Chapter 172 It’s my honor to be a dog!
After buying a few pairs of shoes at random.
Chen Yun opened the search engine and began to search for places to raise snakes nearby.
Because there is one more thing to do after turning on the computer, which is to solve the problem of the source of snake meat.
Although eating snake meat is not strictly necessary.
But considering that I only have an appetite for snake meat now, eating it can make me feel happy, which can barely be said to be a necessity.
And after leaving Shu City.
The fixed snake meat supplier that we had negotiated before can no longer supply the goods. We can’t have snake meat sections shipped across provinces by courier every day, right?
Therefore, finding a local snake meat supplier has become an important matter.
Fortunately.
Qixi City does have a meat snake breeding base, which involves black snakes and many other common edible snakes.
After Chen Yun found their contact information, he stated his request.
The other party was obviously not very interested in such a small order, but with Chen Yun's ability, he immediately changed his attitude.
After all, who can have trouble with money?
After discussing the need for daily delivery, Chen Yun hung up the phone with satisfaction.
Starting almost tomorrow, someone will deliver fresh black snake meat to him every morning.
And before that the meal.
Chen Yun did have the means to deal with it.
Looking at the time approaching one o'clock in the afternoon, Chen Yun took out a few dried snake meat from his luggage.
As mentioned before, he had tried making snake meat jerky and had been drying it on the balcony of Mingwang New Village.
It has indeed not been drying for a while.
Theoretically, during the initial drying process, the color of the snake meat may gradually change from the initial pink or reddish brown to dark red or brown. However, it has been dried for less than a month, and the dried meat may not have completely lost its original flesh color, especially in the thicker parts of the dried meat.
The jerky is still semi-dry and feels a bit soft to the touch, not crispy enough. The center part still retains a certain degree of moisture.
But you can definitely eat it.
So when Chen Yun came to Qixi City, he didn't forget to bring this thing with him.
It doesn't matter much at the moment.
Chen Yun went to the kitchen and picked up the chopping board, chopped the dried snake meat into slices, and stir-fried it casually in the pot a few times.
Then he poured it out and gave a few pieces to Zheng Yuliang.
After eating, he looked at Zheng Yuliang who asked what it was and was confused when he learned it was a snake.
Chen Yun was satisfied and finished the remaining snake meat in a few mouthfuls, then returned to his room and continued to do his business.
In the afternoon.
According to the short-term plan, Chen Yun should start training to understand the world now.
Including vision, hearing, smell, and mental power.
Among them, the exercise of mental power mainly involves four aspects: sensing biological emotions, beyond visual range azimuth perception, out-of-body consciousness, and electromagnetic wave perception.
As Chen Yun's transparent world was released at full power, countless information poured into his mind.
The fishing village after the typhoon is like a slowly unfolding picture, with the tranquility after the wind and rain intertwined with the hustle and bustle of nature's restoration of life.
In the fishing village, some houses were damaged and roof tiles were scattered, but villagers have started to make temporary repairs with bamboo poles and canvas.
The sound of waves gently lapping at the shore in the distance, compared to the roar of a typhoon, sounds particularly gentle and calm at the moment, as if the sea is whispering.
In the village, the sound of hammers hitting nails during the repair of wooden houses is occasionally heard, which is a signal for villagers to start rebuilding their homes.
Among the leaves, the birds have rediscovered their singing voices, chirping and singing, as if celebrating the departure of the storm.
Occasionally, you can still vaguely hear the roar of fishing boat engines in the distance. The fishermen can’t wait to check the boats and prepare to go to sea and resume their usual rhythm of life.
The air is a mixture of the salty smell of sea water and the smell of moist soil. It is a unique smell after a typhoon. It is fresh and a bit like the vastness of the sea.
When it clears up after the rain, the flowers, plants and trees emit a stronger natural fragrance. This fresh air is refreshing and seems to wash away all fatigue and worries.
Countless messages poured in.
But for Chen Yun, this feeling is really sparse and ordinary. He has long adapted to such a complex sensory environment.
Quietly closing his eyes and sensing all this, Chen Yun worked hard to delve into every detail of the surroundings after the typhoon, and his proficiency in perception also improved in the process.
Then, Chen Yun tried to sense the emotions of the villagers, tried to sense the location of the half-broken handkerchief that had been sent to Runzhou City, and tried to sense the flying sword that had been sent out.
After practicing many other aspects many times, Chen Yun began to seriously feel the electromagnetic waves in the scope of his mental power.
After coming here to stay temporarily.
There is also a new problem to adapt to.
That is, the familiar radio waves that can be received in electromagnetic wave perception cannot be received, and all you can see are relatively unfamiliar radio waves.
The Voice of Tianfu and Sichuan-Sichuan Traffic Broadcasting are no longer available.
There is only one Global Climate Voice left, which can barely be heard here in Qixi City, Jiangnan Province.
But Global Climate Voices is pretty boring.
In addition to broadcasting the local climate, it also broadcasts the famous celestial phenomena that occurred around the world during this period.
