Chapter Index

    Chapter 71: The Eunuch Dog is Inhuman

    Drunk, old uncle, and a duck shop.

    These three seemingly ordinary words, in reality, are extremely subtle. They can instantly generate countless combinations in people’s minds.

    Especially with the gossip-loving nature of people nowadays, and the information overload online, such UC-style sensational headlines can easily ignite endless speculation among netizens.

    “Hey, this is interesting! Let’s click in and take a look!”

    “Holy crap! Is this a lonely babe’s country love story?”

    “Wow~ a duck shop, that’s so exciting!”

    After seeing the title, the vast number of Zhihu users, while secretly yelling “yoyoyo,” jumped into Rong Ziyan’s deep pit without any hesitation.

    Even though the vast majority of them had previously been tricked by Rong Ziyan’s triple deep pit and wished they could strangle him through the internet, they still couldn’t resist when such a tempting title appeared before their eyes.

    Sure enough, after clicking in, it was the familiar “selling dog meat with a sheep’s head” style.

    No ambiguity, no wild speculation, nothing! It turned out to be social news.

    Damn it! During leisure time, wouldn’t it be better to read something interesting? Why click in to read about the tragic natural disasters in rural animal husbandry?

    Even with these thoughts in mind, their eyes couldn’t stop reading.

    Because this wasn’t about selling misery, but about real events.

    Rong Ziyan’s writing style wasn’t like the cold and mechanical official descriptions in the social news section. Instead, it was like telling a story, bringing each character vividly to life in the hearts of the readers.

    From the perspective of a veterinarian temporarily assigned to provide support, he depicted the situation of the entire village when the epidemic broke out.

    The tone wasn’t gloomy. The clashes between the foul-mouthed village chief and the blunt young veterinarian actually made people laugh.

    Especially the way the ducks were portrayed so cutely, many people felt the urge to raise ducks right away after reading it.

    But this joy was just a superficial tranquility.

    After the night grew quiet, the village chief and the young veterinarian sat at the dinner table, drinking. One was drunk and teary-eyed, while the other lowered his head in silence. The quiet scene couldn’t help but make people feel a pang of sadness.

    Yes! What could they do? Farmers, facing the yellow earth and working with their backs to the sky, relied on these ducks and the crops in their fields for the whole year.

    Natural disasters and man-made calamities, in other people’s mouths, might just be a passing sigh. But for farmers, it was a life-and-death matter.

    Indeed, things weren’t like the past. Most families had some savings now, and wouldn’t starve to death in the winter like before.

    But in reality? Was not starving to death happiness?

    Where would the money for their children’s tuition come from? Where would the medical expenses for the elderly come from? The road in the village was already broken, where would they get the money to repair it?

    One by one, the hardships were filled with the bitterness brought by poverty.

    These ducks, for the villagers, weren’t just money, they were their lives.

    “I feel this so much. I was born in the 80s, and my family grew watermelons. When I was little, a hailstorm in the summer ruined all the watermelons in the whole village. That year, there was barely any meat on the table at home for the New Year.”

    “Me too. My family raised pigs. Every time there was a sign of foot-and-mouth disease or swine fever, my parents would be so nervous they couldn’t sleep all night, fearing that their family might be affected.”

    “Sigh, life isn’t easy for anyone! Natural disasters and man-made calamities, they’re everywhere. Grain production decreases, the price of by-products goes up, but wages don’t, and we can’t make a living.”

    For a moment, everyone who read this post felt a heavy weight in their hearts. They couldn’t wait to see what happened next.

    And then, the conflict with the factory side made these dark clouds dissipate a bit, and they couldn’t help but laugh again.

    “What a goddamn logic genius, ‘three-no products’ are pets.”

    “Hahahaha, who would raise more than 2300 pets? I can’t take it, I asked my lawyer friend, and they said it’s really possible to do this!”

    “Oh my god! Isn’t that factory going to be screwed? More than four million in medical expenses!”

    “Stop it, this is a good thing, the village is saved!”

    As if things had taken a turn for the better, the previously suppressed atmosphere was swept away, and the final climax finally came.

    If the duck meat quality wasn’t good enough, then they could make money by other means. Ducks could be used in many ways, and compared to relatively fatty duck meat, duck products were even more popular.

    When boneless duck feet appeared, the entire situation finally reversed. In other words, as long as this business could succeed, the village could rely on its own strength to process the ducks into food and sell them online in the future.

    And those villagers who had been worried about the sick ducks finally glimpsed a glimmer of hope.

    So, did they succeed?!

    Almost everyone who read this had the same thought. Like watching those male-focused power fantasy novels, they were waiting for the moment the humble protagonist made a comeback and slapped the faces of his enemies.

    However, Rong Ziyan, after laying the groundwork and pulling the readers’ emotions to a fever pitch, the result was…

    Not only did the climax abruptly stop, but the post also ended abruptly!!!

    Yes, nothing was explained, it just stopped at the moment of the impending turnaround.

    “Holy crap! What the hell is this guy doing? Hurry up and finish the post!”

    “He’s been selling misery and being funny, I’ve shed so many tears, and he doesn’t even talk about what happened next?”

    “How did the lawsuit go? Did the ducks get sold? Has the epidemic been brought under control? Is it cured? Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh I’m going crazy!”

    It was like going to a popular restaurant with high expectations, spending a lot of money on a bunch of “must-try” dishes, and the last bite ended up being worse than your mother’s simple stir-fried tomatoes and eggs. Spending hundreds of dollars, only to buy loneliness and go home. Just thinking about it was infuriating.

