Super Zoo-Chapter 394 - 390 I’ve Bought It

As they spoke, Suming and Zhao Yun both had a sudden realization. Stay tuned with novelbuddy

In the whole of Maoxi County, only Sun Town raises specialty wild boars. Wild boars aren’t too rare, and their meat is just a novelty, but it’s different when they are raised in the wild. After the reputation had spread, people started to take notice. Frankly, that boss, through a ’certain powerful individual,’ wanted to buy the pigs at a low price and then sell them off to make a profit.

No wonder Wu was in a difficult position.

Wu didn’t specify who the powerful individual was, but as the town head, he was akin to a local lord, though the smallest of them. Since even he found the individual ’powerful’, they must indeed wield considerable influence in Maoxi County.

One hundred and fifty wild pigs, tens of thousands of pounds of meat, the buying price was pressed down by at least half, and the profit margin was definitely not small.

"Do the townspeople know about this?" Suming asked.

Wu nodded hesitantly, "The town’s leadership, including your second uncle, they all know and told me not to tell you. You’ve already done so much for Sun Town, and you have a big business to take care of in Yangchuan City, they didn’t want to trouble you further. But if we sell at this price, not only will the villagers not make any money, but they will also incur losses. I’ve been mulling over it for a long time and couldn’t find any other solution, so I had to come to you, and it just so happens you’re back today..."

"Mr. Wu, stop there, I’ll handle this." Suming scoffed, Maoxi County was already so poor, and yet there were still people playing these tricks!

If it had been in Yangchuan City, Suming had his own connections, and with a simple phone call, not even needing to bother Wang Jian She, the problem could be resolved easily. But in Maoxi County, which had little to do with Yangchuan City, his connections in Yangchuan City weren’t very effective, and he surely couldn’t ask Wang Jian She, a deputy mayor, to step in over a hundred pigs.

"Mr. Wu, please gather all the shareholders of the breeding farm. We need to discuss this together; I have a few words to say." Suming said sternly to Mr. Wu, then turned and gave Tony an apologetic smile, "Tony, I said earlier that I’d treat you to a feast, but it looks like it will have to wait. There’s some trouble in the town. If you’re bored, you can fly back first, then come to pick me up in a couple of days."

Tony shook his head solemnly, "No, boss, even though I’ve only been here for a few hours, I feel the people of your hometown are very kind. Protecting kind-hearted people and fighting against evil is a true gentleman’s deed! That’s more important than any feast. Please let me stay and join you!"

Suming was somewhat dumbfounded by what the guy said, wondering if this foreigner had also been struck by some sort of adolescent fantasy. Was it possible that like every Eastern man dreams of being a martial artist, every Western man dreams of being a knight?

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"All right, Tony, you come along."

...

The large ancestral hall of Sun Town was crowded with people; nearly half of the town’s residents, shareholders of the breeding farm, had rushed over upon hearing the news of the meeting.

"I told you, Wu, not to bring this up to him, but you just wouldn’t listen!" Second Uncle’s voice boomed with dissatisfaction, "The kid came back for a visit, just wanting to rest a while. We can’t help him much, but we shouldn’t always hold him back!"

"Second Uncle, don’t blame Mr. Wu," Mrs. Su said. "Even if he hadn’t mentioned it, I would have had to tell Suming. Suming is from Sun Town, when the town faces trouble, he can’t stand by."

Suming smiled inwardly, knowing full well his mother’s way of doing things. As her son, he understood her intentions; she didn’t want to burden him, which is why she simply made a casual mention of the selling problems earlier without speaking of the real situation. Now that Mr. Wu had let the cat out of the bag, she was stating her position, helping him to establish his image in the town.

Second Uncle was straightforward and righteous, genuinely reluctant to trouble Suming with his problems. However, among the shareholders, many still hoped for Suming’s assistance. A few thousand yuan, even ten thousand yuan in shares, meant nothing to Suming, yet for them, it was all they had— their "coffin money." Now within Sun Town, Suming was the most successful one; without him, there was no second person who could solve their problems.

"If anyone’s to blame, it’s Mr. Qian for offering such a low price. If we sell to him at that rate, all of our hard work throughout the year would just be helping him out!"

"Mr. Qian is just a bully, relying on his power. If we really sell the pork to him, not making any profit is one thing, but what I can’t swallow is this humiliation!"

"You make it sound so easy. What do we do if we don’t sell to him? What then? With just a word from him, nobody in Maoxi County dares to buy from us, and even the city folks would stay away..."

Initially, no one brought up this topic, and everyone was holding it in. But as soon as it was mentioned, it stirred up a hornet’s nest, and shareholders, big and small, were filled with anger, suddenly bursting into a cacophony of heated discussions.

Second Aunt pushed through the crowd and emerged, shouting, "Stop the noise, everyone, just stop..."

Still, the chatter continued, likely because the frustration had been bottled up too deep, weighing heavy on the shareholders like a stone on their hearts.

In the end, it was Second Uncle who banged heavily on the table, causing the tea cup lid to rattle.

"Look at you all, grown men in your forties or fifties, and yet you keep talking nonsense!" Second Uncle glared, "Shut up, all of you. Suming, you’ve got the experience, the connections; you tell us what to do. Everyone will listen to you!"

"Right, we’ll follow Suming’s lead." Mr. Wu the Town Chief also said, "Suming is the major shareholder; he hasn’t spoken yet, so what are you all arguing about?"

With these two, one representing the official authority of the town and the other the people’s authority, speaking at once, the room instantly quieted down. All eyes turned to Suming to see what good ideas he had.

"There’s nothing much to say. Everyone has made it crystal clear already: the price is a slap in the face, there’s no logic to it in this world!" Suming said firmly, "We won’t sell! Mr. Wu, next time Mr. Qian asks, tell him fine, we can negotiate, but the price must quadruple, and we’ll only commit fifty pigs to him. Take it or leave it."

No one in the room said a word. Although they were reluctant to sell, they were aware that angering Mr. Qian and Mr. Qian, the Director, could mean no one from the nearby towns would dare to buy from them in the future.

Mrs. Su tugged at Suming’s sleeve, "Don’t talk big; what if we don’t sell? Over two hundred pigs, tens of thousands of pounds of pork, are you going to buy it all to eat?"

In fact, this was the question on everyone’s minds, but they were too embarrassed to ask outright.

"No worries, our zoo has opened a restaurant, and we will buy the meat at market price when the time comes. Even if Mr. Wu doesn’t mention it, I already had this plan. Our wild pigs are raised pure in the wild, drinking spring water, and eating wild fruits to grow— there’s definitely no issue with meat quality."

"Ah? You’ve opened a restaurant too?!" Mrs. Su, Mr. Wu, and the others were taken aback upon hearing this. It had only been a few months since they last saw Suming; in such a short span of time, he had opened another business?

"Just a small restaurant." Suming chuckled with a ’heh heh.’