Chapter 456 452. Harvest Festival Celebration (VII)
"Grass?" Luo Shaoan's voice also rose eight degrees. "Isn't it the best sweet elephant grass? It's forage grass and also pig grass. Twenty tons of sweet elephant grass, mixed with other feed at a ratio of 15%, is enough to feed dozens of pigs."

"The piglets grew fat very quickly after eating this grass."

"We can also raise chickens, ducks, geese, cattle and sheep, especially dairy cows. The protein content is high, and feeding them will produce more and better milk."

Just one sentence from Shudong attracted so much attention from Luo Shaoan.

He really thinks that his company's products are good.

The tree hole quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't know it was a useful grass."

At this point, Shudong reacted, "Hey, the prizes for these competitions are very interesting, 500 kilograms of fertilizer, two piglets, 20 tons of pig grass, and the previous competitions gave wheat seeds, micro-tillage machines, and compost yeast. It seems that no money was given."

After Shudong’s reminder, the audience in the live broadcast room also reacted.

[It seems that all the prizes for the sports meet are agricultural supplies]

【Really down to earth】

[The prizes are what farmers need, and are better than bonuses]

[Production materials are valuable. Now the things you bring back from playing can be used again in agricultural production.]

[Tianhan organized this event really well]

【This is the Harvest Festival! 】

The reason is just as the live broadcast audience said.

When we were organizing the farmers' activities, we thought about giving prizes.

Ordinary souvenirs are not attractive enough.

As for bonuses, if they are too little, they are useless, but if they are too much, it will become boring.

So, let the various agricultural input enterprises sponsor it.

When companies advertise, farmers benefit and the appeal is strong enough.

It can also be used in production and every household needs it.

Everyone is satisfied.

It’s like when a supermarket is holding an event and you offer a twenty-dollar voucher for free, no one will be interested.

If you say you want to deliver thirty eggs, there will be a line of people two miles out the door.

So, for twenty tons of fodder.

The villagers in each village did not care about feeling embarrassed or blushing.

Finally I have an excuse and can fight again.

Hey, some people have spelled it many times today.

In fact, adults also like to play, like to join in the fun, and like to be the center of attention.

I just feel that I'm old, it's embarrassing, I can't save my face, I want to have fun but I'm embarrassed.

Give them a good reason.

It’s so fun to play.

"The dodgeball competition has begun. Anyone who wants to come can come. If you stick to the end, you will be rewarded with 20 tons of sweet elephant grass. You can feed pigs and chickens. Share it with relatives and friends. Next year, you won't have to spend money to raise any living thing."

An old man with a loud voice stood in the middle with a loudspeaker and shouted the rules.

"See this frame? Everyone who wants to participate, come in. Three hundred people. You can't run away. If you run away, you lose."

A huge square of white lime was spread on the grass, half the size of a football field.

"There are five people over there. Take the ball and chop it in. Whoever gets chopped is out."

Five volunteers stood on one side of the box, holding a rubber ball that was half deflated, so it would definitely not hurt if it hit someone.

"Whoever gets chopped off should just stand aside. You are the one throwing the ball. If you have a grudge, you can take revenge. If you have no grudge, you can take advantage of it~~"

The old man finished explaining the rules in a messy manner.

The crowd around was laughing and pushing and shoving as they moved in.

Soon there were three hundred people, filling up half the venue.

There are only uncles, aunts and middle-aged men, and there are not many young people.

This is also the norm in rural areas nowadays. Most of the people who came to play today are of this age.

There are about three hundred people. The loud-voiced old man didn’t count them specifically, but that’s about it.

It's fun, after all the fun, it's time to figure it out.

Almost three hundred people is not a small number.

On the side away from the five volunteers, people were so crowded that there was almost no place to step.

Still laughing.

The audience outside were also laughing, waiting to see who would be the first unlucky one to be hit out.

The whistle blows.

Game start.

The next second, a ball crossed the half court and hit an old man in the buttocks. There was no place to hide, no place to hide at all, and he could only watch helplessly as he was hit.

The next second, the old man who was hit picked up the ball and ran towards the volunteer who threw the ball angrily.

The volunteers ran away.

The loud-voiced old man quickly shouted: "Don't be impatient..."

Halfway through the shouting, the old man who was hit also shouted, "You bastard, you only hit your old man..."

The loud-mouthed old man held back his breath and almost choked, "I'm teaching you a lesson, be gentle, just give me two slaps."

[Hahahaha, a father-son game]

【Abuse of power for personal gain】

【Take the opportunity for revenge】

[It’s definitely a personal grudge]

【Father says goodbye to his son and laughs】

[I finally waited for this opportunity, let’s enjoy it first]

[You can still kill me]

[It’s acting, definitely acting]

Luo Shaoan saw it and quickly explained, "It's definitely not acting, it's purely accidental, how can I find hundreds of actors?"

It is worthy of being the largest competition of the entire sports meeting.

It becomes lively when there are more people, and there are also ethical jokes to watch.

The father and son ran a circle, and the son got hit on the buttocks twice by the soles of the shoes. Somehow they made up and ran back whispering to each other.

The volunteers returned to their positions.

The father ran to the other side.

Then the father and son cooperated with each other. The son threw a high ball, and the father caught it and attacked from behind. An uncle who was hiding safely behind him was bowing to all directions and showing off.

He was knocked down in a trance.

Let you show off.

This person was not angry. After coming down, he stood on the other side and also cooperated.

Then just watch.

The two or three hundred people on the field were like ducks, being driven to one end and then to the other.

They flew down one after another with a crackling sound.

After I came down, I realized that the fun part of this game is hitting people with the ball.

So that the switching of camps is particularly smooth.

He was running happily on the court one second ago, and the next second he caught the ball and immediately knocked down the player who was running the fastest.

There was lots of joy, surprises and jokes, and it was fun both on and off the court.

Later on, there were more and more people in the outer circle and fewer and fewer people inside the venue.

There is only one ball.

There are certain requirements for how to play, how to cooperate, and how to occupy positions.

The only few people running on the field, crossing each other, calculating their physical strength, and trying to stay away from the ball.

The one or two hundred people in the outer circle were thinking about how to pass the ball, how to hit people from behind, from the side, and from close range.

The two sides fought wits and courage and played the game of war.

Every ball dodged and every person hit would cause cheers from the entire stadium.

This game is getting more and more exciting.

Luo Shaoan was jumping and shouting outside the venue: "From our company! From our company!"

I don't know what he is happy about.

But the others were almost the same. The atmosphere was right and they were all very excited. Some people even shouted themselves hoarse.

In the end, the two young men left on the field had really good physical strength.

Running around as if he never gets tired.

When dodging the ball, he even has the energy to trip his opponent.

So much so that the game lasted nearly an hour before it ended.

After watching the game, Luo Shaoan said he was tired.

Wiping the sweat off his face, he called out to Shudong, "It's time for lunch."

“…Eat again?”

(End of this chapter)