Ryuyama Yiro realized these were Wagyu calves. After going over to inspect them, he easily judged from experience that they were exceptionally high-quality.
He was genuinely panicking.
There really was Wagyu at Qinglin Ranch. He immediately looked toward the other cowsheds, and the other Wagyu calves came into view.
From his experience, they all seemed to be Wagyu calves as well.
The ranch owners naturally began inspecting the Wagyu calves, too. A moment later, they all exclaimed in surprise:
"They really are Wagyu!"
"Qinglin Ranch is impressive. They really bred Wagyu."
"And such fine-looking Wagyu, too!"
"..."
The people Ryuyama Yiro had brought with him all looked uneasy.
They had come to expose Qinglin Ranch's fake Wagyu, but things seemed to be going wrong.
After confirming that Qinglin Ranch had Wagyu, the ranch owners all looked delighted.
One ranch owner asked, "Sirs, where are those cattle now?"
"Yeah, could you let us see them?" another ranch owner asked.
"Don't rush, everyone. We invited you here to inspect the breeding cattle, after all. We'll bring out the two breeding bulls right away." The three men in charge of breeding Wagyu herded the calf back into the cowshed.
Then they led the two yellow-haired Wagyu breeding bulls out from the other side.
The moment the cattle came out, the ranch owners' attention was drawn to them.
They all raised cattle, so they could tell at a glance that these were two exceptional breeding bulls. They instinctively went over to them.
When the two bulls came out, Ryuyama Yiro's heart sank.
He could tell at a glance that they were unquestionably two premium Wagyu breeding bulls.
That was his expertise.
Otherwise, he would never have become chairman of the Wagyu Association.
But hadn't Yamaki Ranch said that the cattle they sold to Qinglin