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Chapter 226 The Fairy Like the Wind (Please Subscribe Monthly Pass)

Uncle Jiri Gala's family has three pastoral areas.

He and his wife graze a piece of land, and each of his two sons has a piece of land, both of which raise thousands of cows and thousands of sheep.

Limousin, improved Qinchuan cattle, Simmental, and improved Angus are all raised.

The three flocks also have everything.

There are small-tailed Han sheep, Ujumqin sheep, sheep, and goats.

It can be said bluntly that the herdsmen on the grassland are all the most low-key rich people.

Like Uncle Jiri's family, these animals alone are worth nearly [-] million yuan.

"Uncle, this year's grass doesn't seem to grow as well as last year's. Have you packed enough straw bales?" After the meal, a group of people sat on the ground and chatted.

Sitting cross-legged on the carpet, Uncle Jiri Gala took a sip of black tea and sighed: "It's not enough. Today we have little rain here, and the grass is not growing well. In some places, there is even no grass. This year, we will buy some pasture for the winter." .”

Wang Biao also sighed, empathizing with the helplessness of the uncle, not only the rural people rely on the sky for their food, but also the herdsmen.

Lack of rain or heavy snowfall in winter will seriously affect the wintering of cattle and sheep on the grassland. The most feared thing for herdsmen on the grassland is heavy snow.

A heavy smoky snowfall will not only bury the grass deeply, causing the cattle and sheep to starve to death continuously, but also freeze many livestock to death.

After all, not all pastures grow tall enough to be baled.

Even if there are bales, it is difficult to transport and feed.

News like this is reported several times every winter. The disaster is so severe that even if the local government works hard to get pasture for the herdsmen and send out forklifts to clear snow and open roads, it will not save many cattle and sheep.

"Hey, I remember you kid selling pasture, right? Uncle's cattle and sheep have to rely on your pasture for the winter." Uncle Jiri laughed.

When Shen Na heard it, a pair of big eyes lit up, and she looked at Uncle Jiri, and the little abacus in her heart crackled.

There are so many cattle and sheep in the uncle's house, how much pasture is needed.

It seems that this year's surplus pasture at home doesn't need to be bothered to sell.

Wang Biao nodded and smiled, "Well, this year, more than 30 fields of alfalfa, more than 70 fields of ryegrass, Mexican corngrass, etc., and more than 100 fields of corn have been planted, and some hay bales can also be baled."

"Our family is all booked." Uncle Gila's eldest son said.

Wang Biao said: "Brother, this is not good. You won't get much out of it. My cattle and sheep will eat a lot when I buy them back."

"How much do you want to buy this time?" the second son asked.

Wang Biao thought for a while and said, "At least you have to buy hundreds of calves and one or two thousand lambs, otherwise it would be a waste to have so many pens empty."

"Little animals can't eat much, and our family probably can't lack too much winter pasture."

Qin Tiezheng said at this time: "Don't these cattle and sheep also eat corn stalks?"

"Eat, why don't you eat if you are hungry in winter." Uncle Jiri said.

"Hey, uncle, [-]% of what we plant in the plains is big corn, and there is plenty of straw. If the herdsmen here don't have enough forage for the winter, we can sell them in bales in Canada. I don't know how many herdsmen buy them. How much can it be?" Qin Tiezheng said.

If the grassland really lacks pasture grass for cattle and sheep this year, then selling Dahua's large straw bales will not only solve the problem of straw burning, but also create some income.

Wang Biao glanced at Qin Tiezheng and said nothing.

Uncle Jiri's second son said: "That's too much. This year, Sunit, Dongwuzhu, Xiwuzhu and other places have experienced drought in many places. Several of my relatives and friends told me a few days ago that they wanted to go out. Look at the pasture, each family has to buy hundreds of tons, hundreds of tons, and two large households have to buy thousands of tons, if you can pull the grass bales, you will be able to sell it at a good price."

"Brother Biao, you can sell straw in bales." Qin Tiezheng shouted at Wang Biao with bright eyes.

Wang Biao said: "It's possible to knock it down, but the quantity is limited. Our kind of corn is sealed with ridges, the ridges are high, and it is very inconvenient to hold grass and large bales. The Ferguson 2270XD baler at home can't work, but it can be baled. When it comes out, the bale has a lot of soil and the efficiency is still low. With that kind of dust-removing baler, there is less soil, but the efficiency is not fast. There are only two dust-removing balers at home, and I’m afraid they won’t be able to haul too much.”

Su Chun thought for a while, and said: "Our family can buy a few balers, anyway, next year our farm will sign land transfer contracts with the villagers of several other villages, and we can use them when we buy them. "

"That's right, Brother Biao." Qin Tiezheng said.

