Carrying a Jurassic on me
Chapter 646 - 303 The Iron Nail as Food_1

Chapter 646: Chapter 303 The Iron Nail as Food_1

Yan Fei looked at the middle-aged man getting up in a gloomy manner, and he almost burst into laughter. The mute was indeed a hard worker, but the people in the farm, even those fools who used to be idle, wouldn’t let him be the only one working while they did nothing. After all, he was working on his own because his pregnant sister needed wild vegetables!

The foreigner who had gone with Heizi to collect samples was currently stocking up on feed from the troughs using a bottle, and even purposely had a separate bottle for the water used to feed the cattle.

However, the two bottles for collecting samples were found by Heizi just now. This confirmed Yan Fei’s suspicion that their so-called gathering of samples wasn’t part of a normal routine. If they were indeed collecting samples everywhere they went, they could not have been without their tools, casually using whatever jars they could find to hold the samples.

While observing the careful demeanor of the foreigner, except for Yan Fei, everyone else in the cattle farm also began to suspect something was amiss. They’d all been warned in the morning not to reveal their secrets. Seeing their worried faces, Yan Fei grinned at them, indicating that everything was under control.

As for the visitors from the township, including Mayor Chen and Lin Baoguo, they were all oblivious. It’s not surprising since they were unaware of the secrets in the feed and simply believed the researchers to be diligent workers.

Among the people from the research institute, including their leader Dai Chengfu, most of them were discussing the issue of Breeding Bull. A few asked the employees of the cattle farm about their daily cattle-rearing routine.

Their questions were merely born out of curiosity, asking about feeding times, the types of feed used, and so on. Apart from the short middle-aged man who had just approached the mute, none had intentionally asked for any cattle-rearing secrets.

Seeing the young foreigner had finished packing up and Heizi had found him a plastic bag to carry everything, Yan Fei relaxed and began focusing on the short middle-aged man again.

Completely unaware that he’d caught Yan Fei’s attention due to his actions, the middle-aged man left the mute and moved on to a strikingly obvious target — Gao Rui, a former reformative prisoner described by Old Cheng, who was conquered by Yan Fei’s Qigong and wanted to learn without paying any labor costs.

"Bro, I heard that your boss is a Qigong master, is that right?" Low-key, the middle-aged man strolled over to Gao Rui and seemed to casually ask him.

"Are you also here to steal our techniques?" Gao Rui was immediately on guard, eyeing the short middle-aged man warily.

Standing next to the middle-aged man made Gao Rui’s tall figure even more noticeable. His improved diet in the cattle farm had made him stronger than before. He looked like an unruly monk from the "Water Margin" story with his prison-acquired habit of short hair and unkempt looks.

Under Gao Rui’s intense gaze, the guilty-conscious middle-aged man felt a chill running down his spine and hurriedly laughed: "No, no, I was just curious. Wasn’t Qigong always said to be a scam before? And your boss isn’t old, how did he learn this at such a young age?"

"If you are not, then it’s fine!" Gao Rui immediately relaxed and grinned, "I thought you were here to steal my master from me!"

Seeing Gao Rui let his guard down presented an opportunity for the middle-aged man, he instantly inquired, "What you say about him being a Qigong expert, is that true?"

"It couldn’t be more real. Let me tell you, I was also skeptical at first. I don’t mean to blow my own trumpet, but back in jail, all the prisoners called me Brother Gao and respected me because of the skills I’ve mastered. When I first met the boss, he waved his hand at me from some distance, and it felt like being punched hard. It was worse than being hit by a motorcycle! I couldn’t even stand up then..."

The middle-aged man looked confused, he began to wonder if his conversation with Old Cheng had been overheard by him. After pondering for a while, he concluded that it was unlikely since Old Cheng hadn’t been near the crowd, and he was quite far from Gao Rui, who might not have heard the conversation.

Also, Gao Rui’s demeanor didn’t suggest he’d be someone who could lie. This man seemed to have the simple mind of a strongman; it was possible that all he said was true.

Yan Fei, on the other hand, seems to have a clear idea. It appears Old Gao’s skills have effectively improved. He has always been inclined to work out even after spending many years in prison. Look at him; he doesn’t even smoke. He devotes his time to practice kung fu. No matter how busy he might be, he always finds time in the morning and evening to go to the field and practice, showing more seriousness than Yan’s previous attempts at Kung Fu.

