pasture leisure

Chapter 116 Small Matters
After cleaning a piece of land, Cannon wanted to take a break, put down his tools and went to the shelf by the wall, reached for the thermos and wanted to take a sip of coffee.

After picking up the pot, he found that the pot was actually empty, so Cannon took the pot back to the BOSS's room, ready to pick up a pot of coffee.

After entering the room, Zhang Chi was found sitting on a chair, frowning and looking at the paper in front of him.

Cannon didn't bother his boss, but took a pot of coffee quietly and prepared to go back to work.

Before he could leave the door, he heard a long sigh from behind.

"Boss, there is no suitable place yet?" Cannon turned his head and asked.

Zhang Chi replied: "It's so easy, the cattle can be sold for such a small amount of money, but the land rent is so expensive. According to the price they charge, I will do them a lot of work in a year."

Zhang Chi has been looking for a good pasture these days, to see if he can rent a pasture to raise more cattle. Who knows, if he doesn’t ask, he doesn’t know. Now the price of renting a pasture directly shocked him, seventy acres A small ranch costs tens of thousands a year to rent.

If it is calculated normally, if there are [-] acres and [-] acres of cows, then there are only about [-] cows. The money is not tens of thousands of yuan, what is the point of renting this ranch?
This is still a small number. Zhang Chi saw a ranch for [-] years. Unless you rent this kind of ranch, it must be a tourist ranch, otherwise it must be a loss.

"Now that the price of beef is very high, the price of renting a ranch has naturally increased accordingly. To be honest, BOSS, I don't think it is a good idea to rent a ranch."

Cannon said.

Zhang Chi didn't say he agreed, but he didn't deny it either: "Tell me about it."

"Even if we rent a suitable one, we won't make any money in the first year, and we have to replant the big beard grass in the second year. If this is the case, it will take two years to come and go. These two people We will definitely lose money, and we may make some money in the third year, but who knows whether the cattle price will be high or low after three years, it’s okay to say if it is high, if it is low, we will lose another year.”

Cannon and Zhang Chi shared their thoughts.

Looking at the ranch these days, Zhang Chi's heart is almost cold. At this moment, Zhang Chi is wondering what kind of fool rents a ranch?

If it is rented out at such a price, what kind of cattle do you still raise? Just rent the pasture and go to the city to drink and make chicks, wouldn't it be good?Why bother smelling cow dung in the ranch all year round!
"Hey, let's see if we can't, let's get some machinery," Zhang Chi said to Cannon.

Cannon said: "That's what I said. In the end, you have to make up your mind. I'm going to work."

Zhang Chi said: "Now that there are fewer cows, you should take a rest."

Cannon is a bit restless. There are fewer cows now, but he does a lot of work. If he has time, he can make leather straps, bridle belts and so on.

"It's okay, it's okay, idle is idle, our work is already less," Cannon said with a smile.

Cannon is extremely satisfied with his current life, so he naturally works harder than before. When he is happy, he suddenly feels idle for half an hour, and Cannon feels that he has nothing to do.

After chatting with Zhang Chi, Cannon took the coffee pot and went to the bullpen.

Zhang Chi sat at the table for a while, and then he heard a groaning sound in his ears.

As soon as he heard the sound, Zhang Chi knew that his little black cat was hungry again.

The little guy has grown up quite fast, and is now almost half the size of Ergou, but his barking is still the same, a bit rusty.

This little guy is very afraid of people, as timid as a needle point, except for Zhang Chi who is not afraid, Cannon is afraid, as long as there is someone in the room, it will find a corner to stay, and wait for people to leave will come out.

Zhang Chi got a bottle of milk for the little guy, held him in his arms, and put him down after he was full.

Er Gou didn't know where he was going at this time, anyway, this guy was a shopkeeper, he didn't care about the child he gave birth to, and threw it directly to Zhang Chi, and he didn't know whether Zhang Chi was the owner or it was the owner.

The entire relationship between a master and a pet is chaotic.

After feeding the little black cat, Zhang Chi is going to go around the uncle and aunt's house. This time, he is not going to eat and drink, but to see what the uncle and aunt have to bring.

It will be Christmas soon, and when Christmas is over, Zhang Chi is going to go back to China for the Spring Festival. When he comes back, he will naturally bring some things. It was troublesome to bring things before, but now that he has a gourd, Zhang Chi There is nothing to be ashamed of.

As for whether the things brought in will cause pollution to the American environment, is this something that a small person like Zhang Chi should consider?

It can be summed up in one sentence: It's off my mind!

I drove to the restaurant of my uncle's house, parked the car, Zhang Chi got out of the car, and took out a goose and a chicken from the back compartment.

"Uncle, uncle."

Pushing open the door, Zhang Chi opened his mouth and shouted.

Standing at the door, Zhang Chi saw that the old couple, uncle and aunt, were washing eggs. There was a whole big basin containing hundreds of duck eggs.

"What is this for?"

Zhang Chi put the geese and chickens in his hands to the back kitchen, and asked after he came out.

Aunt Gu Ying said with a smile: "Your brother wants to eat salted duck eggs, I decided to pickle some, and after the salting is done, I will send some to you, and eat it when you eat porridge in the morning."

