The staff finished the first bird and then caught Xiaobai.

Lu Qiao suddenly became excited: "This is...why is this for?"

"It seems that you are really a newcomer. This is to do anti-counterfeiting." The staff explained.

"Anti-counterfeiting?" Lu Qiao said in confusion.

At this time, the staff took the pigeon out of the cage and spread the wings and put them on the previous registration. They could see the overlapping of the wings and showed signs of roller rolling out. The feathers that were lost on the side could also correspond completely to the end of the wings.

The staff explained: "This is the final trial. If your pigeon wins the championship, we have to compare the traces. Otherwise, if you find an opportunity to drop the bag and get the prize, where can we reason, right?"

Su Yue held Lu Qiao's hand in a plate and whispered: "Xiaobai said it's just cutting his nails, no problem."

"I'm sorry, you can continue." Lu Qiao let go of his hand.

The staff said in wonder at this moment: "You pigeon doesn't have leg rings?"

"What is the foot ring?" Lu Qiao said in confusion.

"You have the other four, but this one doesn't. The leg ring was put on within five or six days when you were born. If you want to put on a number when you grow up, you have to use a ring ring. You can make up for the ten yuan fee." The staff explained.

Su Yue took out ten yuan directly from her pocket.

The staff took out a huge iron machine from under the cabinet.

"This pigeon is quite good." The staff said, stuffing the pigeon's feet into the machine and using brute force to put the numbered legs on Xiaobai's feet.

The staff moved the switch with their hands, and the leg ring was put on his feet as if he was tortured.

Xiaobai screamed, and Lu Qiao looked nervously: "It hurts so much."

"I don't know anything about raising pigeons, so of course the pigeons suffer. Usually, they put on their feet in five days and keep them on their feet when they are raised. That is the pigeon's ID card, and they recognize the rings when they compete. I see that you are, I guess I didn't know when I was a child." The pigeon fancier explained.

The staff did the same thing and pressed Xiaobai on the paper and rolled over his wings.

Then some of the feather tips were removed. At this time, the staff touched Xiaobai's wings and said, "Strange, has the pigeon's wings been broken?"

"I was injured before," Lu Qiao explained.

"Then I suggest that the other four sign up will be fine, and this one is not very good in appearance and vision," the staff explained.

"It's okay, let her participate in the competition." Lu Qiao nodded.

The staff had no choice but to register all the pigeons.

After all the processing was completed, Luqiao also paid a total of 1,500 yuan per pigeon.

The staff copied down the numbers on the pigeon's feet and installed GPS positioning equipment.

This foot ring is a small white square that is fixed on the other side of the foot.

GPS also has its own anti-counterfeiting numbers. The anti-counterfeiting numbers plus the number on the feet, the traces of the wings and the cut feather tips can prove the identity of a bird.

After all the procedures were completed, Lu Qiao and five birds were planning to leave.

The pigeon fancier on the side said, "Leave it to the bird collector over there."

"What is a bird collector?" Lu Qiao asked.

"Bird collectors, put all the birds in the cage. Then take them to the competition, and the distance process depends on the rules. Why don't you understand anything? Don't you understand why you came here to compete?" The fancier looked at Luqiao.

Lu Qiao handed over the five pigeons, pointed at Yang Kaihong, who was almost disguised in the distance and said, "That's my master."

"Your master? This... isn't this Lao Hong?" the fancier smiled and shouted, "Come here, Lao Hong is here."

All the pigeon fans gathered around and shouted, "What a old red."

At this time, Kaihong looked around nervously, then rushed out of the road and hid at the corner of the next road.

"Run."

"Can you do not run?"

The first fancier patted Lu Qiao's arm: "Brother, who can I learn how to raise pigeons from? He is using you, don't you know?"

"What do you mean?" Lu Qiao looked at the fancier in front of him.

"In the past, our pigeon ace pigeons in Lugang are now broom stars. People do the worst that people are like this. Others raise pigeons and love pigeons. They only want to rank and achieve results. He gives medicine to pigeons and does everything they can to win. Three years ago, his pigeons were indeed the best in Lugang, and now they are the shame of Lugang. I'm afraid that all the pigeons you made will take medicine, right?" the pigeon fancier explained.

Luqiao reacted at this time, and the pigeon collector put the pigeons on the car.

Lu Qiao chased after him: "Can I still touch my pigeon?"

The bird collector pointed his head, and the pigeon fan stood aside: "What? You want to see if the pigeon is not normal now? If you look at the eyes normally, you can't focus and be excited."

Lu Qiao lit his head and looked at the pigeons without any problem. Lu Qiao did not use the methods taught by pigeon fans, but instead got it through Qingnang.

"These pigeons all seem to have some problems," said the fancier.

"No, no, no, there is no problem with the pigeon." Lu Qiao let go of the pigeon's hand and looked at Xiaobai and waved.

Luqiao caught up with the alley in the distance, and Su Yue naturally followed.

The fancier shouted, "What are you doing? You are still chasing Lao Hong."

Lu Qiao looked at the pigeon fancier: "The pigeon has no medicine, I'll go and see Yang Kaihong to talk about this."

The fancier shook his head, as if he was watching a helpless person.

Lu Qiao and Su Yue caught up with Yang Kaihong who was hiding in the corner. Yang Kaihong was hiding in the corner and covered her tightly.

Lu Qiao grabbed the scarf, pulled open the mask, and pulled the mask away.

Yang Kaihong kept covering his face with both hands, and Lu Qiao shouted: "What are you doing?"

"I asked you to give the pigeons, but I didn't tell you to tell me. I won't go to the competition anymore. You'll want my pigeons back." Yang Kai shouted.

Lu Qiao looked at Yang Kaihong: "Tell me, tell me what happened."

Yang Kaihong lowered his head: "I am a pigeon in Lugang."

"I won't ask you about your previous status, I will ask you what happened back then?" Lu Qiao asked back.

Yang Kaihong murmured to himself: "I started officially entering the industry five years ago. Before, my father raised pigeons. After I officially entered the industry, I was almost all top-notch. Three years ago, my performance began to decline. No breeding pigeons was useless, so I had bad thoughts."

"Did you use stimulant?" Lu Qiao asked.

"It was a herb at first, but later it was used to improve the pigeon's heart muscle, accelerate blood circulation, stimulate the cerebral cortex, enhance breathing and blood vessels, etc." Yang Kaihong explained.
Chapter completed!