It is much worse than Sichuan-Sichuan Traffic Radio, which can sing, not to mention the Voice of Tianfu, which has emotional programs, language arts programs, traffic broadcasts, weather broadcasts, song appreciation and other content.
This made Chen Yun suddenly lose some important background music when he was doing things, and he felt that he was not very happy when doing things.
So after Chen Yun simply practiced the other characteristics of the transparent world a few times, he began to seriously try to decipher the countless new radio waves in his mind based on the knowledge he had learned before.
And while he was doing this.
Zheng Dalei, the former village bully, second-rate son, and gangster, was carrying his child Zheng Ronggang and walking towards Zheng Yuliang's home.
Chen Yun sensed this.
However, after discovering that there was no irritability or anger in their emotions, he understood that maybe these two people were not looking for trouble?
Thinking.
The two of them quickly arrived at the door and knocked politely.
Zheng Yuliang quickly opened the door.
When they saw Zheng Dalei and Zheng Ronggang, their expressions visibly paused.
Then he asked stiffly: "You... what are you doing here?" His tone was a little nervous.
Because Zheng Yuliang always felt that these two people came here to cause trouble again.
However, the development of things was somewhat unexpected.
I saw Zheng Dalei holding down Zheng Ronggang's head and forcing him to kneel on the ground.
"Kowtow! Hurry up!"
Zheng Dalei said in a fierce tone.
Seeing this, Zheng Ronggang kowtowed tremblingly.
Zheng Yuliang was a little confused and obviously didn't realize what was happening in front of him.
"I studied it carefully and went to the community service center to check the surveillance. It was indeed this little brat who insulted and bullied you first."
"This kid used to lie to me with his sweet words."
"Now let him apologize to you."
Zheng Dalei's tone was very sincere, as if he really realized his mistake.
This made Zheng Yuliang a little uncomfortable.
Immediately afterwards, Zheng Dalei held Zheng Yuliang's hand seriously and said: "From now on, just call me brother and tell me if you have anything. You can treat this little brat of mine as your own son."
"ah?"
Zheng Ronggang raised his head in confusion.
But when he saw his father Zheng Dalei's glance, he quickly lowered his head and did not dare to say anything more.
His father always dotes on him.
But this time he obviously didn't favor her anymore. He had said a few words at home just because he wanted to apologize, and he had experienced what it felt like to be hung up and beaten.
Therefore, even though Zheng Dalei was confused when faced with his father's outrageous words, he did not dare to refute it.
"Isn't this a seniority difference? What should I say when my father comes back?"
Zheng Yuliang didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
He, who had always been mature, was vaguely aware of what the former village bully in front of him was thinking at the moment.
Apparently there are some drunkards who don't care about drinking.
What qualifications does Zheng Yuliang have to bow down to the always arrogant village bully in front of him, who even has to come up to him, a junior high school student?
Just think about it and you know it's impossible.
So he decisively found a reason to refuse.
"It's okay, let's talk about our own things."
Zheng Dalei said solemnly, obviously wanting to settle the matter.
This made Zheng Yuliang hesitate.
He subconsciously turned his head and looked at Chen Yun's closed bedroom door.
He understood that the sound on his side should have been heard by Chen Yun in a home with poor sound insulation.
So he wanted to know Chen Yun's attitude.
After all, Zheng Dalei was obviously convinced by the beating, not because of Zheng Yuliang.
When Zheng Dalei saw this, he looked over with bright eyes.
He quickly said loudly: "Brother Chen, oh no, Grandpa Chen! Just think of me as a fart. If you ask me to go east, I will never dare to go west."
His tone should be more flattering and more flattering.
As he spoke, he even knelt down and kowtowed a few times.
Because yesterday he had a profound understanding of the gap.
Chen Yun's power and indifference when he killed him instantly with one punch made him feel a great sense of oppression and the fear of facing high-level beings.
It felt like it was telling him.
The opponent is trying hard to control his power so as not to crush him to death.
After all, stepping on an ant without killing it requires some technical skills.
He deeply understands the gap between the two.
At that moment, I realized that the Chen Yun in front of me was no ordinary person.
At least he's a cold-blooded killer who often kills people!
Probably has a strong background.
So after doing some psychological construction, he decisively decided to give in and took his son to the door to kowtow.
Follow your heart and don’t be ashamed.
"roll."
A calm voice came from Chen Yun's room.
Then there was no movement.
Apparently not caring about him at all.
But Zheng Dalei was not only not angry when he heard it.
Instead, he smiled and said without hesitation:
"Okay~"
Then, as if he had received an order, he took his son and left.
Because he knows it.
People like me can't get into the other person's eyes.
So as long as the other party doesn't object to him being Zheng Yuliang's eldest brother, then he will be forgiven and indirectly close the relationship.
Doesn’t this suddenly give you the opportunity to be a dog?
Think so.
The figure of Zheng Dalei who left quickly was even more excited and wanted to jump up.
This whole process made Zheng Yuliang next to him look stunned.
(End of chapter)