Carrying a Jurassic on me
Chapter 512 - 200 The Issue with Tea Leaves_1

Chapter 512: Chapter 200 The Issue with Tea Leaves_1

Seeing others getting a free family portrait and gaining fame in front of so many people, Tian Dazhuang, the first one to receive the cattle, couldn’t sit still. He came forward and negotiated, "Hey brother, can I borrow these two big red flowers?

"Dream on! My mom prepared these all night, and you think you can just borrow them?" The young man flatly refused him without second thought, then changed his tone. "But if you want to borrow the cattle, I can lend them to you...."

Tian Dazhuang was immediately overjoyed, swiftly abandoning his ’wife,’ called his brother over to stand between the two cows, and called out to the photographer, "Master, take a photo of us brothers too! I was the first to get the cattle, he was only the second...."

The photographer didn’t wait for him to finish his sentence, and had already taken the shot while he was still grinning from ear to ear.

Now the young men were thrilled indeed! They all felt light as feathers....

After around ten cattle were claimed, the rest could only be claimed by the names of their respective owners for now, as they had no means of carrying them away. The cows that had just trudged tens of miles that morning had to rest. Besides, ear tags also needed to be attached, so they had to wait until tomorrow afternoon to lead them away.

However, at the end, these young calves who had just grazed were also led out. All the cattle owners who had signed the contract stood together with the herd. More than twenty people, and forty to fifty calves took a big group photograph together.

They had assumed Yan Fei would join them in the photo, but he adamantly refused to step up and there wasn’t anything they could do.

As the event nearly concluded, those who could lead their cattle home started to leave. Lin Baoguo and Old Pan took the opportunity to help disperse the crowd, as there was no point hanging around anymore. The sooner they dispersed, the better for everyone!

Not everyone was from the same village. Some had come with hopes and schemes, even harboring old grudges with others. Thankfully, today was a day of celebration. Otherwise, if anyone stepped on any toes, it could easily spark a quarrel.

This was their first time organizing such an event and they had no experience. Things were quite chaotic, but fortunately, they had plenty of help. The officials, under Mayor Chen’s command, were running around helping out, answering questions among other things.

After the event, Mayor Chen gave a few words of encouragement to Yan Fei and then left with his entourage, leaving Yan Fei to his own devices.

Lin Baoguo, Ma Yongming and Old Pan stayed behind, leading a few people to help tidy up. Actually, there was not much to clean up. Unlike in the future, with an assembling crowd there would be litter everywhere - plastic bottles, tin cans, plastic bags. Despite the crowd, once people left, everything was clean and tidy, and nothing was left behind.

Afterwards, a few people helped Yan Fei with the remaining tasks. Ma Yongming said, "Why didn’t you invite the leaders for a group photo?"

Yan Fei was confused, "Did you not see that I don’t like taking pictures?! I didn’t even join in for the group photo with the cattle owners!"

Old Pan chuckled, "Never mind, he doesn’t understand all this. Our Mayor Chen is all about results. Whether these formalities exist or not, doesn’t matter! Didn’t you notice they had no intent to join the photo? Otherwise, someone would have reminded him!"

It was actually true. In fact, someone did propose to Mayor Chen to join in for a group photo. Chen’s response was, "We’ve done nothing for this cattle farm. Now that there are honors, should I go to collect them? Wouldn’t that be shameless!"

So no one actively approached Yan Fei with a reminder. Actually, had he invited them for a photo, they might not have turned him down. The key point was that he wasn’t into social interactions, nor did he understand it!

Lin Baoguo pointed at the table, "Forget about the other formalities, but I have to mention this. Yan, as a renowned boss in the whole township, you should at least have something to serve your guests! If you don’t smoke and don’t want to provide cigarettes, that’s alright. But can you check what you’re serving in your teacup? When we came before, you used local gruel to entertain us. Now even when the mayor is here, you still serve this thing?"

"What’s wrong with that? This tea is good stuff. Why can’t I use it to entertain guests?" Yan Fei was quite annoyed.

The tea he was serving was indeed better than the homemade ’tea leaves’ Old Cheng used to brew. What he was brewing in the tea cup now was half lotus — a local term, formally known as Hemerocallis fulva. Here in Sancha River, it’s simply cleaned and brewed.

The material is indeed good, but when it grows on the ground, it blooms in a row of light blue flowers, which are quite pleasing to the eye. However, once the plant is processed into tea, it turns pitch black and is not aesthetically pleasing.

The whole room laughed while Ma Yongming urged him, "Can you at least get some tea leaves?"

Yan Fei thought for a moment and asked Heizi, "Don’t we have tea? Didn’t Brother Hui ask us to prepare some? Didn’t you get it?"

Heizi remembered, "We do have tea! It’s stored in Old Cheng’s house! But wasn’t it prepared for treating the cattle’s illness? I remember we bought tea residue....."

Yan Fei nodded, "Later when you go to town, buy half a catty of tea leaves to keep. Don’t buy tea residue anymore....."

Heizi knew he was talking about Erwa’s issue and nodded, "No need to buy, my house has some. Someone gave it to my dad, but he doesn’t like it. I will get some when I go home!"

Lin Baoguo, Old Pan, and the others were laughing and crying at the same time. Can you guys be any more stingy? Are you going to serve tea designed for treating cattle illness to the mayor? Can you respect this mayor any less? If he knew about this, he would rather you serve this half lotus tea! As for Heizi’s tea, isn’t it just something given by the villagers who come to his dad for help in mediating and purchasing cattle? How good could it be? Didn’t you hear him say his dad himself doesn’t like it?

Old Pan laughed, "Enough, enough. I have a war buddy from the south who gave me nice tea leaves. His place is full of tea plants, so what he gave me is quite good. I will send some over to you later, so that next time when someone comes, you at least have tea."

Yan Fei expressed his gratitude, "Thank you, Uncle Pan. Good that I don’t have to spend that unnecessary money!"

The group despised him, "Even as a big boss, you can’t part with the money for even some tea leaves?"

Yan Fei even despised them, "There are many who doesn’t drink tea. What you’re doing is wasteful...."

While talking, he suddenly remembered something and started chuckling, "I remember where to get the tea! Uncle Pan, you don’t have to bother. I’ve got it myself. I’ll serve you guys with tea next time!"

Everyone was skeptical, but nobody bothered to argue with him anymore.

In fact, these were all trivial matters. As long as he could make the cattle farm prosper and the co-op cattle farmers benefit from it, and the township officials have a political achievement to claim, no one would complain even if he served them with tap water....