Closer to Revealing My True Self-Chapter 337 - 252 Where Did the Money Come From?_1

Feng Chi watched the likes on his WeChat moment rapidly increase, along with various shocked comments from his friends, and felt smug in his heart.

There were also quite a few private messages asking him about it, but Feng Chi wasn’t in a rush to explain; he wanted to see the effect of his boasting wave.

Seeing that Feng Yi was preparing to leave the warehouse, Feng Chi finally put his phone back in his pocket.

Steve asked Feng Yi, "The groundbreaking ceremony here is over, how about we go to the zoo together? Your ’Little Koi’ has grown so much, not showing any of the frailty it had when it first hatched."

Feng Yi usually watched the "Little Koi" through online monitoring and indeed hadn’t visited it at the zoo for a while.

"I still have some things to take care of. I’ll visit the zoo later," said Feng Yi.

"Okay then, I’ll head over first. Let’s grab dinner tonight and have a good chat about my conservation organization."

Steve left without delay, eager to see his little citrus at the zoo.

Feng Yi stood on the road outside the warehouse, looking towards Xiao Feng Mountain in front of him.

The place he was currently standing wasn’t on Xiao Feng Mountain.

At the foot of Xiao Feng Mountain, either it was connected to a conservation area, or it was farmland and pastures, only this direction had more buildings.

Two kilometers from here, there was a nursing home where Mute Uncle often went to play mahjong.

Turning his gaze away, Feng Yi asked the butler, "I’m going to go to Xiao Feng Mountain to see Mute Uncle later, would you like to come along?"

"No need," the butler, remembering something, said, "Given the good weather today, he might not be up on the mountain. You should ask him in advance if you plan to go over."

"Yeah, I’ve sent him a message. I’ll go there after lunch."

Mute Uncle usually busied himself with some farming on the mountain; if not that, he was playing video games or mahjong. It was certainly easy to miss him if one didn’t inquire in advance.

Since the butler had nothing else, Feng Yi asked Jia to take the butler and the others back first.

He and Feng Chi went to a nearby small restaurant; the large rooster from the groundbreaking ceremony was processed by the owner of this place.

A small restaurant opened by locals in the area, it wasn’t big and had simple décor, but business was usually quite good. There were many workers around this spot, from logistics delivery to construction sites, who had dining needs.

At this hour, the small restaurant was still not very crowded.

Feng Yi paid to use the kitchen. After the owner processed the rooster, Bing took over to cook it and also prepared lunch using the restaurant’s ingredients.

Having finished this meal, Feng Yi gave Bing the rest of the day off, telling him he wouldn’t return for dinner that evening, so there was no need to prepare his food.

Feng Yi also had the restaurant prepare a batch of boxed meals to send to the construction site, treating the workers to a meal on the day of the groundbreaking ceremony.

"Bro, the chef you hired is really good! This chicken, it’s just like how I imagined it would be! Wow, how could I have such a good eye? Picked it out at a glance, just knew it would be delicious!" Feng Chi ate the lunch prepared by Bing, giving a thumbs up.

"If you’re planning to enter the entertainment industry, you’ll need to control your diet. Opportunities to eat like this won’t be frequent," Feng Yi said.

As soon as they talked about this, Feng Chi slowed down eating the chicken, savoring the taste as if it were precious.

"Sigh, to maintain that shine in front of the camera, there has to be sacrifices behind the scenes!"

Feng Chi told Feng Yi about his recent classes, "Besides the ones you mentioned earlier, I also have a cooking class. Geez, you don’t know how hard cooking is until you do it yourself. Even a culinary disaster like me can make fried rice now!"

"I can make basic home-cooked dishes a little bit. Once in the industry, there’s not always someone there to cook for you, and you can’t always buy food on time. Sometimes, you have to do it yourself. Even if the food you make isn’t tasty, at least it’s safe. In the entertainment circle, it’s always good to be cautious."

Feng Chi used to be a culinary disaster, but now, after being guided by a professional, he wasn’t a disaster anymore, just someone who wouldn’t starve or poison himself to death.

The cooking class was added to his schedule by his mother.

After discussing his recent classes with Feng Yi, they chatted about some industry gossip he’d heard from others, and about face masks.

Feng Chi sighed about the shortage of materials.

Feng Yi told him that the product from the Ancestral Factory’s subsidiary line would be available soon.

But Feng Chi took that as a mere consolation.

After dinner and a chat, Feng Chi prepared to leave.

"Don’t you want your Transformers?" asked Feng Yi. fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm

"Just keep them here in the warehouse for now, it’s safe. When I need them, I’ll let you know and call a truck to pick them up," Feng Chi responded.

"Alright."

"Aren’t you going back?" asked Feng Chi.

"I’ve got something to do up the mountain," said Feng Yi, looking toward Xiao Feng Mountain.

"How are you getting there? You don’t have a car here, do you?"

"I’ll run there."

"...Even though the mountain seems close, you’re going to be exhausted running there! Why don’t I drive you over first?"

"No need, I’ll digest a bit."

"Then how will you get back? Take a cab?"

"My chauffeur will come to pick me up later."

"Alright then, I’m heading back first."

Once he was sure Feng Yi really didn’t need a ride, Feng Chi drove off; he still had a bunch of classes to catch up on and couldn’t afford to spend too much time hanging around outside.

Everyone else had left, and Feng Yi gazed towards Xiao Feng Mountain.

Mute Uncle was still up there, so he headed straight for the mountain.

Xiao Feng Mountain still had a faint smell of serpents.

As Feng Yi ascended the mountain, he saw people bringing cages full of mice in a vehicle to feed to the snakes.

Several staff members discussed among themselves:

"Heard there’s another rat plague somewhere."

"The climate’s been fluctuating slightly this year, and the scale of rat infestations fluctuates too. This was mentioned at the meeting at the start of the year; it’s not surprising."

"Our Yang City already has so many rats. It’s hard to imagine what those places with rat plagues are like!"

Amid their discussions, the gourmet snake King Jin swallowed the mice whole.

The mice were fat, and King Jin grew strong and healthy, one after another.