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Chapter 837 - 461: Kill the Chicken to Warn the Monkey Explained

Chapter 837: Chapter 461: Kill the Chicken to Warn the Monkey Explained

In the midst of the ocean, atop the rocks near a small island.

Yan Fei’s lecture was interrupted by a pterosaur from the sky, but he didn’t get angry, feeling instead that their timing was perfect for making an example out of them.

He leaped onto a large rock on the reef in two strides, then jumped towards a pterosaur, striking it on the neck mid-air. A hoarse cry escaped the pterosaur as it spiraled down into the sea like a kite with a broken wing.

Seeing this, another pterosaur cried out strangely and tried to flee, not realizing that the bipedal creature could move at will, disappearing and reappearing above it, landing two feet on its head with a thud.

This pterosaur was straightforward, its cries ceased abruptly, and like its companion, it fell into the vast ocean.

The other pterosaurs, upon witnessing this, squawked a few times and tried to fly higher to avoid meeting the same fate as their unfortunate peers.

Still in mid-air, Yan Fei knew he couldn’t land directly on the reef, so he vanished and reappeared atop the rocks.

Meanwhile, the first pterosaur to fall into the sea struggled a few times before a large mouth emerged from the water, biting the pterosaur and starting to swallow it whole. After devouring it, the owner of the big mouth lunged towards the other pterosaur that was bobbing on the sea...

In just a moment, the sea’s surface returned to calmness, leaving no trace of the two pterosaurs or the unexpected emergence of the gaping mouth as if they had never existed.

The people standing on the rocks shivered and hurriedly picked up knives, rushing to bleed and skin the cattle.

A few of them, either flustered or inexperienced, tried to skin the cattle directly with their knives, but fortunately, someone knowledgeable promptly reminded them to completely slaughter and bleed the cattle first.

In truth, the cattle looked pitiful, but they were actually not in any pain. With the central nervous system severed, they were like patients in a vegetative state. Although the cattle appeared alive, they were essentially as good as dead, insensible to any torment—otherwise, Will, a foreigner, would not have called such a method of slaughtering cattle "humane."

Seeing the others start working, Yan Fei thought for a moment and dragged over the three men from Japan who were in the valley, tossing several knives and two cattle at them, getting them to join in the skinning and meat division.

Under the threat of survival, these people worked quite quickly. Of course, this was also related to Yan Fei’s requirements—he only needed the beef separated from the carcass, nothing more. He didn’t even care if too much meat was left on the bones, as long as the beef was detached from the body—of course, none dared to intentionally leave an excessive amount of meat on the bones.

Only when darkness had completely fallen did the eight men finish processing the four cattle. As for the three men from the valley, they had already started on another two cattle. These three hadn’t suffered much and still had plenty of energy, so their work was fairly speedy.

Yan Fei stored the portioned meat in his large ice storage before finally bringing half a barrel of food for those who had finished working and were eagerly waiting to eat.

As for the people in the cave, Yan Fei had genuinely forgotten about them. He set the barrel down on the rocks and watched people scramble for spoons to drink the soup, only then remembering that they were not like him; they couldn’t work at night without light.

Although the moonlight and starlight were decent, for ordinary people, that light was far from sufficient for working. This could be seen from how they handled their spoons—those with poor vision groped tentatively into the barrel, not knowing how much was inside.

No wonder their pace in divvying up the meat had slowed toward the end—they couldn’t see clearly.

So, Yan Fei gathered some firewood and started a fire, adding stones as a windbreak to protect the campfire from the sea breeze.

Then it was back to instructing them to continue skinning and cutting meat from the cattle.

Actually, their efficiency was quite impressive. They processed about twenty to thirty head of cattle in one night, yielding at least ten metric tons of meat.

These cattle were generally larger than those raised on his own farm and had been bred specifically for meat from an early age, resulting in a very high meat-to-bone ratio. Even with fewer than thirty cattle, a yield of this much meat could not have been possible with cattle from the farm.

In the end, it all came down to the basics.

The cattle from the farm were purchased from farmers, and even the best-fed rural cattle couldn’t possibly be raised without work, fed only fodder to fatten up. Especially in terms of how calves were raised, rural practices usually allowed them to nurse and run around as their mothers worked.

This method of cattle-raising clearly did not involve any specialized breeding practices.

The cows weren’t raised professionally from a young age and were definitely somewhat deficient. Some of the cows brought by the small cattle farms were raised from calves within their own facilities, and obviously, those cows were better than the ones bought from farmers, resulting in correspondingly larger sizes.

