318: Chapter 38: The Lone Swordsman, Yan Xiaofei_1 318: Chapter 38: The Lone Swordsman, Yan Xiaofei_1 Yan Fei didn’t end up bullying Old Cheng after all.
Five minutes later, the old man and Yan Fei declared a cease-fire and began formal negotiations.
Because the old man who had the bamboo forest didn’t really understand what “greenhouse vegetables” ant.
He assud that Yan Fei had completed all the fraworks, and just needed a few bamboo poles to construct them.
So Yan Fei had to lead him to the other side of the bamboo forest, pointing out a plot of flat land next to the earthworm shed, and explained to him what “greenhouse vegetables” are.
Initially, the old man was skeptical: “Have you ever grown vegetables before?
Could this work?”
Yan Fei looked down on him: “I’ve brought techniques from the Provincial Agricultural University, do you think it could work or not?”
The old man regained his spirit and asked: “If you say you can grow sumr vegetables in winter, can you grow lons too?”
Yan Fei scorned: “Not just lons, I could even grow bitter gourds!”
The old man didn’t believe him and challenged Yan Fei again, but was eventually persuaded.
Then he calculated for a while: “If you can guarantee to provide with a few lons during Chinese New Year, I’ll sell the bamboos to you at a discount, deal?”
“First tell , how much is the discount?” Yan Fei, seeing this stingy old man suddenly being so generous, doubted how much discount he could give.
“Old bamboos that are over three years old, you can cut as much as you need for fifty yuan.” The old man confidently raised three fingers, then opened up his whole palm.
“Fifty yuan for as much as you want, that’s cheap enough!
As long as you provide with a few lons during New Year!”
“Are you sure about this, I might use a lot!”
“No worries!
If I go back on my word, I’m your grandson!
But if you can’t give lons during New Year, then you’re my grandson!”
“Deal!” Yan Fei didn’t care about any tricks he might have, he didn’t turn down any good deals.
Let alone a few lons, even waterlons would do.
As Yan Fei was about to leave, he couldn’t help but ask the old man: “Haven’t you heard that they were selling waterlons in our city during Chinese New Year last year?”
“Really?” the old man was puzzled.
Yan Fei didn’t reply, he just chuckled and turned away.
Let this old man who only knows about camping in the wilderness feel outdated!
The old man, who didn’t understand why Yan Fei laughed at him, shouted at him from behind: “You better not break your promise, if you do, I’ll co to your house for New Year’s dinner…”
From afar, Yan Fei’s voice echoed: “Don’t worry!”
Initially he was worried that after paying for asbestos tiles he wouldn’t have enough money left to build the greenhouse!
Now that the bamboo cost has been reduced, it’s not bad at all.
Next, he ran to the city to buy plastic film, but he was astonished when he saw the price.
He went around the Agricultural Supplies Company, they do have plastic films, but all were narrow ones.
They were only suitable for cultivating seedlings on a small piece of land, definitely not for building greenhouses.
He flew to the Provincial City overnight to search, but couldn’t find any.
He then had a thought, and dialed Wang Jiuming, the manager of the fertilizer factory.
Wang gave him another phone number, and when Yan Fei dialed it, he was able to get the address and successfully bought the plastic film.
Building the greenhouse was also fraught with difficulties, he couldn’t even find any workers who had experience in such construction.
This job requires careful detail.
For example, there couldn’t even be a large burr on the bamboo stalks.
If the plastic film touches it, it would tear open a large hole that’s hard to patch.
Yan Fei could chop down each bamboo with a single ax swing, but there’s no way he could trim branches and twigs that fast.
These were just the simple issues.
There were also nurous complications like designing ventilation openings and other aspects.
Plus, with no one having any prior experience, the progress of the construction gave Yan Fei a headache.
Thankfully, the procedures he copied were detailed enough.
Whenever they encountered difficulty, they’d stop work and discuss with the senior workers, slowly, the problems were resolved.
By the ti the greenhouse was completed, not only were two or three mud houses built, but even the seedlings Yan Fei ordered Old Cheng and others to cultivate were ready to transplant.
He tidied up the house and moved over officially.
He then started transplanting seedlings, there wasn’t a mont of rest.
To understand how busy he was, one just had to see what Yan Fei was doing on the evening after all the seedlings had been successfully transplanted.
At this mont, he was staring at a group of Suchomimus, planning how to give them a ‘deep’ lesson.
Yes, a group.
Four large ones, seven small ones, making up a total of eleven.
Moreover, there was a ‘familiar face’, the largest Suchomimus at the front was the one he had given a good beating when he first ca to land, and then he let it go.
This one was beaten once, escaped dejectedly at that ti, but now it ca back, and it looked like it brought its family along this ti.
Obviously, after finding out Yan Fei hadn’t been here for so ti, it couldn’t bear to give up this excellent hunting ground at the mouth of the river and decided to reclaim its territory.
It wasn’t that Yan Fei hadn’t co at all, but because he was too busy, when he ca to the ‘Dinosaur World’, he only collected so bones on the few islands.
Moreover, he only ca at night, during the day there was no ti to even look around.
These Suchomimus hunted during the day and rested at a small forest nearby at night.
By the ti Yan Fei found them, he didn’t even know how many days they had been here.
Seeing these Suchomimus return, Yan Fei realized that if he was to establish a small base here, he would have to face a continuous stream of dinosaurs coveting this excellent hunting ground.
Because he had been busy with construction recently, he realized how hard it was to establish a base that can fend off various kinds of dinosaurs in an open plain by oneself.
So now he was considering just finding a small valley.
Although it might be farther from the sea and the scenery may not be as good, at least there’d be fewer troubles.
Of course he hadn’t figured out exactly what to do yet as he’d been too busy lately.
But since he was here now, he might as well teach these Suchomimus a lesson again, after all, even if he doesn’t establish a base here, he would still visit regularly.
As soon as he decided, that leading Suchomimus was already charging towards him.
Yan Fei had been standing there ever since he appeared, watching them in a daze without making any moves.
When the Suchomimus saw Yan Fei at first, it called its family twice, preparing to leave.
However, when it noticed Yan Fei didn’t intend to make a move, it probably thought it had an advantage as it had its family as backup, and Yan Fei was hesitant to act because of their numbers.
So, it grew bolder.
Except for one adult Suchomimus left to protect the few little ones, the remaining two followed the beaten one and charged, stirring up a cloud of dust behind them.
Yan Fei stood motionless, watching them charge at him.
To his left was the roaring river, continuously flowing, with grand waves; mountains towered to his right.
The sun was setting in the west, the sky filled with red clouds, silhouette of massive Pterosaurs fluttered under the red sky.
He felt that this scene made him resemble the sword-wielding hero in the movies, standing alone against nurous wicked bandits.
At this mont, he had his sword in hand, eting the arrogant bandits with an icy gaze.
Then, after waiting for a mont, he would defeat them, and scatter them in all directions.
All to show off his chivalric deanor.
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