Carrying a Jurassic on me
Chapter 1219 - 608: Tibetan Mastiffs Can Also Make Money_2

Chapter 1219: Chapter 608: Tibetan Mastiffs Can Also Make Money_2

Yan Fei continued to smile foolishly. Was that a curse for closure? It was me who personally went and caused the closure with my meddling.

After thinking for a moment, he asked, "Does your school have a lot of these kinds of groups?"

"Of course," Xu Xiaoyan said matter-of-factly. "We’re college students now, we have to learn to have a sense of social responsibility. Participating in social activities not only trains us and provides practical experience, but also contributes to public welfare, don’t you think that’s good?"

"Very good, very good!" Yan Fei agreed verbally, his mind stirring as he asked another question. "Do schools like Agricultural University have special interest research study groups?"

"There must be, right?" The girl initially was sure of it, but then she became uncertain as she spoke. "Anyway, our school has several, including groups that promote legal knowledge related to our major, and so many more! Oh, I know, are you trying to find such groups so that after they graduate they can come to Sancha River village?"

Yan Fei nodded. "Yes, right. Those who are interested in research during their school days will be given an opportunity to work in research with us afterward, isn’t it perfect? I’ve noticed, despite all being university students, there is a big difference among them. Some don’t study much and just play all day, you see those who are always in couples, flirting around, clearly they are not the studious kind..."

A person must always remember this phrase: trouble starts with the tongue.

What Boss Yan meant to say was that if he were to recruit university students in the future, he would look for genuinely competent ones. But before he could finish his sentence, Miss Xu Xiaoyan was already glaring at him angrily: "So students who date in university aren’t good students? Then don’t come looking for me in the future, I need to focus on my studies. Wait for me to graduate..."

Boss Yan quickly apologized, "Honey, you misunderstood. What I meant were those who only focus on dating and neglect their studies. My wife is naturally beautiful and brilliant, even if she dates, it doesn’t stop her from winning scholarships. Can she be compared to the others?"

"Hmph!" The girl turned her face away and started striding ahead, hands behind her back, with a bounce in her step. "That’s more like it, I forgive you!"

Yan Fei chuckled as he caught up to her and grabbed her hand, walking beside her. "Besides, we are different from others anyway! Are we just dating? We’re practically like an old married couple..."

"Who’s like an old married couple with you!" The girl shook off his hand. "There are a lot of people around, be mindful."

As she spoke, her expression suddenly turned into one of grieving resentment: "Yan Xiaofei, tell me, do you think I’ve gotten old?"

Seeing the situation turning perilous, Yan Fei quickly flipped his hand, and a rose appeared in it: "Beautiful lady, how’s my magic trick? It’s for you!"

Actually, he only had a couple of tricks up his sleeve, but the girl always fell for them, grabbing the rose with a giggle that tried to sound indifferent: "Everyone else manages to produce a whole bunch of roses, and you just have one, pretty average!"

She couldn’t actually pretend to scoff coldly; her face, full of surprise and shyness, completely betrayed her inner thoughts.

After crossing the intersection and passing the technology market, there were fewer people by the test field. Yan Fei grabbed the girl’s hand, and she compliantly followed him, heading toward home.

Once back home, the girl rolled up her sleeves, transformed into a chef, and started to cook Griddle Cakes on the stove.

With nothing better to do, Yan Fei hovered around, causing nothing but trouble.

It wasn’t until he dabbed her nose white with flour that the girl finally lost her patience: "Yan Xiaofei, go play with the dog in the yard. Keep up the mischief, and I won’t cook for you!"

With the girl attending school, the dogs in the yard obviously had to be let out by Yan Fei. But he definitely wouldn’t go, instead shamelessly pulling up a chair to sit quietly beside her: "I won’t cause any more trouble, hurry up and cook!"

The pair ended up playing around during the meal, and before they knew it, it was already time for afternoon classes. The girl had really wanted to attend the environmental protection group’s meeting, but that was no longer possible.

"You should go home this afternoon! It’s really busy at home, and you’re always away. If something happens and they can’t find you, everyone would be so worried," Xu Xiaoyan advised him as they walked toward school when she noticed that Yan Fei had no intention of going home.