    The System: “Holy crap! Rong! Look at the resentment points! Quickly quit Zhihu, you’re going to get cursed to death!”

    But Rong Ziyan wasn’t worried at all. Instead, he casually said, “Let me finish these few questions.”

    System: …So, even at a critical moment of life and death, you’re still doing what the hell?

    He took a closer look and went straight into self-isolation.

    Rong Dog was indeed Rong Dog, sooner or later he would be tied up and beaten to death.

    Zhihu: Today, my girlfriend and I did something very romantic. We went to the cinema. I bought a ticket for seat 20 in row 5, and she bought a ticket for seat 14 in row 13. We weren’t together, but it felt so sweet. I don’t know why!

    Rong Ziyan: Thanks for inviting me. It’s probably because your girlfriend wasn’t by your side, making it more convenient for you to sleep openly.

    Zhihu: If a woman gets angry, it’s okay, just go home and coax her. If that doesn’t work, spend some money. There’s no woman that money can’t fix. If that still doesn’t work, you can get married. After all, after marriage, she has no choice but to tolerate me.

    Rong Ziyan: Thanks for inviting me. So, you’re still single.

    System: Rong! Calm down, you really aren’t suitable for the relationship section.

    Rong Ziyan was very confident: Don’t talk nonsense, I obviously get the most likes for every answer I give.

    Yes! They all wanted to beat you, so they would give you attention.

    Even though the System said so, it had to admit that this year’s Zhihu users were indeed very outstanding, perfectly fulfilling the characteristics of tools. In just one day, Rong Ziyan had collected enough gold coins to buy the formula.

    System: Now, we can finally rest easy.

    Rong Ziyan nodded and went to the village chief with the formula.

    The village chief was old. He had drunk too much last night and made a ruckus all night. He couldn’t get out of bed during the day today.

    When Rong Ziyan arrived, the village chief had just gotten out of bed. His head started buzzing when he saw him.

    He remembered Rong Ziyan playing the suona in the middle of the night. What the hell was that he was playing? He was almost sent away on the spot.

    The worst thing was his nephew, who actually came over with mourning bands. Did he think he was going to die right there?

    “That brat has bad intentions!”

    Rong Ziyan: “Old man, how about we have another drink?”

    The village chief quickly shook his head, “That’s enough, that’s enough. I’m too old to drink anymore!”

    Rong Ziyan suppressed his laughter and gave the village chief the formula in his hand.

    “I didn’t explain it clearly last night when I was drunk. This is the method I came up with.” When talking about serious matters, Rong Ziyan also dropped his usual joking demeanor and explained the details to the village chief.

    According to Rong Ziyan’s idea, the government was now encouraging rural economic development. If they established a food company under the village’s joint contract model, it would be much smoother in terms of procedures. There would also be many tax benefits.

    More importantly, as long as they could find a suitable sales channel, the villagers could sell their own ducks in the future and wouldn’t have to rely on others like they did now.

    “But, but can this work?” The village chief was tempted by the pie that Rong Ziyan had drawn, and he knew that Rong Ziyan’s idea was indeed feasible.

    But he had never done it before, and he was still a bit apprehensive.

    So, Rong Ziyan told him about his previous partnership with the villagers to sell salted duck eggs and salted fish.

    The village chief logged into Taobao and Douyin and watched the videos and sales volume of the village chief’s videos. The huge numbers stunned him.

    “Can our village do this too?”

    “Of course!”

    The village chief fell into deep thought. It wasn’t until a long while that he nodded in agreement, “Boy, on behalf of all the villagers, thank you!”

    Rong Ziyan quickly stopped the village chief who was about to bow to him.

    Once they had a plan, the follow-up was easy to work on. Rong Ziyan still contributed his technology as a stake, and the split was still 20% for him and 80% for the villagers.

    Two more days passed, and the village’s ducks finally gradually recovered. The lawyer in charge of the lawsuit also arrived from the factory side.

    Everything had returned to normal.

    Rong Ziyan and the others had finished their sampling and were about to move on to the next place.

    When they left, everyone in the village came to see them off and even made a banner for them.

    Old Wu helped Rong Ziyan collect them one by one and then got back into the car.

    In the car, Luo Xia took out a bag of boneless duck feet from Rong Ziyan’s backpack. As she munched on them, she asked Rong Ziyan, “What are we going to do with all of this? We can’t eat it all even if we eat until we die!”

    Luo Xia wasn’t being paranoid. Rong Ziyan’s two hundred lottery pulls had produced almost two thousand packs of duck feet. The trunk was packed full. She didn’t know what to do with them all.

    But Rong Ziyan said calmly, “It’s okay, when we get to a place where we can send express deliveries, we’ll send them all out.”

    Luo Xia: “What do you mean?”

    Rong Ziyan: “I’ve already sold them all.”

    Luo Xia: “How did you sell them?”

    Rong Ziyan: “On my WeChat moments!”

    Luo Xia subconsciously opened WeChat and clicked on Rong Ziyan’s moments.

    The latest update was an advertisement.

    “Come eat duck, duck? My feet are super delicious!”

    Below was a plate of boneless duck feet that looked and smelled delicious, and a very confusing meme. A bald little man was trying hard to reach out his short claws toward the screen, with a line of text below, “Hurry and hold my hand, I’ve even thought of the names for our future children”

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