Carrying a Jurassic on me
Chapter 126 - 3 Selling Medicinal Wine _1

Chapter 126: Chapter 3 Selling Medicinal Wine _1

The island under the darkness of night, the sound of waves gently patting the shoreline could always carry far.

In the forest, the occasional roars of dinosaurs combined with the croaking of the Devil Frog made the entire island appear eerily dark.

The Terrestrisuchus quietly lay low in shallow water, waiting for prey to come.

A super giant salamander was moving its body unconsciously, completely unaware of the danger ahead, swimming leisurely.

Just as Yan Fei was about to rejoice in the salamander’s approach, the creature suddenly swung its tail, stirring up silt from the lakebed, muddying the water. In the blink of an eye, the salamander was out of sight.

After trying twice, Yan Fei realized that this approach wasn’t going to work.

The efficiency was too low, took too long, and in the end, the muddied water removed all traces of the salamander. Additionally, he did not dare go too far into the water to chase after it. The salamanders in shallow waters were already three or four meters long; who knew if there were bigger ones deeper in the lake.

Climbing back to shore, he came up with an idea.

He slaughtered a Microraptor, threw it in the shallow water and let it bleed out, then transformed himself into a Terrestrisuchus, hiding in the silt waiting for an ambush.

This method worked nicely, as a greedy super giant salamander soon swam over. A quick observation, it didn’t identify any danger, and went straight to the Microraptor. Yan Fei, of course, seized the opportunity to bite in an instant.

A super giant salamander weighing an estimated four to five hundred catties, facing the bite of Terrestrisuchus, put up minimal resistance and soon became Yan Fei’s meal.

After he ate, Yan Fei was very relaxed. He originally planned not to reveal the origin of this creature, but now he had a better idea.

The next day, he brazenly served up a large bowl of salamander meat, first giving the folks at the cattle farm an extra meal, then delivering some to Uncle Baoguo and Uncle Ming, claiming it was a huge catfish he caught at night and it was so big, they had to divide it up to eat.

As to how big it was, it was simply ’very big’. They wouldn’t stoop so low as to collectively question ’did Yan Fei give your family catfish to eat?’ If it turns out that Yan Fei only gave his own family the fish, wouldn’t that be causing Yan Fei unnecessary trouble?

Anyway, there was plenty of meat, even Xu Xiaoyan got a small pot of it, tricking the girl into believing it was catfish meat, something she would definitely not realize otherwise.

His parents also got a large bowl, enough to last the three of them two days. Although the weather was slightly warm, reheating it for every meal would suffice.

The problem with the hot weather is that meat can’t be kept for long. This guy had a lot to spare, even Fifth Brother from the beef shop got some. In addition to the fish meat, there was also some wine. Since the wine had not been soaked for long, he didn’t give much of it, just enough for him to try it for a few days. As for whether he would drink it or not, he didn’t care anymore.

The results excited Fifth Brother, who insisted on having Yan Fei over for a meal. Although Yan Fei claimed the fish didn’t cost much, the fact that he had delivered it from such a distance meant a lot to him.

It’s worth mentioning that after making an entire round, Yan Fei was quite satisfied. Despite his deliberate efforts to intensify the flavor, nobody managed to figure out that it wasn’t catfish.

Most people hadn’t eaten salamander before and although there were plenty of rivers and lakes in the area, catfish wasn’t a popular fish. Few people ate it and none farmed it. The biggest wild catfish anyone had ever seen was only about a foot long. As for larger ones, most people had never even seen them, let alone caught them.

Recognizing that no one could tell the difference, Yan Fei relaxed. He sincerely felt that being in school was beneficial; he was actually taking courses seriously and memorizing the content of the textbooks.

The efficiency of proactive learning was incomparable to his previous disinterested states. With his good memory, he quickly mastered the knowledge taught in the first year without spending much effort.

Obviously, it would still not be suitable for tests, as the key points and difficulties during a test are always strange and full of surprises. Especially when it comes to reading comprehension, one sentence may imply countless connotations, like how a single fart could have dozens of smells, and stink up thousands of miles; it’s indeed hard for most people to understand.

