Chapter 1359 - 1359: Going on a Blind Date Together

After they got acquainted, Xiao Feng brought Zhuang Dezhu into the house for tea.

"You said before that your family has been raising chickens for generations. Do you still raise them now?" Xiao Feng asked.

Zhuang Dezhu shook his head and replied, "I hung up my bowl three years ago."

Hung up his bowl?...

Xiao Feng couldn't help twitching the corner of his mouth. The way he used that phrase was... really beyond comment!

Then he heard Zhuang Dezhu say, "Speaking of which, my family's really fated with chickens. Starting from the Yuan Dynasty, my family was running brothels..."

Right at that moment, the little girl happened to walk in carrying the incubator. She blinked and said, "So Uncle Zhuang ran kilns, huh? Brick kilns or coal kilns?"

"Hahahahaha, you're an interesting little lass. The 'kiln' I'm talking about isn't any brick or coal kiln." Zhuang Dezhu shook his head with a laugh.

The little girl grew even more curious and pressed, "Then what kind of kiln is it?"

Zhuang Dezhu arched his brows and chuckled, "The kind you can stroll around in, and only men get to go."

"I thought it was something serious." The little girl curled her lip. "In ancient times that's just a pleasure house, in modern times it's..."

Xiao Feng cut her off irritably, "The adults are talking, kids don't butt in. Go mind your own business!"

"Hmph!" The little girl snorted lightly, rolled her eyes, and headed upstairs.

Seeing this, Zhuang Dezhu burst out laughing again, his laughter echoing through the whole villa.

Once he'd laughed enough, he picked up the thread and continued, "Later, after Liberation, they banned that kind of business, so we went back to raising stock.

When it comes to chickens, my family's got true love. You could say we can't do a single meal without them."

"..." Xiao Feng.

So what you really love is eating them?

Zhuang Dezhu kept talking non-stop, recounting his family's 'glorious' history and how they formed this unbreakable bond with 'chickens.'

After listening, Xiao Feng clicked his tongue in amazement and casually asked, "You said just now that my chick is a treasure. Did you see something special about it?"

"I mentioned before, our clan's got a quirk: when we see a good chicken, we can't help drooling. Little brother, you remember that, right?"

"Of course."

"That wasn't me talking nonsense, it's a fact." Zhuang Dezhu said solemnly, "Just now in the yard, the moment I laid eyes on that chick, I already felt the drool wanting to come out.

Then once I held it, I just couldn't hold back no matter how I tried. In over forty years, this is the first time I've ever had this happen.

I'd only ever heard my grandpa and my dad say our family has this hereditary quirk. Didn't expect it to be real."

"So you only know my chicken's a good one, but you don't know what exactly is good about it?" Xiao Feng followed up.

Zhuang Dezhu nodded. "Pretty much. But my family has a 'Chicken Record,' basically a book that documents breeds of chickens. I'll check it when I go back; should be able to find something."

"Then I'll have to trouble you. If you find anything, please let me know as soon as you can." Xiao Feng said seriously.

"No trouble at all." Zhuang Dezhu laughed. "I'm not in the business anymore anyway. Next time I'll just give the book to you, little brother."

Xiao Feng mused, "It's something passed down from your ancestors, I really shouldn't take it. Just lend it to me for a couple of days to read."

"Hahaha, little brother, you're being too formal!" Zhuang Dezhu raised his teacup. "Come on, come on, let's use tea instead of wine and have a cup first."

With that, he drained the tea in one gulp.

Xiao Feng was a bit excited, wondering if that so-called Chicken Record could have useful information on Little Fragrant Pearl.

Still, other families keep a genealogy; Brother Zhuang's family keeps a chicken-ology. That's pretty unique.

...

While Xiao Feng was entertaining Zhuang Dezhu, in a small private room at his star-rated hotel…

Five people sat around a round table, each with a bitter look on his face.

"What the hell is this? Finally get a family-visiting leave, and they still drag us out here."

"By the way, is Feihu's little sister pretty?"

"What do you think of Feihu's looks?"

After a brief silence, someone spoke up, "I've heard people say she's really gorgeous, fresh and dewy.

If a guy doesn't have enough self-control, just one look at her—

oh man, the nosebleed will be gushing out like a fountain!"

"Yeah?"

"You think I'd lie to you?"

"If you didn't say it like that, I might've believed you. But since you said it that way, I think I get what's going on."

Someone else chimed in, "Exactly. Feihu won't even show us a photo. Clearly he's up to no good!"

So the five guys that Chen Feihu had forcibly summoned here looked around at each other, their eyes full of wariness.

They're all used to scheming against each other in daily life, but when it comes to a lifelong matter, they really couldn't afford to be careless.

If she turns out good-looking, that's fine. But if she's ugly and she happens to take a liking to you, then that's one hell of a problem!

Sticking to the principle that it's better to miss out than regret it for life, the five of them started racking their brains, focusing entirely on how to make Chen Feihu's little sister dislike them...

...

At dusk, Zhuang Dezhu left the villa gate with his arm around Xiao Feng's shoulders.

"Little brother, I always thought I could drink, but turns out your capacity's the real bottomless pit..." Zhuang Dezhu hiccupped and said,

"Don't worry, little brother. I may look drunk now, but in my heart I'm clear as a bell. I'll do a 'Flying Over the Grass' stunt and let everyone see some real skill, how about it?"

Xiao Feng's face was full of black lines. "Bro, don't go flying anywhere. Old Zhao will drive you home later. Just get a good sleep."

"Hate that we met so late, hate that we met so late!" Zhuang Dezhu kept patting the back of Xiao Feng's hand, eyes sincere. "You're a friend I'm definitely keeping!"

Not long after, Zhao Guo'an drove up to the gate. Xiao Feng helped Zhuang Dezhu into the car and watched it leave before heading back toward the villa.

"Zhuang Dezhu really is…" Du Qingyue trailed off, seeming unable to find the right word.

Xiao Feng asked with a smile, "So?"

"Hard to say." Du Qingyue frowned slightly. "He's a bit overenthusiastic, bares his heart the moment you meet him, but you can still feel he's not completely without shrewdness.

Still, in any case, he counts as a good person."

Xiao Feng said thoughtfully, "In society, if you don't have at least a bit of scheming in you, you'd have been eaten down to the bone long ago.

As long as he's not out to hurt us and he shows sincerity, we can treat him the same in return."

Du Qingyue nodded to show she agreed.

Just as the two were about to enter the villa, a familiar voice sounded from behind.

"Brother Feng, sis-in-law!"

Xiao Feng and Du Qingyue turned together to see Wang Lubo in the business van waving in greeting.

The two of them froze for a second, then remembered that Chen Xiuxiu had a blind date scheduled for the evening.

"It's a hassle for me to get in and out of the car, so I'll just stay put. Brother Feng, sis-in-law, shall we head out now?" Wang Lubo said with a fawning grin.