The people sent were very competent and understood the situation clearly.

The pigeon was raised by a family surnamed Ma Yi.

The Zhang family is not a local, and it is said that their ancestors once served as a county guard in Hanoi County, which is under the command of the school. After the family business was defeated, in order to avoid the war, he moved to the state.

"Check it out." Liu Mang only brought a few followers, and didn't even let Gao Zhong follow.

Zhang's house is located outside the city of Mayi, in a relatively remote place.

In the distance, you can hear the long pigeon whistle. Walking to the gate of the courtyard, there was a "cooing" pigeon chirp from inside.

"Is anyone there?"

As soon as Liu Mang's words fell, an extremely impatient voice came from the yard: "Go, go, my pigeons are not for you to see, and they are not for sale!" ”

"Presumptuous!" The attendant listened to the rude words of the people in the courtyard, yelled loudly, and was about to break in.

Liu Mang hurriedly stopped his entourage.

"Wait outside, don't go in!" Liu Mang instructed and stepped into the hospital.

In the courtyard, a man was squatting by the wall, with his back facing outward, tidying up the pigeon loft.

The man cleaned the pigeon loft very carefully, and he didn't even notice that Liu Mang had already entered the yard.

Liu Mang looked around.

The yard is big and messy.

There are many pigeon lofts lined up by the dilapidated earthen house walls, but the inside of the loft is very tidy.

"Excuse me......"

"Ahh The man was startled, looked up sharply, and hit his head against the loft. The man didn't care if his head hurt or not, but hurried to check if the loft had been damaged.

Looking at his dress, he should be a person who has read a book. However, the clothes on his body are sloppy, and there are a few pigeon downs on his head, and his image is really not good.

The man made sure that the loft was not damaged, stood up, and stared at Liu Mang with hostility. "Who are you? Trespassing into a private house? ”

Liu Mang was wearing an official uniform, and his temperament was very unique, but the man seemed to turn a blind eye, and when he opened his mouth, he was very disrespectful with the word "ru", and his tone was also questioning and dissatisfied.

This person is tall and thin, with a slightly hunched back. Nearly forty years old, this is not a small age. At this age, indulging in such a hobby, it is no wonder that a good family business will be ruined.

Liu Mang knows that when dealing with this kind of person, you must do what you like.

"I'm here to talk to you about how to raise pigeons."

When the man heard that he had the same interests, his eyes immediately shone brightly. "Huh? The same is true for the foot? He immediately spoke much more politely.

It's easy to communicate.

Liu Mang arched his hand and said with a smile: "I only know a little bit about it, in fact, I came to ask Mr. for the way to raise pigeons." ”

"Oh......" The man was a little disappointed, but maybe it was because he finally met the "bosom friend", so he still enthusiastically let Liu Mang into the house.

The house is even more messy than the yard.

On the ground, there are pigeon feathers and broken bamboo pieces everywhere, and on several cases, white coarse cloth is spread, and pen and ink are placed. There are large and small pictures hanging on the walls, all of which are painted with pigeons!

The pigeons in the painting are not only different in color, but also have different expressions. But each pigeon is lifelike, like a guardian spirit in this dim room.

This guy is really a "pigeon idiot"!

"How many pigeons do you have?"

"No."

Hearing that Liu Mang didn't raise pigeons, the man's face immediately showed great disappointment and a hint of disdain. Maybe in his eyes, people who don't know how to keep pigeons, and don't keep pigeons, are waste.

"I don't have pigeons, but I know a little bit." Liu Mang said this, but he bragged a lot.

In his previous life, Liu Mang not only never raised pigeons, but also had no friends who raised pigeons, he only saw pigeons flying in the sky, and square pigeons.

Liu Mang did have close contact with pigeons, and it was very close - eating yellow mud pigeons!

But to deal with this pigeon idiot, Liu Mang must pretend to understand very well,

"Although I don't keep pigeons, I know the usefulness of this sacred bird."

Hearing Liu Mang call the pigeon a "divine bird", a smile immediately bloomed on his face.

