Chapter 70

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After lunch, Jifeng took Xu Xian for another walk around the ranch and found that the dairy and beef cattle from the United States had arrived, just in time for unloading. They were all nearly grown calves.

Xu Xian, looking at the not-so-spirited calves, said with some concern, "Are these cows sick? They look very listless."

Jifeng patted the body of a cow, scanned it with his eyes, and smiled, "They're not sick. They've been on the ship for over half a month. Even humans can't handle that, let alone animals."

Xu Xian then remembered that these cows had come all the way from the United States, no wonder they were in such a state. Thinking about the rough seas, she understood. "Poor things, do we need to feed them something to help them recover quickly?"

At this moment, Park Jae-tian walked over and, hearing Xu Xian's words, smiled, "Madam, don't worry. They will recover in a few days."

The ranch occupies part of the plain, but more of it is hilly terrain, with small hills just a few meters high. Fortunately, they are not rocky and are covered with grass, specifically ordinary alfalfa, which is the main grass species in most ranches.

This type of grass is not very tall but is quite nutritious. This area was originally Park Jae-tian's ranch and is now fully integrated into the new Jeju Ranch.

Straightening up, Jifeng smiled, "Manager Park, prepare a few trucks early tomorrow morning to go to the dock and bring back the grass seeds. It's spring, and it's time to plant new grass seeds."

Park Jae-tian had been waiting for Jifeng's grass seeds. If it weren't for Jifeng's recent focus on the fish farm, he would have gone to find Jifeng himself. If they didn't plant soon, it would delay the growth. "Okay, boss, I'll take people over early tomorrow morning."

Jifeng didn't know much about how to develop a ranch; he just envied the leisurely life of ranch owners. He asked Park Jae-tian and learned that growing grass also takes a considerable amount of time. Fortunately, the climate on Jeju Island is mild even in winter, with little snow, so they don't need to prepare much hay. Currently, the number of cattle is not large, and even with Park Jae-tian's original beef cattle, it's less than ten thousand heads. For a 200-square-kilometer ranch, this is quite sparse. In winter, the cattle can still graze on the green grass on the ground, and by then, the spring grass should be tall enough.

In the evening, Jifeng went out to sea again. When he returned to the port in the morning, the ship was already loaded with bags of grass seeds. Jifeng wasn't sure if these seeds would grow well in his ranch, so he decided to have Park Jae-tian plant a small area for testing to see if they would sprout. He didn't want to plant everything at once and risk them not growing at all.

After casually parking the cargo ship at the dock, Jifeng drove his Mercedes SUV back to the hotel.

To his surprise, Xu Xian, who usually woke up around noon, was up by seven today and was already setting up breakfast in the hall.

"Dear, why are you up so early today? Are you feeling unwell?" Jifeng, worried, quickly ran over and examined Xu Xian from head to toe.

Feeling Jifeng's concern, Xu Xian felt very warm inside but was a bit speechless. "OPPA, I'm fine. I just couldn't fall back asleep after waking up. How did you return so quickly? Weren't you going to transport the grass seeds?"

Jifeng sighed in relief, as long as Xu Xian was fine. Shaking his head, he walked to the bathroom to wash his hands and said, "I just brought the seeds back by sea. I parked the ship at the port and let Park Jae-tian transport them to the ranch. Do I need to supervise that?"

The silver-toned ten-thousand-ton giant ship is now known by everyone in the port as the island owner's, though not many have boarded it, and only Jifeng can operate it.

However, behind the scenes, there were many who joked about it. Don't rich people usually like yachts? How unique is their island owner, actually driving a ten-thousand-ton bulk carrier for fun, and each time going out to sea alone to transport goods. Their island owner is truly one of a kind.

Although the ports and various companies under Jifeng's name are managed by the administrative department, he has almost entirely handed over the management to them. Jin Bingli even established a commercial bureau specifically to manage these business enterprises.

"Do you have any plans for today? Want to go out for a walk?" Since Xu Xian's sleep is normal, she certainly wouldn't stay cooped up in the hotel all day.

Xu Xian picked up a fried dough stick with stainless steel chopsticks and dipped it in soy milk, shaking her head. "I want to go back and see my mother. She won't come over, and I feel bad leaving her alone in Seoul. I also want to visit my sisters."

Jifeng nodded slightly. They had been married for almost two months, and it was time to go back and visit. "Alright, I'll go with you tomorrow."

Xu Xian looked at Jifeng with surprise. "OPPA, are you not busy? It's fine, I can go by myself. You don't have to accompany me; don't treat me like a child."

