Ye Tiancheng began to busy himself with great vigor, naturally using the natural pit as a fish pond. The villagers initially had reservations, but seeing him lead them to prosperity and generate substantial income daily, they abandoned the idea of disputing the natural pit. These people understood that hiring someone to dig such a fish pond would cost at least two to three hundred thousand yuan. Now, with a divine pit appearing overnight, it was indeed a matter of envy.
"I say, it's no use being jealous, envious, or hateful, because none of you can come up with hundreds of thousands to buy fish fry?" Ye Tiancheng saw a hint of envy in their eyes and smiled at them. What he said was hard to accept, but it was the truth. Who among the people present could afford that much money? Only he, Ye Tiancheng, had the ability and the courage.
"Talking so much is useless. The current matter is about profit sharing." When money was mentioned, the clan elder stepped forward, having long wanted to discuss matters of profit.
It was said that there were still more than ten days before the wild vegetable harvest. The previously cultivated 15 mu of land were systematically supplying the little fatty's restaurant. The little fatty was mainly responsible for managing the various kitchen affairs of the restaurant, while the front-of-house operations were handled by people sent by Su Muxian. This was because the little fatty was clueless about combat or financial management. If such matters were entrusted to him, the restaurant would surely fail, as financial control was ultimately paramount.
Such things could make humans immensely powerful, but if their minds went astray, it could lead to financial losses. Therefore, finance became the top priority. Before leaving, he did not forget to remind them that finance was more important than anything else, because all efforts were for making money. If there were problems with money, all your efforts would be in vain.
When it came to making money, his ambition was more fervent than anything.
Since the fieldwork was handed over to them, Ye Tiancheng was free to go out and select fish fry.
The place to buy fish fry was about 500 kilometers away. Traveling such a distance from Xiaohe Village to buy fish fry meant buying the best fry, as he wanted to farm wild fish, which had a pleasant name: Yan Zhi Hong.
His Great Wall pickup truck traveled for over two hours, finally reaching the place where Yan Zhi Hong was sold. However, the place was very desolate. According to the internet, the recent economic depression had instantly impacted this once bustling place. Without the chain of capital, coupled with poor sales, it gradually declined. Sporadic, lifeless fish farms met his eyes.
Ye Tiancheng hurried over, wanting to ask why they had stopped. It was originally a good business.
He naturally didn't understand the situation. As he walked over, the boss who sold Yan Zhi Hong fry showed no interest in him. He was closing the fish pond and changing careers.
"I say, young man, if you really want these fish fry, take them, they're free." The boss said this, and the other person was unhappy. After all, he was here for tourism, not robbery. Why would it be free?
"Because these fish fry cannot be released into rivers or seas. This is foreign Yan Zhi Hong. If released into rivers, it could cause ecological pollution. So, I want to get rid of them. If you don't take them, I will have them dug up and buried alive." Ye Tiancheng was very surprised. He hadn't expected these fish fry to be foreign fry; he had always thought Yan Zhi Hong was domestically produced.
It seemed he would have to broaden his knowledge in the future, or he would make a fool of himself.
"I didn't expect Yan Zhi Hong to be foreign fry, it's too surprising." Ye Tiancheng was very curious, staring with wide, bored eyes. Some things were still unclear. Even sacrifices made for certain reasons were unavoidable. If this fisherman had the right to choose, he wouldn't abandon this place, especially since he had tried his best and managed it for many years. Leaving abruptly, he didn't know what else to do. Because he hadn't saved any money over the years, closing the fish farm meant he didn't know what else he could do, feeling a sense of desolation and rootlessness.
If he didn't have elders and children above him, he would have definitely chosen to end his life.
Because his business over the years had been too hard and tiring, he was already weary of life. So, when Ye Tiancheng saw him, his entire being was filled with despair. Under this economic impact, many people, having lost their livelihoods, would undoubtedly become uncertain about how to survive.
This thought of wanting to escape life and the world would occasionally surface and churn in this fellow's mind.
Seeing him view his own life in such a way, Ye Tiancheng couldn't help but laugh: "There is no hurdle that cannot be overcome, and nothing that cannot be surpassed. First, you must believe in yourself. If you don't believe in yourself, how can others believe in you? I'll take all these fish fry, and then I'll come to buy fry once a month. I believe with me here, you can definitely persevere."
"You'll take them all and come once a month?" Hearing these words, hope lit up in his eyes. He never expected someone to save him in his most desperate moment.
"What I say is true, of course, I have no intention of deceiving you. If you don't believe me, let's sign a contract. Sell me these fish fry at the usual price. I'll pick them up once a month, or you can deliver them to our village."
Ye Tiancheng then told him the location of his village, and the fish fry seller also noted down the address.
