pasture leisure

Chapter 73

Li Qiao, who received Zhang Chi's call, was already waiting for Zhang Chi to come over in the company's parking lot.

Seeing Zhang Chi's car approaching from a distance, he reached out to say hello.

Seeing Zhang Chi stop the car, he smiled at Zhang Chi who got out of the car and said, "Why do you still think of killing cattle at home?"

Zhang Chi came to the back bucket and carried a cow leg: "Isn't this the first time selling cows? I thought you'd helped me a lot, so I'll give you a piece of meat to taste. All the families are good. I'm going to send some."

"I'll go, so big?"

Li Qiao originally thought it only weighed about ten catties, but who knew that Zhang Chi had trimmed a cow leg for himself, although it was a front leg, but the front leg of a cow, not a pig's front leg, he was different in size, this leg Taking it out directly stunned Li Qiao.

"You won't send me all the meat, will you?" Li Qiao felt that his family had to eat the beef for half a month, or the kind that he had to eat every day.

Zhang Chi laughed and said, "No, it's just a small front leg. By the way, Brother Li, do you want a cow's head or a cow's hoof at home."

Zhang Chi handed the cow's leg to Li Qiao, and started turning over the cart again, asking Li Qiao while turning it over.

"No, my family can't do this."

Li Qiao put the cow's legs in the back of his car, and waved his hands repeatedly when he heard about the cow's head and cow's hoof. No one in his family really made these things, although he knew that these things were also good things.

"Then I'll get you some more steak and offal. I've cleaned them up. You can just go home and wash them." Zhang Chi said as he brought another handful of things over, and put them directly in Li Qiao's back compartment.

"I'll go, you gave too much," Li Qiao said.

Zhang Chi said with a smile: "Eat slowly, the weather is cool now, and it can be stored for a long time in the refrigerator. Besides, the beef tastes better after being stored for more than ten days. And my beef is pure Grass-fed, no feed at all."

Beef and pork in the United States must be fed a certain amount of clenbuterol when they reach the fattening ranch, so that cattle and pigs can grow faster. This is legal in the United States and is an allowed ingredient.

Of course, rich people don’t eat this kind of beef. They can afford pure grass-fed beef, but what can ordinary people eat if they don’t eat it?

"Then come to my house for dinner tonight. I'll ask your sister-in-law to cook you some home-cooked dishes. Let's have a good drink." Li Qiao extended an invitation to Zhang Chi.

Zhang Chi said: "Really, I have something to do tonight, let's talk about it next time."

"What's the matter with you now? Isn't this the time when the ranch is free, and you've sold a batch of your cattle?" Li Qiao asked.

Zhang Chi gave him so much meat, Li Qiao felt a little sorry.

Zhang Chi said: "It's really not to shirk, but I made an agreement with my uncle and auntie today, and I will go to their house tonight."

"Oh, let's go tomorrow?" Li Qiao said.

"It's really not necessary. We all live near here. We will have plenty of time in the future. When I finish my busy work here, you can bring your sister-in-law and children to play when you have time here," Zhang Chi said.

Li Qiao just nodded.

"Let's go in and have a drink."

Li Qiao extended an invitation to Zhang Chi.

Zhang Chi said quickly: "No need, I have to send the next family here. You should send these things home first, I have to go."

After talking to Li Qiao, Zhang Chi got into the car, said goodbye to Li Qiao and drove to Aunt Phil's farm.

I called to notify him on the way here, so when Zhang Chi arrived at the gate of the farm, Aunt Phil was already waiting at home. Besides Aunt Phil, Uncle Phil was also at home.

"You said you kid, some cattle were killed at home, and the meat was kept at home to eat, why did you send it to us?..."

Aunt Phil and Zhang Chi became more polite.

Zhang Chi parked the car at the door of the house, and began to move things from the car. The one prepared for Aunt Phil's house was also a cow leg, still the front leg.

In addition to the front legs, there are also some beef offal, beef knuckles and cut steaks.

After moving everything into the house, Aunt Phil and his wife insisted on pulling Zhang Chi to sit down and have a drink.

"The price of cattle this year is not very good. Is your ranch okay?"

Aunt Phil is an old and capable person, and the nearby pastures and farms are all well-versed. How could she not know the market of beef this year, so when Zhang Chi sat down, she asked with concern.

Zhang Chi replied: "My cow is also cheap, so there is still money to be made."

"The price of beef is two yuan and four yuan now," Uncle Phil said from the side.

"I know, when I sold it, it was still [-] yuan, but it has dropped to [-] yuan in just a few days. A cow costs dozens of dollars and then it is gone," Zhang Chi replied.

Since Zhang Chi sold the cattle, the price of live cattle has been going down. In just a few days, it has reached two yuan and four yuan. Forty dollars, a cow like this, if the number increases, it will do a lot of harm to the rancher.

"All sold?" Aunt Phil asked.

Zhang Chi shook his head: "No, I only sold a small batch, waiting to see if the price of cattle can rise."

