Carrying a Jurassic on me
Chapter 616 - 277 First Training Class_1

Chapter 616: Chapter 277 First Training Class_1

Yan Fei put Heizi’s matter to the back of his mind. Now he’s got Hong Kong residents’ money in his pocket, and Agaricus bisporus fungus seedlings in his space, the cattle farm and the greenhouse are all like a big construction site, with endless tasks and no time to consider anything else.

After a walk around the greenhouse, he noticed the drastic changes. The ground was covered with sun-dried earth, indicating that Ma Yongming’s labor recruitment was going quite smoothly. It was evident that such work wasn’t something a handful of people could do in a day.

But when he thought about it, everyone who used to work in Ma Yongming’s construction team was benefiting. The men were working outside and earning money, while the women and the elderly were raising cattle at home. It didn’t matter how much they were making. What mattered was there’s no idle person at home.

The villagers dread idleness. No matter what they do, as long as there’s anticipation, they never run out of energy. Whether they make more or less, what’s important is there’s work to be done.

Upon reflecting, Yan Fei felt like he didn’t need to do so much himself. Today is the first day of the cattle-raising training course, isn’t it? So many young, robust guys have come. Usually, they just raise two cattle at home, isn’t that too leisurely? Now, it’s not about looking for work, but work seeking workers. If he took all the work on himself, how foolish would he be!

With this thought, he cheerfully went to water the earthworms...

Even if he planned to have others work in the day, he still had plenty of tasks for himself.

Spring was in full bloom; it was time to plant trees, flowers, and grass...

After feeding the tigers, bears, and sables on Vegetable Garden Island, he dug up the small willow saplings that had been growing quite a bit and pruned many rose branches. Such things grow upon contact with soil. Yet, the problem was time. It was almost dawn, and he was running out of time.

As soon as dawn broke, the workers arrived to work. With his good food and drink, the workers didn’t nitpick how much work they had to do. There were people who would slack off, but the majority of them were earnest. If one was being treated so well and didn’t do a bit more work, they wouldn’t feel right about it!

Upon the workers’ arrival, Yan Fei left for the cattle farm. As soon as he entered, he spotted a mute who seemed to have spent a restless night due to his uncharacteristically elated mood. The mute couldn’t understand what Yan Fei was saying, but seeing Yan Fei back gave him a figure to rely on. The mute then started to express his grievances in a series of sounds, which prompted laughter among the workers.

Yan Fei helplessly gestured for a while until the mute finally understood that the situation between Heizi and his sister was probably fine. This news transformed the mute’s outburst of anger into joy, prompting him to work.

Now that Heizi was not around, Old Ou, who had already registered at the driving school to practice driving at home, had become a legman. He helped take care of the large number of workers brought over by Boss Ma. Yan Fei then returned to the Armed Department again.

On the first day of the training course, everyone was enthusiastic, and many people gathered here. Upon seeing Yan Fei, Old Pan complained: "You finally showed up! We’ve been running errands for you, and we couldn’t find you. I’ve made all the preparations. If you hadn’t come today, I would have dropped your task!"

Everyone around them chortled...

Yan Fei quickly took out a pager: "If there’s something in the future, just page me. With this gadget, you won’t have to worry about not finding me!"

Indeed, he was showing off very ostentatiously, and even Old Pan was filled with envy - such a gadget was not common in the county, let alone in Sancha River. At least, the few junior clerks in the village who helped organize the training class didn’t have one. So, taking such a thing out in small towns, was equivalent to revealing a Shangfang Treasure Sword. Ordinary people had only seen it on TV. Never had they seen one in person!

After Yan Fei flaunted his pager and chatted with everyone for a while, he took the gathered people to the lecture place when he saw almost everyone had arrived.

The venue was on the third floor of the town’s Labor Service Center. It was initially a clothing factory but had been idle for many years. The building was old; only the first two floors were just about usable - whenever it rained, the third floor would leak.

The second floor, which was not much better, served as Zhou Dalian’s pool room. The third floor was vacant and made use of it.

The initially calculated hall was sufficient. However, many even brought their family members. The place was overcrowded. Seeing the scene, Yan Fei had no choice but to shout from the stairs, "Each family can only bring two members. If there are more, they won’t be admitted. Let’s be sensible and wait for a larger venue next time. This is the first time. Apologies everyone!"

As a result, many people left in the disorder, and the remaining people barely fit into the room. Although the conditions were simplistic, there were some advantages. Except for the lecturers, no one had a desk. Those in the middle sat on tiny stools while those on both sides had to stand and listen!

There really are a lot of people. Even if everyone is sitting on small stools, it’s still person to person—the family members who came along must number in the hundreds! Despite this, quite a few of the family members who came had no choice but to leave.

