pasture leisure

Chapter 37 Protest
When he was about to reach the town, Zhang Chi's car stopped, not because he met an acquaintance, but because of a traffic jam.

The traffic jam in the small town is almost the same as the sun coming out from the west. How could a small town be stuck in traffic, but today it is still stuck.

After getting out of the car, Zhang Chi walked towards the car in front of him. The owner of the car was standing beside the car, with his hands on his hips and looking forward on tiptoe from time to time.

Zhang Chi also wants to see, but his height is really not good enough, the big white man in front is much farther than he can see.

"What happened? Was there a car accident?"

Zhang Chi approached, first smiled at him, and then asked.

"NO, NO!"

The big man said repeatedly: "It's not a car accident, but someone protesting in front blocked the road."

The big man is obviously not from the town of Amber, he may be nearby or passing by the town, and he is now blocked here.

"protest?"

Zhang Chi is a bit confused, what is there to protest in a broken town, besides, who has the time to protest, so there is no need to do homework?Or is the sky spilling tickets?
If he didn't figure it out, he had to wait, so Zhang Chi chatted with the big man and returned to his car behind.

Lao Xu also came out at this time, holding the half-open car door with one hand, while stretching his head to look forward.

"What happened in front?" Old Xu asked.

Zhang Chi told Lao Xu what he heard.

Old Xu was also stunned, and said, "What's there to protest in such a big-ass town?"

"How would I know, if I knew, I wouldn't ask the front, just get back in the car and wait slowly," Zhang Chi said.

"How long will it take? Is there a path?" Lao Xu felt that this was not something that could be solved in a short while, so he wondered if there was a path to copy.

Zhang Chi said: "Small road? There is usually one road here, so there is no such thing as a small road."

This seems to say that paving roads doesn’t cost money. If any rancher has nothing to do to pave two or three roads for himself, isn’t that a waste of money?

There was no way, the two could only wait.

Fortunately, the police came over soon and began to maintain order. After more than half an hour, the car started to move slowly.

Following the traffic flow, when entering the town, Zhang Chi found a group of protesters holding cardboard signs in their hands, which read:

Don't build a ski resort!

Don't destroy the ecology!
don't want……!
In short, all kinds of don't.

Looking at the flags carried by these people again, it turned out that it was an environmental protection organization.

"These people are really idle!" Zhang Chi said.

Zhang Chi actually doesn't have a good impression of environmental protection organizations. He feels that these people don't need to eat, and they are everywhere.

You say that if you want to build a factory, it is understandable to talk about environmental protection, but if someone builds a ski resort, you still have to say that it is not allowed to build, and it is a bit too much to damage the ecological environment.

Just when Zhang Chi was in a daze, someone suddenly knocked on the car window.

Zhang Chi turned his head and saw that it was a young girl with a sign of protest hanging around her neck.

"What's the matter?" Zhang Chi pressed the car window and asked the girl.

The girl directly took out a piece of paper from her hand, stuffed it into Zhang Chi's hand, and said at the same time: "Please support our just action, if you have time, please join our team...".

Ba la ba la speaks so fast that Zhang Chi's head is a little dazed.

"Okay, okay, I see." Zhang Chi didn't want to get entangled with these people with brain problems, so he said a few words, and when he saw the car in front of him moving, he followed.

Waiting for the car in front to stop again, Zhang Chi flipped through the leaflet in his hand boredly, and saw how many hazards the construction of a ski resort would cause, how much damage to the natural environment would be written on it.

"Isn't this nonsense?"

Zhang Chi muttered, crumpled up the flyer in his hand, and threw it beside the gear.

"Originally, these people are just nonsense," Lao Xu said with a smile.

The two talked in the car, and a group of people outside held signs and shouted slogans, which can be regarded as a new landscape in the town.

What I see the most in the United States are all kinds of people holding signs. These people protest against everything, low wages, and long working hours. Anyway, there are various reasons for protesting. You can hardly follow these protests in English. The crowd can increase a lot of vocabulary.

Fortunately, Zhang Chi didn't want to go through the town, and when he reached the fork in the road, he turned to the road leading to his home.

After walking about ten meters, the road became smoother.

This time the journey back to the ranch went smoothly.

As soon as the car came to a complete stop, Lao Xu opened the car door, stood on the pedal of the car and said to the workers who were working, "Hurry up, two of you, come and fetch the fish."

Zhang Chi looked at Lao Xu and smiled, thinking: You really like to show off, this fish is worth the two of you again?

Immediately, two people ran over and stretched their heads to look into the carriage.

"Oh, what a big fish, Lao Xu, you are bleeding today."

"What kind of blood is it? It was caught in the wild river, and I didn't ask for a penny. I was stupid before, and I would buy it even if I ate a fish. From now on, we will have enough big fish. Did you see that it's all wild fish..." Old Xu said proudly.

Everyone is here, so don't waste it. The two of them, together with Lao Xu, opened the back compartment and lifted the big plastic box containing the fish.

"Zhang Chi, how do you divide the fish?"

Lao Xu lifted the fish to the ground, looked at Zhang Chi and asked.

