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Chapter 451 - 149 - Feng Shui Treasure Land_1

Chapter 451: Chapter 149 - Feng Shui Treasure Land_1

Even though it was still unclear how much this bezoar weighing over a catty and two taels was worth, it was already enough to make people green with envy!

Though the old stationmaster had been a vet all his life and had indeed seen bezoars before, he had never seen one this big. At the very least, he knew how to preserve it. Firstly, he instructed Yan Fei to clean the bezoar, while explaining to him how to preserve it. In the meantime, he sent Zhang Hui speeding back to the vet station on his motorcycle to fetch a particularly large brown glass bottle.

The bezoar needed to be placed in a cool, dry and ventilated place to dry naturally - there were other methods as well, but Sancha River didn’t have the necessary conditions. Once dry, it should be sealed and stored in the brown glass bottle, then stored in a cool and dry place until a buyer was found

In Sancha River, such wide-mouthed bottles could only be found at the vet station and the hospital.

Yan Fei felt that the hard-earned 200 yuan per month paid to Zhang Hui was worth it just by gaining this guidance from the old stationmaster. What’s more, it was Zhang Hui who discovered the bezoar. If it had been left to him and his team, had someone come to buy the cow’s innards, they would have sold them without a second thought. Part of the reason was due to how busy they were, and partly because nobody fancied the job!

Now that they had found the bezoar, diligent people started to surface.

Taking advantage of Zhang Hui’s absence whilst he fetched the bottle, Heizi stepped into his rubber boots and gloves and began rummaging amongst cow innards, mumbling ’Bezoar, come out! Bezoar, come out...’

He was as pitiful as Xiang Lin Sao from the brush of Mr. Lu Xun.

It was only when Yan Fei spoke that he was called back to reality. Even then, he insisted that they keep the pile of innards. If nobody else wanted to deal with it, he would do it under the cover of darkness.

At this time of year, it was so cold at night that water would freeze. If they didn’t know he was doing this for the bezoar, they would all have been moved by his willingness to get dirty, tired and cold.

By the time all this was over, quite a bit of time had elapsed.

The number of people waiting to buy the meat hadn’t decreased. On the contrary, there were even more of them!

People were going crazy. The meat from a bezoar-producing cow was thought to bring wealth. If they didn’t buy today, they might not get another chance in their lifetimes. Hadn’t the old stationmaster at the vet station remarked that in all his years as a vet, he had only seen bezoars a few times and this was the largest he had ever come across?

Although having a bezoar implies that the cow had been sick, nobody cared about that. They were scared that someone else might grab the cow meat before them. Those who couldn’t afford much bought half a catty or a catty. If they really didn’t have enough money, they would get a smaller portion. The point was to get some, take it home and have a lucky start to the new year.

Even more astonishingly, people began to analyze the fengshui of Yan Fei’s cattle ranch based on its geographical location and architectural layout.

In the end, they concluded that the layout of the cattle ranch was a Xuanwu absorbing water and monopolizing the Ao’s head. It was a top-grade fengshui treasure land.

They made a reasonable case. The Sancha River town was surrounded by water on three sides and walls on all four, symbolizing the body of the Xuanwu. The road leading to the town from the ranch represented the neck of the Xuanwu, and the shape of the cattle ranch was like the head of a Xuanwu.

Moreover, the ranch was located at the junction of three rivers. If that wasn’t the Xuanwu absorbing water, what was it? The body shapes of the Xuanwu and the Ao were similar, wasn’t this monopolizing the Ao’s head?

Therefore, Yan Fei was a naturally noble person, destined to be prosperous. Hadn’t the number of cattle in his ranch been increasing, and business been getting better and better? This was the proof.

Heizi, who loved to contradict others, especially didn’t like to hear this kind of speech about destiny. He retorted, "Then how about Niu Laosan who used to raise chickens here? Didn’t he go bankrupt? He ended up in prison. I don’t know if he’s been released yet? Then there’s the Si Family’s Brothers who originally owned this land. Now the second man of Si family rarely even comes back to Sancha River!"

Unfortunately for him, the fortuneteller he was dealing with was no ordinary man, and shot his argument down instantly, "Such amazing fengshui can only be occupied by a virtuous person or a naturally noble person. Otherwise, it would bring disaster. You mentioned Niu Laosan and the Si Family Brothers, they must either lack virtue or destiny, that’s why they couldn’t claim this place. Look at it now, doesn’t this farm belong to Boss Yan? This proves it!"

Damn it!

Heizi was so furious he could almost spit blood. At least one part of what the fortuneteller said was true; had Niu Laosan and Si Family’s Brothers not repeatedly engaged in base deeds? Apart from that, although Heizi often bad-mouthed Yan Fei behind his back, he really admired him deep down. He would never say anything bad about Yan Fei in front of others so he couldn’t argue with the fortuneteller’s reasoning!

Seeing that Heizi was speechless, the fortuneteller became even more smug, "Was I right or not? Your boss is a naturally noble person. He also sells medicinal wine that cures illnesses and saves lives. That’s virtue, great virtue! That’s why they say ’natural treasure lands are occupied by virtuous people’. Isn’t what I said reasonable?"

