My 1995 Small Farm.

Chapter 711

Chen Ling didn't have any special feelings about these friends from Hong Kong and Taiwan, but Yu Qi'an, who had just come from the village, was very shocked when he saw this group of people.

The old man was really startled.

Chen Ling did not recognize any of the Hong Kong celebrities among them.

He knows most of them.

And I can name them all.

Upon seeing these people, I was overjoyed.

Everyone knows he likes to have fun, but no one expected that he's also a fan of celebrities.

Even his wife, Bai Huining, didn't expect it.

Yu Qi'an hurriedly went to greet them.

His greeting surprised the other side, especially since the old man could even speak a few words of Cantonese...

These Hong Kong celebrities immediately felt a sense of familiarity.

They were all incredibly excited, their minds screaming, "This is the feeling! This is the feeling!"

It's truly heartbreaking. They were household names and admired by everyone in Hong Kong, but here, not only did nobody recognize them, they were also repeatedly scammed and robbed. It's absolutely devastating.

Seeing my fans is like seeing family.

Even though it was just Yu Qi'an, everyone rushed to shake his hand.

Yu Qi'an was both happy and surprised: "I've never met Hong Kong stars before. They look so trendy and stylish. I thought they would be hard to approach. I didn't expect them to be so friendly."

At the same time, I felt a little proud of Chen Ling. My good brother is really amazing. Yesterday, when I heard that people from Hong Kong and Taiwan were coming, I thought they were just some tourists. I didn't expect that there would be a group of big stars.

This made him stand tall and feel incredibly proud.

Chen Ling had already driven the tractor to Huangni Town by then, and was unaware of Yu Qi'an's dealings with these people.

Although it was a sunny day, the sun wasn't very hot; it was rather dim and yellowish, making me feel a little dizzy and listless.

Fortunately, the sun finally came out, the fog in the mountains thinned out, and the air felt much drier than it had been the previous two days.

Chen Ling wasn't bothered by the dazzling sunlight; he remained energetic, driving his tractor and belting out songs as he went. That's just how he is—if he's happy, he wants to go out, and he's cheerful every day.

When we passed through the county town, the place was already in an uproar.

The discussion is all about the donkey-headed wolf.

Chen Ling no longer held the same disbelief attitude towards such strange events as before.

But upon hearing that the hoof was bigger than a bowl, a skeptical thought crossed his mind: could it be an animal like the Wild Boar King, which had grown into an oddly shaped creature?

What if something like this comes out again...

His hunting rifle was itching for a shot.

Moreover, ever since the last time he encountered the Wild Boar King, he decided that if he encountered such a creature again, he would take it into his cave and raise it.

Such a large object can very well satisfy a man's collecting obsession.

There are just too many people here right now.

He didn't want to squeeze into the crowd to see the hoof prints.

They continued driving the tractor towards Huangni Town.

The roads in Huangni Town are now completely repaired. Before, when the biscuit factory was blocking the road, the roads weren't fully repaired yet.

These days, the speed of road construction is nothing like the astonishing speed that would shock the world in later generations. Plus, they are in the mountains, so they can't expect too much from the progress of road construction.

The tractor sped along the newly built road, and Chen Ling made his way to Huangni Town. Han Chuang knew he was coming and had already prepared the flour for making spicy strips early in the morning.

The working principle of a spicy snack machine is also simple.

It simply involves adding dough to a machine, puffing it, and then cutting it into pieces.

The remaining step, putting the spicy strips into the seasoning container, still needs to be done manually.

As for the shape of spicy strips, there's only one type: strips. They haven't gone for anything fancy yet.

If the spicy snack machine doesn't have any problems, you can make other molds and press them into various desired shapes during the puffing process.

Shape and taste.

It is a powerful tool for upgrading and replacing old products, as well as for market competition.

Chen Ling simply gives advice and ideas on how to make money to her relatives and friends.

If they want to grow big, they will work hard themselves.

I simply guide you through the basics.

Launching new products is entirely up to his own whim.

Even with Sun Yanhong's restaurant, in which he held a large share, he decided to operate entirely based on his mood.

He only focuses on hygiene quality, and he really can't tolerate any imperfections in that regard.

The experiment with the spicy snack machine was quite successful.

Inside the cannery, Chen Ling watched as strands of white, spicy noodles, resembling beef tendon noodles, were compressed and expanded. Smelling the steaming aroma of the noodles mixed with the smell of machine oil, he felt a great sense of accomplishment.

He thought he could be considered the founder of a small industry.

However, this feeling came and went quickly, and soon he was attracted by a patch of dead bees outside the warehouse not far away.

The cannery produces a sweet treat, and this winter hasn't been too cold; on sunny days, bees even come out to look for food.

"Sigh, even though it's not freezing cold this year, flying out at this time is a death sentence."

"It seems we need to build the greenhouse quickly, otherwise a lot of bees will die for nothing."

He examined the bees' pitiful state, his mind preoccupied with other things.

Suddenly I felt that the greenhouse I designed might be a bit too small.

