Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 662

Chapter 662: Chapter 662

Nobody’s money comes easily, and those wealthy people won’t be so idle as to generously settle the bill and treat a person they’ve just met to tens of thousands worth of consumption.

If there really is such a person, they must have become rich suddenly through some fortuitous opportunity, not a truly wealthy individual.

Yang Fan simply didn’t ponder over it too deeply due to his connection with Old Zhou.

If he had been a bit more perceptive, he would have noticed something amiss.

After all, everything boils down to the two words: value.

Because Wei Jin saw something ordinary people couldn’t see and knew Yang Fan’s value to him, that’s why he could act with such grandiosity, throw around money freely, and why he humbled himself to become sworn brothers with Yang Fan, as well as offering his help now.

In this world, there are no benefits without reason.

If such a thing really happens, first weigh your own worth, and then consider the other person’s intentions.

Yang Fan understood this principle and had always handled it quite well.

But in his interactions with Wei Jin, he was a bit slow to catch on.

Old Zhou joked, "I’ve really seen what kind of luck Fanzi has now, it’s truly enviable."

"Fanzi, the 30% discount includes me, right?"

Yang Fan nodded and laughed, "Of course it includes you, don’t worry."

Even if Zhang Yulan didn’t mean it, Yang Fan wanted to offer it on her behalf.

He must give Old Zhou the 30% discount.

Old Zhou chuckled slyly, "That place is really nice, it’s just a pity it’s a bit too expensive. Trying it out occasionally is fine, but if I go there often, my savings simply won’t support me playing around there much."

"Now it’s good, this time I’ve successfully hitched a ride, with the 30% I, a common folk, can also afford it."

His sighs drew disdainful glances from both Yang Fan and Wei Jin.

Someone crying poor with a net worth of millions is taking things a bit too far for a beating.

A delivery guy came in carrying two large bags, "Hello, delivery."

The dishes Yang Fan ordered had arrived.

"Let’s go to the back yard!" Yang Fan took the dishes and said to Old Zhou and Wei Jin.

"Hold on, I’m going to buy some cigarettes," Old Zhou suddenly said, "You guys go ahead."

"We’ve got some right here," Yang Fan called out.

"Three people puffing away here, these won’t be enough. Just wait, I’ll be right back," Old Zhou waved his hand and left the shop.

Yang Fan silently stuffed the cigarettes he had just taken out back into the drawer, "Since Old Zhou insists on spending, then let him buy some. Maybe he thinks mine are too low quality."

"Letting him bleed a little is only fair," Wei Jin laughed.

Yang Fan cleaned up the table in the yard, set out the food and wine that had just been delivered, and poured some drinks.

They were the real big shots today and definitely deserved good treatment.

Soon after, Old Zhou returned and slapped two packs of cigarettes on the table.

Yang Fan glanced at the cigarettes and chuckled, "Old Zhou, are you seriously planning to burn through all these?"

"Old Wei said we can’t leave until the news is out; we’re definitely up for a night of fighting with the lights on. Is it really an exaggeration for three people to smoke this much in one night? It’s just a few packs each, don’t worry, we’re well stocked," said Old Zhou.

Yang Fan: ???

Wei Jin also had a puzzled look on his face.

"Old Zhou, I know you’re a heavy smoker, but isn’t this a bit much? Do you realize you’re talking like a bloodthirsty beast?" Wei Jin shouted in shock.

Old Zhou waved his hand, "Just kidding, don’t get so worked up."

Yang Fan also knew it was a joke.

If the three of them actually went through all this stuff tonight, they’d probably end up in the emergency room tomorrow.

But they did pull an all-nighter indeed.

Wei Jin said they would wait for Chen Zhong’s news before going back with Old Zhou, but by the time the news actually came out, the three of them were so drunk they were a mess, having polished off five bottles of liquor, averaging about 1.7 kilograms each.

The two bottles Yang Fan started with were nowhere near enough; they had to buy more later on.

When exactly they collapsed, none of the three were actually aware.

All had blacked out.

The three grown men were eventually helped into the house by Ye Tong and Zhang Yulan, who had already woken up.

By then, it was already nearly dawn.

The bed was claimed by Yang Fan, while Old Zhou and Wei Jin each took over a sofa in the shop.

"I just don’t know what’s so good about that drink, turning them into such ghosts. Really..." Ye Tong complained while helping Yang Fan undress.

Zhang Yulan’s reaction to such events was quite calm, "As far as I can see, that’s about all the hobbies men have. Whether they’re high-status or just average folks, most go back and forth between tobacco, alcohol, and women. Back in ancient times, the concepts of ’waking up holding power over the world’ or ’drunkenly sleeping on the laps of beauties,’ weren’t they the same idea?"

Ye Tong shook her head somewhat helplessly, "I just hate seeing them get like this."

"It’s definitely unpleasant, but they love their drink," Zhang Yulan said. "I don’t know why, but I can accept it. If he wants, I’d even drink with him. I don’t mind."

Ye Tong half lay on the edge of the bed, carefully wiping his face with a wet towel, her mouth carrying a tender smile as she whispered, "The guy seems to have really enjoyed himself today. I haven’t seen him this relaxed in a long time."

"Wei Jin, that old fox, does have some abilities in Xin’an. He gave Fanzi a reassurance, allowing him to relax. Otherwise, from what I’ve seen of Fanzi during the day, he wouldn’t even think of drinking; he’d probably spend the whole night guarding the yard with a knife," said Zhang Yulan.

Ye Tong turned to look at Zhang Yulan, "Little Lan, who exactly is Wei Jin? I’ve been wanting to ask all day, but since he was in the yard, I was too embarrassed to ask in case he overheard."

"A fortune teller," Zhang Yulan said. "But, that guy has some real skill. His readings are eerily accurate; I’ve yet to hear about any of his predictions not coming true."

"Moreover, the connections he has made in Xin’an are the real upper class. Ordinary people might have heard of his reputation, but wanting to consult him for a reading? Absolutely no way they’d find where his door opens. Even if by some chance they did meet him, his fee for a reading would be more than most people could afford."

"Wei Jin is quite a celebrity in Xin’an, a genuine old fox, and very slick in handling affairs, just like a spinning top. Despite being involved in that social circle, he always manages to stay clean and uninvolved."

"I’m actually quite surprised he took Fanzi so seriously. Chen Zhong has been offering tens of thousands to that guy and never skimps during the holidays, but he never got Wei Jin’s sincere treatment."

Ye Tong couldn’t help but feel puzzled too, "Maybe it’s because of Old Zhou? Old Zhou and Fanzi are sworn brothers, so maybe that’s why Wei Jin opened up to him."

"No, that can’t be it," Zhang Yulan shook her head.