"Hey, auntie, what are you doing so much trouble for? Can Chinese supermarkets still have this thing?" Zhang Chi sat down while talking, and helped auntie start washing the duck eggs.

"The things outside are not as good as our own pickling," the aunt said.

Zhang Youliang looked at his nephew and said, "What do you bring here again? How much can we eat? Half of the beef we delivered last time is still in the refrigerator."

"Eat it slowly, and it tastes better when it's refrigerated for a while to drain the acid," Zhang Chi said.

"How's the matter with the cowboys on your ranch? When will the results come out?" Zhang Youliang asked again.

Zhang Chi said: "It's not that you don't know the efficiency of things here. According to Leonard, it will take at least one or two months. If there is any accident, it will take a little longer."

Many people who have never been to the United States may think that the efficiency of handling affairs in the United States is high. In fact, after living for a while, you will understand that the efficiency of handling affairs here is not only not high, but also lower than that in China.

When Zhang Chi returned to China last year, he had experienced the efficiency of the county. Let’s put it this way, if Zhang Chi could finish things in the county in one afternoon, he would have to wait here for at least a week or two.

It feels like domestic affairs are getting faster and more convenient, but the efficiency here is getting slower and slower, and civil servants feel more Buddhist than domestic ones.

Like the Cannon matter, you said there is no difficulty. After the money is paid and the materials are handed in, the rest is a matter of approval. In fact, there is nothing to review or not to review. If you don't pay the money, it's normal for this last step to be delayed for a month or two.

There is no reason, just procrastinating like this, and when it is really necessary to do it, these gentlemen can remember to let you do it.

To use the vulgar language of Zhang Chi's hometown, it means: if you don't have shit, you don't pull your ass.

"The good thing is that Cannon is back now, otherwise, it would be troublesome," Zhang Chi continued.

Zhang Youliang said: "Then just wait."

At this time, the aunt opened her mouth and asked, "Did your second brother send you a message to say how he is doing now?"

Zhang Chi replied: "Is this the case, or I will ask you later?"

Aunt Gu Ying thought for a while: "Forget it, don't ask, this child is like a donkey released, he doesn't know how to go home at all."

There was no news of the second son for a long time, Gu Ying was a little worried.

Zhang Chi listened, put down the duck egg in his hand and started sending messages to his second brother Zhang Wu.

After waiting for a minute or two, before Brother Xiaowu came back, Zhang Chi had no choice but to say to his expectant aunt: "Maybe Brother Xiaowu is a little busy."

"I don't know if this child is eating well..." Gu Ying couldn't let it go after all.

Gu Ying doesn't care whether her son earns more or less money, she just cares about whether the child is eating well and whether he is sick or not.

Why does the eldest son Zhang Wen worry about her now? Zhang Wen has never let the old couple worry about him since he was a child, but Zhang Wu is different. He has always been a troublemaker since he was a child. It's like the parents are tied to the belt.

But often such children worry the parents the most.

"Don't worry, Brother Xiao Wu is sure to be fine." Zhang Chi comforted his aunt.

Zhang Youliang said: "What can he do? If he has something to do, he will definitely come back and ask for money. He hasn't come back now, and there is no news to prove that he is doing well."

Zhang Chi held back his laughter, sat back on the bench and continued washing duck eggs.

After about four or five minutes, Zhang Chi heard a message from his mobile phone.

I took it out and saw that it was Brother Xiao Wu who came back.

The message said: I was watching the premiere of a movie just now, I turned off my phone and didn't receive it, what's the matter?

Zhang Chi said to his aunt: "Brother Xiao Wu was attending the premiere of the movie just now."

"What premiere?"

"Playing for the first time" Zhang Youliang gave the simplest explanation.

"Oh".

Gu Ying didn't understand either, but she was relieved when she heard her son's reply.

Zhang Chi asked here, and Zhang Wu also briefly explained on the other side.

I heard from Zhang Wu that he should live a good life now that he has made some money. Zhang Chi doesn't know much about the film and television industry, and he doesn't know how they make money. But since Brother Xiao Wu said, he I conveyed the news to my aunt.

After finishing talking about Brother Xiao Wu, Zhang Chi mentioned his return to his hometown.

Gu Yingdao: "What do we have to bring, what can't be bought here now? What is available in China is available here. The things on the shelves of Chinese supermarkets are no worse than those in China, so don't worry about it."

But Zhang Youliang said: "If it's convenient, bring some chili paste. I haven't eaten chili paste made by my aunt for a long time."

"Can you bring that thing too?"

"I forgot, I can't take it with me, and the customs won't allow it." Zhang Youliang remembered that this thing couldn't pass the customs.

Zhang Chi wanted to say yes, but it didn't conform to the facts. It would be a ghost if the chili paste could be brought in.

Zhang Chi was dumbfounded just now when he said that he could bring everything back. He didn’t dare to take it from his uncle when he brought it back. He ate the chili paste made by grandma as soon as he ate it.

It's not easy to be fooled. If you say that you made it yourself, the uncle will never believe it. Let alone Zhang Chi doesn't have this ability, even Zhang Chi's mother can't make that taste.

(End of this chapter)