"No rush..." Yan Fei replied nonchalantly, but he had only spoken half a sentence when his phone rang.

As he answered, he heard a very familiar voice: "Xiao Fei, what are you busy with? Have you eaten?"

Yan Fei laughed and said, "Fifth Brother, aren’t you busy right now? What made you think of calling me?"

It was Fifth Brother from the county who owned a beef restaurant; he had a booming voice, as loud as if he was shouting, "I didn’t think of it normally, but now that I have something to do, I thought of it. Do you have a Tibetan Mastiff over there now?"

Yan Fei was surprised, "Even me keeping a dog gets talked about to the county?"

"Hahaha..." Fifth Brother was very amused on the other end. "What do you think! That’s exactly it; I have a buddy who runs a dog breeding farm. He breeds Tibetan Mastiffs, and his business isn’t doing well, so he wants to mate with your Tibetan Mastiff!"

It seemed not only did they know about Boss Yan’s Tibetan Mastiff but even the dog’s gender was clear to them.

"Then there’s no need for you to call; just let him come over and mention your name. It’s that simple!" Yan Fei said with a smile.

"I knew you’re easy to talk to, but he was afraid it wouldn’t work, so he insisted I call you." Fifth Brother chuckled. "Speaking of which, his business isn’t doing well partly because of you, so you should give him a discount, don’t charge too high..."

"What do you mean by ’too high’?" Yan Fei didn’t catch on at first. "Also, I don’t even know him, why would you say his business being bad has anything to do with me?"

"The Tibetan Mastiff! Such a fine breed, mating one must cost a pretty penny, right? Just make sure not to charge too much." Fifth Brother explained, then laughed again. "And it’s not just him, a few here who breed Tibetan Mastiffs are not doing so great, all because of you."

There’s a saying, "orphaned child with no mother speaks longest."

Laowu explained to Yan Fei why the local Tibetan Mastiff business was struggling, and it all started from that time they took the tiger to the zoo.

Originally, Yan Fei took a trip with the tiger, and although there wasn’t much else to it, everyone looked on excitedly; it was a memory they wouldn’t forget.

The ones who were really affected were those trying to cash in on the current trends, which to old-fashioned people, seemed a bit like shady business—those dealing with the sale of Tibetan Mastiffs.

Sometimes, that’s just how trends are; originally, Tibetan Mastiffs were bred by herders to watch their homes and protect their sheep, but suddenly, they were hyped up as divine dogs, even more so than the legendary Erlang’s Howler.

With some people praising them, entrepreneurs nationwide took to the business, including in Wancheng City, where it also took off.

Honestly, this was a sunrise industry that, at face value, could rack in huge profits. After all, wasn’t Chen Yingjun making a ton of money from it?

However, unexpectedly, in other places where the business thrived, only in Wancheng City did the value of these dogs not shoot up.

Why? Because in this place, people were already walking tigers around the streets, how embarrassing would it be to walk a Tibetan Mastiff?

That wasn’t all; in other places, people might claim that Tibetan Mastiffs were more ferocious than tigers, which typically couldn’t be verified. But as the news of Boss Yan keeping a tiger spread further, whenever someone brought this up, people would whip out a package of Sancha River Morning Glory Cattle Farm’s beef jerky and say: "You say your dog is fierce, come on, call this number. As long as you say your dog died not wanting compensation, willing to let that tiger eat it, just lead it on over..."

Think about how disappointing that was; aren’t we just raising a dog to show off a bit? Is there a need to take it so seriously?

In such a scenario, do those who want to keep Tibetan Mastiffs really feel like spending a lot on a dog? After spending such money on a Tibetan Mastiff, was it to have it watch their homes? Certainly not. It was for the show!

Now that they couldn’t even show off, who would still invest money into that, wouldn’t that be foolish?

Yan Fei didn’t know whether to cry or laugh, "This isn’t my fault; keeping the tiger was a task given by the Forestry Bureau, and going to the zoo was to cooperate with their work. Everything I’ve done was good, how could they blame me!"