If, in the future, the farmers were to achieve complete agricultural mechanization, eliminating the need for cattle plowing altogether, and began selecting the best from the beginning, the size of the cows would definitely increase accordingly—of course, this wasn’t absolute. Even now, some farmers managed to raise exceptionally talented breeding bulls. This increasing size refers to the general majority.

For cattle farms, this meant that even with the same number of cows, the amount of beef would increase.

In fact, given the current trend of economic development, Yan Fei felt that day wouldn’t be too far off. As long as the farmers had the money to purchase machinery, even just a walk-behind tractor would make the work much faster and better than with cattle. Once that time came and the farmers raised cattle solely for profit, leading to the industrialization of livestock farming, everything would get better.

By dawn, Yan Fei had thrown those people into the valley, letting No.1 and No.2 Coolies arrange a place for them to rest. It was impossible for anyone to work on the reef during the day, with pterosaurs flying chaotically overhead and the smell of blood on the rocks detectable from miles away. Keeping those people here would be like intentionally feeding them to the pterosaurs.

It seemed that he would have to find a place that pterosaurs couldn’t attack and was also convenient for disposing of the cattle bones, somewhere ideally like the cave on his Vegetable Garden Island.

After processing ten tons of beef overnight, Yan Fei thought that by tomorrow morning, he could announce that he had found a ’source of supply’ and start delivering raw materials to the beef jerky factory.

But what if they claimed the beef was marble-patterned beef? How should he respond? Maybe he could say that the marble pattern was fake, just for show, not really marble-patterned, just seemingly so...

As for whether they believed him or not, whoever didn’t believe could bag a day’s worth of cow dung. He had no doubt that would convince them...

With that sorted, Yan Fei went off to school.

His goal was crystal clear: attend school as much as possible to get into Agricultural University by his own efforts. The enrollment score for the university wasn’t very high within the province, relatively easy to achieve. As for majors, he could select one that was less popular and easiest for admission—of course, even this was a lofty goal for Sancha River High School.

His intention was to get into the university and deal with things later as they came, confident that a solution would present itself when needed. In truth, he hadn’t yet fully considered the future. It wasn’t that he hadn’t thought about it, but rather that he didn’t have enough information. Although he had a rough plan, he was still unclear on what to do next.

After all, one has to take life step by step, no rush.

Attending classes actually wasn’t so unbearable. Listening selectively for ten minutes during a class and then taking a few minutes to jot down the content basically exempted Yan Fei from having to listen any further. If it were not for the girl sitting next to him who would blush whenever he glanced her way, attending class like this was actually rather pleasant.

Throughout the morning, besides listening to class, he would rest his head on the desk and daydream behind his textbooks. Sitting in the back corner covered by thick textbooks, sometimes the teachers couldn’t even tell if he was paying attention or daydreaming. Moreover, the teachers knew him well enough not to bother him even if he slept overtly.

Daydreaming, a pure waste of time, was not something he would do; he was actually searching for suitable places in the dinosaur world.

To find a place for those coolie slaves to work.

When initially mapping out the area, he flew overhead, missing details on the ground. With careful searching now, finding caves wasn’t so difficult.

However, just as Yan Fei found a passable yet not quite satisfactory cave, it suddenly dawned on him that he knew of a place that would be perfect.

It was in the mountains upstream from where the big river flowed into the sea, the place where he had relocated the Kronosaurus family from the circular lake. Positioned by the river and with cliffs on both riverbanks, the narrow and rapid river would briskly sweep away any cattle bones or offal disposed into it, possibly even all the way to the sea.

When he thought of this location, it was only the time for the third class, and there was still one last Chinese language class left. However, Yan Fei decided to skip it. Subjects like math, physics, and chemistry still needed his attention, but not Chinese. All he had to do was memorize the texts, recite the reading comprehension answers, and recite a small dictionary, and that would essentially cover the exam.

Back at the greenhouse, he used lunchtime to move all the still sleeping people to the large cave, and then started sending cows for them to process.

After arranging everything, he rushed over to the cattle farm and briefed Pang Fa, asking him to prepare for the imminent arrival of beef that he had ’secured.’

Pang Fa was immediately energized, asking no questions about the beef’s origin, and confidently guaranteed, "As soon as the beef arrives, we can start work right away. There’s not much to do at the greenhouse side, so Guan Shi and his five workers can come help out. With those guys, we can ensure that all systems are firing, getting every machine up and running..."