The two started chatting casually on the roadside. Wu Mengting took the initiative to reveal a lot of information about herself. She just graduated from graduate school last year and now works as an editor for a magazine.
Her hometown is Lushi, and she is actually from the same hometown as Chen Feng, but she is from the urban area of Lushi, while Chen Feng is from a county below Lushi.
The two communicated in their native dialect. There were some differences in accents, but they could basically understand each other.
This suddenly shortened the distance between them. It can be seen that Wu Mengting's expression became more relaxed.
Chen Feng was also a little happy. He hadn't been back to his hometown for more than a year. Usually in the provincial capital city of Xiuzhou, he basically didn't meet anyone from his hometown.
As a result, I met a fellow countryman while driving around this time. Meeting a fellow countryman from a foreign country, and a beautiful girl, made me feel happier.
This time, Chen Feng did not refuse anyone thousands of miles away. He took the initiative to say his name and some things about himself. Of course, he did not mention the divorce.
Wu Mengting only said that she had won a scratch-off lottery for this new car. Wu Mengting didn't believe it at first. It wasn't until Chen Feng took out the prize redemption voucher from the car and showed it to her that she believed it.
"You are so lucky!" Wu Mengting said with envy.
Chen Feng smiled and said, "Maybe I was too unlucky before. God couldn't bear it anymore."
"Why were you so unlucky before?" Wu Mengting asked curiously.
Chen Feng thought for a moment and realized that after today, it would be impossible to see each other again, so he said: "I just got divorced yesterday, and I was also diagnosed with a terminal illness."
Wu Mengting immediately opened her mouth. After a while, she shook her head and said, "That's impossible. I think you are fine. Why do you look like someone with a terminal illness?"
Chen Feng smiled and didn't go to get any medical certificate this time. He just said, "Forget it if you don't believe it."
Originally he just said this. After all, he kept this secret in his heart and couldn't tell others. It was actually quite depressing.
Saying it now, regardless of whether she believes it or not, is also a kind of relief. We have met by chance and there will be no intersection in the future, so there is no need to make her believe it or make her sympathize with him.
"It's not that I don't believe it, it's just that this kind of thing is too... too unbelievable. Besides, if you are terminally ill, brother, your mentality is too good. Besides, if you are really terminally ill, shouldn't you be in the hospital?"
"There is no cure for a terminal illness, so why are you still in the hospital?"
Seeing that Chen Feng's tone was relaxed but not at all like a joke, Wu Mengting was a little convinced. She didn't know what to say for a while and couldn't help but fell silent.
Chen Feng did not take the initiative to stir up the topic, but took out his mobile phone and started taking pictures. The scenery nearby was really beautiful.
Soon after, a Polo drove over, and Wu Mengting's best friend arrived. She was also a beautiful woman, a little tall, at least 1.7 meters, a little older, 25 or 26, dressed in the fashion of an urban beauty.
They introduced each other politely and called them Lin Wan. After being polite to each other, the tow truck came. The mini towed away, and Wu Mengting also got into Lin Wan's car and left.
Chen Feng was not in a hurry to leave. He wanted to wait for the owner of the white goats in front of him to come over and buy a goat to eat.
The doctor has said that you should eat, drink and play. Since you want to eat sheep, just get one.
After waiting for just a few minutes, I saw an old farmer coming out of the woods in the distance with a sheep whip and starting to herd sheep.
Chen Feng quickly walked off the road and shouted to the old farmer: "Boss, are you selling the sheep?"
Of course the sheep were for sale, and the old farmer was very down-to-earth and didn't ask Chen Feng for much money. Chen Feng bought one for 1,500, and the old farmer also introduced him to a slaughtering spot.
After tying up the four legs and stuffing them into the trunk, Chen Feng drove to the slaughtering point the old farmer mentioned, which was in a village a few kilometers away.
Now the roads in the village are hardened and flat, and the house numbers are all there, making it easy to find them by car.
Spending 100 yuan to slaughter pigs, Chen Feng watched from the side. When he was a child, he often watched pigs being slaughtered during the Chinese New Year and didn't think anything of it.
Then, when the butcher was cleaning the internal organs, a lump-like thing fell down and rolled to Chen Feng's side.
Chen Feng bent down and picked it up with some curiosity. After looking at it for a moment, he found a piece of yellowish stuff.
"Is this sheep yellow?!" the slaughterer shouted in surprise.
Chen Feng hadn't thought of it at first, but when he heard the butcher shouting, he immediately understood that it was a sheep stone.
Cows have bezoars, and sheep also have sheep yolks, but they are more rare than bezoars.
