pasture leisure

Ever since he moved to the small town of Amber, Zhang Chi has never looked forward to the bar opening as much as today.

why?
Because he wants to know the situation of the good neighbor's house too much, so it's not good to ask directly. Everyone knows that Zhang Chi and the good neighbor seem to be in harmony. , although Zhang Chi knew that he would definitely be in trouble in the future, but at this time he had better have less contact with others to avoid trouble in the future. Besides, Zhang Chi was about to throw up when he saw him, and he didn't want to join him.

After eating, he waited anxiously, seeing that the time was almost up, he wiped off the ink on his legs, threw off his two legs, rode on Chiyan Mountain, and headed to the town.

At the door of the bar, Zhang Chi found that Kimberly had just arrived and was about to open the door.

Seeing Zhang Chi appearing so early, Kimberly was also quite surprised, and asked Zhang Chi, "So early today?"

"Is it early?"

Zhang Chi looked at his watch and pretended to be embarrassed: "Ouch! I read the wrong watch, I read it an hour earlier."

Kimberly smiled, and without doubting it, she opened the door and walked into the bar.

Zhang Chi also followed into the bar.

Kimberly turned on the bar lights, lowered the top stools from the raised tables, and went back to the bar to turn on the bar lights.

"same as usual?"

"As usual, forget it, give me a glass of gin today," Zhang Chi said.

Kimberly looked at Zhang Chi, smiled and took an empty glass and put it on the bar, added some ice cubes, poured the wine almost level with the ice cubes, and pushed it in front of Zhang Chi.

Taking a sip, the strong smell of alcohol rushed into his mouth, and Zhang Chi's face wrinkled instantly.

Seeing Zhang Chi's appearance, Kimberly laughed: "If you can't drink strong alcohol, don't drink it, and drink your usual beer."

Zhang Chi nodded, and pushed the cup away: "It's better to have the usual one, I really can't stand the smell."

Zhang Chi, the spirit of foreign devils, is really unaccustomed to drinking it. I always feel that it has a strange taste. It is not as pure and strong as our Chinese liquor. What the hell is this!

After changing to beer, the taste was finally right. I threw a small bean into my mouth, chewed it a few times, and the little feeling came back.

After taking two sips, the door of the bar was pushed open.

The three cowboys came in, and when they saw Zhang Chi sitting next to the bar, the three of them were taken aback.

"George, why are you here so early today?"

The three of them are old alcoholics and old bachelors, and they spend their time at the bar when they are not alive. If they are on holiday, they can drink from the opening of the door to the closing of the bar.

"I misread the time," Zhang Chi said with a smile.

The three cowboys found a table and sat down, and Kimberly served them drinks without asking.

"George, your neighbor is very generous".

A cowboy said to Zhang Chi.

Zhang Chi was waiting for someone to talk about it, so he turned around, put one arm on the bar and asked the speaker, "How do you say it?"

"Haven't you seen the cattle cart in the morning?"

"I see, it seems that there are quite a lot, but I don't know how many cattle he bought," Zhang Chi laughed.

He really didn't know how many cattle his good neighbor named Liu had bought. If he had known, he wouldn't have come here.

"More than eight thousand heads" the cowboy stretched out his hand and gestured, our eight is a gun, this guy stretched out a palm and took three fingers.

me!

Zhang Chi really didn't expect this number. He knew that his good neighbor's ranch was big, but it wasn't big enough to raise [-] head of cattle. Could it be that he also had gourds?
Generally speaking, there are three acres of cattle for one grazing pasture, and if the pasture is larger, you may raise more, but it is a bit nonsense for a good neighbor's pasture to raise [-] head of cattle.

This is a grazing ranch, not a fattening ranch. If it is fattening, let alone [-] head, [-] head can be raised in other places, as long as there is a place for cattle to stand and feed grass and feed.

But after thinking about it, Zhang Chi is happy again, wouldn't it be good to have more?Of course it’s better to have more, can’t you hold more gourds yourself?

If you really get two or three thousand cows, it won't be fun to pretend to be yourself. You can't just pretend to take all his cows away.Our old Zhang has a bottom line in life, don't take the last needle!

Not to mention Zhang Chi, the nearby ranchers were dumbfounded when they heard that Zhang Chi's old neighbor bought [-] cows at once.

First of all, everyone is amazed by his financial resources, but it’s not surprising when you think about Chinese people. Now Americans think that Chinese people are equivalent to rich people. I didn’t see any of the children who came to China without sports cars that ordinary Americans can’t afford. , which one doesn't live in a big house?

This kind of concept was given to them by the media, but in fact, there are more international students in the United States from ordinary families, and not everyone can afford a house or a supercar.

But it is also impossible for the media to report on ordinary people. They always point out a small number of international students, so that the American people have this impression.

The second is how to raise so many cattle?But think about Zhang Chi, and feel that this guy has so much money, so it’s not easy to raise cattle. No matter how many cattle there are, the cattle on the ranch are milked and fed with grass. It’s a big deal to hire more cowboys. Shovel cow dung.

As long as you have money, these are trivial things!

So everyone felt that the two Chinese people in Amber Town were more ruthless than the other!
Zhang Chi originally thought that these cowboys would tease his good neighbors, but who knew that after sitting here for a while, the three cowboys were all envious, what are they envious of?I envy my good neighbor who is rich!

