pasture leisure

Chapter 380 Wine

Zhang Chi was slaughtering sheep here, and another car came over there, so Lao Xu and his gang started unloading the car again.

Definitely not getting started, but driving an unloading forklift. A few people were busy and quickly unloaded the things on the car. After tidying up here, the next car will follow.

There are really a lot of things in the two small houses, and they have been transported in several trucks in bits and pieces.

Slaughtering sheep and cattle is not even a drizzle for Zhang Chi. After about ten minutes, a piece of sheepskin and a stripped naked sheep appeared in front of everyone.

Seeing Zhang Chi's speed, Yang Jing was shocked and said, "It's the first time I've seen a sheep killed so fast. This technique is absolutely amazing."

Speaking of which, Yang Jing gave Zhang Chi a thumbs up and then continued: "The sheep-killing master I met before can take more than half an hour and forty minutes. Have you arrived at this quarter?"

Zhang Chi knew that Yang Jing was flattering him, so he said with a smile: "This thing will have this speed if you kill it a lot, it's nothing, they all have this time."

As he said that, Zhang Chi reached out and clicked on the farmers and ranchers in the small town of Amber who were busy next to them.

Zhang Chi praised these people. To be honest, in terms of the speed of killing sheep, the town of Amber is not number one now, at least it is in the top three, because whoever has nothing to do can only kill a cow with a sheep Ah, that is, Zhang Chi, who can do everything with the backing of a gourd.

Generally, farmers and ranchers in Amber are reluctant to kill their own cattle and sheep, unless there is no other way, who would be willing to kill a cow and a sheep, in this case, the family will go bankrupt in a few years.

That is to say, Zhang Chi has a gourd, and the cow in the gourd is still robbed by Lao Liu, so he is willing to eat it like this. Otherwise, except for a rich man like Lao Liu, who would dare to eat it this way.

"Old Xu, what should we do next?" Zhang Chi asked Old Xu.

Old Xu said: "I'll come later, let's roast leg of lamb and kebabs tonight."

When Zhang Chi heard what Lao Xu said, he stopped touching the mutton.

Yang Jing seemed to be very interested in Zhang Chi, and asked a lot of questions beside Zhang Chi, most of them were about ranch management, such as the cost of raising cattle, what is the profit of a cow in a year? Category.

Zhang Chi's answer made him a little disappointed.

"So low?!" Yang Jing couldn't believe it.

He couldn't believe it either, and raising a cow as Zhang Chi said didn't seem to make much money.

So Yang Jing felt that Zhang Chi in front of him seemed to be lying to herself.

Zhang Chi saw through his thoughts and said with a smile: "Don't believe it, it's different here from China, and now small ranches are becoming more and more difficult to operate, because the overall price of cattle is falling, and large ranches are now corporate. Breeding, they make a profit.

But how does the small ranch compare with others, not to mention anything else, a normal ranch that raises two to three thousand head would cost three cowboys anyway.

In an enterprise ranch, one worker can manage thousands of cattle, and the efficiency of large-scale intensive production is not comparable to that of the production mode in an agricultural society.”

Because he is a compatriot, what Zhang Chi said was the truth. As for whether he listened to it or not, it was not Zhang Chi's business. If Yang Jing wanted to buy a small ranch with dozens of acres to raise cattle, he would lose his pants.

The United States does not stop land mergers, so it is normal for big fish to eat small fish. As for Zhang Chi, he can live such a monster.Everyone knows that it is because of a special case, without the gourd, even if he bought the original ranch, within two years, he would have to transfer the ranch to the bank with tears in his eyes.

"The cattle here are too cheap. In China, it costs [-] to [-] yuan, but here it is more than [-]?" Yang Jing couldn't believe it. A cow here can only be sold for more than [-] dollars. Almost half of the price is missing.

Zhang Chi said: "It's not the same. The design of our country is rice and other staple foods plus pork, so it's cheaper for you to eat rice and pork, but the design of the country in the United States is meat, especially beef. In this case, the beef is natural. Cheap.

It cannot be said that beef in the United States is cheaper than in China, and the United States is better.Then you should go and see, what is the price of a meat bun if you want to eat it in New York, and what is the price in China.

The eating habits of the two countries are different, and the division of labor in the social production mode is naturally different, and expensive and cheap are relative terms.”

It can be regarded as letting Zhang Chi show off for a while, and this kind of argument was learned from Brother Xiaowu, Melika and others.

Yang Jing was obviously intimidated by Zhang Chi, and after hearing it, she suddenly felt a sigh: Knowing Zhang Chi in the morning, it is worth dying tonight.

Of course, if Yang Jing was really told to die, Yang Jing would probably scold her mother and use a knife.

"How about buying a farm here?" Yang Jing asked again.

Zhang Chi was immediately happy, and said to Yang Jing: "Do you know how long it is winter here in a year? Almost half a year, half a year of winter, you buy land and start a farm under this situation?"

"The temperature in our Northeast is not high," Yang Jing said.

At that time, Zhang Chi was stunned on the spot, thinking: Yes, the Northeast is not hot, and it is also the country's big granary. Why can't it work here.

