Nanshan Village was not far from the town, but it was completely opposite to Yanghe Village. One was in the east, and the other was in the west.

When the location of this breeding farm in Nanshan Village was chosen, the issue of size was probably taken into consideration.

The owner of the Nanshan Village Breeding Farm was called Fang Cheng. He was a corpulent man with a red face and ample flesh on his face, giving the impression of wealth.

As Liu Chengfeng led the sizable crowd to his place, he was instructing the breeding workers to pour large pots of chicken feed into the stone trough, resembling a pig feeding scene.

Liu Chengfeng frowned upon seeing the scene.

This area was exceedingly messy, overgrown with weeds, small stones were piled within the weeds, dried chicken feces, and chicken feed scattered everywhere, with no one attending to clean it up.

Over by the stone trough, a group of chickens flapped their wings, trampling the chicken feed inside.

It was chaotic and unclean.

Liu Chengfeng’s face darkened—not only did the group of professional chicken farmers behind him noticed, even a novice like him could tell that this place was too disorderly and didn’t resemble a standard chicken farm.

Fang Cheng broke out in a cold sweat.

He had been affected by rumors of chicken plague in the city these days. The profit from raising chickens was not great, so he was a little impatient to work on it. He had already transferred his energy to other livestock. The chickens were raised casually by a few workers, waiting until this matter was over.

Who knew that Liu Chengfeng would suddenly come?

He often traveled among merchants in the city, so he naturally recognized the competitors behind him, but he had no idea what they were doing. However, he had an ominous premonition in his heart.

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All he could do was greet him: “Why is Master Liu here?”

Liu Chengfeng snorted: “Rumors have been spreading in the city recently. For the safety of the people, I naturally have to come and check.”

Fang Cheng’s expression changed.

His family knew their own business, and the feed they use was naturally very different from the feed of other farms. If other farms used first-class concentrated feed, his feed could only be classified as third-class or fourth-class.

His face was full of surprise, but Lu Dalang would not let him go. He said with a half-smile: “I heard that Boss Fang’s chickens are two pounds fatter than ordinary chickens. It does not affect the meat quality and can be sold in fifty days. Is it true?”

Not long after Jiang Zhou’s hotpot restaurant opened, Shihe Restaurant imitated it, asking such a large amount of chicken at one time to catch up with Jiang Zhou’s. Nanshan Village also had talents, so Lu Dalang asked specifically about it. It was also because of this he found out that Nanshan Village only needed fifty days for chickens to sell.

The rest of the people immediately started talking.

“Just fifty days?” someone exclaimed.

“It takes more than three months for us!” A normal chicken took one hundred days to grow and was then sold according to procedures. Why did it only take fifty days in Nanshan Village?

Some of them questioned: “Boss Fang, there is something wrong with your raising method!”

Liu Chengfeng came here just for performance. After hearing this, he was shocked: “Why are your chickens different from others?”

Fang Cheng thought bitterly. It went without saying that for the sake of profit, he took this breeding recipe from others and used it on chickens. He had tried it before, except that the time was shorter, the taste was slightly worse, and there were no other side effects. So, he quietly used it, claiming the chickens had been raised for a hundred days, and the price was the same. His profit increased several times.

Seeing that Fang Cheng remained silent, Liu Chengfeng understood that there was something fishy going on. He pointed out two government officials and prepared to go in to investigate but was stopped by several farmers.

“Sir, I’m afraid the government officials don’t quite understand how this works. Why don’t you let us go in and take a look?”

Liu Chengfeng agreed.

Fang Cheng shook his legs and brought the person in.

Then several farmers criticized him thoroughly.

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“Tsk, tsk, tsk, this water doesn’t look clean enough.”

“Not only is it unclean, look at how turbid the water is? You can’t even see the bottom!”

“Oh! Is this water for chickens? You’re not afraid of getting sick.”

“Oh, why is this shed not ventilated at all? It has a strange smell, and it’s easy to spread the disease over time!”

They were all competitors, so they naturally left no room for turnaround and tried their best to pick from every corner. The problem was they simply ignored Fang Cheng’s black face.

One of them exclaimed again: “Oh!”

A group of people gathered around: “What’s wrong, what’s wrong!” There was a sense of gloating.

“Why are there two dead chickens?”

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was in an uproar. Everyone couldn’t help but tilt their heads to look: “Where are they?”

After searching for a long time, the person who found it pointed it out. Sure enough, there were two chickens lying motionless in the dark corner.

“Really dead?”

One of them, who was not afraid of getting dirty, opened the door, got in, and took out the two chickens.

At first glance, it turned out that they were all two dusty dead chickens. They had been dead for so long and no one noticed them at all.

At the time when Liu Chengfeng took office, he was ‘borrowing the power of heaven to send him soaring to the sky’. When he saw two dead chickens in front of him, he almost fainted because he was very superstitious. The kind of people who were anxious to have the flowers removed in the yard when they withered, how could they bear a dead thing all of a sudden?

To put it mildly, his face was very pale.