TWWMABMTBH Chapter 70

Chapter 70: The Ducks’ Funeral

The System suddenly felt that Rong Ziyan was probably the Heavenly Path’s biological son.

Just look at how unlucky this guy was, yet every time, he could turn a crisis into an opportunity and find a breakthrough.

But Rong Ziyan, who was originally a bit tipsy and muddled, was staring blankly at the pile of boneless duck feet on the bed.

The System subconsciously felt that his reaction seemed different from usual.

Sure enough, after opening one and tasting it, Rong Ziyan was first stunned for a moment, then took a bag, filled it with boneless duck feet, and staggered out the door.

“Host! Host!” This village was nestled against the mountains, unlike Beijing.

Rong Ziyan was unfamiliar with the place, and a fall could easily cause problems.

But Rong Ziyan didn’t respond at all, and even groped his way to the village chief’s house.

“Holy crap! Rong! You’re really drunk! Stop!”

Rong Ziyan’s mind was fuzzy, and the System’s words exploded in his ears as a jumble of random code. It made his head hurt, so he simply blocked the System.

System: ??? Is this how unreasonable you get when drunk?

But Rong Ziyan was just that unreasonable.

He was really exhausted today. Luo Xia was already fast asleep, hugging her blanket. Even the accompanying doctor and two drivers had gone to bed.

Old Wu was on the phone with Ji Shu, talking about recent events and Rong Ziyan’s situation.

Just then, he heard movement outside the door and quickly turned to look, just in time to see Rong Ziyan staggering towards the exit.

“The boss might be going somewhere, I’ll go take a look.”

“Don’t hang up, what’s wrong with him?” Ji Shu’s voice came from the other end of the phone.

“Yes,” Old Wu replied, walking outside, and coming face-to-face with Rong Ziyan’s somewhat dazed eyes.

“Looks like he’s drunk?” Old Wu wasn’t sure.

But Rong Ziyan reacted to the word “drink” and pointed outside, “Village chief.”

“You want to find the village chief?” Old Wu tried to dissuade him, “It’s so late, boss, he’s already asleep.”

Rong Ziyan stubbornly repeated, “Village chief.”

“…” There was no reasoning with a drunk, and Old Wu was also exhausted.

In the end, Ji Shu laughed on the phone, “Just take him there, as long as the lights are off and there’s no noise, he won’t knock on the door and bother anyone.”

“It’s so late…”

“He’s stubborn when he’s drunk. If you don’t let him take a look, he won’t sleep all night. He won’t sober up either.”

“So is he drunk or not?!” Old Wu couldn’t help but mutter, feeling that Rong Ziyan’s drinking behavior was strange.

So, in the end, Rong Ziyan went to the village chief’s house, carrying the bag of boneless duck feet he had just drawn.

Who could have expected that Rong Ziyan would cause such a commotion after drinking, and that the village chief would also be up to something!

In the middle of the night, the village chief’s house was brightly lit, and just as they reached the door, they heard the village chief singing inside.

This time, it wasn’t the song they had heard before. It was a very gentle folk song.

“Brother and sister, little lovers,” it was obviously a song for his wife.

A normal person would have left. But Rong Ziyan actually went inside. Not only that, but he also stood in the courtyard and shouted for the village chief to come out and drink.

“Uncle~ I have a solution for the ducks, let’s…drink until we’re drunk?” Rong Ziyan shook the bag in his hand, tilting his head to look at the village chief.

The village chief hadn’t noticed before, but when he heard about a solution for the ducks, he immediately stopped singing and rushed towards Rong Ziyan.

The village chief’s son tried to stop him several times, but failed, and in the end, could only let his father talk to Rong Ziyan.

“Drink, drink!” In fact, neither of them was holding wine, just bowls of herbal tea.

But the two drunks couldn’t taste the difference. Rong Ziyan even pointed at the duck feet on the table and said, “If they can’t get fat, we don’t have to sell the meat, we can sell duck products!”

Although his mind was still hazy, Rong Ziyan already had a general idea in his head.

The village chief munched on a duck foot, speechless for a while, while his son asked Rong Ziyan, “But Dr. Rong, our ducks have been sick. Will people be willing to buy them if they know that?”

Rong Ziyan waved his hand, “We can make product immune. If the procedures are complete, there will definitely be people who feel disgusted. But there will also be people who don’t care and will consume them.”

“There are… only about two thousand ducks in the village. If they can be processed into food, there really wouldn’t be that much.”

“When I was selling salted duck eggs at our school, I could sell hundreds of them in a day.”

“???” Old Wu was a little dumbfounded by Rong Ziyan’s words. He thought Rong Ziyan was a researcher, so what was with selling salted duck eggs?

Seeing that they didn’t understand, Rong Ziyan patted his chest generously, “Me, I’m a WeChat business owner!”

“Not only…salted duck eggs, but also salted fish, goose eggs, and…” Rong Ziyan paused, his mind blanked for a moment. After a long silence, he blurted out, “A suona?”

“A suona?” This time, Old Wu was certain that Rong Ziyan was absolutely drunk. His words didn’t make any sense.

But Rong Ziyan was particularly insistent. Seeing that Old Wu didn’t believe him, he actually reached into his clothes. He actually pulled out a suona.