"Tell me, talk about it."

"Pigeon...... Liu Mang really wanted to tease him and tell him that the biggest role of pigeons is to eat! Wrapped in yellow mud and burned in the fire, the taste is tsk......

But Liu Mang didn't dare to say it, he was afraid that this pigeon idiot would regard him as a mortal enemy. Even in the house, it is impossible to avenge the pigeon.

The man stared at Liu Mang with a longing on his face.

"Pigeons...... I can send a message! ”

"Huh?!" The man exclaimed in disbelief, and grabbed Liu Mang's hand when he came over.

Liu Mang endured his dirty hands and pressed himself on the mat that was dirtier than his hands.

"Let's talk about it, let's talk about it!"

This time, Liu Mang really couldn't say it. As for the pigeons, apart from eating and delivering letters, he really couldn't think of a third role.

Liu Mang arched his hand at the man. "I heard that Mr. Zhang is a master pigeon breeder, so I came to ask for advice, and I also asked Mr. Zhang to give advice."

Liu Mang didn't say anything else about the pigeon, and the man was a little disappointed. However, it was rare for someone to come and talk to him about pigeons, and that person was very happy.

"Pigeon, there is a great use......" As soon as the man said about the pigeon, he immediately changed as if he were a person, and his facial features seemed to be rubbing the core of the sludge, which was very smart.

Liu Mang hurriedly cooperated, opened his mouth wide, and looked thirsty for knowledge.

"The Huns are coming, and the pigeons can also warn!"

"What?" At this time, Liu Mang really wants to know. He really couldn't understand how the pigeon was warning.

The man was obviously proud of the fact that the pigeon had called the police, and he explained it very ostentatiously. When the Huns went out, they often set falcons, and the falcons would be able to hunt pigeons. After a long period of observation, he summed up a set of experience, which can judge whether there are Xiongnu to attack from the direction of the pigeon and the length of time it takes to return to the nest, as well as the injury of the pigeon, as well as the approximate number of Xiongnu.

That's three hundred and sixty lines!

The more the man spoke, the more professional he became, the more he spoke, the more he spit, and the more Liu Mang listened, the more confused he became, and the more he listened, the more confused and drowsy.

But Liu Mang can only endure, this person's pigeon can be used as a carrier pigeon, in this era without telegraph and telephone Internet, carrier pigeon is undoubtedly the key to the realization of informatization!

……

Finally, the man got tired of talking.

Liu Mang hurriedly sent out an invitation, and without waiting for the man to interject, Liu Mang made his own conditions: to provide financial support to help him train carrier pigeons that can be accurately oriented, and to provide protection to prevent others from beating his pigeons.

Of course, Liu Mang's conditions are also very simple, carrier pigeons, which can only be used by his own team.

"I won't do it!" Although the man's life was very embarrassing, he still wanted to save face as a scholar, thinking that Liu Mang was pitying him and helping him.

Liu Mang has seen clearly that this person gets along with pigeons, and his IQ is off the charts, but when he gets along with people, his EQ is extremely low.

Dealing with this kind of person, knowing that it is reasonable and willing, is not brutal and effective.

"Don't do it?" Liu Mang's eyes widened, "Demolish the house!" The pigeon was wrapped in yellow mud and burned and eaten! ”

The man was immediately stupid. "I'm ......"

Airplanes......

What?

Liu Mang made an excuse and cut the system.

Congratulations to the winner!

Type: Special

Name: Zhang Wanzhong, the word buckle

Gender: Male

Original era: late Ming and early Qing dynasties

Circumference: omitted

Specialty: Raising pigeons

Substitution identity: a child of a down-and-out family

Current location: and state

Talent profile: Zhang Wanzhong, the founder of Chinese pigeon theory, author of "Pigeon Classic".

Liu Mang was a little dizzy......

I originally fantasized that he was a capable man who raised war horses, but I didn't expect a pigeon raiser. War horses become carrier pigeons, the army becomes the air force, it's okay, it's worth it!