1189: 598 Chapter Reporting Work Ostrich Chicken_2 1189: 598 Chapter Reporting Work Ostrich Chicken_2 “It’s actually pretty simple, isn’t it?”
As he left the compound, Yan Fei thought about the experiences of the day and suddenly burst into inexplicable laughter.
He softly muttered to himself, “Being skilled in human interactions is like crafting well-written essays…”
Then he took out his cellphone and made a call, “Director Yang, I’m out now.
Have you and Principal Hu found a good restaurant…
Okay, okay, I’m on my way over…”
Before arriving, Yan Fei thought he’d miss dinner, but upon hearing that he’d been summoned, the enthusiasm from the people on the other end only grew, and they quickly settled on dinner arrangents.
Dinner lasted until it was dark, and he didn’t know what ti it was.
Yan Fei wanted to visit Lin Baoguo, but after the exhausting day, he lost the mood for it.
He drove straight ho, and as soon as he was out of the city, he felt a great relief: at least the earned twenty points were in hand, saving him from returning ho disheveled—it was not easy at all!
As for the matters concerning Chief Examiner Sun stirring trouble again, he was no longer worried.
Ordinary people fear getting involved in legal disputes because it wastes ti and disrupts regular life; secondly, they fear the costs…
well, the back-and-forth costs in a lawsuit, haha…
But for Yan Fei now, with ti and money to spare, he really wasn’t worried and pushed the matter out of his mind.
It was just a case of dealing with whatever cos his way—why overthink it!
After a while, seeing no cars ahead or behind, he simply transford into Xiaohei the bird and flew directly into the night sky.
Flying on your own compared to flying in a plane offers a completely different view of the scenery.
Looking down at the fields and trees, observing the vehicles on the road and people heading ho late, and gazing at the endless sky—such a feeling truly lifts the spirit.
Isn’t that why flying has always been a dream of humanity!
In ancient myths, what’s the major difference between immortals and humans if not the ability to fly?
When he arrived back in Sancha River village, it was late.
Yan Fei parked his car and quietly slipped into his room without a sound.
After securing the door, he flashed into the dinosaur world.
Upon entering, he was taken aback—it was quite lively despite the late hour.
No.2 Coolie was shouting loudly, “You ‘trust-balls’, do you even know how to work?
I told you to speed up the pace, and you’re still dragging your feet—is that it, looking for trouble?”
Yan Fei walked towards the commotion, seeing No.2 Coolie swinging a large blacksmith hamr, directing others in their tasks.
He asked, “What’s all this about?”
It was then that No.1 Coolie noticed the boss’s arrival and hurried over to report, “Boss, good to see you.
We’ve got this fella here who claims he knows how to make ballistas—those ancient war machines.
We thought, since we’re idle, why not just build one?
Not to ntion, if those big bats co flying again, we could scare them off with this…”
When No.1 and No.2 Coolie first arrived, they thought the flying pterosaurs were ga bats.
Yan Fei did not correct them initially, and even after they learned those were called pterosaurs, they still hadn’t changed the na.
Yan Fei was indifferent about these minor details; he nodded for them to continue and prepared to check elsewhere.
“Boss, there’s sothing, I don’t know if I should tell you…” No.1 Coolie called from behind just as Yan was walking away.
“What is it?” Yan Fei turned back.
No.1 Coolie caught up, “It’s about the Dorking chickens you asked us to raise for eating.
We’ve been raising them, and now the eggs they lay are hatching, and the chickens are getting bigger and the eggs are getting larger.
We’ve been watching them grow without paying much notice, and I haven’t ntioned it to you…”
Yan Fei waved his hand dismissively, “Just take to see them; why all this rambling?”
Indeed, it had been a long ti since Yan Fei had asked them to provide wild chicken for his als.
With more people around now, eating ga regularly and talking about it might look bad.
Besides, they weren’t short on beef from the ranch to bother about this at.
Since he didn’t need them, he stopped caring about these matters.
Even when visiting the dinosaur world, he would only check if they looked after his cattle well, never ddling in their personal affairs—after all, he had provided everything they might need.
If they still couldn’t live well, it wasn’t his fault!
So, when he saw those chickens he hadn’t seen in days, he was truly shocked: these ter-tall creatures, could they still be called chickens?
Frankly, were it not for their slightly shorter legs and the plucked feathers on their necks, they could be passed off as ostriches in a zoo—perhaps even bigger than those zoo ostriches!
When No.1 Coolie brought over an egg, Yan Fei wasn’t surprised.
It was just larger than a goose egg.
For such large chickens, it would be strange if they didn’t lay sizeable eggs.
Besides, it was still much smaller than the Tyrannosaurus eggs.
Anyone who has seen wild chickens in the fields or mountains knows that wild chickens are smaller than dostic ones, not to ntion compared to specially bred Dorking chickens.
But the size of these chickens now was frighteningly large; certainly, the largest Dorking chicken Yan Fei had ever seen didn’t co close.
No.1 Coolie explained from the side, “These chickens have been growing batch by batch, and we didn’t pay attention to their size.
Previous batches were also large, but we didn’t really care.
By this batch, after being raised here for several generations, their size just shot up.
Do you think these chickens will keep growing, becoming as huge as those monsters outside?”
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