Even the village chief was shocked this time.

But Rong Ziyan fiddled with the suona, musing, “I’ll play you something hardcore!”

“…” Old Wu wanted to say something, but Rong Ziyan had already put the suona to his lips.

Next, a loud suona sound rang out. Not just those in the house, but everyone in the village shivered and sat up with a start.

“Which idiot isn’t sleeping in the middle of the night!” Curses immediately rose up.

But Rong Ziyan played more and more enthusiastically, finally going into the courtyard. He played a very moving “Crying at Seven Passes”.

The key was that it was late at night, one in the morning. Those who had been shouting curses instantly shut their mouths. They just felt chills all over their bodies, as the mournful suona sounds made their bodies feel cold.

“Whose family has had a death?”

“It’s coming from the village chief’s house. Has something happened to the village chief?”

The villagers were enthusiastic. When Rong Ziyan played like this, they all thought that someone had really died at the village chief’s house. Several people with close relationships hurried over.

One considerate person even brought a six-foot strip of mourning cloth, afraid they wouldn’t have time to prepare.

But as soon as they entered the door, they saw the village chief sitting stiffly on the threshold, staring at them with wide eyes.

“There, there are ghosts!”

The one holding the mourning cloth was so scared that he trembled and took off running.

The remaining one was still relatively calm, and pulled the village chief’s son next to him to ask, “What is your dad doing?”

The village chief’s son didn’t know what to say.

Rong Ziyan, who had played enough suona, stopped and said to them, “We’re holding a funeral for the ducks.”

“What? Ducks?”

“Yeah.” Rong Ziyan nodded seriously, “Because we’re going to eat the duckies.”

The villagers: …

The ducks in the nearby pen: QAQ

Rong Ziyan’s drunken antics didn’t stop until dawn.

In the end, it was Old Wu who carried him back.

When Rong Ziyan opened his eyes the next morning, the splitting headache made it hard to remember exactly what he had done last night.

However, a string of system notifications hinted that the situation yesterday was really not simple.

The System was finally released, and the first thing it said to Rong Ziyan was, “Rong! You have completely lost your image.”

Rong Ziyan finally recalled what he had done after getting drunk. He was silent for a while, showing a rare hesitant reaction.

The System thought that Rong Ziyan was embarrassed, and was about to comfort him.

But it never expected that Rong Ziyan would actually count the emotional value and comment, “It seems that the people in our village are quite peaceful!”

System: …

So the reason this guy was silent wasn’t because he was embarrassed, but because he didn’t harvest enough leeks with yesterday’s suona performance?

But in fact, that was indeed the case.

Rong Ziyan had drawn a N-level item, boneless duck feet. So now, the recipe for boneless duck feet had also appeared in the exchangeable items.

But the price was not cheap. Looking at the remaining points in Rong Ziyan’s hands, he would need at least another 400,000 to be able to exchange it.

But according to the itinerary, they would only stay here for a maximum of 5 days.

Five days, 400,000 points. It didn’t sound like much, but in reality, it was a lot.

The System was worried for Rong Ziyan.

But Rong Ziyan was extremely calm. He first went out and told Luo Xia that he would rest today, then returned to his room and took out his laptop.

When Luo Xia saw this scene, she thought that Rong Ziyan was embarrassed because of his drunken antics yesterday, so he was hiding in his room to write a report.

“He’s still young!” Luo Xia shook her head with a smile, her tone carrying a bit of fondness for her junior. Rong Ziyan was usually calm, but he was quite lively after getting drunk, like a teenager.

But Old Wu always felt that Rong Ziyan wasn’t the type to hide away. Plus, remembering what he had said to the village chief yesterday, Old Wu instinctively felt that Rong Ziyan was probably going to do something mischievous.

And that was indeed the case.

The website Rong Ziyan had opened was Zhihu, the tool that had helped him quickly gain countless leeks.

As usual, there was a sea of red mentions and forwards.

Since Rong Ziyan had once again ended his story prematurely last time, some people had given him the nickname “Grand Eunuch”. And Rong Ziyan’s straight-man replies had also become famous.

So, after the last time, many people who posted questions in the emotional section specifically invited Rong Ziyan to answer, wanting to see what kind of insights he had.

But unfortunately, in Rong Ziyan’s eyes, Zhihu was just a tool for harvesting large amounts of emotional value. He didn’t care about daily maintenance or anything like that.

If he wasn’t in a hurry to collect gold coins, he wouldn’t have opened it today.

As a pragmatist, Rong Ziyan was still the same as before.

He first wrote three technical articles.

《How to Incubate Your Goose》, 《What Can You Do When Your Goose is Sick?》, 《Basic Ecology of the Wanxi White Goose》

System: Raising geese isn’t raising pigs, I think there will be few people who ask about this!

Rong Ziyan: It’s okay, people will read it sooner or later.

Then he began today’s main course, the fated unfinished short story.

System: Rong! I don’t think the netizens are stupid. They’ve been tricked by you twice already, they won’t fall for it a third time.

But as soon as he finished speaking, the system saw the title Rong Ziyan had chosen, and immediately lit a candle for the Zhihu netizens.

《After Getting Drunk and Sleeping at My Old Uncle’s House, We Decided to Open a Duck Shop Together》