Yan Fei doesn’t bother about exams. In his opinion, during the High School Entrance Examination two years from now, he just needs to copy well. As for the usual exams, he can just randomly copy, since no one oversees him anyway.

Attending school hasn’t hindered him from putting up his homemade wine for sale. He initially intended to give the medicinal wine, made to treat debilitating ailments like strokes, to people to try, but given his current schooling, he cannot be bothered, so he just put it up for sale.

The wine meant for strengthening the body, is sold at ten yuan per catty. While the two types meant primarily for ailments are sold at five yuan per catty.

The reason for this price range is because the ten yuan drink has been tried and tested with reliable results. As for the five yuan medicinal wine meant for treatment, he has never tried it and is not sure of its efficacy, so he is tentatively putting it up for sale.

And surprisingly, while he has been busy attending school, Lin Yumei has actually sold quite a few jin of the five yuan wine. As for the ten yuan variant, no one was willing to buy it.

Those with long-term sicknesses would dare to try any medicine. How else could the proverb "a drowning man will clutch at a straw" come about? Five yuan per catty of wine is indeed pricey for rural people, but this is medicinal wine. Drinking a tael or two a day might turn out to be effective, right?

Don’t belittle what just a few jin can sell for; the results are extraordinary. Just one week after being sold, Lin Yumei told Yan Fei that the medicinal wine for alleviating enduring illnesses was sold out and other people were asking for more, urging him to brew more.

In just these few days, even a godly medicine wouldn’t be able to cure these stubborn ailments. But these ailments have one characteristic, that is pain. So, whether this medicinal wine is effective can be known within these few days; the pain has lessened a bit!

No matter whether it can cure the disease, if the pain can be relieved a bit, it makes the people suffering from those ailments feel overjoyed. In the countryside, not all illnesses can be tended to by lying in bed all day. Everyone has to work in busy times. As long as the pain isn’t paralyzing, most have to endure it.

In a village not far from the town, Old Yao is one such person. He gets by comfortably during farming offseason, but when his family gets busy, he has to stay home to watch his barely-walking grandson.

The old man’s legs aren’t agile, causing him great anxiety!

Country folk usually marry early. His grandson just started walking, hence you can infer the old man’s age, who, although being referred to as an ’old man’, is not yet fifty. He’s a stubborn hard worker; due to this, he developed a medical condition. He had grinded himself, a once healthy man, to the point of being sickly. His temper worsened at home, and aside from his grandson, no one liked him.

However, he was rather satisfied when someone bought him some medicinal wine to try. COmmonly, he drinks some alcohol, not out of addiction but purely for the momentary relief it brings to his aching body.

After drinking the medicinal wine for a few days, he noticed that his legs seemed to be functioning better than before. Particularly at night while sleeping, the differences were more obvious. After a few days, the old man started running around the village proclaiming his son’s filial piety.

If you asked whether he was experiencing a placebo effect, the answer would certainly be yes. The medicinal wine did have some effects, but it is nonsense to claim immediate efficacy. However, the old man has been suffering for a few years; isn’t he allowed to exaggerate a little?

Upon seeing this, Old Yao’s son took the opportunity to buy all the remaining wine in the jar from that cowherd’s place.

The old man has a nasty temper; his eldest son moved away, so only the younger son’s family lives with them.

The two women in the house, an old wife and the young daughter-in-law, are both off-limits for his anger. His love for his grandson surpasses all, wishing he could carry him around all day.

As such, he could only vent his frustrations on his younger son. Looking at the odd jobs his son took on, the old man always found something to complain about. It’s rare to hear him say anything good about his son. His son was willing to spend money to keep the peace.

Yan Fei hasn’t experimented with the efficacy of his medicinal wine, therefore he didn’t brew a lot; it was just this one pot. Plausibly, word of its effectiveness spread with the help of others who had positive experiences, leading more people to inquire about it. After further inquiries, people discovered the wine was all sold out. This indirect demand surge fueled the people’s desire to buy the wine even more.

In rural areas, news spreads quickly. Even though not much product was sold, the word of mouth was overwhelmingly exaggerated. This attracted more inquiries, prompting Lin Yumei to urgently request Yan Fei to continue brewing the medicinal wine.