pasture leisure

Chapter 119 Arrangement
Throwing away consumer electronics, and office staff being sloppy, these are just Zhang Chi's snacks at the bar, and have nothing to do with his life.

It has nothing to do with most people in the bar, so this kind of thing has been hot for a few days, and everyone's attention has returned to the national affairs of the United States. It is still the democrats who are scolded. Silly bird or something.

There is nothing new, but Zhang Chi still likes to listen to these old cowboys swearing and drinking when he is free.

Of course, you can't stay too long, more than an hour, if there is nothing else, Zhang Chi's brain should hurt.

Cannon is now more serious about his work, tidying up the cowshed every time without Zhang Chi's intervention.

Zhang Chi is also willing to be a hands-off shopkeeper, anyway, Cannon is better at raising cattle than he is.

Zhang Chi's main attention is on some activities on the ranch, such as tying cattle, practicing guns and riding horses. Let's put it this way, not to mention that he never leaves his fists every day, but he also practiced from time to time.

Zhang Chi doesn’t dare to think about renting a ranch now, because he makes too little money, and it’s not very cost-effective to rent it. Even if he has a gourd, Zhang Chi doesn’t think it’s a good deal. Think about how high the rent is went.

Let alone buying, there is nothing for him to pick up now, and his ranch is really not a pick-up, if there is no gourd, the price of his ranch is only that, and the traffic is not good.

Of course, many people now think that Zhang Chi has picked up a big leak. This piece of pasture was originally a good pasture, but it was sold to Zhang Chi by the idiots at the bank.

Zhang Chi had no way to refute, he could only acquiesce.

But now if you want to spend hundreds of thousands to buy a ranch of more than [-] acres, you definitely don’t want to think about it. Under normal circumstances, buying a ranch with [-] to [-] acres is about the same.

To buy a [-]-acre ranch in a serious way, it would cost at least [-] million yuan. If there was no such thing as Cannon, [-] plus the money Melika gave for buying cattle, plus selling fodder, Zhang Chi might be able to scrape together a down payment, but right now, don't say anything.

Honestly, let's go on for another year.

If you don't buy a ranch, then Zhang Chi will have to spend part of the money, otherwise Lao Mei's tax is really terrible, and now Leonard is used to help apply for government subsidies for buying a farm.

Tractors must be the most important. One high-horsepower tractor, one machine for mowing and binding, and one medium-sized tractor-powered tractor are also required.

Naturally, one of the sprinkler irrigation machines mentioned above will also come.

Once such money is spent, even if you buy grass fodder in exchange for hundreds of thousands, the tax you have to pay will immediately drop drastically. This kind of tax rate is really scary.

Leonard helped get the money for the application. Zhang Chi went directly to the agricultural machinery company to order the machine. After signing the contract, he went back and waited. They didn't have it in stock yet. It would take about a month before the machine was delivered. Zhang Chi.

Anyway, it is not needed now, and Zhang Chi is not in a hurry. If he is told to go home and wait, then go home and wait.

There is always some laziness in the small days in winter, coupled with the low temperature, the snow in the pasture accumulated more and more, and later he couldn't even ride a horse, so Zhang Chi simply started winter.

The most important thing all day is to feed the little black cat.

Under Zhang Chi's careful care, Ergou's single seedling grew very quickly. It didn't take long, and it almost grew to half the size of Ergou. It can be said that it grew very quickly.

Although he is getting bigger, Moji is still timid and extremely small. Whenever there is any movement outside, he will hide in a corner, huddled up, and his buttocks protrude outward.

Moji's favorite is still goat's milk. She has a proper milk king. If she can't drink milk, she will keep screaming in front of Zhang Chi. There is no other way, so Zhang Chi has to continue breastfeeding, but she has changed from a bottle to a basin.

Oh, Ink is Zhang Chi's name for Er Gouzi, the only seedling. The whole body is black like a block of carbon head. The name of Ink couldn't be more appropriate.

Early this morning, Zhang Chi pushed open the door and saw small snowflakes falling outside again. The snow was not heavy, and the sparse snowflakes could hardly cover the distant mountains, which meant something.

Standing outside and taking a look, Zhang Chi retreated into the house.

I fried two candied eggs for myself, and another two for ink.

The veal stuffing was chopped last night. Today, take it out and add a little chopped green onion, pepper, and a little cooking oil, and then stir in the prepared green onion and ginger water to let the minced beef fully absorb it.

After reconciling the dough, roll it into a large pancake, brush one side with oil, roll it into a strip and divide it into seven or eight pieces, roll each piece into a small round pancake, brush it with oil on one side, and then roll it into a strip. There is no need to divide it this time, just get up the strip immediately and press it on the ground, continue to roll it into a skin, and then press it into a round pancake.

Toss it back and forth three or four times, roll the pancake into a bun skin, wrap the beef filling in it, and roll it into a long strip after wrapping it.

Do this for all Qizi.

Grease the electric baking pan and put the pancakes in to fry.

After frying, the pancakes are golden and shiny. The outer layer is thin and crispy, and the inner is juicy and fragrant beef filling.

