Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 671

Chapter 671: Chapter 671

After briefly admiring the thrilling battle between Diwu Ming and the two big horses, Yang Fan hung up the video call.

Although it seemed like there was nothing much to arrange, it wasn’t entirely the case; he still had to make several more phone calls.

Wang Daqiang, with a curious look on his face, turned his head, about to say something. Seeing Yang Fan picking up his phone again, he quietly held back his words, focusing on the road that had entirely darkened ahead.

Yang Fan’s first call was to Huang Baoming; he needed to ask for leave.

This old man required him to visit him every day.

Now, Yang Fan was destined not to be able to do so.

He had just started learning on the first day, and now he needed to take a leave of one or two months. Yang Fan was already prepared for a scolding. As expected, he nearly got an earful from Huang Baoming.

Yang Fan had no choice but to explain the situation he was involved in very detailedly, and even brought Wei Jin into the picture to help, avoiding a potential early end to his apprenticeship.

After listening to Yang Fan’s story, Old Sir Huang finally showed understanding and advised Yang Fan to be careful. He even mentioned several rare Chinese medicinal ingredients, asking Yang Fan to collect them if he encountered them.

With his mentor’s instructions, Yang Fan readily agreed.

After hanging up this call, Yang Fan could almost feel the sweat on his forehead.

It truly wore him out.

Yang Fan’s second—no, technically the fourth—call was to Pan Xiaoxia.

He had been intermittently in touch with Pan Xiaoxia, occasionally having inappropriate chats, admiring her figure, but more often verifying the herbal medicine market conditions and her inventory.

For so long, the medicinal herbs stipulated in the contract, Pan Xiaoxia had not yet gathered a truckload’s worth.

This time, Yang Fan planned to have the truck fully loaded elsewhere, then initially transport it to Sifang Town for storage.

Preparing an extra large vehicle or renting a storage facility was completely not cost-effective and would instead easily tie them down to a certain place. Going back and forth would likely consume a substantial amount in just fuel costs.

After a truckload was packed, it would be directly sent to Sifang Town, then depending on the amount, decide the mode of transportation to the county town.

Given the current market scenario, thinking about large-scale purchasing might not be realistic.

After briefly communicating with Pan Xiaoxia and confirming the details, Yang Fan hung up the phone.

Pan Xiaoxia heard that Yang Fan was going elsewhere to collect medicinal materials and even proposed to go with him. When she heard Yang Fan planned to send the herbs to Sifang Town, she reluctantly decided to give up. If she went with Yang Fan, there would be no one to handle the delivery of the medicinal materials.

After finishing this call, Yang Fan tossed his phone onto the worktable, closed his eyes, leaned back in his seat, carefully recollected again to make sure nothing was overlooked, then rubbed his sore eyes and opened them again.

This kind of thing put a heavy strain on his mind, making his already groggy mind from a hangover even less clear.

Wang Daqiang glanced at Yang Fan’s phone and finally asked the long-held question, "Fanzi, do you know Diwu Ming?"

"You know her also?" Yang Fan asked back.

Wang Daqiang laughed, "I’ve fought a battle with Diwu Ming!"

"What? What kind of battle are you talking about?" Yang Fan suddenly sat up straight, this statement had quite an information load.

Wang Daqiang’s eyes carried a hint of reminiscence as he spoke, "When I first came to the county town looking for work, there was a bar hiring staff, offering meals, accommodation, and four hundred yuan a month. I thought the job was pretty good, the salary wasn’t low a few years ago, so I went to apply. It was just a try, but I ended up splitting a brick with my bare hands and got the job."

"Funny thing is, I only worked there for a month. At that time, bars were just coming into popularity. At the time, there were only a few in the county town, maybe seven or eight, not like now; there are two streets full of bars."

Yang Fan listened patiently; he had plenty of time.

When Wang Daqiang talks about something, the prelude is usually very long, the setup is always stable, and Yang Fan had gotten used to this.

Wang Daqiang recalled seriously, continuing, "I had a pretty stable time there for over half a month, just wearing a headset and wandering around in the venue. If I saw anyone causing trouble, I’d politely ask them to leave, and if that didn’t work, I’d call a few more people to intimidate them."

"I was pretty comfortable during that time, and in just over half a month, I had collected hundreds of dollars in tips. I even thought about buying a house because I felt that with my income back then, I could buy a square meter a month. Paying in full for an apartment might be a bit lacking, but gathering the down payment might only take a few years, until I met Diwu Ming."

Yang Fan laughed, "Did Diwu Ming leave you with a psychological scar?"

"Not really," Wang Daqiang chuckled, "it’s just that Diwu Ming won the battle, and all of us were fired, and I became unemployed. That woman, she must’ve been just over twenty at the time, was really fierce."

"That night, around ten in the evening, the bar was quite packed, nearly full. Diwu Ming suddenly burst in with her crew, didn’t say a word, and just slashed one of my colleagues."

"She threw a few hundreds of dollars, told my colleague to roll off and get treated, and then told the bar manager at the time that he either needs to kill him or follow her from then on. Seems like the bar had some backing, but I can’t remember exactly who it was; anyway, once Diwu Ming made that slash, the bar became her territory."

"This story sounds really distant!" Yang Fan sighed deeply.

He often heard about similar things when he was in school.

Now looking back at these events, Yang Fan always found them a bit comical, just like fighting a battle to carve out a business. But at that time, whether it was shop owners or people in the underworld, they all recognized this rule.

Yang Fan didn’t know exactly who was protecting whom, but that money each month certainly had a place to go.

"It does seem quite distant now, but actually, it hasn’t been that many years," Wang Daqiang explained, "That was my only encounter with Diwu Ming, where she took away my livelihood. I genuinely liked that job, it was easy and paid well."

"That’s because you hadn’t encountered anything complicated," Yang Fan laughed, "What you described was essentially being a bouncer at the bar!"

"Exactly, but I could act cowardly; being a bouncer was just being a bouncer," Wang Daqiang laughed, "Back then, my thoughts were simple, as long as I could make money. Fanzi, how did you come to know Diwu Ming? This woman is no simple character."

This was a question that Yang Fan had to think about.

"Seems like I knew her after taking a nap."

Wang Daqiang: ???