Carrying a Jurassic on me
Chapter 116 - 57 Wheat Busy Holiday_1

Chapter 116: Chapter 57 Wheat Busy Holiday_1

Being stared at by a giant frog, larger than a washbasin, capable of jumping as high as four to five meters up on to the roof of the warehouse, was unbearable for anyone.

The person who had just fallen and was crying in fear managed to get up and was about to run when suddenly someone whispered, "Stay still! Don’t make a noise!"

Everyone immediately froze.

After a while, that person whispered again, "Don’t move, I heard that frogs can only see moving things, look, we’re all still now, it’s not moving!"

All of them struck a pose and froze like puppets. In truth, they wanted to run, but their legs felt weak. This was the perfect excuse to stop moving.

The person who had just got up was the unluckiest. His posture was like he was taking a dump. Since he couldn’t move, he just stayed in this awkward position.

Since the first time Yan Fei saw the Devil Frog, he had the idea of morphing into one to frighten others. If it weren’t for the thing with Heizi that had come up yesterday, he would have done it last night.

Indeed, the jumping ability of the Devil Frog was beyond ordinary. In the marshes of the dinosaur world, it could jump higher than, the reed-like plants. The sharp teeth in its mouth were definitely not for eating plants only! How else could a group of nimble Raptors only dare to ambush a single Devil Frog, then scamper off as soon as they were successful?

At this time, of course, people didn’t know that even on today’s earth, there’s a species of giant African frog, with a body length of more than 30 centimeters and legs that spread out to a meter, easily able to jump four to five meters high.

So, the appearance of this Devil Frog, what else could it be to these paper mill workers but a monster?

Actually, Yan Fei had no intention of hurting anyone. After bouncing off one person, he was looking at them from high above because he wasn’t sure how to continue his prank. He felt embarrassed!

These people were all workers from nearby, and they weren’t the cause of the pollution. Not even accomplices. Scaring them a little was fine, but actually hurting someone would be wrong.

Luckily, one of them gave him an excuse. As he was looking down from above, he saw the group of people shaking with fear. Satisfied, he hopped away happily.

Raptors and Compsognathus were agile creatures, but when it came to jumping, they paled in comparison to the Devil Frog, which was top tier. The Cinerous Vulture and Pterosaurs could fly, true, but that was quite different from bounding off walls and roofs.

So Yan Fei was thoroughly enjoying himself, leaping around the factory feeling extraordinarily exhilarated.

Apart from the few gatekeepers, all other employees working the night shift were indoors, so Yan Fei did not meet anyone else. He bounced from east to west, north to south, until he had his fill. Just as he was leaving, he ran into an unlucky person coming out of the bathroom. After frightening that one, Yan Fei left satisfied.

As he exited the factory, he passed by the same spot where he first encountered the four workers. They were still standing there, frozen in shock and fright. Just when they had mustered the courage to run away, they saw him coming back. Once again, they froze, watching helplessly as he hopped over their heads and beyond the wall, sending their souls flying with fear.

Yan Fei shook his hands, transformed into a Cinerous Vulture and flew high into the sky. Then, he shape-shifted into a Pterosaur and returned to the cattle farm. Landing on the roof of Heizi’s room, he heard the sounds of breathing from inside and quickly returned to his own room.

The four big dogs had seen him transform before and came running towards his room when they saw him fly back. One of them even brought a dead mouse.

Life indeed is all about having fun. Yan Fei felt refreshed after all the mischief. He even fed the dogs while humming a tune.

For the following days, he kept himself busy by messing around at the paper mill and with Heizi.

He had also not forgotten about the brewing. After picking the sorghum, he steamed it, spread distiller’s yeast, and mixed it before putting it into the fermentation pool. All the pools were full.

This process couldn’t be rushed. It would take as many days as it was supposed to with the fermentation. Yan Fei wasn’t in a hurry. After all, he had plenty to do.

The paper factory had to stop work again, and this time it was more serious than before. They even called in some top-notch experts, but it was of no use. They had no idea that the big green frog could transform into a bird, always surveying from the sky before showing itself.

If there were too many people, it would definitely not appear, playing hide and seek. Forget about catching it, people could barely get a glimpse of its shadow now and then, leaving the whole factory in a tumult of rumors and unease.

Several days had passed since the intoxicating smell of distilling wine first wafted from the cattle farm.

The timing of Yan Fei making wine was perfect, as it coincided with the school’s wheat busy holiday.

The wheat busy holiday is a quick passing school holiday, as the name suggests, you can tell what this holiday is for. Every year, around the time of wheat harvest, there is a week-long holiday for students to go home and help with the work.

In fact, most teachers also go home for the wheat harvest. Elementary students can boil water and serve tea at home, while middle school students can start doing real work, cutting and binding wheat and loading trucks.

If it’s a tractor or a buffalo-pulled wagon, they will also have to step on the wheat stacks, move them to the threshing site, and then flip the piles. Flipping piles simply mean that the harvested wheat is spread out in the threshing site, animals like cows, horses, or donkeys pull the stone roller in circles, and people continuously flip the freshly crushed wheat with a fork to facilitate better crushing on the next round.

Of course, there are also many places where tractors are used for threshing, but there are not enough of them, so most are still reliant on manual labor and animal power.

From the beginning to the end, when the wheat is collected back into the house and the wheat straws are piled up, most of it is done manually.

Therefore, this wheat busy holiday is crucial. Even the high school in the county where Xu Xiaoyan was studying had a holiday for their third year students, although it was a couple of days shorter than usual.

Xu Xiaoyan got back home just in time to see Yan Fei busily knocking down a wall. She was immediately puzzled, "Yan Xiao Fei, what are you doing? Why to make a hole in the new house?"

Yan Fei was certainly not happy to hear this. Having just finished his work, he threw down his big hammer, dusted off his hands and said, "What do you mean by knocking a hole? I’m creating a window for selling wine!"

So, the wine was ready, but the shop was not yet open!

He couldn’t be bothered to set up a storefront, so he found an empty room next to his own room, and just bashed a hole in the back wall. Well, a window. The window directly faced the road, so he could sit inside and sell wine through the small window in the future.

When Xu Xiaoyan heard that it was for selling wine, she rolled her eyes: "Your cattle farm stinks to high heaven, who would come here to buy wine?"

Yan Fei was busy measuring a piece of wood, casually retorting: "They can buy it or not. If the wine is not selling, I can keep it for myself. Anyway, it doesn’t spoil. I can save it for our wedding, and by then it will be several years old Daughter’s Red!"

The girl’s face turned red immediately "Disgusting, you are thinking about getting married so early!"

Though she was grumbling, she had already put her backpack down and came over to help hold the board.

As soon as she held it, she complained: "Couldn’t you have found a proper piece of wood? This is so ugly and heavy."

"It’s made by me, it’s so sturdy!" Yan Fei said with satisfaction, while he took a hinge from his pocket and compared it to the board and the wall.

Indeed, it was handmade. He didn’t even use a saw, just an ax. The craftsmanship was rougher than if it had been gnawed by a dog.

Considering the astonishing weight of the board he had made, he bought the largest hinges available, and many of them. There were almost enough to nail the entire board.