pasture leisure

Holding the plate, Zheng Bohong used a fork to pick up a piece of roast beef and put it in his mouth. He tasted it slowly. I have to say that Zhang Chi's barbecue level is more refined than before. He used to learn barbecue from his uncle. The American-style barbecue technique learned from the small town of Amber, the whole veal is roasted so that the outside is charred and the inside is tender. When the fork is lightly pressed on the meat, the transparent beef juice will flow down.

Usually juicy beef is also greasy, because the juice is simply fat, but the beef raised by Zhang Chi is not as greasy as ordinary beef. Not only is it not greasy, but it also has a unique herbal fragrance.

Last year's beef didn't have this taste. Zhang Chi didn't know if the gourd pulp had been bred for too long, or how it was dripping. The beef at home was getting better and better.

"I'll give you full marks for this beef." Zheng Bohong swallowed all the beef in his mouth, and gave Zhang Chi a thumbs up.

Zhao Yue also nodded: "This meat has a special fragrance, is there any seasoning added?"

Zhang Chi said: "The well-raised cattle have little to do with the feed."

"No wonder Melika said your beef is delicious, sure enough." Duan Shuyi also nodded.

The three of them are not people who eat in the gap. They have eaten a lot of beef until now, but today this beef really makes them feel very special.

Suddenly Zhao Yue said: "This beef must be delicious if it is used to make dumplings."

Zhang Chi said with a smile: "If you want to eat dumplings, let's make them. Anyway, after watching the horse race tomorrow, there will be nothing to do. We will make dumplings when we come back. Melika, do you have flour at home?"

Melika nodded: "Of course there are."

"Then don't talk about it, come back to make dumplings at noon tomorrow," Zhang Chi said with a smile.

Zheng Bohong said: "Okay, it's a deal, come back at noon tomorrow and let's do it together. To be honest, I really didn't expect this beef to be so good. I kind of want to ship this beef to China. Zhang Chi, this stuff Is it okay to pass the inspection?"

"It's definitely not a problem, but my production is small. There are only more than [-] cows in the ranch now, and most of them are cows. I can't store the amount for a year at one time."

What Zhang Chi said was objective.

A lot of beef in the United States is fed with clenbuterol. This is not Zhang Chi’s nonsense. Not to mention beef, pigs are also fed. Within a certain amount, this thing is not illegal in the United States, but it is no longer allowed in China. Son.

Moreover, the inspection of imported meat has been very strict in recent years.

In terms of meat quality, it can be said that the country is much stricter than the United States.

"It's too little." Zheng Bohong was a little disappointed.

Not to mention anything else, how much beef can there be if a thousand cows are slaughtered?After this pass, it will be cumbersome to apply for qualifications and other messy things.

Zhao Yue said: "You don't raise more."

"Sister, my ranch is only more than [-] acres, how can I raise it? I can't ride a bull, right?" Zhang Chi said with a wry smile.

"How about we invest in you?" Duan Shuyi said.

Zhang Chi waved his hand quickly when he heard this: "Let's forget it, I don't want to have any financial relationship with my friends, so don't make it unpleasant."

Get your hands on your own ranch?
Zhang Chi is not going to do it. Now you can make as much money as you want, and you have to accept other people’s opinions if you accept other people’s investment. No one wants to make irresponsible remarks on your own ranch. Buy slowly.

Getting people to come in and invest money can make a lot of money quickly, but if Zhang Chi wants to make quick money and make a lot of money, wouldn't it be better to do illegal things?Why do you need Zhao Yue and others' money.

Is money a good thing?Of course it's fine, but Zhang Chi is even more unwilling to have someone point fingers at him.

Melika changed the subject at this time: "How far can your horse run now?"

Zhang Chi replied: "I don't know."

Melika was a little speechless now: "Don't you care about that at all?"

"Why do you care about this?" Zhang Chi didn't quite understand.

For Zhang Chi, the current Silly Damu is just an experimental product. If he can produce results, it will prove that gourd water can not only make cattle and horses strong, but also strengthen their abilities.

Even if it's a silly dog ​​who can't run well, he can buy a horse with a good foundation, fill it with gourd pulp and go to the track to earn money for himself.

"Why are you so careless?" Zhao Yue also said with a smile.

"The matter of the horse is left to fate. I think the stupid big wood is good and talented, but who knows when he is on the track, maybe he may break his leg in the first race," Zhang Chi said.

These words directly stunned the remaining few people.

Superstition does not only belong to us Chinese, there are actually a lot of superstitions among Americans. Otherwise, many Americans now teach people on the Internet to give money to their ancestors, which is what we call ghost coins. Some people say that they will follow the gods after burning The better the mood, the better the luck.

We Chinese have been burning this shit for thousands of years, and we have never seen anyone get lucky because of this.

Similarly, if there is a horse track, if you say that your horse may break its leg, believe it or not, the horse owner will break your leg first?

