"I know." Lin Qi Yan kept filming as he spoke softly. "Brother Xian is so pitiful. Raising crocodiles costs so much, and so many ran away at once. We don't even know if he'll make his money back this year."
"If we find them all today, he can," Lu Ao said. "Let's look first."
Lin Qi Yan quietly sighed.
He had looked it up before. Crocodiles were nationally protected animals, and getting breeding permits was no easy matter. Especially for Siamese Crocodiles, which were not native to their area and had to be imported from abroad. The approvals and import costs alone required hundreds of thousands.
The cost of raising crocodiles was also high. Never mind the labor and supplies—crocodiles ate an enormous amount. Every week, they consumed thirty percent of their own body weight in food. In other words, a thirty-jin crocodile ate ten jin of meat every week.
Even if they fed the crocodiles fish, ten jin of fish would cost at least several dozen yuan. That was no small expense.
Lin Qi Yan continued filming while quietly explaining things to the camera.
So the viewers could understand the situation.
Just as he was speaking, Lu Ao suddenly said, "Back up."
"Huh?"
"There's a crocodile."
"Where? How come I can't see it? It's all grass!" Lin Qi Yan instantly tensed up, his words tumbling out. "How far back? How many meters away do I need to be?"
Lu Ao said, "Ten meters. Now, back up!"
Lin Qi Yan was so frightened his hair practically stood on end. He turned and ran, looking back toward Lu Ao as he fled.
Just as he had run two or three meters away, he turned and saw a black shadow flash in front of Lu Ao.
"Ah—" Lin Qi Yan screamed.
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