pasture leisure

Chapter 556
When Melika left, Zhang Chi felt as if he had let go of the sheep.

"You are so happy when Melika is not here, smiling like a weasel stealing a chicken." Duan Shu couldn't help making fun of Zhang Chi when he saw Zhang Chi's appearance.

Zhang Chi said: "How am I happy? Isn't it the same whether she is there or not? We have status at home."

Zhao Yue curled her lips after hearing this, but she didn't say anything after all.

He asked Zheng Bohong: "Old Zheng, when will the things we ordered arrive, so everyone can put on a show, otherwise you see, Lao Zhang has no work to do."

Zhang Chi was confused and looked at Zheng Bohong.

Zheng Bohong said with a smile: "Don't listen to what she said. We bought a sheep. I didn't want you to peel and roast it because of your good craftsmanship."

As soon as Zhang Chi heard about it, Zhang Chi immediately replied: "It's a small matter, but it's just a skewer. Is the beer enough? I saw it just now, and it's still half-baked. This thing is enough!"

"Don't worry, take care of yourself," Zheng Bohong said with a smile.

Everyone is squatting in the living room, talking about the idle time, watching TV, and eating melon seeds at the same time, which is very much like our country.

Less than half an hour later, the man who delivered the sheep came.

Zhang Chi saw that the Mexican cowboy dropped five sheep directly, and then ran away in a hurry.

"You just bought one. Is it because you don't know how to count or I don't know how to read?"

Looking at the sheep running all over the yard, Zhang Chi said to Zheng Bohong.

Zheng Bohong said: "It doesn't matter how much it is, anyway, there are sheep, you watch and catch, you can choose which one we will eat for today's meal."

Saying this, Zheng Bohong rolled up his sleeves.

Zhang Chi didn't say much, and started catching sheep with Zheng Bohong.

Who knew that the sheep were quite healthy, and the place was quite big, neither Zhang Chi nor Zheng Bohong could catch them.

In the end, even Zhao Yue and Duan Shuyi joined in, and the four managed to catch a sheep with great difficulty.

After catching it and tying it up, Zhang Chi hung the sheep on a tree, and then began to peel the sheep. There was nothing at hand, so Zhang Chi peeled the sheep slowly, but the so-called slowness he called was already very fast. That's right, after all, he is a skilled player, and with his skills, even if something is not going well, he can still play well.

While peeling the sheep, Zhang Chi asked Zheng Bohong: "Why don't you raise something, such a big place is so empty?"

Zheng Bohong said: "The main thing is to sell grass."

"How much can you sell grass?" Zhang Chi didn't care.

Zheng Bohong nodded: "I can't sell it for a lot of money, but I need to raise some things and hire someone to take care of them. After a year, I might as well do nothing and just sell grass to make more money."

Once Zheng Bohong did the calculations, Zhang Chi understood that a small ranch like his would really not make much money if he hired more people. How many cows can he raise with this little land?Ten or so heads of Zhang Chi are probably about the same. Even if they are sold all year, they are sold out every year. How much is this thing worth? This is not in China. A cow can be sold for a lot of money. An ordinary cow is not worth much.

Zhao Yue said: "He can only come a few times a year. Old Zheng, you said how many times a year you can come, I guess it's three times at most."

Zheng Bohong smiled and didn't speak, but his expression seemed to be acquiescence.

"Originally I bought it for vacation, but now I have hired someone to take care of it. If I find another person to raise cattle, it will be a bit of a loss, but I think it is very good. Now the price of this small ranch has increased, which is higher than mine. It went up almost [-]% when I bought it," said Zheng Bohong.

Zhang Chi asked strangely after hearing this: "It's increased by [-]%? That's really a lot of money."

It took a few years to complete the [-]% increase for a ranch, which made Zhang Chi feel a little unbelievable.

Duan Shuyi asked: "Don't you think there is something different here, compared with yours?"

Zhang Chi was really caught by the question, he stopped what he was doing, and asked, "What's the difference?"

"There are no cows around here. You didn't pay attention when you came here, did you?" Duan Shu said with a smile.

Zhang Chi thought for a while, then nodded seriously: "Really, I didn't see any cattle or sheep on the way here. People around here don't raise cattle and sheep?"

Zheng Bohong said: "Most of this area is a small vacation ranch. Although the place is not big, there are many celebrities living nearby, just like the one over there. The one without the small green roof is a talk show actor. , If you often watch American programs, you will know that he is quite famous.

The one over there is a Hollywood guy, a director in his thirties, and I heard that he has made several famous movies.

Not far from there is the small ranch that the pirate captain used to have, but I don’t know if it has been sold... ".

Zheng Bohong explained to Zhang Chi.