Wang Biao said: "This thing is not calculated in this way. Even if you buy it, it is not easy to get it. The land without ridges is like our pasture land. One yard of flat land, the big grass is bundled for work, and the land with ridges is not good. Well, the straw is basically in the furrows, and the baler can’t hit the grass here. It takes time and effort, and it’s not countable. Last year and this spring when our family went out to make big straw bales, we used a four-wheeled cart to pull a big rake. Damn, this kind of straw bales are too much soil for burning a fire, let alone feeding cattle and sheep."

"It's really not good to bring soil. Our family bought straw bales without a trailer the year before last. There was too much soil, and cattle and sheep didn't like to eat it, but they were miserable." Uncle Jiri said.

"Uncle, let me take a look later. In this way, we will talk about the gap in your family's winter pasture grass. You and your eldest brother and second brother also happened to look at the pasture grass in other areas. Of course, it is better to buy it from the nearest one. After all, it is from our house. If it is shipped at the same time, the shipping fee will be quite a lot, so it’s not worth it.”

The next day.

At around nine o'clock in the morning, Wang Biao and others got up and ate the fried rice, milk tea, milk skin and the leftover mutton from yesterday made by Aunt Jiri.

After the six people finished eating, Wu En led them to the place where Uncle Jiri grazes the sheep.

This is a rolling and gentle slope, a winding river several meters wide, slowly flowing from the drinking channel down the slope.

Blown by the wind, the sparkling light is truly beautiful.

Although it is already autumn, it can also be seen that this is a land with abundant water and grass. No wonder Uncle Jiri chooses this place to graze.

Thousands of sheep and more than a thousand cattle are lined up on both sides of the river and scattered on the vast grassland.

Today's weather is crisp and clear with white clouds.

The scenery is magnificent and pleasant.

With such beautiful scenery on such a beautiful day, it is natural for the three women to take pictures.

When they didn't come across a beautiful scenery or angle picture, they stopped to take a picture.

As a woman, besides shopping for make-up, her biggest hobby is taking pictures.

Wang Biao, Qin Tiezheng, Wu Yueguang, and Wu Yueguang accompanied him for a while and felt bored. They walked to a small high slope and looked into the distance.

"Ah~" Wang Biao raised his voice and shouted to the sky.

The mood is extremely agitated.

Seeing this, Qin Tiezheng and Wu Yueguang also shouted, not to be outdone.

"The scenery here is so beautiful, the air is so fresh, and the stars at night are several times more than our Jiangyuan." Qin Tiezheng said.

Wu Yueguang nodded and said, "Next year I will bring my parents here too."

"Good idea. Next year I will bring my grandfather, grandparents, and my parents. They have never traveled in their life. Only my mother flew to Taiyuan with my aunt two years ago." Wang Biao said .

After saying this, he raised his binoculars and looked at the mountains full of sheep and cows.

If only he had such a large pasture.

Riding a horse and taking a dog to graze the fields, slaughtering sheep and cows when hungry, drinking milk tea and eating fried rice.

At night, I look up at the starry sky with my wife and children, and tell them fairy tales.

During the day, it is so beautiful to watch children innocently play with the shepherd dog, ride a big ram or a docile old cow on the grassland.

Uncle Jiri Gala heard from his grandson that Wang Biao and others were coming, and he rode a horse and looked at the mountain bag from a distance.

Wang Biao is not only his distinguished guest, but also his customer.

Today he will take Wang Biao to watch the cattle and sheep with him.

Shen Na looked at the black Mongolian horse that Uncle Jiri sat down with eyes.

"Uncle, your horse is so docile, I want to ride it for a few laps." Shen Na said heartily.

Uncle Jiri Gala looked at Shen Na in surprise, "Girl, can you ride?"

"Rided."

"Okay girl, Heiyun, you have to be more honest later, don't fall over the guests." Jiri Gala handed the reins to Shen Na.

Wang Biao said worriedly: "Is it okay, my wife? This is not Xiaobai at home."

"It's okay, who am I, besides, it's just a fall. It doesn't hurt to fall here, it's just grass. You bring me some cameras." Shen Na handed the two SLR cameras hanging around her neck to Wang Biao, and then took the reins , stepping on the stirrup with his right foot and kicking directly onto the horse.

The action is neat and tidy.

Qin Tiezheng and Wu Yueguang exclaimed, "Sister-in-law Biao can do it."

"Liha, I didn't expect Mrs. Biao to not only ride a motorcycle well, but also ride a horse so well, Liha."

Wang Biao picked up the SLR to find a good composition and took two pictures. When he was about to take the third picture, he only heard the sound of "drive", and Shen Na slammed his legs on the horse's belly and ran away.

"Hey, slow down, don't run fast." He shouted hastily.

Seeing this, Wu En got on his horse and chased after him.

"You are a powerful daughter-in-law, not a simple girl." Uncle Jiri Gala praised.

Wang Biao said without a word: "It's just too powerful, and I'm not afraid of anything."

