Opening a Tavern in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 255: Chickens and Ducks vs. Locusts

On the vast fields of the Tang Dynasty, a unique "battle" is about to begin.

As horse-drawn carriages loaded with chickens and ducks slowly drove into the fields, the originally quiet fields suddenly became lively.

The officers quickly opened the cages and drove flocks of chickens and ducks into the damaged fields.

The chickens and ducks seemed to have received an order to charge, flapping their wings excitedly and rushing towards the dense swarm of locusts.

A majestic rooster, with its head held high and chest puffed out, rushed into the locust swarm first. Its sharp beak was like a blade, pecking at each locust accurately. Every peck raised a light cloud of dust.

A few ducks were not to be outdone. They swayed their fat bodies and staggered across the fields. Wherever they went, locusts were swallowed into their stomachs.

The people working in the fields gathered around the fields, watching nervously and expectantly.

An old man, with his hands on his awning, stared intently at the movement in the fields, muttering to himself, "God bless, let these chickens and ducks eat more locusts."

A young farmer jumped up excitedly: "Look, that chicken is really powerful, it can kill one locust in one bite. The locusts have finally found their nemesis."

The little kids were running and laughing on the ridges of the fields, cheering for the chickens and ducks: "Come on, come on, eat the locusts!"

Their laughter echoed across the fields, as if injecting endless vitality into the battle.

However, the process was not entirely smooth sailing. Some chickens and ducks seemed frightened by the grand scene and lingered at the edge of the field.

A peasant woman ran over anxiously, gently shooing her chickens away, muttering, "Good boy, don't be afraid. Go eat the locusts. Eat enough to lay eggs."

In some places, the locusts were too dense, and the chickens and ducks were overwhelmed.

At this time, several young men in the village volunteered to go into the fields with branches to help drive away the locusts and gather them together to make it easier for chickens and ducks to hunt them.

As time went on, the chickens and ducks gradually adapted to the battlefield and became more and more efficient in hunting.

Large swarms of locusts fell one after another under the attack of chickens and ducks, and the crops that had been horribly eaten by the locusts began to come back to life.

The tender green leaves sway gently in the breeze, as if expressing gratitude to these "little guards".

A local squire standing nearby nodded with satisfaction, "This method is truly brilliant! Simple yet effective. Your Majesty is truly wise to come up with such a good plan."

A scholar nearby echoed, "This is an act of following nature, using one thing to conquer another, a true demonstration of the wisdom of the Tang Dynasty. After the locust plague is over, I will record this event in detail and pass it on to future generations."

In another field, an old hunter and his grandson were also watching.

The old hunter watched the chickens and ducks perform and said to his grandson with a smile, "My grandson, everything in this world has its use. Don't underestimate these chickens and ducks. They are heroes protecting the crops right now."

The grandson blinked his big eyes and asked curiously, "Grandpa, after these chickens and ducks eat all the locusts, will they become very fat and big?" The old hunter laughed and said, "Of course, they will become a lot fatter after eating so many locusts."

The sun gradually sets, and the battle between chickens, ducks and locusts is still going on fiercely.

The fields are full of busy chickens and ducks and the hopeful eyes of the people.

As night fell, the chickens and ducks, after a hearty meal, were driven back to the makeshift poultry houses by the people.

They rolled around, swayed as they walked, and made sounds of contentment.

And this field, which was once shrouded by a locust plague, also ushered in a glimmer of peace and hope after a day of "fighting", as if foreshadowing that the Tang Dynasty was about to overcome this terrible disaster and usher in a new harvest and prosperity.