Carrying a Jurassic on me
Chapter 1207 - 603: Once in a Thousand Years_3

Chapter 1207: Chapter 603: Once in a Thousand Years_3

Zhang Kun was now even more energized, "I’ll come over right now, and after I arrive, can I interview you? Don’t worry, the two hundred yuan for the information fee won’t be a penny short."

In those days, the status of journalists was still quite high, with a moniker such as ’king without a crown’, which sounded very glamorous.

But that was for the general public. In truth, every profession is the same, the hardships are known only to those within it. Transportation and information flow were not convenient, and gathering news often meant running one’s legs off. After all, it wasn’t yet the era where everyone had a mobile phone and could break news at any moment. Nor was sensationalist titling popular, stirring up shock or ’silent tears of men and women’ and other such messy headlines.

Of course, at that time, there wasn’t a practice of paying for tip-offs. However, when Zhang Kun himself used to go out on assignments, he would often promise to take someone out for a meal in return for a heads-up on any news...

Although two hundred yuan seemed a bit expensive, it all depended on the person. It might not work for others, but if the informant was Boss Yan’s cousin, the price was quite reasonable. After all, isn’t networking important in any line of work?

Besides, those in the know were aware that the inspection team was going to the countryside. The people from the TV stations and newspapers had all prepared, but then came the announcement not to make a big fuss, barring journalists from following along.

Now, it was on his own accord that he got a tip and went to report on the Wan City beef, ’accidentally’ encountering members of the inspection team was purely coincidental. If he could publish the news on the inspection afterward, then great; if not, he could wait until the inspection team had left. Either way, he was a journalist who had been to the inspection site and had firsthand materials...

Having received Zhang Kun’s promise, Lin Haihu was so delighted he couldn’t contain himself. After hanging up the phone, he began to revel in his fantasies: He certainly couldn’t tell his family about the two hundred yuan he would receive, or it would end up like his previous earnings and New Year’s money—none would be left for him.

But how should he spend the two hundred yuan himself?

There was hardly anywhere to spend money in this small rundown town; having too much money was a worry!

Humming a little tune and struggling to conceal his excitement, Lin Haihu approached Heizi, winking to signal that the matter was taken care of, then continued happily as part of the watching crowd.

He then heard Assistant Meng, the leader, speaking, "Comrade Yan Fei has developed to this point, so you should be able to start some scientific research projects, right? For instance, researching some basic epidemic disease prevention or improving the breed of cattle. These investments don’t need to be too large, with your finances right now, you can fully afford it! We all heard just now, you earned ten million in the time it takes to eat a meal. With such a strong and stable income, doing some necessary research will ensure that your future development avoids detours, isn’t that sustainable development?"

Before Yan Fei could reply, Lin Haihu who was immersed in his joy, was taken aback. He hadn’t heard clearly what Yan Fei said, and nudging Heizi, he asked, "Brother Heizi, what was that one million the leader mentioned just now? It’s not money, is it?"

"Oh, that’s the upfront payment for beef from Hong Kong," Heizi answered nonchalantly. "Don’t talk, listen to what Brother Fei’s plans are, learn something..."

Learn something?!

Lin Haihu, who hadn’t yet received the two hundred yuan and was already pondering how to spend so much money, could no longer focus on the ’troubles’ of the wealthy. At the moment, he was plunged into deep confusion: One million... how could that be money? One million... how many times would that be two hundred yuan!

Heizi wasn’t like Lin Haihu. Ever since he found out his pile of junk was valuable, Heizi had looked down on small amounts of money. The information fee, for instance, he would have definitely called in the tip himself before, but now he couldn’t be bothered to make the call and casually let Lin Haihu handle it.

He was carefully listening to Yan Fei speak. If he didn’t pay close attention now, he might fall behind Brother Fei’s development pace later.

Yan Fei quite agreed with Assistant Meng’s remarks, "What Assistant Meng said is true; previously, we were not in the right condition, and indeed, we didn’t consider this aspect. Like diseases are indeed a big problem. At the beginning, we even organized farmers to learn. Now, we let the farmers organize studies themselves, with those who have learned before passing on their experience to those who haven’t. It wasn’t until Assistant Meng reminded me that I realized we had become rather complacent; we should have continued organizing it."

"Exactly, exactly, exactly!" Assistant Meng said with a smile. "Don’t underestimate these things. Even in research, you need to collect basic data. With so many cows being raised in the farmers’ homes, all kinds of situations will be encountered; this can all be considered part of the experiments, right?"

Secretary Niu chimed in jokingly, "Assistant Meng is speaking from the heart, Boss Yan must remember this well. Maybe in the future, your laboratory, while conducting research, could achieve what Japan was advertising a couple of months ago—cloning cows..."

Cloning?

The moment the word was mentioned, Yan Fei immediately felt that his attitude just now was too perfunctory and nodded in agreement, "Right, right, right. We’ll set up a research institute once the cow breeding base construction is complete. We’ll start with the basics, and the day we truly clone a cow, Assistant Meng will definitely be the first one invited to guide the work..."

Everyone burst into laughter.

They really took it as a joke. What place was this, after all? It was a poor township in an impoverished county within the mainland—though now it’s not quite appropriate to call it a poor township, Sancha River township wouldn’t qualify as a poverty-stricken area anymore. Ever since Boss Yan had come along, the development of the township’s animal husbandry had pulled many people into similar industries, so it would probably be hard to wear the ’impoverished township’ label in the future.

Even so, talking about world-leading cloning technology for cows and sheep in a place that had just shed its poverty label was still like telling a joke, wasn’t it?

Yan Fei was also grinning, but if someone knew what he was thinking, they would probably be shocked: Cloning a cow is not some advanced technology. If we set up a laboratory, sooner or later, we will clone a fearsome dragon for you all to see...

After the group had seen the black calf, and talked for a while, when they had some free time, The Fifth Young Master Guo, who was impatient with nothing to do, said, "Boss Yan, I’ve already reported the good news to you. Why aren’t you taking action?"

Yan Fei was taken aback, "What action?"

"Don’t you need to buy cows to raise promptly so that when the time comes you can supply beef to my sister’s restaurant?" The Fifth Young Master Guo was immediately dissatisfied with his attitude.

"Hey!" Yan Fei burst into a laugh. "That’s just a matter of saying, why the need for a setup?"

As he spoke, he called out to Heizi, not far away, "You know the deal with what just happened; go make the call, let The Fifth Young Master Guo see our efficiency. Don’t let him think we took the money and didn’t do the job..."

Heizi nodded in acknowledgment and headed toward the office.