167: Chapter 43 Heizi Sells a Cow_1 167: Chapter 43 Heizi Sells a Cow_1 “Quiet down, quiet down, let speak,” Heizi stood on a little dirt mound in the middle of the Cattle Market, shouting at the crowd in front of him.
“Everyone, there’s no need to rush.
The bull is right here; it’s not going anywhere.
You two uncles ca together, so let’s not argue about who ca first.
Whoever bids higher gets the bull.
So, let’s start the bidding!”
“Kid, how can you be so unfair?
I clearly ca first.
Alright, fine, I’ll bid two thousand five hundred.
Old Liang, just let have the bull!
With your skills, even the best cattle would be wasted in your hands.” An old man puffing on a dry pipe exclaid in the front row of the crowd.
“You’re full of shit; I noticed the bull first.
Are you implying that I, an old coffin dodger, can’t look after the bull because of my old arms and legs?
You must be kidding!” The man referred to as ‘Old Liang’ by the previous speaker, was an elderly man with a gray-white towel slung around his neck.
The old man first refuted the dry pipe smoker, then turned his attention to Heizi: “Young man, don’t let him cheat you.
This bull is worth at least twenty-six hundred.
I bid two thousand six hundred and fifty.
No one fight with ; any higher, and it won’t be worth your while.”
The two old n were about the sa age and were now squabbling over a bull, beginning a round of mutual accusations and insult throwing.
Clearly, they knew each other well and were on good terms.
Despite the loud arguing, the atmosphere remained light-hearted.
At this point, Heizi was feeling pretty smug.
Truth be told, he wasn’t reluctant to sell cattle.
He was worried that Yan Fei didn’t need him!
He was overjoyed to get the chance to do sothing in the market that others couldn’t handle.
As for all the sarcastic comnts he’d made along the way, that was just his nature, false bravado, or simply loose lips.
No matter what task he was assigned, he had to make a few remarks to prove he was up to the challenge.
To be honest, back ho, if his parents asked him to buy sothing that cost more than twenty dollars, they would have to give him a couple of extra reminders, fearing he may not return.
But now, Yan Fei had entrusted him with several bulls.
How much were all of these bulls worth?
Yet, Yan Fei had said nothing else and entrusted him with the task.
This made him feel that Yan Fei valued him.
In his words, “The man trusts to handle such an important job.
Isn’t that recognizing my worth?
If it wasn’t a big deal, why wouldn’t he ask soone else?”
Considering himself a man of honor, he had resolved to handle this well, to show everyone what he was capable of!
As for the cattle farm, aside from him, no one else could get away.
But he didn’t think much about it, and had failed to realize that Yan Fei had simply asked him to do the grunt work of leading the cattle on foot.
You wouldn’t believe it, but despite his bad luck with gambling, his luck at the Cattle Market was notably good.
Just as he arrived, the at Processing Factory was buying cattle.
They set their sights upon three fattened cows, offered a price that satisfied Heizi, and imdiately took two of them away.
The largest of the fattened cows remained unsold, not that the at Processing Factory didn’t want it, but because another farr had his eye on it.
He wanted to take the cow back for farm work and had offered a price higher than the factory.
Although the three cows hadn’t been at the cattle farm for long, Yan Fei’s Bone Powder Secret Recipe had been used to nurse them.
You could tell they looked different; their fur was shiny, their bones were sturdy, and their muscle fibers stirred joy in those who saw them.
The largest cow that the farr took back wasn’t just for labor, it was definitely intended to be used as a breeding bull given the high price he paid.
The three cows sold for eleven thousand bucks—seeing this much money wasn’t common in those days.
When counting the money, Heizi’s hands were trembling with excitent.
And that wasn’t all, while he was still counting the dough, a scuffle had broken out over the last calf.
This calf had been fed by Yan Fei since it was young; even Xu Xiaoyan, an inexperienced observer, recognized it as a valuable calf.
Let alone the people who showed up at the Cattle Market who had spent a lifeti raising cattle.
They could tell the calf was valuable at one glance.
As it happened, two old n had shown up at the sa ti and started arguing over the calf.
Seeing a crowd gather to watch the spectacle, Heizi remained calm.
That’s his personality.
He loves the spotlight, and the more people there are, the more energized he becos.
More importantly, he made so comparisons; looking at the other cattle in the market and then at his own, he suddenly realized his calf could be a rare treasure.
There’s a saying that goes “it’s not about not knowing the goods, it’s about comparing them”.
Most of the people selling cattle in the market were from rural areas and very few understood the concept of visual presentation back then.
They were straightforward people who simply brought the cattle to sell; at most, they would brush off the mud and grass on the cattle’s body.
But their cattle simply couldn’t compare to those that had been regularly grood at the cattle farm.
This scenario is equivalent to comparing agricultural tools that Yan had fashioned himself, using a hamr, with factory-produced products.
Initially, you’d lose points just on exterior appearance.
Appearance is one aspect, but those buying cattle will be looking at more than just that.
In comparison to other cattle, however, his calf was far from inferior!
Although Heizi couldn’t quite articulate the term ‘rare treasure’, it didn’t an he wasn’t quick-witted; seizing the mont, he asked people to start bidding.
Inwardly, he wondered whether he’d sold the three cows too cheaply!
The two old n kept arguing, stalling at a bid of two thousand eight hundred, refusing to increase their offer.
No one is a fool – everyone knows how much a bull is worth.
Since the bull isn’t fully grown, it will need to be carefully reared for a while before it can be put to work.
Although everyone acknowledges the bull’s potential – as long as it’s well-reared, even if it is used solely for breeding, it won’t be a loss.
However, raising a bull involves risks.
During the bull’s growth period, no one can guarantee it won’t et with any accidents.
So, the price of two thousand eight hundred for the bull was already slightly steep.
Any higher, and no one would dare to take the risk.
This was due to the current rising price levels.
Otherwise, it would not sell for this price.
Why did Yan want to raise cattle in the first place?
Wasn’t it because he saw others making a fortune selling cattle?
The breeding bull he sold then only fetched a little over four thousand dollars.
The two old n, both stuck at their current bids, resud arguing over who got there first.
Heizi was out of options.
Anyway, he decided to let them negotiate among themselves.
The price was already high enough; he stood to profit regardless of who bought it.
Let’s face it, no one’s a fool.
Once the two old n stopped raising their bids, Heizi knew he would be making a profit from this price.
The two old n kept loudly arguing about the sa topics, and Heizi, finding the conversation dull, let his gaze wander.
Soon after, he locked eyes with Xu Xiaoyan.
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