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Shi Wen looked down at the page, sent an emoji, and then asked:

Someone wants to buy our pigeons.

[I'm a little reluctant to sell them; after all, you raised these pigeons yourself.]

[However, with so many pigeons, we don't know how to train them and we need to take good care of them, which is a bit of a hassle.]

What do you think?

Yan Kexing quickly replied: [Anything is fine. Let's chat later, we can screen mirror it.]

Shi Wen: "!!!"

Shi Wen the message abruptly retracted, he sat bolt upright, a look of utter shock on his face.

My phone vibrated; Yan Kexing had sent a message: [It's okay, don't worry.]

Shi Wen was so surprised that he had predicted his own prediction that he almost wanted to throw his phone away.

However, he couldn't actually throw the phone away at that moment; he could only stare at it.

Shi Wen's expression changed quite noticeably.

The group members who were drinking milk tea were startled.

The group admin, Old Liu, asked, "What's wrong?"

Shi Wen calming down, Shi Wen shook his head and said, "No, my brother has something to take care of, so he hasn't replied to my question about the pigeons yet."

The group admin, Old Liu, thought he was making excuses and asked regretfully, "Really not going to consider it? We genuinely love your pigeons."

Shi Wen: "No, please wait a moment, everyone. My brother should get back to me once he's finished with his work over there. Speaking of which, I don't know the current price of young pigeons? If anyone wants to buy one—"

"That's easy." Group admin Old Liu immediately took out his phone, opened a webpage, and handed it to Shi Wen. "You can see the latest prices for pigeons on this webpage; it's for this fall and winter."

Shi Wen of a pigeon auction in Belgium has reached a new record high, with a mysterious Hua Country buyer spending 14.24 million yuan on a prized possession.

A look of confusion crossed his face.

Seeing his strange expression, Old Liu flipped his phone over and glanced at it himself. Seeing the headline, he immediately scrolled down. "Not this one! Breeding pigeons are expensive, but not this much. This is the price of champion breeding pigeons."

Shi Wen nodded in understanding.

Old Liu breathed a sigh of relief, "Look below, that's the price of adult pigeons this year."

Shi Wen people looking down.

The price of Iron Stream pigeons ranges from 800 to 3,000; Blue Cat pigeons are slightly more expensive, costing over 1,000 but under 5,000; Auntie pigeons are the cheapest, with the lowest price being only 600.

These are the prices of common racing pigeons in China. If the pigeon has won a prize or its offspring are involved, the price will be at least double.

There are also some particularly expensive pigeons, all of which are imported breeds.

Shi Wen a look and found that almost every pigeon had a different price.

Pigeon racing enthusiasts consider many factors when judging pigeons, including breed, eye color, and body shape, with detailed considerations for both positive and negative points.

Like other animals, racing pigeons have a general market price, but the main factor is the psychological price of both the buyer and seller. If they can reach an agreement, they can continue the transaction; if not, the deal falls through.

After carefully examining the Shi Wen, Shi Wen realized that his racing pigeons probably wouldn't fetch a very high price.

The source of his pigeon eggs is rather unusual. He doesn't know the bloodline or performance of the previous generation of pigeons, so people can only buy them based on the current condition of the young pigeons, and naturally, they won't pay a high price.

However, selling it for a thousand or eight hundred shouldn't be a problem.

As he was looking at the prices, his phone vibrated slightly.

Someone sent him WeChat.

He opened the WeChat and saw that it wasn't from Yan Kexing, but from his eldest disciple Gong Jiang.

Gong Jiang posted two photos in total.

One photo shows Yan Kexing, dressed in a suit and tie, standing in front of a long table, looking down at WeChat. Behind him, on a large screen, WeChat appears as the background. In front of him, a group of serious-looking foreigners in suits and ties are all staring at the screen. On the screen, a row of WeChat have been deleted, and the top contact's name is "Shi Wen".

The second photo also features Yan Kexing. Yan Kexing has put his phone aside, and WeChat on the large screen has been logged out. A row of foreigners are looking at Yan Kexing, several of them with obvious mocking expressions on their faces.

Shi Wen at the colors, the composition, and the intense emotions conveyed in the photograph—

She raised her hand and texted Gong Jiang: [Why didn't you submit these two photos to an international photography competition?!]

Gong Jiang: [Is that okay?]

Shi Wen: [...]

Gong Jiang: [Clenched fists. JPG]

Shi Wen my vision go black.

Gong Jiang texted him again: [It's okay, who hasn't received private messages during a meeting? It's just a screen mirroring, everyone's used to it.]

Shi Wen: [Please shut up. JPG]

Gong Jiang: [Yes, Master.]

Shi Wen: [I'll take your dog's life tomorrow. JPG]

Shi Wen and Gong Jiang chatted for a while.

Yan Kexing replied to him.

Shi Wen immediately abandoned his Gong Jiang to check on Yan Kexing's whereabouts.

Yan Kexing:

[I was just in a meeting, but it's okay, everyone's someone I know.]

I think the pigeons are worth selling. If you want to keep them, just keep one or two pairs.

[Your focus isn't on the pigeons, so there's no need to keep so many. Besides, the quality of this batch of racing pigeons is relatively average. Breeding them for a few more generations on the ranch will improve the situation considerably.]

I was Shi Wen.

Shi Wen: [Okay, then I'll keep two pairs. I'll see if they want the others; if the price is right, I'll sell them.]

Yan Kexing: [Sell them. It's too hard for you to raise so many small animals all by yourself.]

Shi Wen: [Previously, I was mainly thinking that these were the first batch of pigeons you raised yourself.]

Yan Kexing: [It's alright, there are probably many more we can train in the future.]

Shi Wen: [Then I'll ask them if they want to buy it. This is the first money we've earned together. When you get back, we'll use this as special funds to go out for a meal.]

After exchanging a few words, Shi Wen looked up with a smile and said, "My brother said it's no problem. I'll keep two pairs for myself and sell the rest."