Carrying a Jurassic on me
Chapter 1096 - 567 Arrival in Wuyang

Chapter 1096: Chapter 567 Arrival in Wuyang

"Attention, attention, quiet down, it’s my turn to speak!" Old Xu stood on top of a pillar that was only halfway erected, yelling into the kind of small megaphone street vendors use to sell rat poison.

The people who were busy scrubbing glanced over at him, as the voice from the little megaphone continued, "Tonight’s meaty meal is for the subcontractor’s crew, and everyone knows why..."

Someone below shouted mischievously, "What if I don’t know what to do..."

Old Xu was well-versed in handling such situations and, without changing his expression, retorted smoothly, "Those who don’t know should ask around. Today, Da Song from the subcontractor’s crew made a suggestion that even Professor Shu praised as good. It saved us a lot of time in construction and spared everyone a lot of effort. As we say, when one man achieves, the whole team is rewarded, so tonight’s meaty meal goes to the subcontractor’s crew! That’s all from me, let’s eat..."

The people, already accustomed to this, scrambled for their bowls and chopsticks and rushed into the canteen as soon as he finished talking.

Dealing with matters on the construction site isn’t easy. Even though the villagers are simple folks, there are always some who are rather inflexible in their ways. Take for instance the decision about who gets to eat the meaty meals – Old Xu is the only one who, time after time, manages to find a reason that leaves no room for others to complain, properly settling the matter of that meal.

Ma Yongming’s subcontracting crew does have some talented individuals, and Da Song, whom Old Xu just mentioned, is one of them. Apart from a lack of formal education, this young man is quick to learn anything in his work and occasionally comes up with ideas that initially seem far-fetched but, upon closer consideration, are actually quite feasible.

Today, they encountered a problem while building the bridge, and even Professor Shu and his students were racking their brains, hoping to come up with a good solution. It’s not that Professor Shu isn’t capable; it’s just that there are limits to manpower — it has been decades since he last directed such a purely manual construction site. Over the years, where could you find a place like this, where everything is done by sheer human strength like in the old days?

And it was this young man, Da Song, whom people called by name and few even knew his surname, who tentatively put forward a solution.

Professor Shu is quite strict with his students, but in the eyes of those on the construction site who occasionally interact with him, this commander from the big city is actually quite approachable.

No matter who had an idea, as long as they had the nerve to speak up, Professor Shu wouldn’t scold them for being impractical. Instead, he would carefully consider it before evaluating the idea — he treated suggestions even from an illiterate old farmer with the same respect.

Especially since this time the suggestion came from Da Song, and it was not the first or second time he had come up with good ideas. So, after giving it a bit of thought, Professor Shu immediately became cheerful and praised him, "Good lad, I knew it! If you went to college, why would I even bother with this bunch of slow students?"

So Da Song was quite embarrassed and kept his head down, working hard for most of the day, too shy to look at those ’slow students’ around him!

But with Professor Shu’s words, Old Xu saved half a day’s work and directly made the decision above, leaving no room for objections — although villagers do have their flaws, most of them respect someone who’s smart and can come up with good ideas, so nobody had an issue with Old Xu’s decision.

Old Xu now... according to the Xu family, was becoming increasingly outrageous.

He didn’t even go home for meals anymore, eating dinner with everyone else, grabbing a bowl and following the contractor’s crew for a feast — anyway, each time he tagged along with the crew who had meat in their meal, who could say anything?

An older gentleman from the contracting crew, who was quite familiar with Old Xu, joked, "We have you to thank for today’s meaty meal, Deputy Commander Xu. But you work so hard, do you really need to join us for meat? Your son-in-law must be delivering meat to your house every day..."

Old Xu chuckled, "Do I really care about that bit of meat? I’m just taking care of him since he’s all over the place, too busy to manage on his own. If it were just him, he’d probably collapse from the busyness..."

He could talk about Boss Yan like that, but the rest couldn’t join in on the topic and could only obligingly burst into laughter.

Meanwhile, Boss Yan, who Old Xu said would collapse from being too busy, was cuddling with his wife in a train, sweetly basking in the sound of the clattering rails, eyes closed, enjoying their private, blissful world.

Don’t be surprised that the wealthy Boss Yan isn’t even sparing the expense for a plane ride. It’s because his wife said it’s been a long time since they rode on a train together, and she missed the old days when they squeezed onto trains.

This wife, who occasionally had some artsy airs about her, was like this, coming up with odd whims out of the blue. In Yan Fei’s view, isn’t not having to squeeze onto trains anymore a sign that their lives are getting better? What’s so great about riding a train?

But since the missus mentioned it, he didn’t mind, and promptly booked two train tickets without a second thought.

However, the lady’s wish to experience ’squeezing onto a train’ fell flat, as there weren’t as many travelers during the summer holidays as she had imagined.

In a half-daze, it felt like in addition to the thunderous roar of the train, there was another sound. The lady instantly woke up, "Yan Xiaofei, your phone is ringing!"

Yan Fei had already heard it, just too lazy to answer, thinking how the train’s cell service is hardly reliable... To have any signal at all was good enough, not to mention any other expectations.

But now that the missus had noticed, he reached into his bag and pulled out his phone, only to hear the voice of Jia Hao, the bodyguard from the Guo family, "Brother Fei, where are you? I’m already waiting at the train station exit..."