Considering the time that has passed, he must have been practicing ardently for over twenty years, which is quite impressive. No wonder he was able to hear Old Cheng’s conversation. Not many people could do that.

What Yan Fei didn’t know was how Old Gao was truly grateful towards his boss. While fabricating his own story, the look of admiration on his face wasn’t feigned. Old Gao finds the Medicinal Wine he frequently drinks to be very helpful, which other people have yet to realize.

Given his age, even if he continued to train, his physique should have deteriorated. Yet, to his surprise, his body felt even better than before, and his Kung Fu was improving. On his idle days, his contest with tree stumps demonstrated that his skills had surpassed his past abilities.

So, even though he was blatantly bragging and lying, he truly admired the boss in his heart. Leaving everything else aside, in his mind, as long as the boss was providing him with this medicinal wine, even if he genuinely wasn’t paid, he would willingly work here.

The middle-aged man was somewhat confused now. What about this tall lad’s expression didn’t seem right?

Seeing his confusion, Gao Rui’s eyes bulged: "Do you not believe what I’m saying?"

The middle-aged man didn’t dare to voice out his suspicion! He nodded repeatedly: "I believe, I believe..."

Gao Rui stared at him for a while, making him sweat bullets, before suddenly flashing a smile: "I know you don’t believe it. If you don’t believe me, come and see for yourself."

Noticing that other people weren’t paying attention to him and the middle-aged man, he grabbed the man like a hawk snatching a chicken and said: "I’m telling you, I’ve been working here for free for over half a year. A few days ago, I kneeled down and begged our boss to pass on his skill to me while he was training the cattle at night. Now I’ll perform for you, then you’ll see!"

Although the middle-aged man was dragged by him, he was curious and conveniently went along. They entered a room nearby, and Old Gao picked up an iron nail about three to four inches long from the table. He then took a stance, his eyes wide open as he roars, and applied a lot of force with his hands.

To the middle-aged man’s disbelief, the iron nail slowly began to bend...

Then Old Gao threw the bent nail to the middle-aged man: "See for yourself if the nail is real or not? I’m telling you, this little ability of mine is just a tiny fur off the boss after he passed on his skill to me. If the boss was here, he would be even more impressive..."

While the middle-aged man was turning the nail over and over in astonishment, he reached out to grab another nail from the table, sneered and said: "Today, I’ll show you what real Kung Fu is..."

At his words, the middle-aged man immediately looked up at him, clearly wanting to see what kind of trick he could pull with this nail. Then something unimaginable happened. He watched as this brute stuffed the nail into his mouth and, his face turning red from the effort, bit down hard, making a crunching sound.

Crunch, Crunch, Crunch....

Hearing this sound, the middle-aged man felt a numbness in his teeth. More horrifying was, at the end, this brute grinned and with a hard swallow, actually swallowed down the chewed-up nail.

After eating the nail, Old Gao sneered at the middle-aged man: "It’s a shame I haven’t been working here for very long, the boss has only given me the skill once. Otherwise, with my original foundation, I could take this kind of thing for a meal in the future..."

Having said that, he gave no more mind to the middle-aged man, chuckled, and swaggered away.

As soon as he left, the middle-aged man pounced on the table like a starving dog, grabbed those nails and checked them one by one. In the end, he picked up one and bit it hard.

As expected, because he used a bit too much force, his face deformed from the pain. He spat out blood-stained saliva.

Clutching his mouth as he sucked air, he quickly stuffed the bent nail into his pocket, then looked around to see if anyone was watching before stuffing a few more nails from the table into his pocket. Only then did he manage to walk out, pretending nothing had happened despite the toothache.

Just after Old Gao went out, Yan Fei finally managed to get rid of Dai Chengfu. Yan Fei leaned over and whispered to Old Ou, asking him to quickly prepare something for him.

By now, those from the research institute had already thoroughly examined the cattle farm and finished their conversations. Dai Chengfu left Yan Fei and went over to tell the foreigners that they were ready to leave, so it wasn’t long before their group was ready to say goodbye.

During their departure, a minor hiccup occurred. The man carrying the samples had accidentally torn the plastic bag, and both bottles fell out.

Luckily, Yan Fei, who was standing nearby, was quick enough to catch one of them, so only the bottle containing water broke. This delayed things again, as they had to get Heizi to find another bottle and fill it with water for them to take back.