With the increase in blood consumption, the number of meat rabbits needed per meal had increased to over ten. Consequently, Xiang Kun had to have a vehicle take him to the farm each time he went to purchase rabbits.
The vehicle he called for today was a small van, one he had booked several times before.
While the driver was chatty, had poor driving skills, and was not good with directions, he was otherwise pretty good: honest and cheap.
"Good morning, Brother Xiang." The driver said, greeting Xiang Kun. When he saw Old Xia, who had followed him into the van, he paused momentarily before saying, "Hello, sister-in-law..."
Xiang Kun laughed helplessly, "Don't mess around. She's my friend. We're going to choose some meat rabbits together."
He had previously mentioned to this driver the reason for his need for a large number of meat rabbits, and he gave the same explanation to the security guard at his apartment complex - he was practicing for future rabbit meat restaurant endeavors.
