Traveling Through the Stars

   Chapter 511

Wen Xiao returned to the apartment and put the little partridge on the large balcony. His residence was not comparable to that of Luo Bi's house. The temperature was not so high. From the storage container, he found several pieces of soft animal skins and put small cardboard boxes. Wrap it, leaving only a small gap for ventilation.

  After finishing these, Wen Xiao called his brother Wen Yao a newsletter, Wen Yao heard: "This kind of good thing does not inform me, no, I will go and get a few tomorrow."

"Can you still keep alive? Brother, don't ask for it. Do you know any rare fowl breeders? We are all worried that we will die, so I want to ask about how to raise the chicks." Wen Xiao felt that the beast. The gap between the skins was large, and I stretched out my hand to make the gap smaller.

   "Know a few." Wen Yao thought for a moment: "Wait, I'll ask you."

  Wen Yao hung up the newsletter, and she screened it in her mind to call a fifth-level rare poultry breeder. The opponent was a Emperor Star, who was quite authoritative in the rare poultry breeding industry, but he was more arrogant in temperament. Wen Yao generally ignored him.

This fifth-level rare poultry breeder still gave Wen Yao a face. When Wen Yao asked, he said: "The little partridge chicken that has just broken its shell is relatively young and needs to be fed with high-grade nutritious bread crumbs or biscuit crumbs. The aspect must be to purify the beast’s milk."

  Then chanting some technical terms, Wen Yao hung up quickly and passed the original words back to Wen Xiao.

   "Damn, it's so delicate." Wen Xiao exploded with a foul language.

Qin Yilang also asked the breeder at the garrison base, and the answer he got was similar to that of the fifth-level rare poultry breeder. Several people gathered together to discuss, and decided to listen to Robbie's first not to feed it. If you are hungry, you will give it to the breeder at night. Robbie sent it back.

  The next day, Jiang Yixin went to see his little partridge in bed together, but when he opened the skins, two of them died. I don't know when they died, and their body was cold early. Jiang Yixin was very sad, and hurriedly went to the apartments of Li Feng and others and asked them what's the situation with their little partridges.

   "My one is dead." Wen Xiao said.

  Qin Yilang put up two fingers, two of his dead, and Li Feng said: "I'm dead one."

  In the end, there was Shao Chen. Several people looked at him together, and Shao Chen said: "One of mine is not dead, all are fine."

  Wen Xiao's eyes straightened: "How did you do it, none of them died."

  Neither feeding nor water was required. In this case, their mortality rate occurred, while Shao Chen's did not. Li Feng guessed that it might be related to keeping warm, and suggested: "Go and see if you know."

  Several people were anxious and went to Shao Chen's apartment together. The cardboard box with the little partridge chickens was placed on the large balcony. Qin Yilang and others walked over to see why Shao Chen’s was not dead, and the warmth was done well. A small fire was built next to the small cardboard box, and they only Wrap the small carton with animal skins.

  Learned from the experience, a few people immediately went back to their apartment to light a fire. They all had firewood reserves before the winter. They planned to cook delicious food in their leisure time, but they came in handy now. After the small fire was born, Wen Xiao was worried, and called Luo Bi a message: "Last night we had several little partridges dead, one and two, are they hungry? ?"

It is normal for Luo Bi to die one or two of the little partridges that had just broken their shells. Three of hers died last night, but Wen Xiao asked, she thought for a while and said, "No, it should be. The temperature is not enough to freeze to death."

  (End of this chapter)