Chapter 728 - 340: Florida Doesn’t Keep Idle People! (Part 4)

Chapter 728: Chapter 340: Florida Doesn’t Keep Idle People! (Part 4)

"I’ve already had the housekeepers move all our luggage from the hotel."

Max was the first to rush in, barefoot on the soft and expensive wool carpet, arms spread wide as she spun around in the massive living room, shouting excitedly.

"Oh my God! Honey! Are you a demon? We just discussed it last night, and you rented the whole place for us this morning?"

Aliya slowly walked to the giant floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the breathtaking scenery outside, her eyes filled with emotion.

This man, ever since college, always took the most direct actions to arrange and handle everything for her.

Emily, held by Lin Yu’an, was led to the sunniest studio, where a brand-new easel and a complete set of top-notch, non-toxic paints quietly stood by the window.

"Do you like it?" Lin Yu’an gently embraced her from behind.

"I absolutely love it here. Although it’s not as big as our farm, this cozy size makes it even more homey." Emily murmured happily, leaning in his arms.

Seeing the genuine smiles on their faces, Lin Yu’an felt the last stone in his heart finally settle.

A few days later, once the wives had settled everything in the new home, after spending the afternoon playing chase with the kids and dogs on the carpet, Lin Yu’an once again embarked on a journey.

In the VIP lounge at Anchorage Airport, there was no sorrowful farewell—only warm hugs and words of encouragement filled with confidence.

"Take care of yourself and look after them." Lin Yu’an said to Aliya.

"Don’t worry, I’ve got things covered at home." Aliya kissed him on the lips.

"Hey, babe, don’t die at sea." Max punched his chest and then gave him a fierce kiss.

"When you return, take us out to sea." Emily touched her belly, her eyes filled with anticipation.

"Deal."

Without any hesitation, Lin Yu’an turned and embarked alone on the journey to Fort Lauderdale, Florida.

There lies the world’s famous city of yachts, home to the finest maritime schools and the most professional coaching teams globally.

And in April, it offers the ideal warm sunshine and blue seas for a beginner to raise his life’s first sail.

It’s a journey spanning the entire North American continent.

There’s no direct flight from Anchorage to Florida, so Lin Yu’an had a brief layover at the Seattle airport.

When he disembarked from the Alaska Airlines flight and stepped into the bustling transit hall, he could already feel the obvious climate change.

As the aircraft of the last leg descended, the window showed crisscrossed green lands sliced by canals, heralding a new world waiting for him!

After nearly ten hours of flying and waiting, the plane finally landed smoothly at Fort Lauderdale-Hollywood International Airport.

The moment Lin Yu’an stepped out of the cabin, he was instantly enveloped by a wave entirely opposite to Alaska.

It was not the bone-chilling cold but the warm, humid air mixed with the scent of salty seawater and tropical plants, and the sunshine aggressively kissed his skin.

Wearing only a simple T-shirt, he immediately felt like he stepped from a calm black-and-white silent film into a vibrant, colorful movie.

Outside the airport, the taxi waiting area was orderly with a hint of chaotic vigor. The yellow cabs moved quickly like a group of tropical fish under the dispatcher’s guidance.

Lin Yu’an got into a taxi with the air conditioning at its max, giving the address of a hotel booked on Binhai Avenue.

The driver, a sun-tanned middle-aged white man wearing sunglasses, asked in a cheerful and lazy tone, "Are you traveling from China?"

"From Alaska." Lin Yu’an replied succinctly.

"Wow," the driver whistled, "That’s quite a leap, sir. Welcome to the Sunshine State, where we have only two kinds of weather: hot and hotter!"

The car smoothly exited the airport, merging into the heavy traffic flow.

The scene outside was completely different from Anchorage’s snow-capped mountains and bays, with tall palm trees, colorful buildings, and canals everywhere lined with yachts berthed at private docks.

All of which showcased the wealth and vitality of this "world yacht capital!"

Before a ramp leading to a flyover bridge, the traffic became unusually congested for some unclear reason, with vehicles inching forward.

Lin Yu’an’s gaze swept outside, where a wide canal ran parallel to the highway, flanked by lush subtropical plants.

Right then, his eyes narrowed and fixed on an old Ford pickup truck a short distance ahead.

The pickup’s open bed showed two men, dressed only in work shorts and suntanned to a deep red, fighting something.

That thing was as thick as an adult’s thigh, covered in dark grid-like patterns, writhing and coiling fiercely in their hands.

It wasn’t a rope nor a fire hose but a gigantic python!

One of the men pinned the snake’s head down with his knee, while the other tried forcefully to stuff the python’s wildly flailing back half into a canvas bag.

Their movements appeared clumsy yet carried a peculiar air of expert familiarity.

The surrounding vehicles slowed down; drivers, far from panicking, watched with interest, pulling out their phones to record, as if enjoying a free street performance.

Lin Yu’an had seen many kinds of prey, but witnessing python hunting on a modern highway was indeed a first.

He asked the driver beside him in a deep voice, "Is that... someone’s pet escaped?"

The driver didn’t even fully turn his head, just cast a glance in that direction, before bursting into hearty laughter.

"Pet? Hahaha, buddy, you sure know how to joke! That’s no pet; it’s a paycheck!"

Seeing Lin Yu’an’s confused look, the driver eagerly explained, "Burmese pythons, invasive species, have devoured almost all our local wildlife in the swamps."

"So the state government offers a bounty; anyone who catches one can claim a reward, paid by the foot. That one they caught looks at least ten feet long, probably worth a few hundred US Dollars."

He pointed at the men still wrestling with the python, "They’re likely nearby construction workers or gardeners, trying their luck by the canal during their lunch break or after hours."

"Here, as long as you’re willing to make an effort, roadside trouble can turn into your cash or citation!"

The driver glanced at Lin Yu’an through the rearview mirror, who was lost in thought, grinned, and said in a tone both teasing and welcoming:

"Ha, you’ll get used to it, friend. Welcome to Florida!"

Lin Yu’an’s lips slowly curled into a smile, recalling the widely circulated online saying: "Florida doesn’t keep idle people."

Until this moment, he realized it wasn’t a joke. The absurd yet lively scene before him was the vivid interpretation of those words.

This warm sea indeed appeared even more interesting than he imagined.

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(In Florida, you can live without a monthly pass, but you can’t live without a job~~)