Chapter 212 (continued)

Shi Wen pointed with his toe to a nearby fritillaria plant. "Some pasture grasses have a fragrance, and some of the fragrance comes from when we cut them down when they were in bloom, so they have a floral scent."

"So that's why it smelled sweet."

"Oh, it really is; there are some of the grasses I didn't even recognize."

Shi Wen smiled as he watched everyone identify the hay in the hay.

The quality of their pasture was getting better and better, not only because they grew a variety of grasses, but more so because his and Yan Kexing's Abilities were increasing, and the other little guys were also awakening one after another, which in turn affected the pasture.

If you transplant his hay outdoors, it might not be of the same quality in a year or two.

Everyone packed their goods, and the courier company staff loaded them onto the trucks, which were then dispatched one truckload after another.

After all the goods were shipped, the last portion of hay was transported away by Fu Meng.

This hay will be transported to Fu Meng's Fu Meng to feed his cattle and sheep.

The cattle and sheep at Fu Meng's farm have reached their final fattening cycle. Once they finish grazing on this batch of pasture, they can be sold.

Shi Wen and Fu Meng's family had essentially started a joint breeding operation. Shi Wen wanted to see what the livestock would look like if he provided the pasture and the feeding plan.

He was quite looking forward to it.

Everyone started working around 6 a. m. and continued until after 11 a. m.

After everyone left, Shi Wen stretched, cooked some noodles, ate them, and went back to sleep.

Shi Wen didn't wake up until after four o'clock in the afternoon. When Shi Wen woke up, he saw Yan Kexing sitting on the desk next to him, which startled him. His outstretched tail curled up.

A smile appeared in Yan Kexing's eyes, "What's wrong?"

Shi Wen pulled the blanket up to her waist and covered herself, saying, "Why are you back so early today?"

Yan Kexing: "I just finished a project, so I've been quite free lately."

Shi Wen with delight, "So you're not so busy anymore?"

Yan Kexing nodded. "I don't have to go to work every day anymore."

"That's great!" Shi Wen sat up and said happily, "From now on, we don't have to wait until the weekend to go out together."

Yan Kexing: "Okay, let me know in advance if you're going out, and I'll make the arrangements."

Shi Wen, "No problem!"

Shi Wen got up and started putting on his coat.

Yan Kexing looked at the fluffy tail behind his rear end and reached out to gently pinch it.

Shi Wen instinctively tried to pull his tail away, but couldn't. He turned his head and asked, "Why are you pinching my tail?"

Yan Kexing: "It looks good."

Shi Wen then turned to look at his own fluffy tail. His tail was big and white, and it was indeed beautiful, even more beautiful than the little fox's tail.

Shi Wen, "Luckily it's autumn now, which makes it easier to hide. Otherwise, having such a long tail would be a bit of a problem."

Yan Kexing let his tail loose. "If you take good care of it during the autumn and winter, it should be able to retract by next spring."

Shi Wen flicked his tail. "I hope so too, otherwise it would feel a bit strange if someone saw us."

In modern society, if he had a long tail, ordinary people might not think of him as a monster, but they would definitely think he was playing tricks.

Just Shi Wen about that scene makes me feel like my reputation has been harmed.

Since we're on the topic of tails, Shi Wen said, "We're free these next couple of days, how about we go check on the Hu Zai? Maybe we can kill a couple of sheep and bring some meat over?"

The sheep they raise are already quite large, though not yet plump enough, but they are old enough to be slaughtered.

I heard that I was planning to check out the quality of this year's mutton Shi Wen.

Yan Kexing had no objection to this. "Should we invite Zhang Deyuan and the others to come and help with the slaughter?"

Shi Wen shook his head. "No need, I already know how. We can do it ourselves."

Having raised sheep for so long, Shi Wen has honed his various skills to a high degree, and slaughtering a sheep or two is no problem for him.

Shi Wen got up early the next morning to slaughter sheep, with Yan Kexing assisting him.

For them, who have modern equipment, slaughtering a sheep is quite simple; only the skinning step is rather troublesome.

Their family had already sheared their wool this fall and sent the cleaned wool to He Chengzhang's place.

Nevertheless, sheepskin is still a relatively valuable commodity for them, with a single sheepskin selling for thousands.

To ensure the quality of the sheepskin, they had to carefully peel it off.

If Zhang Deyuan were to skin the sheep, he could do it completely in just a few minutes.

Shi Wen wasn't quite as good; he worked much slower, but his hands were steady. Although he was slower, the quality of the sheepskins he produced was just as good.

Yan Kexing watched his movements and said, "You are indeed a mature shepherd now."

Shi Wen's hands kept moving. "That's right, I'm considered a professionally trained person."

They prepared the sheep this morning, and breakfast this morning was mutton offal soup.

Put fresh lamb offal and bones into a pot and simmer to make a bowl of milky white lamb offal soup. Add some pepper and cilantro leaves, and drink it while it's hot. It's fresh, hot, and tastes amazing.

Shi Wen, holding the bowl, exclaimed, "This is the mutton offal soup I've always dreamed of—not fishy or gamey, just a rich, savory flavor!"

Yan Kexing: "Our mutton offal soup is really delicious."

Shi Wen picked up a piece of mutton offal and dipped it in garlic chili sauce, saying, "I remember when I first came here, I went to a breakfast shop outside and had mutton offal soup for breakfast. I didn't like it at all. I felt that the famous mutton offal soup was completely different from what I had imagined. I didn't know why it was so famous."

Yan Kexing: "Making mutton offal soup requires skill; if it's not good, it will taste gamey."

Shi Wen nodded. "Yes, some people use inferior mutton offal, it's not fresh enough. Come to think of it, I don't think I've ever had a really good mutton offal soup outside."

Yan Kexing: "Next time I'll take you to a place that serves mutton offal soup. They add some mutton fat to their soup, which makes it very fragrant and should change your impression of mutton offal soup."