Because it was only then that he belatedly realized that there was a lot of stuff he needed to put in his greenhouse.

Raising geese, raising fish fry, hatching chicks, setting up beehives...

Finally, I need to plant vegetables. Damn, am I being too greedy, wanting to get a little of everything?
No, this isn't greed. I want to raise the things I raise well, how can that be called greed? This is being responsible.

"Lingzi, the machine is smoking, it's stuffed with too much dough, come and take a look."

"Huh? Did it fail?"

Chen Ling was startled and got up to run towards the spicy snack machine.

Han Chao's spicy snack machine is very precise, but sometimes the more precise it is, the more likely it is to cause problems.

The three of them studied it for a while.

Chen Ling mainly made demands.

The Han brothers were responsible for disassembling, repairing, and modifying the machines.

After fiddling with it all morning, I finally got the machine working.

This time it's not smoking, it's running normally, and it's not getting clogged.

However, just to be on the safe side, Chen Ling definitely can't take the machine away now.

Han Chao wrote down Chen Ling's various requirements and the current modification steps, planning to make two more and continue exploring.

Compared to what their cannery made, this little machine cost almost nothing, and since he was also interested in it, it wasn't a big deal at all.

"Lingzi, can spicy strips be canned?"

"You're overthinking it. There's no need to put in that effort. As long as the machine is set up, simple production is enough to make money. You should continue working on your canning jars!"

"Oh, by the way, do you want me to take you to the glass factory and have them make you a big fish tank?"

"I don't want to have too many fish tanks at home. I'll go back and think about what kind to get, and then I'll go back another day when I'm testing the machine."

Chen Ling actually wanted two cylindrical fish tanks, tall and long, to keep fish for the children to play in.

The round one at home is too short, but Rui Rui likes it very much.

However, as Chen Ling mentioned, too much of it doesn't look good.

The farm environment is also not suitable for setting up.

"That's true, if you have too many things at home, it gets messy, right?"

"Yes, let me think about it. I think I'll just install a big fish tank in my house in the city. It'll be just for fun."

"Yeah, you have a nice house in the city, so it would be stylish to have a nice fish tank. You could raise a few of those arowanas you mentioned, hehe, that would be so classy..."

Han Chuang has seen a lot this year, even fish worth thousands or tens of thousands of yuan, and now he speaks differently than before.

However, the matter of raising arowanas did serve as a reminder to Chen Ling.

He couldn't help but imagine: he had introduced so many new fish species this year, some glowing in the dark, some with mutated butterfly tails, some with mutated phoenix tails, and some that swam in groups with characters appearing on them...

When the time comes, I'll put them all in the fish tank and give them a makeover; they'll definitely look amazing.

This is something he learned from Professor Feng Yi.

It means raising fish well in a fish pond.

Select the best and most beautiful fish species, breed them separately, and then release them into the tank for display.

but.

What makes him even more remarkable than Professor Feng Yi is that he possesses a hidden world within him.

The grotto nurtures a considerable number of mutated fish species.

His red eel was just as good as the red dragonfish.

"Let's go, let's pull the bamboo poles. I'll start building the greenhouse in the next couple of days. If we drag this out, everything will be delayed."

Chen Ling waved his hand and walked out with the tractor crank handle.

Han Chuang then went to push his motorcycle.

Chen Ling was a skilled worker, and Han Chuang had also improved over the past year. Chen Ling carried the bamboo poles, and Han Chuang placed them on the truck bed. They finished in no time.

After loading a truckload of bamboo poles, Chen Ling didn't go home for lunch; instead, he ate lunch at Han Chuang's house.

Then they discovered that the rumors about the donkey-headed wolf had already reached Huangni Town.

In particular, the donkey-headed wolf specifically targets bad people's homes at night.

This terrified everyone in Huangni Town, causing widespread panic.

The people in Huangni Town have never seen the Turtle King, so they believe that without the Turtle King's protection and without someone like Chen Ling nearby, the tiger can't touch them.

Just imagine, sleeping soundly at night, and a terrifying monster barges into your house—that scene is truly frightening.

Just thinking about it sends chills down my spine.

Chen Ling's curiosity was piqued, and he decided to take a look around the tofu shop when he got back.

He thought: If it really is the so-called donkey-headed wolf... it must be a type of wolf!
Perhaps if he takes them into his cave and breeds them with jackals, wolves, and dogs, he can get an unprecedentedly good dog?

Even if it isn't, he'll still catch it.

Since Wang Laifu's funeral, he hasn't gone out for a night hunt for a long time.

Hunting monsters at night sounds exciting!

……

in the afternoon.

When Chen Ling arrived at the small village outside the county town, he finally saw the hoof prints near a tofu shop by a bridge.

Suddenly, a mixture of absurdity and deeper curiosity appeared in his eyes.

Is this really a monster?

Can these hooves really run well in the mountains?

And there are no paw prints on it, yet it's called a donkey-headed wolf?

No, I need to go and take a look at Yangtougou and Niuduzhai another day.

(End of this chapter)