Recently, Xu Yang had a new idea.
He built a dovecote right next to the breeding area on the farm.
The dovecote was beautifully constructed, with many small holes on the floor to facilitate washing, ensuring cleanliness inside.
Currently, the pigeons bought are still growing their feathers and are enclosed in the dovecote.
Mainly to let them recognize their new home.
Afterward, they could be let free.
The same afternoon the pigeons were bought, Sang Biao came with Little Sangbiao to spectate.
Sang Biao's eyes were fixed on the pigeons, motionless, his gaze filled with excitement.
It seemed to say:
"Is this heaven?"
In his eyes, this was simply a wild buffet area.
Seeing it, Xu Yang immediately scolded:
"Sang Biao, you can't touch these pigeons, if you want to eat, I'll buy you some squabs."
"These pigeons are for keeping!"
Hearing Xu Yang's words, Sang Biao was visibly disappointed.
Ah, can't eat again.
Oh well!