"This... I really can't answer you." Zhang Chi had nothing to say.

Yang Jing smiled and said: "It's okay, I just asked."

"Well, that's all I know anyway. If you want to know more about it, you might as well ask the foreigner next to him. These people's families are all engaged in farms. You can ask about their income," Zhang Chi said.

Yang Jing said: "I want to ask, but I don't speak English."

Zhang Chi thought for a while and felt that he had nothing to do now, so he might as well be a good person and act as an interpreter for others, so he took Yang Jing and joined the group of Amber Farmers.

Who knew the first sentence, Yang Jing's question confused Zhang Chi.

Yang Jing asked: "Please help me to ask, what is the annual income of his [-]-odd-acre pasture."

"Hmm...!" Zhang Chi almost rolled his eyes.

"There's no such question here. It's rude to ask about someone's income, and they won't tell you. You have to change your method and ask him how much profit an acre of ranch can make. Ask about someone's income. It's disgusting, it's a very personal issue," Zhang Chi said.

"That's fine, just ask for me," Yang Jing said.

That's it, while Zhang Chi was doing the translation, he had to give Yang Jing daily life lessons.

After asking for more than half an hour, Yang Jing and Zhang Chi left these people.

"It's not too profitable either," Yang Jing said.

Zhang Chi couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard this. Domestic businessmen came to the United States, and they talked about the same thing. They always felt that the American business didn't make much money.

They don't even think about it, if Americans don't rush to make money like they do in China, how can it be your turn as a foreigner?

All the capitalists are spoiled in the country. If the workers don’t work hard, they can clean up as they want. If they don’t work ten hours a day, they can only work twelve hours.It depends on Lao Tzu's mood whether to send it or not.

In the United States, if you want to play like this, the trade union can pack you into a third grandson, don’t mention Musk firing this one and that one, you let him not pay the full amount of money and see if the union’s lawyers will Clean him up.

Not to mention the American trade unions, the trade unions in Vietnam are enough for you to drink a pot.

Zhang Chi doesn't want to talk to this guy anymore. He wants both American self-oil and a sense of superiority and control over the workers. Why don't you go to God.

Just at this time, Lao Xu came over: "Zhang Chi, come and have a word with you."

Zhang Chi smiled at Yang Jing and walked towards Lao Xu.

"Is there anything in your wine?" Old Xu asked Zhang Chi, pulling him aside.

Zhang Chi was a little confused, and didn't realize it for a while: "What is mixed with something, what, oh, you said the wine I brought?"

Seeing Lao Xu nodded, Zhang Chi said: "No, what was it like when you sealed it at the time, then it will be what I poured out."

Zhang Chimao didn't mix it in either. He didn't pay much attention to these things at first. If it wasn't for Lao Xu following Haha, he wouldn't be interested in playing with them.

Old Xu scratched his head when he heard this: "This, it's a bit wrong, you keep this wine in your room?"

"Can I tell you this? I can only tell you that you are not hiding in the room, but in a corner of the ranch," Zhang Chi said nonsense.

Old Xu said: "Take me to have a look."

"Then tell me how to make this wine, and I'll take you to see it," Zhang Chi said.

Knowing that Lao Xu would not speak, Zhang Chi asked this question, because where would he find such a place for Lao Xu?Just save yourself some trouble.

Sure enough, when Zhang Chi said this, Lao Xu was a little embarrassed: "I'll talk about it later, but this wine is pretty good."

"Very good, you can drink more tonight," Zhang Chi said.

There’s nothing wrong with this, if you think it’s good, drink more tonight, anyway Zhang Chi doesn’t know how to drink it, he always thinks it’s not legal and unsafe, wait for these people to drink it, if there’s nothing wrong, Zhang Chi might come Point, otherwise he doesn't want to touch it.

Ever since he got the gourd, Zhang Chi felt that his life was worth a lot.He won't touch these unsafe things.

Old Xu didn't think so much.

"It's your loss if you don't drink it. This is a top-notch wine. You will cry in the future," said Old Xu.

Zhang Chi was a little confused: "Did you forget that this wine is mine?"

"Ugh! Anyway, it's your loss if you don't drink it." Old Xu paused and said again.

Zhang Chi didn't feel that if he didn't drink this wine, it would be a loss in his life. Isn't that nonsense.

"Drink it up, I still have it at home," Zhang Chi said indifferently.

Old Xu is very happy here.

Afterwards, everyone tidied up, and Lao Xu began to pull everyone to take care of the things to eat at night. There is nothing to mention. Roast beef and lamb are common things on the table here, and everyone can make them easily very.

There is meat and wine, after a few cups of wine, even people who are not familiar with each other will become familiar, and finally develop into people who don't understand Chinese, embrace those who don't understand English, everyone sings and dances together, the friendship between the Chinese and American people All of a sudden it rose.

Zhang Chi was also very happy, mixed with a bellyful of meat and two or three ounces of Moutai, and joined the singing and dancing crowd in a daze.

(End of this chapter)