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"What the heck?"

The bald boss was so startled that he dropped the cigarette from his mouth with a "pop."

He picked at his ears, thinking that his hearing, which had been tormented by pig squeals for years, had finally failed him, and looked at Jiang Chen with disbelief.

"Brother...brother, say it again? Which one do you want?"

Jiang Chen's expression remained unchanged, and his outstretched finger pointed steadily once again at the most conspicuous "pig king" in the pigpen.

"That one over there, the strongest one."

The bald boss's eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

He has been running a pig farm in this town for seven or eight years. He has seen pig dealers from all over the country, as well as city bosses who drive up in Mercedes-Benz to buy a few pounds of black pork to try.

This is the first time in history that someone has asked for a whole live pig and specifically requested that he keep it for breeding, as it is their "treasure of the farm"!

"My goodness! You're not kidding, are you?"

The bald boss swallowed hard and pointed at the black boar that was still grunting.

"Do you know how heavy that pig is? It's one of our breeding pigs! It grew up eating only grains and vegetable leaves, and it's all muscle!"

"The meat alone would weigh at least two hundred pounds! Your family... your family owns a big restaurant?"

Jiang Chen shook his head, his expression remaining as calm as if he were buying a head of cabbage at the market.

"I don't run a restaurant; I just eat at home."

After saying that, he took out his phone, skillfully opened the payment code, and handed it to the boss.

"I want the whole head."

"From head to toe, inside and out, including the pig's head, trotters, and offal, I want it all."

Jiang Chen looked at the dumbfounded bald boss and added casually.

"I don't like to be picky when I buy things, it's too much trouble. Let's arrange for someone to do it now and wait for it to be taken away."

Upon hearing this, the bald boss was stunned for a full three seconds.

Immediately, a bright smile, like a chrysanthemum, bloomed on that fleshy face!

"Alright! You're awesome, bro!"

Without saying a word, he took out his payment QR code from his pocket and went to greet him, as if he was afraid that Jiang Chen would change his mind if he was even a second late.

"We'll arrange it for you right away! Immediately!"

Slaughtering a whole pig is the biggest retail deal a pig farm can make at the end of the year!

The boss immediately raised his voice and shouted at the workers who were feeding the pigs in the pigpen.

Stop feeding them! Get the tools ready! Sharpen the knives! We have a special guest!

Upon hearing the commotion, the men also became excited, grabbed whetstones and butcher knives, and got to work with a clanging sound.

The entire pig farm instantly became bustling with activity because of Jiang Chen's deal.

Meanwhile, Uncle Shunzi, still sitting in the driver's seat of the Wuling mini-truck, had his mouth agape, wide enough to fit an egg.

He stared dumbfounded as he watched through the dusty windshield as three or four burly men dragged and pulled the large, fat black pig out.

He swallowed hard, turned his head, and looked at Jiang Chen, who was leaning leisurely against the car door as if nothing had happened.

"Ah Chen..."

Uncle Shunzi's voice trembled slightly.

"This...this is too much! A whole pig!"

"We wouldn't be able to finish this even by next year's Dragon Boat Festival!"

Jiang Chen smiled, took out a pack of Zhonghua cigarettes from his pocket, and handed one to Uncle Shunzi.

Uncle Shunzi waved his hand repeatedly. He usually smokes Hongmei cigarettes that cost five yuan a pack, and he couldn't bear to smoke this "spiritual food" that cost more than twenty yuan a stick.

Jiang Chen ignored him, lit one himself, took a deep drag, and exhaled a string of white smoke rings.

"Uncle, if you can't finish it, just give it away."

His eyes appeared somewhat profound amidst the swirling smoke.

"I've made up my mind. It's almost Chinese New Year in a couple of days, so let's set up a few tables and invite all the elders and young men of the clan to come and have a lively feast of pork stew."

"These days, every household has enough meat to eat, but what they lack is the lively atmosphere and the festive spirit of everyone gathering together."