Then, he loaded all the fish fry into the back of the pickup truck, packed them in special plastic barrels, paid the money, and left for his hometown. After another two hours of bumpy travel, he finally returned to the village, it was already evening, dusk.
The deep pit had already been filled with water, as Ye Tiancheng had instructed the villagers before he left.
Seeing Ye Tiancheng return with a batch of peculiar fish fry, everyone gathered around to watch.
"What kind of fish is this? It's so rare, bright red, like a radish." Clan elder Hou Dabao was surprised and curious, so they immediately asked.
Ye Tiancheng smiled at Hou Dabao's words: "This fish is called Yan Zhi Hong, it has a very surprising name."
"This Yan Zhi Hong is not popular in China because last year someone reported poisoning from eating it. Scientists identified that it contains a toxic bacterium in its nervous system, which even 200 degrees Celsius cannot kill. Why are you still buying fry to farm?" It was Scarface who spoke. Having frequented big cities, he had seen a lot. He found it incomprehensible how someone could do such a foolish thing. Hearing this, Ye Tiancheng's heart flashed with surprise, as he didn't often stay in cities and didn't know what was happening. While he was in this small mountain village, there was no internet, no devices to access the internet, so it was impossible for him to know what was happening outside.
Hearing this, he was surprised and worried. He wanted to attribute these issues to the village's lack of internet. He thought about it and planned to set up a wireless network. Since there was no internet company in the town, accessing the internet was not a short-term solution. Building a wireless base station would only take a few days.
Their village could only make phone calls; it could not connect to 4G networks.
Their village's 2G network was sometimes intermittent, so building a village wireless network became the priority. In this era, people cannot survive without the internet and cannot obtain various external information. For businessmen, the most important thing is information.
"Information asymmetry is truly harmful, but I have a way to solve it. Regarding that poison, I can use a method to remove it. During farming, I'll add a medicinal herb that, when eaten, can eliminate the toxin."
Within Ye Tiancheng's body was a knowledge base named Shen Shi, also known as Nuwa Stone. The tens of thousands, even millions, of years of knowledge stored within it were enough for him.
"You're too confident. Even top international experts can't say they can kill this neurotoxin." Scarface couldn't help but sneer, thinking he was bragging.
Seeing Scarface mocking him, Ye Tiancheng said nothing more. After all, a snake is not a dragon. How could such a minor character understand the ambition of a roc? So, Ye Tiancheng gave Scarface a sideways glance and said, "From tomorrow, you'll go with me to the back mountain to gather Hu Zhi Zi."
"You really believe herbs can solve this virus? You're too naive." Scarface continued to mock Ye Tiancheng. Seeing the guy mocking him, Ye Tiancheng was furious and stomped on Scarface's rear, saying, "Do as you're told. You are a slave, I am the master. How dare you speak to the master like that, with no respect?"
Scarface's rear was kicked by Ye Tiancheng, leaving him bruised and purple, in so much pain that tears welled up in his eyes. He didn't expect Ye Tiancheng to be as fickle as a dog, turning on him in an instant.
With Ye Tiancheng holding the power of life and death, this fellow could only obey him and dared not object. So, after Ye Tiancheng's instructions and a kick to his rear, he could only swallow his pride and leave. As they left, his companions discussed how to get away from here, as this place was like hell to them, and the desire to leave had never disappeared from their hearts.
"We are very afraid of these people in the village. They used to be involved in gangs. I'm really worried they might do something heinous. Aren't you worried about keeping them in our village?" After everyone left, Hou Dabao asked Ye Tiancheng. Ye Tiancheng smiled faintly, appearing very calm.
After a while, he lit a cigarette and said to Hou Dabao, "I know this guy is a turncoat, but I love to challenge the impossible. No matter how capable he is, under my guidance, he will become very obedient, just a docile dog."
Ye Tiancheng's words were naturally incomprehensible to ordinary people. From their perspective, this was an impossible feat, so they expressed deep doubt about his words. It wasn't unreasonable for others to doubt him, mainly because the gap between their two worlds was filled with too many things that were difficult to understand.
"You really talk big. If something happens later, it will be too late to regret..." It was Uncle Hou who spoke. He had just led the villagers to finish their work on Ye Tiancheng's contracted land and came over when he heard them discussing Scarface. He himself was very wary of Scarface, finding him too terrifying, especially when his scar on his face flashed while speaking, giving him a sharp aura. They always felt that this guy would eventually kill them, because people involved in gangs, like dogs that are used to eating feces, cannot change their nature.
"I say, you are all overthinking it. With me here, this will absolutely not happen. If he dares to rebel, I will be the first to chop off his head and use it as a ball to kick." As Ye Tiancheng spoke, his eyes revealed a ferocity like the cold ice of the Arctic, sending shivers down people's spines. Everyone present felt his powerful aura and couldn't help but shudder.