Yan Fei was a bit worried, not sure if this old, dilapidated building could handle all the hustle and bustle—but in this regard, he underestimated the building. Despite the poor construction technique that resulted in a leaky roof, the materials used in the walls were quite solid. Just like the old bridge in the county town, which had been deemed dangerous for many years, yet was still in use by all kinds of vehicles, and would probably continue to be for decades to come.

Many of the people who came were familiar faces. Upon seeing Yan Fei standing by the side, they greeted him, keeping him quite busy.

While Yan Fei was greeting people and chatting with Old Pan, he was complaining, "We might as well have gone directly to the school’s large playground, or simply on the open ground of the cattle farm. It’s uncomfortable to squeeze so many people into a hall this size, isn’t it?"

Old Pan was equally upset: "Who knew that everyone would come! Usually when there’s a meeting in the village, not everyone shows up, so they said this hall would be big enough. But there are more people here than at a village-wide meeting!"

Yan Fei was merely complaining. The fact that so many people could come really did bring glory to his reputation!

The attendees kept better order than school students in class. As the man who was to be the teacher stood up and tested the microphone, the crowd below immediately quieted down.

Before the teacher started speaking, Yan Fei noticed a problem. He quickly stood up and first apologized to the teacher, then asked the audience, "Did you all come empty-handed? Didn’t anyone bring a notebook to take notes?"

Several people had brought their own notebooks, but compared to the hundreds of people here, they were few and far between.

"Well, while the teacher talks about other things, I’ll go buy some stationery! Without writing anything down, wouldn’t we forget everything once we’re done?" When Yan Fei was about to leave, a few people stood up to offer helping him. Yan Fei waved them off: "Everyone, sit back down and listen carefully. I parked my motorcycle downstairs, I’ll be back quickly."

Indeed, he returned quickly with two large bags. As he put down the things, he mentioned: "There are all kinds of ball-point pens. We bought a lot, so much that a single small store had not enough supplies. Please pick them up in order, one pen holder, two pen refills and one notebook for each household. Those who brought their own can also take a set, we treat everyone equally, so nobody will feel aggrieved!"

The seating was a bit chaotic, distributing everything one by one would take too long, so he just let them help themselves!

Although everyone tried to keep their voices down, thousands of people in a hall still created quite a hubbub. Yan Fei stood up to speak, and once he did, everyone did their best to avoid making noise.

With his loud voice, he managed to suppress all the unavoidable noise: "Don’t think this is troublesome. It may not seem like much, but if you’re raising just a couple of cattle now, by next year, you may well be able to raise ten or eight. In future, you’ll all be like experienced cattle raisers in the village and we’ll have to rely on you to teach us. These cattle don’t do any work, they just need to be meaty—they’re not like the cattle we usually raise. Isn’t that right, teacher? Don’t think of it as a chore, anyone who can write, write down what’s being taught."

"Right, right!" The teacher up there began to speak as well. "This must be Boss Yan, he’s really young. What he just said is correct. Since our cattle are not meant for labor, our method of raising them will be different from how we usually do it. Today is our first lesson, so we won’t go into the specific, intricate details. Let’s start with the most basic and necessary aspects."

"Hold on, hold on, we haven’t got our pens yet..." Someone from below immediately started shouting.

The teacher didn’t mind the interruption. He took it as an opportunity to chat with Yan Fei: "Boss Yan seems pretty confident. Now that there are so many cattle raisers, are you sure of the market when these cattle grow up? If all these cattle are ready for market at the same time, it might not be easy to sell them!"

A few days ago, Yan Fei wouldn’t have been so confident, but now he is brimming with certainty: "Don’t worry. The plan is for everyone to raise the cattle until they’re mature, and then I’ll take them back and fatten them up. By next year, my cattle farm will probably be supplying hundreds of cattle per month. With the current number of cattle farmers, that’s not nearly enough for me to sell beef!"

Old Pan was surprised at his words: "Really, Xiao Fei? You’re not just bragging, are you?"

Yan Fei smiled mysteriously: "Uncle Pan, are you underestimating me? You think I’ve been running around every day just to keep my wife company? I’m not boasting, but in three months, you’ll see. I estimate by then I’ll need to slaughter at least a hundred cattle a month. I’m not worried about there being too many cattle, I’m worried there won’t be enough people raising them! From now on, there should always be at least three or four hundred cattle being fattened up on my farm, apart from the breeding bulls."

"So you’re getting into cattle big time!" Old Pan exclaimed, giving him the thumbs up. "No wonder you dared to tell these people to raise ten or eight cattle at home in the future. I thought you were just comforting them!"