A 50-year-old man is reborn and becomes a complete slacker, leaving his scumbag children completely

"After careful examination and verification by our experts, the source and route of this fowl plague outbreak were birds."

"Furthermore, our experts have already devised some solutions..."

The gist of this news is that there are now ways to contain fowl plague, and as long as the relevant protective measures are taken, chickens and ducks can still be raised in the future.

The news report also warned people never to eat chickens that died from infectious diseases, as consuming meat from infected chickens that haven't been properly disinfected can lead to infection. So don't risk your health for the sake of saving a little money.

Then there are some management regulations formulated by relevant departments, which specify how to handle these matters, etc.

The news immediately caused a sensation in various places.

"What? Such a huge plague was spread by birds? No wonder it spread so quickly."

"No wonder those chicken farms didn't introduce any sick chickens, but their chickens still got infected with fowl plague. It turns out it was the birds' doing."

"Hiss, there was a dead bird in our chicken coop the other day. It must have been that bird that brought the disease in and killed all eight of my old hens!"

Of course, there were also some more sensitive and intelligent people among them, who immediately said to their families:

"Quick! The avian flu is about to end, and chicken and duck prices will be back. We need to sell our stockpiled pork as soon as possible, because pork prices are definitely going to start to drop! If we don't sell now, it will be too late!"

"Go and sell all the pork we've stockpiled tomorrow. When it's cheaper, we can buy some for ourselves."

"Oh no! I just bought this pork today, and it was ridiculously expensive. Am I going to lose money? I have to sell it right away!"

"Don't go out to buy pork tomorrow. With this kind of news, the price of pork will definitely drop. Let's wait until the price returns to normal before we buy pork. Luckily, we didn't follow the trend and buy pork. Our neighbors bought so much yesterday, they're probably going to lose money."

Zhang Zhaoxing was already getting ready for bed and was sitting on his bed reading a book.

His wife was cleaning outside, listening to the news broadcast while she was cleaning.

The news on the screen happened to be about this chicken plague.

Zhang Zhaoxing vaguely heard this from inside, and immediately jumped off the bed, not caring whether the floor was dirty or cold, and ran barefoot to the living room outside.

His wife outside was startled: "What are you doing? You're not even wearing shoes?"

Zhang Zhaoxing raised his hand: "Don't talk, don't disturb my listening to the news."

"Hiss!" After listening to everything, he couldn't help but gasp: "This Hu Dahai is really no ordinary person!"

"Luckily I listened to Hu Dahai, otherwise if I had stockpiled pork, I wouldn't be able to sell it now!"

At this moment, he could feel the chill emanating from the floor beneath his feet, which filled him with a sense of lingering fear.

I'm so glad I didn't make the decision on my own. Otherwise, if I had bought a whole cold storage of meat, I probably would be broke by now.

On one side, Zhang Zhaoxing's wife was completely confused: "What are you talking about? What Hu Dahai?"

Zhang Zhaoxing quickly recounted the whole story to his wife.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Zhaoxing's wife exclaimed repeatedly, "Thank God, you have such a good friend as Hu Dahai."

"I even saw people scrambling to buy meat at the market today."

“Who says otherwise!” Zhang Zhaoxing agreed.

Meanwhile, in a private room at a state-run restaurant in Hangzhou, ** and Yan Yuming were having dinner together.

The two men were good friends and often got together. There happened to be a black-and-white television in the private room, showing the news, and they heard this particular news item.

"This is amazing!" The person eating exclaimed in surprise when they heard about this. Their hand trembled, and they couldn't even hold their chopsticks steady, causing the meat on their chopsticks to fall off.

**'s unusual behavior naturally caught Yan Yuming's attention, and he asked curiously, "**, what's wrong? What's so amazing?"

"Mayor Yan, do you remember Hu Dahai, the guy we met when we had dinner with Huang Renfa and Li Ruochun last time?" He had lost his appetite and put down his chopsticks to ask.

Yan Yuming was stunned for a moment, then realized and said, "Oh, Hu Dahai, I remember him, he's a pretty good fighter."

He remembered that Hu Dahai had single-handedly taken down quite a few people that day.

He said with a wry smile, "This Hu Dahai is more than just a fighter; he's really capable. I even suspect he has some powerful connections."

"Oh?" The fact that ** mentioned a big shot above him made Yan Yuming feel a bit curious and attentive.

Of course, he didn't dare to keep Yan Yuming in suspense, so he quickly told Yan Yuming about the chicken plague.

"Such a thing exists?" Yan Yuming's face was full of disbelief after hearing this: "His luck is truly unbelievable! Could it be that he really has a powerful figure above him?"

The chicken plague is a matter of probability. If Hu Dahai had only overheard someone in the south mention it and then laid a trap in advance, it is indeed possible that he could have bet on it correctly.

However, Yan Yuming took Hu Dahai's prediction of how quickly the chicken plague would be resolved very seriously.

Even he, a city-level leader, only recently learned that the country had brought in a very capable expert, which explains the remarkably fast response to this chicken plague outbreak. Normally, it would never have been resolved so quickly.

Considering that Hu Dahai had accurately predicted the rerouting of China Road last time, which greatly increased the value of Huang Renfa's factory, Yan Yuming found it hard not to believe that Hu Dahai had connections above him.

Moreover, it seems that this person's rank is at least higher than Yan Yuming's.

Yan Yuming secretly elevated Hu Dahai's status in his mind, thinking that if Hu Dahai ever needed anything in the future, Yan Yuming would offer some assistance. Perhaps he could even connect Hu Dahai with a powerful figure.

And just as this news came out.

In Hangzhou, Li Hongyan's assistant learned of the situation and immediately felt uneasy. He wanted to discuss with Li Hongyan whether they should sell off the pork they had stockpiled as soon as possible.

However, he did not find Li Hongyan in the office.

They had no choice but to go to Li Hongyan's residence again, but no one answered the door after knocking for a long time, so it seemed that he was not at home either.

Li Hongyan's assistant was extremely anxious. He didn't even go home that day. After finding out what was going on outside, he sat in the company waiting for Li Hongyan to arrive so he could talk to her about it.

However, Li Hongyan did not return the next morning. It wasn't until nearly noon that Li Hongyan appeared at the company, reeking of alcohol.

That's right. Last night, Li Hongyan was thinking that since she had made so much money, she should go and have some fun.

So, at his friend's arrangement, he found a very attractive woman, drank with her, and spent the night together. The woman was very skilled and made Li Hongyan feel very comfortable, so he couldn't help but stay a little longer.

"Mr. Li, something terrible has happened!" Li Hongyan's assistant stepped forward anxiously and said, "The country's experts have now solved the chicken plague problem. It looks like pork prices are going to drop."

"No, no, no!" the assistant hurriedly corrected himself, "It's not that the price is going to drop, it's that the price of pork has already dropped!"

"What!" Li Hongyan was stunned.