Carrying a Jurassic on me-Chapter 761 - 391: From the Morning Glory Ranch_1

Eventually, the miserable Tyrannosaurus let out a wailing call as it fell to the ground again. Before it could rise, it settled down in a submissive posture—it wasn’t stupid and knew that it couldn’t escape at this point. Its only option was to submit and leave its fate to the winds, maybe the opponent would spare it!

Thankfully, after the carnivorous Rapator had vented a lot, it started to feel better seeing the Tyrannosaurus, now reduced to whimpering like a puppy. Jubilantly, it morphed into a Pterosaur and glided off towards the valley.

Quite some time after the devil-like wings disappeared from sight, the misfortunate Tyrannosaurus finally dared to stand up. It looked repeatedly towards the empty valley before sprinting off in an unknown direction to escape.

It was terrifying that Rapator, weighing two to three tons, was as agile as a small dromeosaur. It made life difficult for the other dinosaurs. This experience was bound to give the Tyrannosaurus a phobia of Rapators, and it would never dare to consider them as potential prey anymore.

Returning to the valley, Yan Fei was overjoyed from the outburst, which made his chisel and hammer feel more dexterous. Wood shavings flew about as he hammered, and dragon and phoenix designs started to take shape on the wooden bed amidst the pounding sounds. ƒгeewёbnovel.com

Transforming into a Rapator and performing shadowless kicks was his limit. If he were to transform into a larger dinosaur, he would be spread too thin. Of course, if he could ever transform into a larger creature and remain as agile as a Tyrannosaurus, then other creatures in the dinosaur world would stand no chance.

To continue searching for larger creatures, he could only look in the ocean. His current map didn’t have much use for large herbivorous dinosaurs anymore.

He was able to reach high-speeds now, even when transformed into a small Compsognathus, which could put any dinosaur in despair. As for Xiaohei, the bird, he dared not fly too quickly, in case he missed out on closer locations like Sancha River or the county and city while flapping its wings.

Because he was in such a good mood, he worked until dawn arrived. No.1 Coolie and No.2 Coolie were already up and working, prompting him to prepare to return.

The valley now had a pastoral scene of untouched nature. A small shack had been built against the hillside of the valley, and a few wild chickens and rabbits were kept inside. Hay was going to waste, and although he had wanted to raise some cattle and sheep in the valley, he couldn’t due to his hectic schedule. However, should he manage to raise some breeding bulls on this feed, who knows, it might surprise him!

No.1 Coolie and No.2 Coolie, having spent a long time here, had started to lead a tranquil and reclusive life. They found work for themselves every day, managing to keep everything around them neat and orderly.

Yan Fei casually tossed the tools aside and exited the Dinosaur World. No.1 and No.2 Coolie would clean up, and if it rained, they’d cover their furniture properly.

Boss Ma came over with his crew as soon as Yan Fei stepped out. There was no choice; the back-to-back work at Boss Yan’s place had left him with little time for other tasks. To manage the workforce, he had to come out personally and ensure the greenhouse tasks were done right, so the remaining workers could rush to Yan Fei’s beef jerky factory and continue the construction.

Once he and Ma Yongming arranged the work, Yan Fei went with him to the cattle ranch. When they arrived, the first order of business was to give Pang Fa some money to go find Master Xing and liaise with the equipment manufacturers—if the equipment price was reasonable, he was to pay the down payment or place the order directly.

Yan Fei and Ma Yongming went to the opposite side of the train station to begin discussing the construction plans.

Actually, it was quite simple to negotiate. Based on the practical conditions, a road on one side and a river on the other, simply build accordingly. Of course, the spots near the road should be saved for future construction. When the time was right, they could build dwellings on the top and have shops on the ground floor—even if he despised the meager income from renting shops, if Sancha River Town were to develop in the future, the very first thing people would see when they disembarked, should be his own factory wall, which had a significant impact on the image!

Of course, the factory couldn’t be built too close to the river either. They’d have to plant two rows of trees along the slope, and sprinkle some flowers and plants to enjoy the cool shade beside the river during the summer, and also to prevent soil erosion!

When they’d settled those matters, the truck from the provincial capital had already arrived to collect the beef, and Old Gao and his team had begun slaughtering the cattle.

The slaughterers who came to help had become regulars. They had set a routine, coming over every three days without needing a call. They didn’t get paid much more here than at their usual places of work, killing cows and pigs and handling the innards, but it was consistent work. People weren’t fools and knew what was of long-term value. So, they’d come early and work hard, and who’d do whatever was needed without complaining, fearing that they might be turned away someday.

Yan Fei only had to look around—these tasks didn’t require his personal involvement anymore. He was finally given something to do when the truck from Hong Kong arrived, and the driver handed him a big envelope.

