Chapter 11

After buying the small-leaf rosewood and the cat and dog, Shen Hong left with the cold and beautiful woman and the tall young man, feeling very satisfied.

Before leaving, he even left a business card for Su Jing, looking very pleased. He had originally come out to look for his lost border collie, but now not only had he found the border collie, he had also unexpectedly obtained a treasure. How could he not be happy?

After seeing off Shen Hong and the other two, Su Jing took a shower, changed his clothes, and then went to his uncle's house with Zhao Mengxiang and Su Yan to have a lobster feast. Zhao Mengxiang told Su Zhenhong about how Su Jing had earned hundreds of thousands in the afternoon, which left Su Zhenhong stunned and praising Su Jing endlessly.

"How come there's only one lobster?" When the dishes were served, Su Jing couldn't help but ask, seeing only one lobster.

"Eating one was already painful, I couldn't bear to cook a second one. It's just that my seafood shop is opening tomorrow, so I'll use it as a signature dish," Su Zhenhong said.

"Alright." Su Jing was speechless. It was rare for his uncle to agree to cook lobster, but in the end, he only cooked one, which wasn't enough to eat. However, his uncle's family was used to being frugal, and if he insisted on cooking two, they might not enjoy the meal.

As for his uncle's plan to run a seafood shop, Su Jing had heard about it long ago and was very supportive. First, the number of tourists at the beach was increasing, making business better. Second, his uncle had excellent cooking skills, and not opening a restaurant would be a waste. However, Su Jing didn't know that the opening time was tomorrow. Tomorrow was the Dragon Boat Festival holiday, so there would be even more tourists, making it a good day.

After dinner, it was almost seven o'clock, but because it was summer, it wasn't completely dark yet, so they didn't need a flashlight to walk home.

Su Jing was thinking that the remaining rotten wood in the pile of garbage could be used as firewood, and the broken stones and ceramic pieces needed to be dealt with. After his own observation and Shen Hong's appraisal, they were definitely waste and didn't need to be kept.

"Vroom vroom vroom..."

A tractor drove by, driven by a man from the village.

Su Jing suddenly had an idea and waved to call out, "Uncle Ying, wait a moment."

Su Zhenying quickly disengaged the clutch and stepped on the brake, stopping the tractor. "A Jing, is there something?"

"Where are you taking this soil?" Su Jing pointed to the soil in the back of the tractor.

"To Old Duck's new house. The land on one side is much lower and needs to be leveled," Su Zhenying smiled.

"Do you need more? I have a few tons of broken stones and ceramic pieces in my backyard. You can take them to fill the land," Su Jing said.

"Sure, broken stones and ceramic pieces will make it more solid. After I deliver this load, I'll come to your place," Su Zhenying nodded. The place he was delivering soil to was much farther away than Su Jing's house, so going to Su Jing's house would save a lot of fuel and time, and he was more than willing.

Su Zhenying delivered the soil and returned to Su Jing's house about ten minutes later with an empty tractor. He saw the pile of broken stones and ceramic pieces in the backyard and was a bit curious about where they came from. Su Jing explained that he had planned to do a ceramics business but accidentally broke them.

Su Zhenying didn't think much of it, and the two of them loaded the broken stones and ceramic pieces onto the tractor.

"Uncle Ying, are you familiar with the construction workers who do house renovations?" Su Jing asked, lighting a cigarette for Su Zhenying during a break.

"Of course, I deal with them all the time," Su Zhenying nodded.

"Can you ask them to help me repair the old house and raise the backyard wall a bit?" Su Jing asked. He could have hired people himself, but he felt it was more reliable to go through someone he knew, and the prices would be fair. Although he had earned hundreds of thousands, it was far from enough to spend recklessly.

"Your old house does need repairs. I'll call Old Zhang over, and you can tell him your requirements. As for the building materials..."

"Uncle Ying, I'll entrust you with transporting the materials. Don't undercharge me," Su Jing said preemptively. Su Zhenying mainly did business in transporting building materials, so this was essentially giving him a job.

"Hehe, I won't be polite then. I'll contact Old Zhang right away," Su Zhenying patted Su Jing's shoulder, admiring him. He thought that someone who had been to university was different, coming back to repair the old house must mean he had earned a lot of money outside. However, if Su Jing knew what he was thinking, he would probably feel a bit ashamed, as his actual earnings were only a little over ten thousand.

After Su Zhenying transported the broken stones and ceramic pieces, the backyard became spacious again.

Su Jing first checked the bucket of monster meat to ensure it was intact before feeling relieved.

He couldn't stay idle, so he bought a few pounds of beef, not for eating, but to learn how to make jerky. Using soy sauce to preserve the monster meat was only a temporary solution, as it could only last two to three months. He wanted to preserve some of the monster meat for a longer time to use later. Therefore, he planned to make jerky, vacuum-pack it, and buy a refrigerator to store it. As for adding preservatives, Su Jing was firmly against it, as it could damage the monster meat, making it counterproductive.

Su Jing didn't want to waste any of the monster meat, so he decided to experiment with beef and pork first. Although he could ask for advice and look up information, he needed to try it himself to avoid any mistakes. As for hiring professionals, Su Jing wouldn't even consider it, as the monster meat was too special and should not be exposed to outsiders.

By the time Su Jing had mastered the process of making jerky, it was already ten o'clock at night. Not fully prepared, he didn't plan to make monster jerky that night and went to bed early.

Around three or four in the morning, the rumbling sound in the sky came as expected, and a large amount of garbage poured down from the vortex in the sky.

Su Jing was woken up and quickly got out of bed, not even bothering to put on clothes or shoes, and ran to the backyard.

Having experienced the benefits of the garbage from another dimension, Su Jing had long changed his deep hatred for it to great anticipation. Who wouldn't like garbage that had earned him hundreds of thousands in an afternoon?

"Rustle rustle..."

The garbage poured down, directly knocking down three trees, and the amount was at least twice as much as last time.

The vortex in the sky gradually disappeared, and the garbage stopped falling.

"Hey, there's no discussion in the air this time."

Su Jing didn't rush to deal with the garbage in the yard but looked up at the sky, trying to understand who was sending the garbage here. Could they be the legendary time managers? However, to his disappointment, there was no discussion this time.

Su Jing didn't dwell on it, as it was something he couldn't figure out. He looked down at the garbage, giving it a quick glance. His first impression was—chaos, much more chaotic than the last time.

This was clearly not garbage from the Panlong world, as there was a long spear, which looked like a weapon from the Anti-Japanese War period. Unfortunately, it had been in the water for a long time, rusted and rotted, and was definitely waste. In addition, there were some rags, weeds, and ship planks and masts that had been soaked and rotted for a long time, as well as rusted iron sheets.

"Hey, what's this?"

Su Jing flipped through the pile of garbage and saw a moss-covered, greenish object. At first, he thought it was a large stone, but after clearing away all the garbage and revealing its full form, he realized it was a shell, a huge spiral shell. He estimated that he could just barely hold it with both hands.

Su Jing also noticed that its opening seemed to be fitted with a door. He reached out and tried it, and it actually opened. The moment it opened, a warm, steamy air rushed out, as if something was being cooked inside.

Su Jing was surprised. The surrounding garbage was cold, and the surface of the shell wasn't hot, yet there was warm air coming out. This was unscientific!