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Chapter 4 I Don't Believe

The slaughterer asked for a red envelope of 88,000 yuan, but in the end he didn't get even a dime.

Chen Feng drove away without calling the police. The number he called before was 114.

He was about to die and didn't want to waste his time on these silly disputes.

The journey back went smoothly, and we were back at the rental house in less than an hour.

I took out the piece of goat yolk from my pocket, went to the bathroom to wash it, and then weighed it in my hand. It was indeed about half a catty, that is, about 250 grams.

Even based on the price of 10,000 yuan per gram, this piece of sheep yolk is worth 2.5 million yuan.

Obviously, natural sheep yellow now costs more than 10,000 grams.

Chen Feng took out his mobile phone and searched online again, and found some news reports about Sheep Yellow.

One of the news items was that two years ago, someone auctioned a sheep yellow with a net weight of 320 grams, which fetched a price of 8.9 million yuan.

That adds up to almost 20,000 per gram.

Of course, this is the auction price, which is generally higher than the market price. However, the two should be similar.

What's more, this was the price two years ago, and the price must be higher now. Because prices have risen sharply in the past two years, the prices of Chinese medicinal materials have generally risen, and in some cases they have increased several times within a year.

Sheep yellow is also a kind of Chinese medicinal material, so it is natural that its price will increase.

Chen Feng plans to go to the Chinese medicine store tomorrow to ask about the price.

It was already a bit late today, and there was a recently slaughtered big white sheep waiting for him to eat.

He immediately opened the woven bag, took out the whole slaughtered sheep, and put it in the kitchen.

After that, Chen Feng went out and took out the induction cooker, the induction pressure cooker, chopping boards and knives, pots and pans, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and other seasonings from the car. They were all bought from the supermarket on the way back and put in two large plastic bags.

After returning to the rental house, Chen Feng began to work in the kitchen. It was very simple. The first step was to stew the mutton in the pressure cooker. Chop the plump fresh mutton into pieces, put it in the pressure cooker, add seasonings, add water and simmer.

While the mutton was being stewed, Chen Feng went to the car and carried a bag of rice and a rice cooker back, and cooked the rice as well.

In less than half an hour, the mutton was stewed, and the whole house was filled with the aroma of stewed mutton. When I took it out of the pot and took a bite, it was really delicious. It felt much better than the mutton bought at the wet market.

First I had a big bowl of mutton stew, which made my mouth full of oil. Then I had a bowl of white rice, and then I ate a bowl of mutton soup with the mutton.

Although he is terminally ill, he still eats a lot and has no signs of losing weight.

His weight has been increasing since a year ago. He was originally 1.78 meters tall and weighed 146 kilograms, which was considered standard, but now he weighs 177 pounds, making him a proper fat man.

Being able to eat is a blessing, especially for Chen Feng who is dying soon.

He ate another bowl of rice before burping and ending the dinner.

There is still a small half of the stewed lamb in the pressure cooker, which is reserved for a midnight snack.

It was only around six o'clock in the evening. There was no TV in the rental house, and his original desktop computer had not been moved over. It was really boring.

There is no WiFi when I pick up the phone, so using data to play games is obviously not that convenient. I need to get broadband tomorrow.

So, Chen Feng planned to go shopping to eat.

He didn't drive either. As soon as he walked out of the gate of the community, he saw a digital store opposite doing some kind of Double Ten lottery. It happened to be the evening rush hour after get off work, so it was quite lively.

Thinking that I actually still need a high-configuration laptop, I went over to take a look.

Crossing the road and entering the store, I saw a dozen people gathered together, staring at the red envelopes hanging on colorful balloons at the counter. One of them pointed to a red envelope, and the lady boss at the counter took it out and opened it. Inside was A piece of paper with the prize written on it, and a pair of Bluetooth headphones.

Chen Feng stood and watched for a while, and finally understood. If you spend more than 2,000 yuan in this computer store, you will have a chance to draw a lottery, which are the red envelopes hanging on the colorful balloon lines.

The notice board stated that the lowest-priced gift was a USB flash drive worth dozens of yuan, and the highest prize was a laptop worth more than 10,000 yuan.

In other words, as long as you participate in the lottery, everyone will win a prize.

Someone previously won a fruit phone worth five to six thousand here, which attracted many people to watch and participate.

There were even a few people who didn't know each other, and they discussed working together to spend 2,000 yuan and draw a lottery together.

Chen Feng originally wanted to come over and take a look at the laptop, but when he saw the situation, he planned to buy himself a mobile phone first.

His current mobile phone was given to him by Shen Lin when they got married. Two years later, although this mobile phone can still be used, it is also a bit outdated.

Thinking about the sheep yellow in his hand, he was not short of money now, so he went to the mobile phone counter to look at it, and quickly chose the latest Huawei mobile phone, which cost more than 5,000 yuan, and directly bought his previous small one. The treasury is drained.

In the past, Chen Feng was of course reluctant to part with it, but now that his life is on the line, and he still has sheep roe worth several million in his hand, this consumption is just a waste.

After buying a mobile phone, Chen Feng got two opportunities to draw red envelopes.

There were two large piles of colorful balloons hanging on them, and about fifty or sixty red envelopes tied with hanging red threads.

The probability of winning the highest prize of a laptop from these fifty or sixty red envelopes is actually not low, one in fifty or sixty, which is much more reliable than buying a lottery ticket.

No wonder there are so many people gathered in the store. Everyone is smart, so the chance of winning is quite high.

But the store will definitely not suffer.

Chen Feng wanted to choose a red envelope, and people watching the excitement gathered around him.

"Just these two." Chen Feng casually clicked on the two red envelopes hanging at the front. He wanted to try his luck again.

It seems that since his divorce, he has started to change things. First he picked up a scratch-off lottery ticket out of thin air, and then he wanted to buy a sheep to eat and got a sheep yellow.

He didn't believe that he could win another big prize this time just by clicking two red envelopes.

The lady boss at the counter opened a red envelope first, and several bright red envelopes came into view.

Someone shouted: "I'll go! I'll give you the money directly. How many are there?"

"You must be very lucky. I think there are five or six of them."

The lady boss at the counter was also a little surprised. She took out a few red banknotes and counted eight of them, worth eight hundred yuan.

Such luck!

Everyone was envious and jealous.

In particular, a middle-aged fat man said in annoyance: "I was going to choose this red envelope before, but I changed it to another one and only won the power bank."

The proprietress said helplessly: "I didn't even know there was a cash red envelope. My husband should have put it in."

Chen Feng received the 800 yuan cash red envelope and was slightly stunned. It seemed that he had really gotten lucky.

It's just that these good fortunes came one after another, making him feel a little unreal.

"Open the second one and take a look." someone urged.

"Yes, open it quickly and take a look."

Seeing that Chen Feng had no objection, the lady boss opened it, then took out the note inside, looked at it carefully, and was stunned.

"Boss boss, what's the prize? Come up with it quickly." Someone urged again.

Someone noticed something was wrong with the look on the lady boss's face and teased: "Madam boss, it's not the grand prize, is it? You can't bear to give it away?" When this person said this, everyone also reacted. Especially those who had not won the grand prize before, they all started urging her.

With so many people watching, the landlady could only grimace and pull out the note inside. It was clear that there were a few handwritten words on the notebook computer. It was written with a red watercolor pen. It was very clear, and there were also a few words written specifically at the bottom.

This "anti-counterfeiting number" is only known by the landlady and the boss and cannot be counterfeited.

But she remembered that she had already picked up the red envelope! Why did she hang it up again?


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