This thing is served with a bowl of thin rice porridge, it is really warm and delicious, and it instantly makes you feel that your day's life starts with a good day.

A call came to Cannon's cell phone.

"Have a meal!"

Soon Cannon appeared at the dinner table.

"Ooh!"

Cannon washed his hands, sat down at the table, and rubbed his hands before starting. This is not the first time Kannon has eaten this kind of beef-stuffed biscuits. He can even pronounce the Chinese biscuits. Food likes.

The difference from Zhang Chi is that he is not used to eating rice porridge, and thinks it is not very tasty. With such a good thing, except for milk, everything else is scum.

Zhang Chi thinks that Cannon doesn't know how to enjoy it, and rice porridge is the standard pairing for this thing.

Fortunately, neither of them is a snarky person, nor are they two stubborn donkeys. You like milk, and I like rice porridge. Everyone likes their own, and neither of them ever tried to persuade others to suit their own tastes.

"Boss, our cows may have to be bred earlier, and some cows seem to be coming soon."

While the two were eating, they talked about things in the ranch. After a few words, Cannon expressed his speculation. From his experience, it seemed that the cows in the ranch were about to enter a period of love.

Under natural conditions, this kind of thing is unlikely, because in such a cold weather, being pregnant with a calf means that the calf was born almost in the cold period.

A calf in a world of ice and snow will certainly not survive. For a long time, nature has taught cattle how to choose when to reproduce their own population.

But in pastures, this kind of thing cannot be done by cows, and now there are almost no pastures that allow cattle to breed naturally, all of which are artificial interventions, because the success rate in this case is higher than that of natural breeding.

Therefore, the side effects of Zhang Chi throwing the cow into the gourd several times did not arouse Cannon's suspicion.

"Then what should I do, oh, by the way, should I get the seeds first?" Zhang Chi asked.

Cannon nodded.

Zhang Chi said: "Then add some nutrition to the scar farts, it's time to use them."

"Go get the vet," Cannon said.

"I know, which veterinarian do you think is better?" Zhang Chi asked Cannon.

Regarding the choice of veterinarian, Nell and others gave Zhang Chi their opinions, and several people recommended two, and Zhang Chi just wanted to hear Cannon's opinions.

Without even thinking about it, Cannon directly reported a name: "I'm suggesting Brody, he is older and more experienced."

"Let's do it," Zhang Chi made the decision directly.

The veterinarian used by Nell and others must have a brush. Cannon suggested that it was this nearly fifty-year-old Brody, and that was him.

After deciding on this matter, Cannon brought up other things. Most of the things on the ranch were locked things, not a little big, and easy to solve.

The most relaxing thing about Zhangchi Ranch is that these cows are all alive and kicking, and there is no disease all year round, which virtually reduces the work pressure of the cowboys.

Generally speaking, it is not common for pasture cattle to get sick, but it is not surprising.

Cows are the same as people, some seldom get sick when they get together, and some are sick. When a gust of wind blows, some cows may not be able to bear it.

For ranchers, every cow is wealth. If you are sick, you have to take care of it. If the disease is severe, you have to take care of it all night. It is almost the same as when a person is sick and needs you to take care of it.

"By the way, boss, when are you going back to China?" Cannon asked again.

Zhang Chi thought for a while: "I originally planned to leave after Christmas, but now that I have to breed, I guess I will leave later."

Cannon laughed and said, "It's not a big deal. In fact, it doesn't matter if you are there or not. We can't help you at this time. We have to work with the veterinarian."

"I'm leaving, okay?"

Zhang Chi felt that it seemed a bit irresponsible for him to leave at this time.

Cannon continued: "It's okay, I'm here. In fact, I don't have much use. I just look around. At most, I can help drive cattle or something. Besides, this is not done in a week or two. You If you stay here, it is estimated that you will have at least [-] days, and you can stay for about [-] days."

Cannon's meaning is very clear, it is the same whether Zhang Chi is present or not.

Hearing what Cannon said, Zhang Chi stopped insisting. In fact, he also understood that he couldn't help with this kind of technical operation. Only veterinarians are professional in doing this kind of thing.

"When the time comes, if you need anything, just contact me on WeChat," Zhang Chi said.

Because of Zhang Chi, Cannon now also has his own WeChat account, but his software only has Zhang Chi as a friend.

Cannon nodded.

After eating, Cannon went to help him. After Zhang Chi cleaned up the dishes, he lay comfortably on the rocking chair, covered his legs with a blanket, hummed a little song, and ate melon seeds. Turned the book.

That small appearance, relaxed and comfortable, couldn't be more suitable for him.

Just as Zhang Chi flipped through the book for a while, Moji ran over and crawled along Zhang Chi's legs to his thighs, found a comfortable position and lay down.

"You enjoy it more than I do."

Seeing the ink, Zhang Chi smiled and gently pressed his hand on its forehead and stroked it twice, then continued to grab the melon seeds and put them in his mouth to knock.

From time to time, one is also sent to Moji's mouth.Ink didn't refuse either, and he could eat whatever he offered, quietly reading a book with his master.

(End of this chapter)