The envelope contained photographs and a note from the Sixth Miss Guo. Her delight filled the words scribbled on the note; she kept bragging about herself, overflowing with self-praise. To Yan Fei, everything she wrote merely amounted to one term: showing-off!

As soon as Yan Fei got the photo, it was snatched away by Xiang Rui and others who started commenting on it excitedly, "This is Hong Kong! So grand, we don’t even have buildings this tall in our city!"

"Yes! There are so many cars in the streets; look, we don’t even have this type of car here!"

"Yeah, look at this seaview! The ship is gorgeous, it’s called a cruise ship on TV, right? So pretty, it’d be great if we could ride it and see the ocean someday..."

"Wow, this picture must be taken from the sky. It couldn’t be... they took the photo from an airplane, did they? Amazing..."

"Is it really? I’ve never been on a plane..."

"Take a look! The road here is suspended in the air, this has to be a highway, right?"

"Oh! Look how high this car is; it’s a double-decker, just like a building..."

"It’s all exactly like what we see on TV!"

"No wonder, those TV shows are filmed in Hong Kong!"

A bunch of bumpkins who’ve never even left Wancheng district. All they ever talk is nonsense. If Wancheng City had the strength to compete with the Newly Industrial Economics, where on earth would the economy be now!

The photos from Hong Kong excited them so much their faces turned red. You see this stuff on TV, but it always feels so far away, like it’s not even real. Now, thinking about the truck that regularly comes to pick up the beef, looking at these photos people have sent, it feels so much more tangible, and not so far away after all...

But that’s not even the main point. What the Sixth Miss Guo really wanted them to see was not the casually shot scenery of Hong Kong, but the photo in Yan Fei’s hand.

This photo was so large, it had been made into a poster.

Unfolding it revealed a background of a not-so-tall skyscraper and the main focus lay on the massive promotional poster atop the building.

Upon the poster, the first thing you saw was an endless field of green. The entire space was filled with forage grass. A few vague purple flowers at the forefront served as a reminder that this was Medicago sativa.

A gently winding stream flowed through the endless sea of Medicago sativa. The clear river water allowed a glimpse of the fish and shells at the bottom, as well as the sand and pebbles.

By the river, there were two cows, one large and one small. The larger one stood quietly under the setting sun, while the smaller one frolicked and jumped about, with its hooves in mid-air and its tail flung backward, making the calf look extremely lively, and thus breathing life into the whole scene, everything seemed so vibrant.

The blank space of the picture was then filled with lines of artistic font:

Over 10,000 years of domestication history,

More than 6,000 years of cattle farming and grazing,

This is where the earliest tamed cattle on the planet came from.

After more than 4,000 years of cultivation.

Creating the top breed of beef.

From the mysterious, vast continent.

The long-overlooked and forgotten...

Sancha River,

Morning Glory Pasture’s

Premium Beef.

Patriotism, starts with tasting the beef of our Motherland!

That’s not all. Below these large characters were accompanying illustrations. For instance, the background for the first sentence about ten thousand years of domestication was a scene of primitive people hunting and pursuing wild cattle. Beneath the second sentence was an image of herding cattle; the third sentence was paired with an image of ploughing with cattle.

Besides the words ’premium beef’, there was a plate of beef with white and red marbling, looking incredibly beautiful. And the background for the words ’Sancha River’ was clearly a prairie with the confluence of three rivers; the large characters beside ’Morning Glory Pasture’ were a few vague trumpet flowers with dew droplets on them...

What’s more, in one corner of the promotional image, there was subtly included a bamboo forest and colorful flower sea...

Then, at the very bottom of the photo, a few large characters completely ruined the beauty of the entire poster: Yan Xiaofei, this promotional poster of mine, along with the song ’My Chinese Heart’ played during opening day, have all been included in a television documentary!!!

The three exclamation marks left Yan Fei somewhat dumbfounded, showing just how satisfied the Sixth Miss Guo was with everything, and how content she was with her business!

Looking at the poster in his hand and then at his beef farm, Yan Fei didn’t know what to say.

Before he could say anything, his aunt had already got a glimpse of the poster in his hand. She leaned over and saw the words ’Sancha River Morning Glory Pasture’. She cried out in surprise, "Oh! Our Sancha River is famous in Hong Kong!"

"There are who knows how many places called Sancha River across the nation! Who knows where the Sancha River on this is?" Fearing that his aunt and the others would get overly excited, Yan Fei hastily ’kindly’ reminded them.

"Of course it’s our Sancha River! It even says the name of our beef farm!" the girls replied, their faces glowing with pride.

"Not gonna lie, I always thought the name Boss Yan came up with was really old-fashioned, but seeing it written here, it seems kind of Western-style!" Xiang Rui took the poster from him, lost in thought, unclear whether this was a compliment or insult...

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