Now Zhang Chi knows why this place is so valuable, it’s very simple, celebrity effect, plus no one raises any cattle and sheep here, naturally there is no smell, no smell, and there are naturally fewer flies in summer, Unlike pastoral areas, when you go to many places, as long as you don't hang out in pastoral areas often, you can immediately smell a faint smell of shit in the air.

Otherwise, why do many Americans think that cowboys have an indelible smell of excrement? It’s just like working in this environment all the year round, and the whole body is marinated by cow dung and horse dung.

Some celebrities can't stand this, even if he's famous for playing cowboys, they can't stand the shit in the air.

Speaking of the ranch, Zhang Chi had already skinned a sheep properly. As for the sheepskin, it was directly hung on the tree to dry.

Anyway, Zhang Chi doesn't care, and the rest is Zheng Bohong's own business.

After the lamb was peeled and the internal organs were taken out, Zhang Chi began to wash the internal organs again. It is impossible to expect these three people to wash such things as sheep tripe and intestines. These three products can be eaten with your mouth. Not at all.

After washing the lamb intestines, Zhang Chi started to marinate the meat, and then prepared to thread it on skewers.

The three of Zhao Yue could really help with this job, everyone gathered around the small table, sitting in front of the room, basking in the warm little sun while wearing skewers.

After putting on the skewers and starting the fire, the sun was about to set.

Holding the firewood, Zhang Chi unintentionally looked up at the sun, and was immediately fascinated by the scenery he saw.

The sun has already lost its power at this moment, even if you look at it with your eyes, it is still like a salted duck egg yolk hanging in the sky, the red color seems to be about to shed oil.

The sky is very blue, which is very common. There is very little pollution here in the United States. Most of the polluting enterprises have moved to developing countries, so the sky in the United States is blue.

This kind of sky and sunset is also found in Amber Town, but in Zhang Chi's view, there is nothing special about it.

What's special is the terrain here, the endless plains, almost no mountains, not even hills, the endless plains, under the sunshine, turned into a harvest-like golden yellow.

Zhang Chi couldn't help but think of a poem: half Jiang Sesu and half Jiang Hong.

This is how Zhang Chi feels now.

At the end of the sight, the sky and the earth meet and merge into a line, a straight line, which is so clear but seems to be merged into one.

The top is bright blue, but when you get closer, there are strands of flowing clouds, one after another, and the clouds are clear and transparent, against the blue.

The earth is golden yellow, and it is the same color as far as the eye can see, except for occasional small dots, which are farm houses.

On the nearby wooden electric pole, a few carefree little birds are lying on it, some are taking a nap, and some are combing their feathers beautifully, and I don’t know if they are going to be with their lovers meet.

Far and near, there are all scenery, and all are nostalgic. Although there are no majestic mountains, no green pines and cypresses here.

But every look is full of richness and the pride of Chu Tianshu.

Zhang Chi held the firewood in one hand, and put the other hand on his eyebrows, admiring the beautiful scenery of the Great Plains.

"What are you looking at, you look so engrossed like a fool."

Zhao Yue came over, saw Zhang Chi's appearance, and couldn't help saying something.

This sentence dragged Zhang Chi back to reality from the beauty.

"Nothing, just look at the scenery."

"Landscape? What kind of scenery is here?"

Zhao Yue tried to take a look, but she obviously didn't find any scenery to see here, so after looking around, she looked at Zhang Chi suspiciously.

Zhang Chi said: "Scenery is something that depends on the state of mind. Looking at the scenery in the open is actually looking at the heart. You can't see it."

Zhao Yue felt that Zhang Chi was making fun of herself, so she raised a finger at Zhang Chi: "I also went to college, okay. You are the only one of us who didn't go to college."

Zhang Chi looked up and looked into the distance, with a look of indifference: "Culture has nothing to do with whether you have gone to school or not, it comes from the inside out."

Zhao Yue didn't want to talk to him anymore, and muttered something: Lightning struck the coin.

The oven is just an American family, almost all of them have houses, so as long as the skewers are worn well, these are not a problem.

Putting on a stand in the yard, Zhang Chi started to grill the skewers.

Zhang Chi grilled the skewers, while Zhao Yuesan sat around the stove with a hand of beer waiting to be skewered.

Everyone took it easy, and when the sun went down, the sky turned dark, and the sky was replaced by stars, a few people just ate the skewers.

A mouthful of meat skewers and a mouthful of wine, looking down at three or five friends, the sky is full of stars, you said that in such an atmosphere, can you eat less skewers and drink less?

That's impossible, there is no such possibility at all, and everyone is not in a hurry. Slowly roll a bunch of skewers in your hands, and put them on the stove to heat up for a while to continue rolling.

There's no one waiting to clear the tables, and no one telling you what time it closes, so everyone just masturbates.

So the big guys ate from seven or eight o'clock to one o'clock at night, and the three of them ate about ten catties of meat skewers together, and finished off one and a half pieces of beer.

(End of this chapter)