As a strong person, one should naturally possess the presence of swallowing mountains and turning the tide. Anyone who opposed him would have only one outcome: meeting the King of Hell. The reason Ye Tiancheng had such a commanding aura was that he knew that besides the Shen Shi he possessed, there were also fragments of the Five Divine Artifacts in this world.
Having just obtained the fragment of the Fuxi Qin, his confidence soared, making him feel that he would definitely dominate the world and become a peerless figure. Kings and leaders... were all minor characters in front of him. At that time, with a flip of his hand, he could summon clouds and rain, and destroying a country would be as simple as eating.
Therefore, his words were so grand and confident because he had true abilities. Hearing Ye Tiancheng's grand pronouncements, the villagers dared not utter a sound. After all, he was now much more formidable than the clan elder, because he did what he said, and his planning for various matters was very smooth, as if Heaven itself was on his side.
Therefore, these people dared not offend such a person, because these villagers were very superstitious. They believed that if a person was favored by Heaven, they must be an incredibly formidable figure. Such people, everyone dared not say anything in front of them, because saying those words was useless.
However, Ye Tiancheng still had a long way to go. After all, he had not yet reached the realm of "dominating the universe." The most important thing now was to develop.
After more than ten days of waiting, their fish fry were finally ready for market. However, because the storm of public opinion had not yet subsided, everyone still remembered the Yan Zhi Hong poisoning incident that had caused over a thousand deaths. Therefore, when this product was transported out, it would not be recognized by the market, nor by animal inspection departments. As a result, these Yan Zhi Hong were contraband and prohibited from sale. As soon as their Yan Zhi Hong arrived, they were sealed by animal inspection and quarantine.
Because Ye Tiancheng had used Hu Zhi Zi, these fish fry did not contain any toxic components. The viruses in their bodies had been killed, making them completely edible like ordinary fish.
Ye Tiancheng immediately approached the relevant authorities, but they could not help him. Because Yan Zhi Hong had already been placed on the prohibited list, the officials responsible for animal inspection and quarantine kept shaking their heads at Ye Tiancheng. However, Ye Tiancheng firmly believed that his Yan Zhi Hong had removed the neurotoxin, so he insisted that his Yan Zhi Hong was a non-toxic food. But no matter how comprehensive and reasonable his explanations were, those already blacklisted were beyond his control. Unless he could go to the capital and have the Elder Council unanimously approve it, the ban on Yan Zhi Hong could be lifted.
"He means I have to go to that place to prove it? If not, I won't have the qualification to sell Yan Zhi Hong?" Ye Tiancheng felt this was truly a rip-off. Going to the capital would definitely consume a lot of time. After much thought, he could only return to the village to find another way. Since he couldn't sell Yan Zhi Hong as freshwater fish products, a flash of inspiration struck him: he would process all these Yan Zhi Hong into dried white fish. This way, it would be fine.
After formulating this plan, he returned and worked overtime. About three days later, the first batch of dried Yan Zhi Hong was made. Ye Tiancheng wanted to sell it in his own hotel. This was because Yan Zhi Hong had an advantage: it could treat premature ejaculation, kidney deficiency, and other ailments. This product was more potent than sea dog kidney. As men's desires were very strong nowadays, and once they had enough to eat, their desires would naturally increase, leading to a great demand for such things.
In this era, everyone desired beauty, which was understandable. Because they had nothing to do after eating their fill, it was impossible not to seek pleasure. Thus, many wealthy people became decadent, frantically pursuing pleasure day and night.
Ye Tiancheng felt this era was excellent. As long as he could grasp their wallets, he could make a lot of money from them.
After formulating this plan, he began to act. Then, when the little fatty saw Ye Tiancheng taking a truckload of white dried fish to his hotel, he was curious. Why did these things look like planks or white tree bark, with no color at all?
"What are these white things? They look so ugly. I think you're really despicable. Are you playing a trick on me?" The little fatty complained bitterly to Ye Tiancheng upon seeing the white dried fish. This was because his restaurant's operations had become mainstream in the past few days, and they did not sell any meat products at all. The restaurant's business strategy was very luxurious and high-end, aptly named – Vegetarian Restaurant.
"What the hell, why did you change the name like this?" Ye Tiancheng felt that this kid shouldn't have participated in such a sales strategy. He wondered who with a sick mind had come up with such a thing.
"It was my idea. Because people nowadays eat too much meat, their bodies have accumulated too much fat and waste. Eating wild vegetables can clear these things. So, I changed it to a vegetarian restaurant. Do you have any objections?" It was Su Muxian who spoke. Seeing Su Muxian step forward to speak, Ye Tiancheng was immediately speechless. Because in front of this woman, Ye Tiancheng dared not voice any of his strategies; he was somewhat afraid of her.