No matter how the fortuneteller made things up, his words were convincing, so much so that he really persuaded many people around him.

Someone chimed in: "Yes, that makes sense. That’s why they say ’nobles speak late’! That’s exactly how Boss Yan was as a child. We all thought he was a fool, but who knew he was born a noble, he can’t be compared to ordinary people like us, can he?"

"Exactly, we all wrongfully judged him to be foolish earlier. Despite the strict one-child policy, his family has a younger brother who doesn’t need to pay a fine. Look at that kid over there, how smart he is!"

On the other hand, some were already talking about Miss Xu Xiaoyan: "Nobles are indeed different, fate even prepared a wife for him. She is a few years older than him, has been taking care of him since childhood, and now she is a university student, she’ll come back to be the boss’s wife..."

Some found this amusing and ironic, while others believed it thoroughly.

Among those who believed it was the half-blind Old Gong from the cattle farm. He always firmly believes in the saying ’good people receive good rewards’. He immediately began to preach Yan Fei’s various ’accomplishments,’ adding a mythic sheen to the feats he had heard about Yan Fei from the livestock farm.

As he spoke, he pointed at a few busy individuals not far away: "See that? That’s a deaf and mute man. I’m a blind man, and there’s a disabled old man who isn’t here right now. We were all taken in by Boss Yan, and he even allowed my grandson to go to school. Oh yes, over there, that’s a murderer who had two lives on his hands and was released from jail not long ago. Now he’s working at the cattle farm, completely turning over a new leaf because of our Boss Yan..."

Observing this, Heizi could only accept his crushing defeat, marking a rare ’Waterloo’ in his history of ’argumentative battles’.

Watching the murderer chuckling, Heizi, who was in the process of retreating, unexpectedly became Old Gong’s next target: "See that lad who was just arguing with you all? He used to be a hopeless gambler and only turned over a new leaf after coming to work at the cattle farm..."

Gao Rui, who initially had a dark face and was twitching at the corners of his mouth, suddenly burst into laughter when he heard this.

Heizi was not simply spitting blood anymore; he felt like he was vomiting up his heart and lungs: Haven’t you all seen what I have been doing in the past year? You all still remember the gambling stuff I did before? You just wait, old blind man, if I don’t put pig feed in your food, my name isn’t Hei... wait, my surname isn’t Hei to begin with. I’ve been called ’Heizi’ by you all everyday till I’ve even forgotten my real name...

After a busy day, a two thousand-pound cow had almost been sold out.

If you never slaughtered your own cattle, you’d never realize how much profit there is in slaughtering beef! At night, when they calculated their earnings, Yan Fei and Xu Xiaoyan were both somewhat stunned. This was the worst cow, which couldn’t be sold for even four thousand Yuan. But by slaughtering it themselves and selling the beef, they made nearly five thousand Yuan in just one day.

This doesn’t even include the leftover bits and pieces of meat, nor the bones, organs, cowhide, and cow blood.

In other words, slaughtering a cow themselves and then selling the beef generated at least a thousand Yuan more in profit than selling the cow as a whole—this was with them selling their beef at a lower price than the market rate.

A thousand yuan!

Yan Fei and Xu Xiaoyan counted the money several times over, as well as the money they earned from selling pork, wine, and vegetables, for fear of making a mistake.

Originally, they were selling different things separately, so the money would normally be kept separately, and thus mistakes were unlikely. Therefore, Xu Xiaoyan marveled: "Who would have thought that there are so many wealthy people in Sancha River! Even such expensive beef can sell so much."

No matter when, beef prices were always much higher than pork prices. Despite the current price not being ten Yuan per catty, it was already quite expensive for a small rural town. It felt miraculous to have sold so much in one day.

"Because everyone has money now!" Yan Fei was at a loss for words, he also found it astonishing!

"Changes happen so fast. An elder who bought beef even said that there was beef priced under one Yuan before! At that time, because someone owed him fifty cents and didn’t pay, the two did not speak for several years, it’s unbelievable how quickly..."

Yan Fei couldn’t help but laugh and cry: "The past that he is talking about, was probably before I was born, right? That was at least fifteen or more years ago, how can it be compared to now? Maybe in another fifteen years, everyone will be eating beef!"

"Hmm! Definitely." Xu Xiaoyan nodded her head, then suddenly became excited. "Quickly put away the money, then take out that bezoar for me to see! I’ve never seen something more valuable than gold before!"

Her successive exclamations proved her excitement.

Feigning going to the next room to retrieve the bezoar, Yan Fei took it out from his space instead. He moved carefully, so as not to awaken his brother who was in a deep sleep.

Although his little brother was sleeping soundly to the point where even a loud thunder wouldn’t awaken him—he had eaten quite a lot of beef at night, fearing he wouldn’t digest it properly, Yan Fei deliberately made him play for a long time. Only when he was about to fall asleep from exhaustion was he allowed to go to bed.