Chapter 3 This Luck
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 from 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 could 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 villager while driving around this time. Meeting a fellow countryman from a foreign country, and a beautiful girl at that, always makes me feel happier.
Chen Feng did not refuse people thousands of miles away this time. He took the initiative to say his name and some things about himself. Of course, there was no mention of divorce.
Wu Mengting only said that her new car was a scratch-off lottery ticket. 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."
"Why were you unlucky before?" Wu Mengting asked curiously.
Chen Feng thought for a moment, and after today, it was impossible for us to see each other again, so he said: "I just got divorced yesterday, and I was also diagnosed with a terminal illness."
Wu Mengting suddenly opened her mouth. , after a while , then shook his head and said: "Impossible. I think you are fine. How come you look like someone with a terminal illness?"
Chen Feng smiled, and did not go to get any medical certificate this time, but just said: " Forget it if you don’t believe it.”
Originally he just said this. After all, this secret was kept in his heart and could not be told to others. It was actually quite depressing.
Say it now, regardless of whether she believes it or not, it is also a kind of relief. We all met by chance, and it is impossible for them to interact 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... unbelievable. Besides, if you are terminally ill, brother, your mentality is too good. Besides, if you are really terminally ill, you shouldn't be in the hospital. "
"There is no cure for the terminal disease, why are you still in the hospital?"
Seeing Chen Feng's relaxed tone, but not joking at all, Wu Mengting was a little convinced. I didn't know what to say for a while, so I 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 nice.
Soon after, a Polo drove over. Wu Mengting’s best friend came. She was also a big beauty. She was a bit tall, at least 1.7 meters. She was a little older, twenty-five or six, and looked like an urban beauty. fashion dress.
We introduced each other politely and called them Lin Wan. After exchanging pleasantries, the tow truck arrived. The mini was dragged 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 hurriedly walked off the road and shouted to the old farmer: "Boss, are the sheep for sale?"
Of course the sheep are for sale, and the old farmer is very down-to-earth and doesn't ask for more Chen Feng Chen Feng bought one for 1,500 yuan, and the old farmer also introduced him to a slaughtering spot.
After binding his four feet and stuffing them into the trunk, Chen Feng drove to the slaughtering point the old farmer said was in a village a few kilometers away.
Now the roads in the village are hardened and flat, and the house numbers are also there, making it easy to find them by driving.
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 while, 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 slaughterer’s shout, he immediately understood. This is sheep's stone.
Cows have bezoars, and sheep of course also have sheep yolks, but compared to bezoars, sheep yolks are more rare.
The current price of sheep zoal 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 did a search, 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 a few years ago, and of course prices are more expensive now. The piece of sheep yellow in Chen Feng's hands now weighs about two to three hundred grams. No one has such 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, his eyes were red with envy.
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 yellow fell from his side and rolled to Chen Feng's feet.
If it hadn't fallen off just now, if he hadn't yelled, he would have probably dropped the goat's yolk.
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 final decision of the other party, the butcher.
The 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 couldn't say anything. After all, no one 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 the red envelope: "Boss, I don't want too many red envelopes, just eighty-eight thousand. Just give me eighty-eight thousand."
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 forcibly, with a knife in his hand. The address is No. 134, xx Road, xx Village, Leehom Slaughterhouse. Okay, I'll wait for you."
This slaughterhouse worker I was stunned for a while, this is such a crazy thing. After Chen Feng made the call to the police, he realized what was happening, his face turned green, and he defended loudly: "When did I forcefully ask for the red envelope? Don't accuse me unjustly."
Several other people also hurriedly responded at this time. Come forward to intercede.
"Boss, the sheep yellow he gave you is worth at least a million. I want you to ask for 88,000 red envelopes, which is not too much."
"Old Cui, I think you Ask for fifty-eight thousand.”
"Boss, it would be pointless to call the police for such a festive thing."
......
Chen Feng now looked completely indifferent to life and death and would do whatever he didn't accept, and said in a cold voice with a straight face. : "This sheep is mine. I asked him to slaughter it and I paid him. The yellow sheep that came out is also mine. What does it have to do with him?" I gave him the red envelope as a gift, and you can't force me if you don't. I don't owe him anything. Why should he ask for 88,000 yuan from me? Why don't I give it to him directly? I'll wait until the police come. I will directly accuse you of a gang of extortion and robbery."
When the "intercessors" heard this, they all took a step back. They are all ordinary people, and no one wants to get involved in a lawsuit.
Someone waved their hands and argued loudly: "This is none of my business. Don't accuse people unjustly. I'm leaving and you can solve your own affairs."
After saying this, the man quickly walked away. Several other people also dispersed when they saw this.
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 come. I hate people threatening 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 and picked up the bag. After slaughtering the white sheep in the woven bag, he turned around and walked towards the door.
The slaughterer 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 drive away! !
The slaughterer standing at the door of the slaughterhouse was stunned for a long time before he shouted angrily: "Fuck you, heartless!"
(End of this chapter)