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John and two slaughterhouse workers changed into sterilized suits, shoe covers, head coverings, and masks at the entrance.

Su Chen pushed open the door to the processing room, which was brightly lit.

The workbench, knives, and cold chain box were all placed in place.

The veterinarian was already waiting in the processing room, wearing a white coat and a mask.

"John, you'll be the surgeon today, and I'll be watching the whole thing."

John nodded.

Su Chen went to the livestock shed to herd the cattle.

The first one is N-12.

Su Chen opened the door to the cowshed.

N-12 followed him out, walking very slowly, without any stress response.

Su Chen guided N-12 to the slaughter area.

The slaughtering area is located behind the processing room and is a separate compartment.

The floor was covered with anti-slip mats, and electric shock devices were hung on the wall.

John operated the electric shock device quickly, and the cow did not struggle.

Ben was taking notes nearby.

The two butchers began cutting the meat.

The first steak is placed on the work surface.

The snowflake pattern is dense and uniform, and the color is bright red.

John picked up the steak, flipped it over to look at it, and then touched the fat layer.

"Mr. Su, the quality of this meat is even better than top-grade Wagyu beef."

Su Chen walked over and took a look; the system panel popped up.

Beef Quality Testing

[Location: Eyelid]

Snowflake Level: 9+

Color: Bright red

Fat distribution: even.

Su Chen closed the panel without saying a word.

The slaughterhouse workers continued cutting the meat.

Sirloin, ribeye, tenderloin, and beef shank are each displayed separately.

Each piece of meat is labeled with a traceability tag, which includes the cattle's number and the date it was butchered.

Ben walked over and checked the label.

"The label information is complete and can be added to the database."

Once the meat is cut into pieces, it is placed in a cold chain box and covered with ice packs.

Dazhuang walked in from the door, picked up the cold chain box, and carried it into the cold chain storage room.

The movement was steady, and the box wasn't bumped or damaged.

By 10 a.m., the first ten cows had all been butchered.

John weighed and tallied the items, then came over with his notebook.

"Mr. Su, the first ten cows yielded an average of 1350 pounds of meat each, which is 20 pounds more than expected."

Su Chen took the notebook and looked at it; the data was fine.

Emma came from the main house, carrying a notebook.

"Su Chen, the first batch of supply list is ready."

Su Chen took it and flipped through it.

The weight, cut, and tag number of each cow are all listed on it.

John loaded the beef onto the truck, ready to transport it to the Whitefish Town store.

The refrigerated truck started and slowly drove away.

Anderson parked his car at the ranch entrance and stood outside the fence, looking inside.

Su Chen walked over and pushed open the fence gate.

"Anderson, what's up?"

"I was just passing by and saw you were busy, so I came to check on you."

Anderson glanced toward the processing area, just as the refrigerated truck drove out.

"How's the quality of the beef?"

"good."

Anderson stared at the refrigerated truck for a few seconds without saying a word.

Su Chen didn't say anything more and turned back to the processing room.

The remaining fifteen cows were slaughtered.

I kept a close eye on everything and checked every piece of meat.

Back in town, John's store had already put up a sign that read, "Sunset Cow Premium Beef Arrives."

Residents of the town passed by and stopped to look.

"Five hundred dollars per pound? Are you crazy?"

"Who can afford this price?"

John didn't explain, and put the beef in the refrigerator.

Each piece of meat was labeled, and a copy of a health and quarantine certificate was placed next to it.

Someone came in, looked at the price, and then left.

Some people stayed behind and asked John, "May we have some?"

John cut a small piece, fried it, cut it into several pieces, and placed them on a small plate.

Several people tasted it and looked at each other.

"The taste is definitely different."

"It's even better than the Michelin-starred restaurant I ate at in Bozeman."

The first person bought three pounds, and the second person bought two pounds.

The news spread throughout the town.

On Su Chen's side, the remaining fifteen cows were all butchered and put into storage.

It was already evening.

John tidied up the tools, wiped the workbench clean, and hung the knives back on the wall.

"Mr. Su, all twenty-five heads have been sold today. We'll officially start selling them tomorrow."

Su Chen nodded.

I organized today's notes and put them in a file folder.

"Mr. Su, I will send the beef sample to the state-level testing center for retesting tomorrow."

Su Chen said, "We must obtain authoritative certification to dispel market doubts."

Ben nodded, took the file bag, and left.

John drove away with two slaughterhouse workers.

Juan and Luis cleaned the processing area, rinsed the floor, and wiped down the workbenches.

Su Chen stood at the entrance of the processing room, looking at the cold chain storage room.

Black Fang led his pack of wolves on patrol along the fence.

Ling Feng descended from the sky and landed on his shoulder.

Dazhuang was lying at the door with half a piece of meat in his mouth.

Su Chen patted Da Zhuang's head.

Emma came out of the main house, holding a notebook in her hand.

"It's all done today, twenty-five cows, total weight 33,750 pounds."

Su Chen nodded.

"Official sales begin tomorrow."

Emma made a note in her notebook.

Su Chen walked towards the main house.

Black Fang followed.

Ling Feng flew off his shoulder and landed on the roof.

Dazhuang stood up and followed behind him.

Su Chen pushed open the door to the main house.

Emma was organizing files in the living room when she looked up at him.

"John just messaged me saying that the store sold twenty pounds."

Su Chen nodded and went into the study.

The system panel pops up:

[Slaughter Statistics for This Round]

Quantity: 25

Total weight: 33750 lbs

Price: $500 per pound

Estimated total value: US$1687.5 million

Su Chen turned off the panel.

Outside the window, the lights in the livestock shed were off.

The lights in the processing room were also turned off.

Only the lights in the cold storage room were still on.

Official sales begin tomorrow.

......

John's store opens at eight in the morning, and the refrigerated display case is full of Sunset Cow beef.

Next to each piece of meat was a price tag: $500 a pound.

The news spread throughout Whitefish Town.

In the town's central square, several people were chatting together.

"Five hundred dollars a pound? Has Su Chen gone mad?"

"Regular beef only costs a few dollars a pound, who can afford that price?"

"It's definitely just hype; the price will drop in a few days."

The owner of the small-town budget restaurant walked into John's store, glanced at the price list, and looked displeased.

"John, this price is too high, our restaurant can't afford it."

John was cutting meat and didn't even look up.

"You get what you pay for with our beef."

The owner of the budget restaurant snorted and turned to leave.

Residents of the small town posted on social media:

"Sunset Ranch beef at $500 a pound? Is this robbery?"

Someone commented below the post:

"Su Chen is a despicable person who makes money through dishonest means."

"How can ordinary people afford such expensive beef?"

"Anyone who patronizes his business is a fool!"

Some people didn't say anything, they just silently forwarded the message.

Agricultural input supplier Luke drove past the store.

Seeing a crowd gathered at the entrance, I stopped my car and walked over.

Someone asked him curiously:

"Luke, you're supplying Su Chen with animal feed. Is his beef really worth five hundred dollars?"

Luke stopped and turned to look at the man.

Do you know what kind of feed he uses?