The pig house building looks about ten meters high from the outside. Dong Qiangqiang originally thought there would be at least two floors inside, but when he opened the door, he discovered that there was only one floor inside.
Since there is only one floor, there is sufficient ceiling in the factory. Standing at the door, Dong Qiangqiang easily noticed that the color of part of the ceiling was different from the ceiling next to it.
As he watched closely, Fleischer noticed his behavior. He pointed at the roof and said: "Those can be opened and closed automatically. When the weather is good or the temperature in the factory is too high, they will automatically open for ventilation."
Many glass windows with good light transmittance are staggered on the roof. Bright and straight light beams fall from the sky and shine directly into the pig pen, making the entire pig house look bright and there is no need for artificial lighting at all.
Dong Qiangqiang and others walked into the factory under the leadership of Fleischer.
The entire factory building was divided into several large rooms. The room Dong Qiangqiang and the others walked into was about 300 to 400 square meters. There were six rows of pig pens. Two rows were next to each other to form a group. There were two pig pens in each group. The light blue hard plastic corridor for walking makes it easier for staff to get closer to the pig pens.
Dong Qiangqiang immediately saw a group of light pink piglets that had not yet grown up in a pig pen against the wall. Just as he was about to walk over and take a closer look, he heard a piece of music with a melodious melody that he was familiar with suddenly sounded above his head.
Dong Qiangqiang listened carefully for a while unconsciously, and then asked Fleischer in surprise: "You listen to Bach to pigs?"
Fleischer's face showed an expression of joy: "You also listen to classical music?"
Just as Dong Qiangqiang was about to answer, he suddenly felt a little awkward: If he answered "yes", wouldn't it mean that he was also a pig?
But he also knew that this was said in a hurry, and the other party did not mean to tease him, so he asked the question in an unexpected way: "Why do you listen to classical music for them?"
Fleischer explained with great interest: "Classical music is soothing music, which is very conducive to mental relaxation. I believe it will have the same effect on pigs, making them feel better. And I I have always believed that the melodies of classical music contain mysterious energy.”
Lei Lanting came close to Dong Qiangqiang and whispered: "It sounds new to me."
Seeing the expressions of the two people, Fleischer smiled and added: "Of course I didn't invent this. This is also the result of expert research."
Dong Qiangqiang asked curiously: "Do you trust your German experts?"
"That's not necessarily the case. They occasionally come up with some bad ideas, although I quite like some of them." Fleischer smiled and pointed at the pig pen and said, "But giving music to the pigs is not a bad idea. It is indeed better than not listening to it before. The effect is better when playing music. For example, my pigs are less sick than before. Of course, this is also due to my wife. She is mainly responsible for the disease prevention and control of pigs. But in the past few years, in my pig house It is true that there have been no pig diseases such as swine fever or foot-and-mouth disease. I believe that classical music also contributed here. My colleagues in the village used to laugh at me, but later they all imitated me in playing music for pigs, as we just said Luke arrived, and he had twice as many speakers in the pig house as I did.”
"But can pigs understand?" Lei Lanting couldn't help but interjected.
"I have checked specifically and found that pigs are said to have very high IQs, and listening to music is also a pleasure for them." Fleischer added seriously, "But not all music can be listened to, such as pop music and electronic music. Everything is too noisy and not suitable for playing in such a large environment. Pigs will become very restless when listening to it. Just like people, eating and defecation will become unstable. After trying it for a while, I found that it is still classical music. The best. My little daughter’s favorite is Bach, so I listen to Bach all the time.”
Dong Qiangqiang and Lei Lanting glanced at each other, feeling that this old German man was very interesting. Everyone was not as reserved as when they first met, and the topics gradually became more numerous.
"In addition to playing music for them, do you also provide them with other forms of entertainment?" Lei Lanting jokingly pointed at the TVs hanging on the wall, "For example, let them watch a blockbuster movie?"
Dong Qiangqiang had been looking at the roof and the pig pen before, not paying attention to other places. After hearing what he said, he noticed the TV hanging on the wall.
"Yes, occasionally we will show them some TV programs to watch, such as natural scenery or the underwater world."
"Can they understand it?" Hans, who had been silent for a long time, was also interested in this topic.
Fleischer smiled without saying a word, took out a remote control from his pocket, and pressed it a few times. The music in the loudspeaker above his head suddenly stopped, and dark blue slowly appeared on the TVs on the wall at the same time. Images of the ocean and dense schools of fish.
The pigs in the pig pen were eating, playing or lying leisurely. When they noticed that a moving picture suddenly appeared on the TV, they all turned their heads and stared at the TV without moving. Except for a few pigs who were still sleeping soundly, most of the pigs were attracted by the TV content.
"My dear, is it true?" Lei Lanting was shocked, "Has this pig become a sperm?"
Fleischer turned off the TV and turned on the music again: "But experts say that watching TV for more than 15 minutes is not good for pigs, so I only play it for them for a short period occasionally. Most of the time, it is better to listen to music. .”
Dong Qiangqiang looked at the pigs in a large room and asked with interest: "Mr. Fleischer, how many pigs do you have here?"
"Well, as of 22:00 last night, there were a total of 1,823 pigs in all the factories. But this morning a few pigs gave birth to more pigs, and now it should be 1,839 or 1,840."
"These pigs look fat and strong." Dong Qiangqiang complimented, "What kind of pigs are they?"
"This pig house mainly raises Pietrain and Landrace." Fleischer was very happy to see that Dong Qiangqiang was very interested in his pig house. He usually mainly deals with pigs, and does not have many opportunities to talk to outsiders, and most of his limited communication is related to pigs. It was rare for him to meet some foreigners today, and he didn't expect to be able to talk about his major, which made him feel cheerful. He pointed in another direction and said, "There are some Durocs in other factories, and I also have an iberico pig, which was specially given to me by my old friend in Munich." When he said this, his Pride written all over his face.
But Dong Qiangqiang knew nothing about pig breeds and catered to Fleischer just to make the chat less awkward. He nodded vaguely and looked like he was listening carefully.
Looking at the various pigs in the pig pen, a thought suddenly flashed in Lei Lanting's mind: If he can't continue to catch pigs, it would be good to get a part-time job here at Fleisher. The environment here looks very nice, and there is no need to speak a foreign language to the pigs.
"Raising so many pigs, you need a lot of workers, right?" Lei Lanting looked around. But in Nuoda's factory, he saw an employee wearing a blue uniform, "Why did I only see one person?"