"It's unlucky!" Zheng Bohong said with a wry smile, "How can a horse owner expect his horse to break his leg?"

"I'm just saying, as the saying goes, auspicious people have their own appearance, talk about what they are afraid of," Zhang Chi said with a smile.

How could the beef made by Zhang Chi not be enough to eat? Even if the beef was delicious, the fighting power of Zheng Bohong and the others was really mediocre.

There was nothing left, because where Mei Li stuck, there were really a lot of dogs, and five or six dogs paid for the remaining beef.

Store it in the refrigerator and eat it the next day. If it doesn't exist, how can these rich people eat the leftovers.

After dinner, it was time for Zhang Chi to go to bed after bragging. He was not used to spending time with these people. They were all night owls. Zhang Chi's work and rest habits were too normal.

"Go to bed so early? Why do you live like an old man?"

Hearing that Zhang Chi was going to sleep, Zhao Yue looked at Zhang Chi with a strange expression, as if Zhang Chi had done something outrageous.

"I can't bear it, I can't bear it," Zhang Chi said repeatedly.

"Go to the movies, there are blockbuster movies here, and the sound effects are awesome," Zheng Bohong also said.

Zhang Chi had no choice but to say again: "I really can't bear it, I'm sorry."

Melika said at this time: "Let him sleep. When he is at home, he will go to bed as soon as it gets dark."

This is a bit exaggerated, but it is not exaggerated. Zhang Chi usually goes to bed after nine o'clock, and at ten o'clock he has already talked with Duke Zhou about his daughter.

Just like that, Zhang Chi went back to his room to sleep, while Zhao Yue and the others went to the movie hall to watch blockbuster movies.

I don't know when a few people stayed up until they fell asleep.

Anyway, when Zhang Chi got up the next day, several people were still sound asleep.

Zhang Chi didn't want to make breakfast. After waiting for a while, the servant brought a Western-style breakfast to the table.

Before Zhang Chi moved, a few guys actually yawned and came to the table and sat down.

"How many hours did you sleep for?"

Zhang Chi thinks that this group of people can be considered capable if they can get up.

"Five hours is enough. At noon, I will make up for another two hours of sleep, and I will sleep for seven hours a day."

Zhao Yue said and sat down.

Zhang Chi gave them a thumbs up, saying that you are really good at it!

After dinner, everyone drove to the racecourse, which is not far from the place where Melika lives, that is, more than forty minutes by car.

It takes [-] minutes to drive, which is quite far in China, but this is the western United States, and it takes an hour to go back and forth to buy groceries, so [-] minutes is really nothing.

The racecourse is not small, but the equipment is just that, it looks like Folsom's airport, it has been around for some years.

At this time, there was really no one in the racecourse, there were not many cars in the parking lot, and half of the shops selling things at the entrance were still closed.

After stopping the car, Zhang Chi called Mason, asked about the location and led Zheng Bohong and the others to the stable.

Today, Melika didn't come with everyone because she had something to do. Of course, it was also because Melika really didn't like Sha Damu's performance.

The racecourse is a bit dilapidated, but the stables are really good, and all the equipment is well maintained.

At this time, the stables were also very busy, with jockeys and trainers walking back and forth leading the horses.

Under the leadership of Mason, Zhang Chi met Silly Big Wood and its jockey. The jockey was a small white man, only less than [-] meters tall, thin and small.

Jockeys have very strict requirements on buying weight, because every additional pound of weight will have an impact on the horse race. Of course, there will be a unified weight now, but big men are still at a disadvantage in the profession of jockey.No matter how light the weight is, the wind resistance brought by the big stature is also great, just like Yao Ming who is seventy catties, how much wind is needed to ride on a horse with such a big man.

There is nothing to say, everyone just got to know each other, not to mention that Zhang Chi didn't think about letting this jockey ride Sha Damu full-time to compete, and the jockey himself was not interested in riding Sha Damu more.

After chatting for a few words, the jockey rushed to the weighing. Before the race, the jockey had to go through several weighings. This was the second time the jockey weighed. Once when playing.

When Zheng Bohong and others saw Silly Damu, they were not nervous at all. They originally wanted to cheer up Silly Damu, but now they have no thoughts at all.

Anyone who knows something about horses probably wouldn't be able to feel any nervousness when seeing the stupid big wood, because this big stupid horse doesn't seem to be able to run at all.

You can tell at a glance that this horse is not smart, but do you still think it can run?That is obviously impossible.

Zhang Chi didn't care. Although he got the horse owner certificate from Mason, he could sit in the horse owner's area to watch the game, but he didn't go to the horse owner's area. sat down.

There weren't many people watching this game, and I don't know if there were two hundred people in the sparse stands. Anyway, the empty stands, just pick a place to sit down and wait for the game to start.

Not to mention that there are not many people watching, even the narrator on the racecourse broadcast seems a little listless.