Zhang Chi laughed and said, "I'll just keep three or four, and you can do whatever you want with the rest."

Hearing what Zhang Chi said, Lao Xu and two workers carried the fish to their small kitchen car, and when they returned to Zhang Chi’s small car, there were only four big fish left in the box, all of them Each big herring weighs about six or seven catties.

The water tank that was originally filled like a stuffy jar is much better now. Although it is not too spacious for four big fish to live in, it is much better than before.

"Stop cooking at noon, let's eat fish together," Lao Xu said to Zhang Chi as soon as he put the box on the ground.

Zhang Chi nodded. At this time, he didn't really want to cook. He originally decided to eat whatever he had, but now what Lao Xu said was right for him.

"Oh, by the way, little seedling, see where it is suitable for planting, just plant it."

Old Xu remembered the few seedlings he had brought in the morning, and immediately turned back to take the seedlings and put them at Zhang Chi's feet.

Zhang Chi took a look, then looked around, and felt that the neighborhood was not bad, so he took a shovel and dug a few holes randomly, each hole was seven or eight meters away, and put a few small seedlings in it. After filling the soil and stepping on it, pour a little water and it's done.

After doing this, the food over there is still not ready. Zhang Chi rode Chiyan Mountain around the pasture, mainly to observe the water he sprinkled in the past two days, to see if there is any place that has not been sprinkled, and what One is to see if the newly built fence has been damaged.

Nothing happened, the ranch was peaceful.

Back on the small soil slope, Aunt Lu called Zhang Chi over for dinner.

Zhang Chi took his bowl and came to Aunt Lu's small dining car.

There was fish at noon, and what I ate was stewed fish in an iron pot. Two big fish were chopped into pieces and braised in brown sauce in a big iron pot. Not to mention anything else, the smell alone has already attracted Zhang Chi's stomach The gluttons in it are just about to move.

"Sister-in-law Lu, I didn't expect you to cook fish like this..."

A worker took a bite of the fish and praised Aunt Lu's craftsmanship.

"You said it as if you had never eaten it before." Aunt Lu was very happy, but when others praised her cooking, she was naturally happy in her heart.

Zhang Chi hasn't eaten yet, because he came late, and he was too embarrassed to jump in line.

But now Zhang Chi's attention is not on the fish, but on the cauldron in front of Aunt Lu.

There is a large Chinese-style pot on the iron pot table. This pot is not small, with a diameter of seventy to eighty centimeters. It also has a small chimney, which is very convenient.

Old Xu didn't act like a boss either, he stood at the end of the line with Zhang Chi.

"Where did you buy this stove?" Zhang Chi asked.

"There are a lot of these things on Taobao, why, do you want one too?" Seeing that Zhang Chi likes this stove, old Xu opened his mouth and said.

Zhuo Chi nodded: "Well, it's very convenient to look at."

"You really want to get one. It's easy to use. The cooking is similar to the old stove. The taste of the food cooked by the wood fire stove is not comparable to that of the gas stove," said Old Xu.

"Well, don't buy it either. After the work here is done, this stove will be given to you," said old Xu generously.

Why would Zhang Chi want this? It's not that he dislikes the ones used by others, but that it's not suitable. When they work for him, he ends up blackmailing them. What's that called?

"Forget it, wait until I buy one," Zhang Chi said.

While they were talking, it was their turn.

"Do you want pancakes or rice?" Aunt Lu asked Lao Xu.

Old Xu turned his head and asked Zhang Chi: "Do you eat pancakes or eat?"

Zhang Chi stretched out his head to take a look, and found a large iron plate on the stove. On the plate was a stack of dead flour pancakes. Half of the pancakes were bare, and half of the pancakes were covered with fish soup.

Anyone who knows how to eat knows that this kind of pancake is the most delicious. The pancake absorbs the saltiness of the fish soup, and the taste really makes your mouth water.

"Give me a piece of pancake."

As a humble person, he was also embarrassed to grab something delicious and eat it, so he asked for a piece of pancake.

A piece of pancake is served with a large piece of fish. The fish piece alone probably weighs less than half a catty. Besides the fish piece, there is also a spoonful of fish soup.

After serving the food, Zhang Chi imitated the workers, sat down at a random place, put the basin on the ground, and started to eat like this.

Aunt Lu's fish is good, whether it is salty or fresh, it is home-cooked, and it is far from the standard of the braised pork she cooked last time.However, as a cook at a construction site, this level should also be at the ceiling level, and running a small restaurant on the side of the road in China can also support the scene.

This level is better than the average person, but it is worse than that of uncle Zhang Youliang.

But such a comparison is unreasonable, Zhang Youliang is a professional cook, and Aunt Lu is just a small cook at a construction site, so this comparison is a bit unfair.

Zhang Chi ate a pancake, and also brought half a bowl of fish soup with rice, which made his stomach full.

The workers eat more. Everyone is doing physical work, and they can't support such a heavy workload without eating more.

A pot of fish and rice was eaten up, and the big guys patted their bellies after eating, and found a place to lie down and rest, preparing for work in the afternoon.

(End of this chapter)