Although he was worried about it, he still picked up the DSLR with a telephoto lens and started shooting at Shen Na.

There's no way, Shen Na's appearance on horseback is just too damn mean.

She is simply a fairy chasing the wind!

Su Chun and Meng Yao looked enviously at Shen Na who was going away, and whispered to their respective men: "My husband, I want to ride too, what should I do?"

"But pull it down, it's falling on you."

"Stop it, this is too dangerous, we won't learn from that wild girl Biaosao."

Shen Na yelled and urged the horse to run forward.

"Drive, the black cloud is running, hurry up, drive."

"Little aunt, let's see who can run faster?" Wu En shouted from the side.

Shen Na's eyes lit up, and she was very excited, "Okay, let's see who runs the fastest, please!"

As soon as she whipped the horsewhip, she ran out first.

This feeling of galloping on the prairie on horseback is more exciting and refreshing than riding a motorcycle. Although there is a little white rider at home, he has never run fast.

In the past, riding was more of a novelty, but now the feeling of riding a Mongolian horse galloping on the prairie reveals a sense of excitement.

Uplifting.

Exciting.

Let people blend with nature.

Watching Wang Biao jumped up anxiously, this stinky daughter-in-law is really worrying.

Are you not afraid of falling?
However, when Shen Na ran back in a big circle, looking at Shen Na's face full of happy smiles, he was drunk again, and he didn't care about shouting and worrying, so he picked up his mobile phone and clicked on Douyin and handed it to his side Wu Yueguang, "Quick record."

After speaking, he picked up the SLR camera and started shooting again.

Such a rare picture and happy time must be recorded.

"Drive, hahaha, husband, am I handsome or not?"

in the flock.

Wang Biao and Uncle Jiri Gala rode two horses and strolled through.

"You always buy lamb?" Uncle Jiri asked.

Wang Biao looked at the sheep and said, "Well, the cost of buying lambs is lower, and the consumption of fodder is also less."

"Uncle, you don't seem to have many small-tailed Han sheep here?"

"Well, there aren't many, and some are skewers. I'm all Ujumqin sheep. There are many small-tailed Han sheep in your second brother's flock." Uncle Jiri said.

"What kind of sheep are in the big brother's flock?" Wang Biao asked again.

"Your elder brother's family basically raises Sunite sheep, so you've fallen in love with small-tailed Han sheep?" Uncle Jiri Gala asked.

"Well, this small-tailed Han sheep breeds fast, grows big, and returns money quickly."

"That's right. The small-tailed Han sheep only have two lambs in a litter. Basically, there are three or four lambs per litter. But it's not easy to live. If there is too much milk, there is not enough milk. Although there are other big ewes in my family I help feed them, but many lambs die every year," said Uncle Jirigala.

"It's all right, if it doesn't work, just buy goat milk powder to feed." Wang Biao said.

"Oh, nephew, your second brother and I don't have so many lambs at home. I'll ask your second brother to take you to his uncle's house in Dongwuzhu to buy them. His family has a lot of small-tailed Han sheep, and now there is not enough grass. His family will definitely sell more, and the price will be lower." Uncle Jiri Gala said.

Wang Biao's eyes lit up, and Uncle Jiri's words reminded him that cattle and sheep must be cheap in a drought-prone place.

"Uncle Jiri, have all their cattle and sheep been quarantined? Has there been an outbreak of brucellosis before?" he asked.

This brucellosis is too scary.

Zoonotic intracellular parasites.

As long as one gets it, it will pollute an area.

The reason why I bought cattle and sheep at Uncle Jiri's house last year was because the quarantine certificates were complete.

"No, don't worry about that, we are all family members, relatives and friends, how could uncle cheat you."

The two of them chatted and rode across the river, and came to the area where the cattle were herded.

Uncle Jiri listened to Wang Biao talking about the experience of choosing calves, and he couldn't help laughing: "You know a lot now, and you know how to be a bully and a bull, but there are a few things you don't know. Uncle will teach you today."

"Thank you so much Uncle, you said, I'm all ears." Wang Biao said happily.

"The selection of cattle for fattening depends on the first four, whether they are loose or wide, whether they are thin or not fat, and whether they are long or not. The short body must not be selected, and the third is the head and face. , You must not choose a horse with a long face, but a short head and face, looking square, so that such a cow can grow big and fatten quickly."

Wangjiatun.

A silver-gray Jetta drove through Wangjiatun and stopped under the old elm tree in the village. A gun-headed man on the passenger seat asked a group of villagers who were playing poker and watching the fun and chatting under the big elm tree.

"Men, is there a cattle breeder in your village, what is his name Biao?"

Several villagers looked at the people in the car when they heard it.

Zhao Zhanjun asked in the crowd, "Are you here to buy cattle?"

"Ah? Ah, we are here to see the cattle. Where are his cattle?"

(End of this chapter)