The current exact price of sheep yolk is not known, but Chen Feng also knows a little bit about the price of natural bezoar, which is sky-high, with one gram costing tens of thousands.
Chen Feng opened his mobile phone and searched for a while, and it turned out that the price was astronomical. There was news a few years ago that an old farmer sold 62 grams of natural bezoar for 3.12 million.
This was just a few years ago, and prices are certainly more expensive now.
And the piece of sheep yellow in Chen Feng's hand now weighs about two to three hundred grams. This is really no one's luck.
At this time, several people in the slaughterhouse gathered around and looked at Chen Feng with envy, shock and greed.
Especially the butcher in charge of killing the sheep was so envious that his eyes turned red.
If it weren't for the many people watching around him, Chen Feng would even suspect that he had the intention to kill people and steal money. After all, he still had a butcher's knife in his hand.
"Master, I will give you a red envelope later." Chen Feng nodded to him in a calm tone and stuffed the piece of sheep yellow into his trouser pocket with a calm expression.
"This sheep yellow must be sold for millions. You can't miss the red envelope." The butcher's tone was full of jealousy and resentment.
He has been killing livestock for several years. He has killed at least several hundred cattle and sheep. He just saw a yellow sheep today.
And Chen Feng just happened to buy a sheep and planned to kill it for himself, but in the end, he got the sheep yellow.
In particular, the sheep's yolk fell from his side and rolled to Chen Feng's feet.
If it hadn't fallen just now, if he hadn't yelled, he would have probably dropped it.
Thinking of this, the butcher wanted to give himself a knife.
Chen Feng just smiled and said nothing. For this kind of thing, it is appropriate to give red envelopes, but giving more or less is not the decision of the other butcher.
Several people onlookers wanted Chen Feng to show them the goat yolk, but Chen Feng just smiled and shook his head.
Although the onlookers were dissatisfied, they could not say anything. After all, none of them knew each other. The goat's yellow belonged to Chen Feng, and Chen Feng had no obligation to show it to them.
The slaughterer quickly and emotionally handled the sheep, put it in a woven bag, and threw it at Chen Feng's feet. Then he asked for a red envelope: "Boss, I don't want too many red envelopes, just eighty-eight thousand. Give me one."
Eighty-eight thousand will do."
Chen Feng chuckled twice, picked up the phone and dialed a number directly.
"110? I'm reporting to the police. Someone here is asking for red envelopes with a knife in his hand. The address is No. 134, xx Road, xx Village, Leehom Slaughterhouse. Okay, I'll wait for you."
The slaughterer was stunned for a long time. He was still capable of such an operation. After Chen Feng made the call to the police, he realized what he was doing. His face turned green and he defended loudly: "When did I forcefully ask for the red envelope? Don't be unjust."
people."
Several other people also hurriedly came forward to intercede.
"Boss, the money he gave you for the sheep's yellow is probably in the millions at least. He wants you to get 88,000 red envelopes, which is not too much."
"Old Cui, I think you want fifty-eight thousand."
"Boss, it would be pointless to call the police for such a festive thing."
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Chen Feng now looked completely bearish on life and death and would do anything if he refused. He said in a cold voice with a straight face: "This sheep is mine. I asked him to kill it and I paid him for it. The yellow sheep that came out is also mine. Guan
What's the matter with him? I gave him the red envelope out of love. You can't force me if you don't give it, and I don't owe him anything. Why does he want 88,000 from me? Otherwise, I can just give him the sheep's yellow. Wait for the police
Let's talk about it when we get here. I'll directly accuse you of a gang of extortion and robbery."
When the "interceding" people heard this, they all took a step back. They were all ordinary people, and no one wanted to get involved in a lawsuit.
Someone waved their hands and defended loudly: "This is none of my business. Don't accuse people unjustly. I'm leaving and you can handle your own affairs."
After saying this, the man quickly walked away. When the other people saw this, they also dispersed.
The butcher who asked for the red envelope was left staring at Chen Feng.
Finally, the butcher gave up and sighed: "I said you are too stingy. This is already millions. Is it too much for me to ask you for tens of thousands of red envelopes?"
"Let's wait until the police arrive. I hate people intimidating me the most."
"I didn't threaten you."
"You have."
"No."
"Okay. I'll go back to the car and wait. I'm too lazy to talk nonsense to you."
Chen Feng said as he picked up the woven bag containing the slaughtered white sheep, turned around and walked towards the door.
The butcher subconsciously followed to the door, then watched Chen Feng put the woven bag into the trunk, cover it, walked to the driver's seat, opened the door, got in, started the car, and drove away... The car just drove away!
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The slaughterer standing at the door of the slaughterhouse was stunned for a long time before he shouted angrily: "Fuck you, you're heartless!"