Jifeng smiled. "The energy company can be handled today. You are now a key protected member of our family. I have to accompany you wherever you go." He indeed had nothing much to do, as his subordinates were handling everything. He just wanted to enjoy being an island owner. If he had to manage and decide everything himself, it would go against his initial intention of returning to the island.

After breakfast, Jifeng kissed Xu Xian lightly, went out, and drove to the port. Seeing that the ranch's trucks were still loading, he greeted them and told them not to rush, as he wouldn't need the cargo ship for the next few days.

Borrowing a speedboat from the port, Jifeng drove it alone towards the southeast, disappearing from the sea in a blink. Everyone was used to Jifeng's mysterious ways. He often went out alone, and despite being a billionaire, he didn't have a single bodyguard, and even had only five secretaries, four of whom were usually out on business.

However, most of the islanders were quite satisfied with Jifeng's complete delegation of power. Initially, they were worried that after Jifeng took over Jeju Island, he might make significant changes to the island's affairs. But after a few months, it seemed that the island owner was indeed a lazy person, almost never managing anything, fully implementing the policy of islander self-governance he had promised. This put the islanders at ease, as they preferred an island owner who only made money and spent money but didn't interfere much.

They also admired Jifeng's low profile. To this day, no newspaper or TV station has interviewed him, and his image has not been leaked. Even many islanders don't know who the island owner is, only that he is usually on the island but not sure who exactly he is. Recently, there have been rumors that the island owner lives in the Shilla Hotel, occupying an entire building, but the Shilla Hotel has not confirmed this, only saying that it is a long-term room booking by a major client.

After a round on the sea, Jifeng found a sea area with no ships within several nautical miles, took out two disposable spatial bags from his space, and suddenly rose to over a hundred meters in the air, standing still in the sky. After confirming that there were no ships in sight, Jifeng directly poured the contents of the spatial bags into the sea.

"Boom! Boom!..."

Several loud splashes echoed as massive objects suddenly appeared on the sea surface. The huge objects, tens to hundreds of meters tall, caused the entire sea area to churn, with several-meter-high waves spreading out in all directions. The most unfortunate was the small speedboat Jifeng had driven, which was capsized by the impact, with only the hull still visible on the water, bobbing up and down with the waves.

Jifeng sighed with a bitter smile, fished the speedboat out, and righted it before slowly descending onto the largest deep-sea exploration ship. This massive ship, over 400 meters long, had drill pipes tied to the drill rig, with two 37-meter-wide ships on either side, and extendable drilling rigs on both sides that could drill three oil wells simultaneously within an 800-meter range.

When Jifeng first saw these specifications, he was truly stunned. In the current era, let alone deep-sea exploration ships capable of drilling over 20,000 meters, even those capable of drilling over 10,000 meters are only possessed by a few countries. After all, drilling oil wells in the sea is entirely different from on land, with well pressures in the sea being dozens of times higher than on land, and the unpredictable nature of the sea making it even more challenging.

But this thing, in Thomas's hands, was considered junk. Damn, Jifeng was truly shocked. Ah, the difference in eras is really incomparable.

Next to it were eight shallow-water oil platforms and a massive deep-water oil platform with a draft of nearly 30 meters, capable of drilling in deep waters up to 5,500 meters.

The shallow-water oil platforms had a draft of only seven meters, resembling giant crabs on the sea surface. After the exploration ship drilled the oil wells, the platforms could take over directly, with no oil leakage in between.

This giant crab had eight legs that could firmly anchor in shallow waters, even with the strongest typhoons unable to move it, ensuring the safety of the oil platform. The platform itself could store 20,000 tons of crude oil, but based on Thomas's suggestion, Jifeng added a 200,000-ton automatic oil storage tank to each platform.

Thomas, upon hearing that Jifeng wanted to develop the Jeju Island oil field, laughed and said that the 20,000-ton capacity would likely be filled in a day. If the oil tanker was delayed for a few days, they would have to shut down the drilling, causing significant losses. For the sake of his money, and since the automatic oil storage tanks were not expensive, Jifeng decided to buy them as well.

(Yesterday afternoon, while the boss was away, I had a sudden surge of inspiration and typed for over an hour. Then the boss suddenly came in and wanted to use my computer to print something (only my computer could do color printing). I quickly stepped out to smoke a cigarette, and when I came back, he had closed my manuscript without saving it. I almost cried. Please search for Piaowen Academy for better and faster updates!)

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