the pen on the bedside table to Yang Cheng, "Go to bed after you finish your notes. It's already midnight."
Yang Cheng nodded while writing furiously, "I understand. You go to sleep first. I'll review the previous knowledge points later and then go to sleep."
Qin Che knew her temper. She would never let him rest until she had finished her work, so he got into bed, turned over and fell asleep.
……
The day of the "Chicken King Competition" is getting closer and closer. The villagers of Zhuzhu Village all know that Boss Yang of the chicken farm is going to participate in a national competition. They are nervous for her and secretly cheer her on.
Zhuzhu Village has never been in the big news and has always been an unknown poor village. It is now a little popular because the pigs from Qin Che's pig farm are sold out, and everyone knows that there is such a small village.
If Yang Cheng really wants to show off his fame, he has to rely on participating in this competition.
If Yang Cheng wins the award, people all over the country will know that Zhuzhu Village’s chicken farm is particularly famous. This will not only drive the economic development of Zhuzhu Village, but also increase Zhuzhu Village’s exposure.
In the future, not only the pigs and chickens of Zhuzhu Village will be sold well, but also the fish, sheep, ducks, turtles, and even the vegetables and firewood of Zhuzhu Village... can be sold all over the country.
Zhuzhu Village will no longer be a village at the bottom of the economic ladder; it will most likely become a leading village in economic development.
Zhuzhu Village has become rich, and the villagers of Zhuzhu Village have become proud. They hold their heads high and look very confident wherever they go.
It will be easier for the bachelors in Zhuzhu Village to find wives in the future, and the single girls in Zhuzhu Village will also be popular in the future...
The village chief seemed to see himself on TV again, being interviewed by central reporters about how he developed Zhuzhu Village.
He looked at the white wall. Soon a silk banner would be delivered to him, with the words:
The most powerful village in the country.
In order to cooperate with Yang Cheng in raising chickens, the village chief required every household to contribute 2 kilograms of fresh vegetables and place them at the doorstep in the morning, and each household to pick up half a kilogram of snails from the vegetable garden every day.
As a result, Li Qiang and his colleagues' tasks became more arduous.
Li Gang used to only need to collect one urea bag of vegetable leaves, but now he has to prepare five urea bags to hold the vegetables contributed by the entire village.
People at the pig farm said that Li Gang had lost weight and his face looked pale.
Li Qiang and A'dai were fine. In addition to picking up a basin of snails for themselves, they also collected snails given by villagers.
Put them together in a large hemp bag and pack it lightly. It will be clean and hygienic.