Uncle Shunzi was stunned when he heard Jiang Chen's words.

He looked at "Er Gouzi," whom he had watched grow up, and suddenly felt a little unfamiliar with him.

These words, this level of vision, don't sound like something a young person in their twenties would say; they sound like the words of a leader who has weathered many storms.

An hour later, the whole pig was processed and cut into several large pieces. The white pork, steaming hot, filled a whole truck bed.

The bald boss personally used a calculator to do the math, rounding down the amount to a total of three thousand five hundred yuan.

Jiang Chen didn't even blink before scanning the QR code to pay.

"Let's go, Uncle Shunzi, next stop!"

"Is there... another stop?"

Uncle Shunzi felt his heart couldn't take it anymore.

Jiang-Chen directed Uncle Shunzi to drive the car directly to the largest aquatic product wholesale market in the county.

The 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month is the peak period for preparing for the New Year.

The market was bustling with noise, and the air was filled with a strong fishy smell and moisture.

Every fishmonger's stall was crowded with people. Elderly men and women wearing reading glasses and carrying shopping baskets were fiercely haggling with the vendors over a few cents per pound.

"Boss, this grass carp is too big; it won't fit in my pot. Do you have any smaller ones?"

"What? This crucian carp costs twelve yuan a pound? Wasn't it only eleven yuan and fifty cents yesterday?"

"Give me a fat one! One with a big belly!"

Jiang Chen didn't care about the noisy environment. He led Uncle Shunzi through the crowd and went straight to the back of the market, next to the largest fish cart.

This entire blue truck was filled with water and oxygen pumps in its cargo box.

Hundreds and thousands of large grass carp and silver carp were thrashing and leaping in the water, splashing everywhere. Each one was incredibly lively and had obviously just been caught from the reservoir.

A dark-skinned fishmonger, wearing high-top rain boots, was using a huge net to scoop fish for a restaurant owner, sweating profusely.

Seeing Jiang Chen approaching, he wiped his sweat and asked in a loud voice.

"Handsome, buying fish? Grass carp or silver carp?"

Jiang Chen's gaze swept over the entire truckload of live fish, and then he asked a question that silenced everyone around him.

"Boss, approximately how many kilograms does this truckload weigh?"

The fishmonger paused for a moment, then estimated, "Just weighed it. Gross weight over 800 jin (400 kg). After deducting water and freight, the cleaned fish is probably around 500-600 jin (250-300 kg). Handsome, which one would you like to pick? Big or small? I'll scoop it out for you."

The elderly women and men who were picking out fish nearby also looked over curiously.

Jiang Chen shook his head, and then, to everyone's astonishment, he stretched out his hand and casually waved it.

That air of extravagance seemed out of place, yet exceptionally dazzling, in a place as bustling as a vegetable market.

"I'm not picky anymore."

"I'm buying the whole truckload."

"You do the math, then drive the car straight to Jiangjia Village."

"Buzz—"

The elderly men and women buying fish around them went completely blank for a moment, as if they had been muted.

Everyone stared at Jiang Chen as if he were an alien.

Buying fish...by the car?

Is this young man a relative of the Dragon King, or did the mental hospital forget to close its doors today?

The fishmonger himself was so excited that he slipped and almost fell into his own fish cart.

He used the net to support himself on the ground and steady himself, his voice trembling.

"Wait...and take care of everything?"

"Handsome! You...you're not kidding me, are you? This truckload of fish, even at wholesale price, would be worth five or six thousand yuan!"

Jiang Chen was too lazy to say anything more.

He pulled out his phone and pointed it at the QR code for payment hanging around the fishmonger's neck.

"drop!"

A crisp notification sound rang out.

"The 5,000 yuan deposit has been transferred. The final payment will be made upon delivery to the destination, with any overpayment refunded and any underpayment collected."

Jiang Chen put away his phone, glanced at the crowd who were completely petrified, and urged the fishmonger.

"Hurry up."

"I'm in a hurry, I'll go home and fry the fish pieces."