The term "two major native cow breed conservation areas" means that, due to the development of its ranching industry, Japan crossbred local cow breeds with breeding bulls from around the world to cultivate new breeds. This led to a sharp decrease in the number of pure native Japanese cows, leaving only these two places that still have pure breeds.
Not only that, world-famous Japanese beef is divided into several brands within the country, and the place where Yan Fei currently is happens to be one of them. It’s not just one of several brands; there’s another situation where at least two of Japan’s well-known beef brands rely on this piece of land beneath Yan Fei to supply their calves.
Because the beef from this place is not only a well-known Japanese brand itself but also supplies calves to other brands, there’s a rather absurd rule here—all the ’mating materials’ for the breeding bulls can only circulate locally and are strictly forbidden to leave. And this bizarre policy is even approved by the Japanese leadership.
One can imagine, if you wanted to find a cattle ranch in this place, you wouldn’t really be searching; soaring in the sky and looking down, you could spot several with just a glance.
Now, Yan Fei could only agonize over his options as he surveyed each one, trying to pick the ones that seemed to have particularly lavish facilities, then flying over to check out the names—in Yan Fei’s view, most of the cattle ranches here, big or small, could easily be called luxurious compared to his own modest operation.
Generally speaking, it should be easy to search in this way, especially since flying overhead allows for faster speed than if you were driving a car, which might take a whole day to find one. But searching from the sky around the outskirts of the city, it becomes much easier.
But in reality, it wasn’t like that at all, because Chai Qi’s company used its parent company’s name for external purposes, and the names of these cattle ranches might not necessarily be the same!
As a result, Yan Fei circled around for quite a while but ultimately couldn’t confirm which ones were his actual targets.
Even a clay Buddha has a three-point fiery temperament. After flying for most of the night and crossing over a vast sea—an effort of three thousand miles through cloud-veiled moon—wasn’t it hard enough to come this far? To discover that he couldn’t find his intended targets was simply a joke.
Not being able to find the targets was not a big deal; he might as well just randomly pick one to strike at!
Anyway, it was all the same to him; regardless of which cattle ranch he targeted, he felt no guilt in his heart.
Was raising cattle easy? Starting from scratch, he had barely managed to scrape together a small business with a few hundred cows. Then he found that the neighboring company, which could be considered his sworn enemy, had turned this business into something world-famous; how frustrating was that?
What was even more frustrating was that they could each mind their own business; after all, he was just dabbling on a small scale with no real competition with them at the moment. Everyone should have been at peace—you go your sunny broad road, and I’ll go on my narrow bridge, and that should have been fine, right?
But the enemy, already so successful, still harbored designs on his modest enterprise, trying all kinds of ways to poach his employees. If open tactics didn’t work, they’d resort to sneaky ones; if one strategy failed, they’d switch to another, giving him no peace. It was almost as though they wished to drive his small business into the ground, and describing it as an "outrageous bullying" seemed almost too light; anyone else in his shoes couldn’t have borne it!
Given these circumstances, there was nothing more to be said—it didn’t matter which one he caught, he’d simply act first and ask questions later. If he mistook someone else’s for his target, it would serve them right to have bad luck. After all, enemies were everywhere, so there was no need to be picky.
Choosing one of the cattle ranches that wasn’t the largest but appeared the most ’luxurious’ from the ones he’d flown over, Yan Fei dove down.