Aunt Phil said: "You said it was a mess, the cattle sellers didn't make a profit, the ones with low prices were dying, and the beef sellers over there didn't save money, not only didn't they save money, the price of beef in the supermarket It's rising steadily, and a catty of steak is going to cost eight dollars... ".

"The knives for butchering cattle are expensive." Uncle Phil smiled humorously.

Who knows who made the money, but no one can do anything about it. It is really hopeless to fight against monopoly companies. Don't mention the anti-monopoly law. They are four companies, and they jointly control 80% of the entire market. It is not a company Control 80%, as for whether the operation is compliant or not, no one cares.

Don't look at some politicians who vowed to say what they want to do before they come to power, but when they get on stage, they immediately take these words as fart.

After drinking a cup of tea, Zhang Chi got up and said goodbye.

When Aunt Phil saw her, she said to Phil, "Don't just stand there, put the things in the car for the child."

Uncle Phil smiled honestly, turned around and walked outside.

"Don't bring me anything, I can't put it in the refrigerator at home now, it's all beef." Zhang Chi refused with a smile.

Aunt Phil said, "No need to put it in the refrigerator!"

After going out, Zhang Chi saw Uncle Phil holding two plastic baskets and placing them in his back compartment.

Stretching out his head, he found that the two boxes were full of yellow chicks, and he could tell they were just hatched, and they were all quite energetic.

"I don't have anything to give you here. Just a new batch of chicks hatched. I'll give you some. You have a big place, so you can just keep these things as you like. They are not American chicks, they are all our breeds. Although it is small in size, the meat tastes good, and you can rest assured that you can eat it if you raise it yourself... ".

Aunt Phil babbled.

"Thank you." When Zhang Chi heard that it was a chick, he didn't refuse.

"There are still about twenty goslings, I won't give you the ducks, and you don't have any ponds over there, so it's not very easy to feed."

"Enough is enough," Zhang Chi said with a smile.

"Then I'm leaving, uncle, aunt, don't send it off," Zhang Chi said.

Just like that, the couple sent Zhang Chi to the door, and watched Zhang Chi leave.

"This kid really has a heart."

Looking at Zhang Chi's disappearing pickup, Aunt Phil said.

"You Chinese people are really comfortable with this kind of communication," Uncle Phil said with a smile.

There is a certain time for Americans to give something to each other, but among the old Chinese in Folsom, it is much more frequent than this. Everyone wants to get a share of any good things, and there are many of them. Yes, any vegetable seeds, any food, as long as it is something new that I have, I want to give it to my fellow villagers.

Phil thinks that Chinese people are more humane, while Americans generally don’t do this. They can distinguish clearly, but it doesn’t mean that they don’t like this kind of intimacy between people.

"That's up to you." Aunt Phil gave her husband a blank look.

Zhang Chi left Aunt Phil's house, and the last stop was naturally his uncle's house.

At this time, the work in the restaurant was almost done, the lunch time had passed, and the dinner time hadn't arrived yet, Zhang Youliang and Gu Ying were sitting in the restaurant casually watching TV.

"Uncle, auntie!"

Hearing Zhang Chi's shout, the couple immediately went out.

"coming!"

"coming!"

Zhang Chi had already got out of the car at this time, and carried the big cow leg on his shoulder.

"Did you bring a whole cow's leg here?" Zhang Youliang was taken aback.

"There's not a whole piece, it's not too big, it's been divided." Zhang Chi carried the corbel and went into the house.

"You child!" My aunt watched her nephew enter the house carrying a cow's leg, and didn't know what to say for a while.

"Keep it for yourself to eat, what do you give us, what else can we do without this in the restaurant?" Zhang Youliang said to his nephew.

Zhang Chi said: "I didn't feed the cows I raise, so they are safe."

Zhang Youliang and Gu Ying thought it was just a cow leg, so they followed into the house. Seeing their nephew put the cow leg on the table, they wanted to go out of the house again.

"Don't go, stay for dinner tonight," Gu Ying said.

"There are still things outside. I brought you some unloaded steaks. In addition, there are cow's heads and hooves. I'm not very good at handling these things. No one else wants them. I'd better send them to your house..." Zhang Chi Said that the person has arrived outside the house.

Zhang Youliang followed outside, and when he stretched out his head, he found that there were indeed many things in the carriage.

"You child, you have given us so much, you are almost gone," Zhang Youliang said.

Zhang Chi said: "Uncle, what are you thinking? I killed a cow, a whole cow. If it's just this little meat, I can't even cry with a good tone. Don't worry, my refrigerator is now full. It's beef."

Gu Ying was both happy and felt that there were too many things. The joy was that her nephew was thinking about her husband and wife, and she felt that there were too many things because she thought that the child had sent all the good things to her husband and wife, so she must not have much left. up.

"Bring some back when we go back. We've got the cow's head and hooves. We also need some steak. You can take the beef leg back. How much can your uncle and I eat?"

"It's going to be winter soon, and this stuff can be stored. If you don't believe me, I keep a lot of meat in my house. I'll take a picture of it when I go back and you'll know how much meat I have in my house," Zhang Chi said with a smile.

(End of this chapter)