After a while, the customers from the bar came up, and everyone still had the same attitude as before, there was no sound of ridicule, all of them were amazed.

This made Zhang Chi feel a little bit unhappy. Why did you guys laugh at me when I first moved here? How could it be different if this guy did something stupid?

"It's so rich that it's not surprising to do anything."

After a while, the old cowboy sitting next to Zhang Chi shook his wine glass and whispered something, which finally woke Zhang Chi up.

It turns out that the treatment of the rich and the poor is completely different.

"How is your horse, George?"

A cowboy asked with a smile.

Zhang Chi was stunned for a moment, and thought: Didn't you talk about my good neighbor? Why did you turn to Lao Tzu again?

"It's okay, I'll give it to Mason for training after a while," Zhang Chi said with a smile.

"If you want to send it, you have to send it early."

All the cowboys laughed.

Zhang Chi looked at them and said in his heart: You scum, you fucking laugh at me, why don't you laugh at the guy next door surnamed Liu!Do you take stupid things for granted when people have money?

You are right!

These cowboys really don't laugh at the scum surnamed Liu, it's because the surnamed Liu is too rich. In the United States, if you have money, you are a real uncle. These poor cowboys only have envy in their hearts, and they don't think of looking down on them at all. .

In the eyes of these cowboys, no matter how much money is spent, it is only when people have money. If you don’t have money, you can’t spend it like this.

One shot is [-] cows, let alone a lifetime, they will not be able to earn this money in two lifetimes.

As soon as the [-] cows were shot, these cowboys lost their temper, how could they even have the idea of ​​ridicule, as for whether to raise them or not, look at their hay truck, at this time, buying pasture will not bring you any trepidation at all. Yes, how deep is the pocket to do this.

On the contrary, Zhang Chi, who only has a pasture of more than [-] acres, is much closer to their lives.

There is a saying from the ancestors: if you are close, you will not be inferior, if you are far, you will complain!
It means that if the relationship between the two is close, they will look down on you and not respect you enough, and if the two are far away, they will blame you for not coming.

On the American side, it has to be replaced by: Poor is not inferior, rich is envious.

"I sent it early, I can improve it at Mason's level," another cowboy said.

Zhang Chi thought in his heart: That's right, he signed a training contract with Mason, and besides, he fed several scoops of gourd pulp to his side, so it wouldn't be a problem if he kept feeding him like this.

The most important thing is that according to Cannon, the silly dog ​​is very edible. A horse needs to eat the food of two horses. If it can eat, it will naturally poop. It poops thirty or forty catties a night, and let Cannon shovel the poop. The workload also kept up.

You should know that the training contract you signed includes fodder. Instead of letting it eat in your own stable, it is better to let it eat in Mason's stable, and you can save some money on feed.

Thinking of this, Zhang Chi decided to send the silly big wood to Mason later. Anyway, he can't let the old man take advantage of him, and the training fee can't be saved.

After drinking up the little wine left in the bottle, Zhang Chi took out the money from his pocket, pressed it under the bottle, stood up and walked towards the door of the bar.

"George, chat for a while."

Someone is booing.

Zhang Chi said: "It's time to go back, and I have to send the horse to Mason."

"When your horse races, I will definitely buy it to win."

After leaving the room, Zhang Chi could still hear the laughter of the bastards behind him.

After untying Chiyanshan's reins, Zhang Chi stepped onto the horse's back, stepped out onto the bridle path, and walked slowly back along the bridle path.

When passing the small wooden bridge on the road, Zhang Chi heard the sound of rushing water in the snow-covered river.

"Spring has really come."

Zhang Chi sighed.

Half a year of winter was coming to an end, and the sound of water flow was heard in the river that had been buried by heavy snow, which proved that the snow on the mountain had begun to melt.

He took out his mobile phone and called Mason, informing him that he would send Silly Damu there today. , training silly big wood is his task.

Picking up the phone, Zhang Chi went straight to the stables when he returned to the ranch.

Silly Damu was still standing in the aisle grazing, still poking his butt towards the door like that, and there was still a lot of shit under his butt.

There is one good thing about silly big wood, that is, it never kicks or bites people, let alone bite other horses, honestly like a wooden stake.

Picking up the bridle hanging on the wall and putting it on Sha Damu, Zhang Chi pulled Sha Damu out of the stable.

"BOSS"

Brian came over pushing the cart and was preparing to shovel the stables. Seeing that Zhang Chi was going to take the silly big wood outside, he said hello.

"Take it out and let it go? Don't let it go, it will only stand in one place if you let it go."

Zhang Chi said: "It's not letting go, it's sending it to the Mason Racecourse for training."

Brian really wanted to say that such a stupid horse should not be sent to be trained, and it would not be able to learn after being trained.

no way!IQ is a flawed injury, not the kind of flawed cut with a knife, but the kind of wound that splits open at birth, and it is completely hopeless.

But after thinking about it for a while, Brian swallowed the words. The BOSS can do whatever he wants, and don't worry about it as a cowboy who works alone. It is the last word to work hard.

"Then be careful, the road is not easy to walk now." Brian's words were replaced by heart-warming care.