CHAPTER 415: CHAPTER 413: CASTRATE THAT WHITE FOX!

"Jiule—"

"Your Lord Fox is back!"

As soon as the cabin door opened, Ansheng eagerly jumped out from the cabin, letting out a loud whoop.

Although he had returned to Xia Dong two days ago, it was a rushed trip for business, with no rest, then he hurriedly flew back again.

Chang’an City is pretty nice, but Ansheng couldn’t help but complain a little.

Everyone was just busy petting the foxes, they didn’t even want to make a wish, just pure eye candy!

The only way to earn Wish Power is through Spirit Beast PVP.

Thankfully, Chang’an has the Qinling Mountain Range; otherwise, Ansheng wouldn’t know where to battle fierce Spirit Beasts.

"Slow down, Xiao An, watch out for cars!" Seeing the little fox happily hopping on the airport runway, Ah Qing smiled and quickly cautioned him to be careful of the shuttle buses and ground crew vehicles.

"In a bit, we’ll go home to drop off our luggage, then head to the teahouse for tea. Shrimp dumplings will definitely fill us up!" Ah Qing said, picking up the little fox.

"Whatever works! But Ah Qing, besides the festival and town matters in Xia Dong, you have a lot to do, like live streaming, attracting traffic, selling goods..."

The little fox’s whoop simplified and refined in Ah Qing’s ears into straightforward words:

’Wow—Ah Qing! Fox wants to find Al Bái, Yan Wang, Sister Zhiyu, and Sister Lingling to play; it’s been so long since I’ve seen my friends and sisters!’

’Fox wants to run in the park and chase mehmehs.’

Ah Qing smiled and agreed, "Okay, okay, after we finish the important stuff, we’ll take gift cakes and tea to visit Qiu Lingling and Al Bái, Sister Zhiyu..."

Like Qiu Lingling, Chen Zhiyu, even if Xiao An didn’t say he wanted to play with them, Ah Qing would still deliver gifts before the Mid-Autumn Festival to thank them.

The investment in the tea garden was not small, especially in already famous tea fields.

With labor and certification costs, one acre’s annual cost runs from six to eight thousand, even for locals who don’t need to pay upfront, almost emptying Yu Zhenghong’s savings, plus the warehouse cost and fixed purchases from the tea estate each month.

To get good tea leaves, you have to help distributors consume some low-grade teas; otherwise, everyone knows the profit margin for good tea is high, but the annual yield is limited.

At the time, Ah Qing’s family cash flow was tight enough to consider mortgaging the house to ease the pressure.

However, with Ah Qing’s live streaming sales massively lowering storage costs and friends’ support, Ah Qing’s family’s cash flow bounced back.

Ah Qing didn’t say it, but she was very grateful for Qiu Lingling and Sister Zhiyu introducing business to them.

It’s tea purchase whether with or without their help; Jiule City is an important area for oolong, floral, and red teas.

High-end tea is hard to buy, while second-tier is freely available, just a matter of the price.

Sister Zhiyu and others were a timely help, relieving the strain on the tea estate’s cash flow, plus the village chief hired a master from who knows where to who could sell nearly worthless tender tea buds at a price.

Even if the sales volume wasn’t large, after winning an award and obtaining the gold certification from the tea competition, securing a loan became easier.

Although leasing a tea garden is expensive, as long as they tough it out through the initial income-less two to three years, profits were guaranteed later on.

Eventually, the village chief invited a state-level certified master, and the tea garden started making profits.

...

"Ah Qing! Over here!"

In the waiting hall, Chen Peipei saw Ah Qing walking out holding the little fox and immediately smiled, waving to her.

"Mom!"

Ah Qing’s expression lit up with joy as she stepped forward to hug her mother, showing a goofy smile.

"Hey hey hey! You’ve been gone only a few days and you’re already jumping on me with a bear hug."

Chen Peipei laughed and said, "How’s life in Chang’an City treating you?"

As she spoke, Chen Peipei led Ah Qing toward the parking lot.

"It’s alright, just get sleepy easily, especially after a full meal."

"And, Chang’an has a napping habit; they sleep for one to two hours at noon. By the way, where’s Dad?"

Ah Qing said with a giggle about the amusing things in Chang’an, then asked curiously.

Before the Mid-Autumn Festival, whenever she came back, no matter the time, her parents would always pick her up together, but why only just her mom this year?

"Uh..."

"Your dad’s busy with two things: preparing to buy a roast pig for our little fox and lying low."

When talking about where Yu Zhenghong was, Chen Peipei showed a strange expression on her face.

"Lying low? Was Lao Deng dodging debt collectors?" Ansheng asked curiously while perched on Ah Qing’s shoulder, and Ah Qing, hearing this, glanced at her mother with curiosity.

"What did Dad do that he needs to lie low?"

"It’s a long story; to put it simply, the family fox was super bold and mounted all the vixens on Tea Street...." Chen Peipei started,

"Now, your uncles are with your dad, planning to neuter that fox."

Before the Lord Fox left home, it had left a fox double cultivated by Sister Zhiyu at home.

Though the incident unfolded shortly after Ah Qing picked up the Lord Fox,

Yu Zhenghong was convinced this self-assured fox, resembling the Lord Fox in appearance and temperament, must be their second Lord Foo.

Therefore, even after the incident, Lao Deng didn’t send it to the zoo.

The result was.

That male Arctic Fox mounted all the female foxes and little vixen dogs on Tea Street.

Tea Street’s fox-keeping trend was also due to Lord Fox’s extraordinary display.

Ah Hong hugged the Lord Fox, earning 4,000 yuan a day.

Ah Qing, hugging the Lord Fox, peaked at tens of thousands daily, with regular sales averaging at four thousand.

When Ah Hong wasn’t cuddling a fox, the crowd flow was ordinary, the tea estate owners had observed.

Anyway, pet foxes weren’t expensive, so they all adopted a believe-it-if-you-want attitude.

They adopted it as the revered one.

But in the end.

That Arctic Fox romanced the whole street, nearly blowing the tea estate owners’ minds.

They were adamant about neutering that Arctic Fox.

As for Lao Deng’s need to lie low, it was simple.

You got the revered one.

Like my family didn’t get the revered one.

"Xiao An... clamp your legs tighter, I’m worried your uncles will mistake you for the fox and geld you."

Ansheng and Ah Qing looked completely flabbergasted at this. After recovering, Ah Qing looked at her Xiao An, suggesting he keep his legs tight.

To avoid Arctic Fox disputes causing governmental-protected wildlife harassment.

"You make a very valid point, but the chance of them wanting to neuter me aren’t big." Ansheng retorted.

Wow!

No wonder you’re my fox bud, you’re eager to stand tall all day long!

Pow-wow-ing all foxes up and down the street regardless of gender.

Are you some stainless steel triple-way valve?