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Chapter 43 Milking the cow

When Ju An took Wang Fan and Wu Ming back to his pasture, the little guys were pushing a calf in the fence in front of the house. In fact, anyone who has raised a calf knows that putting a hand on the calf's head will

If you press hard, you can feel that the calf is also trying to push you away. Now the little guys are using their foreheads to dig into the calf's head. The one at the front who bears the brunt is Jerry, and Ran Ran is

Behind Jerry, he hugged Jerry's waist and pushed forward hard. Behind him were little Emily and Tongtong, two little girls, who were tilting their heads and pushing Ran Ran hard with their shoulders.

Behind him was Wu Song, baring his teeth and pulling on Tongtong's little shirt, but standing upright. He was obviously a guy who didn't put in much effort at work.

When he saw Ju An coming back, he immediately ran over with a squawk and jumped on Ju An's shoulder. Wang Fan looked at the little monkey and said, "This monkey is smart. It can go to the street to play monkey. Didn't you say you found it?"

Is it a big foreign horse? Where is the foreign horse? Bring it out and let me open your eyes."

"Boss Ji is such a big talker, why can't he keep things quiet?" Ju An said angrily immediately.

Wu Ming said: "You still blame Boss Ji? Do you think there is anyone reliable in our dormitory? The whole class knew about you the next day."

Pfft, Ju An felt happy. He remembered that Wu Ming, a boy in college, wanted to go into the woods with his girlfriend. His girlfriend was timid and said she was afraid. Wu Ming replied that he was not afraid and that he would get used to it after a while.

As a result, this was overheard by Su Mingrong, the second-in-command who was squatting at the entrance of the forest making out with his girlfriend.

Then it spread to the whole class in the evening, and the next day the whole grade in the whole department knew: Don't be afraid, you will get used to it after a while. It made people who knew Wu Ming just a little bit laugh when they saw him.

Ju An replied: "It didn't work out. I originally wanted to give a monkey to someone, but in the end I had to keep it for myself."

Wang Fan teased Wu Song for a few times, but when he saw that Wu Song didn't like him very much, he gave up.

Ju An and Wang Fan and Wu Ming watched for a while. It was much easier for Mavericks to deal with a few little guys than that gang of lambs. At this time, Mavericks had not shown any signs of failure, while the two little girls behind were a little more...

Out of breath.

Ignoring the playfulness of the little guys, they led Wang Fan and Wu Ming into the house.

Ju An saw his mother busy preparing dinner. Wang Fan and Wu Ming called auntie, and Ju An took these two guys into the guest room downstairs.

Wang Fan then mentioned that he would stay a little longer this time, just to choose a dozen horses to transport back to China, and also wanted to hire two masters to train the horses. Ju An was not familiar with this kind of thing, so he had to say that he would ask the boss later.

Thomas looked at what was available.

After dinner, Ju An took Wang Fan to find old Thomas. Thomas introduced him to one of the private ranches where he and Ju An chose horses last time. This reminded Ju An of how he had just come here.

I followed old Thomas to buy horses, and met old Jason who was hospitable and loved cowboy sports, and his cheerful daughter Lily.

Thomas mentioned that he breeds Arabian horses there, and there are also a few really good horses fostered by rich people, which can broaden your horizons. However, Thomas also mentioned that the prices of these horses are a bit more expensive.

Then Wang Fan raised the issue of inviting two horse trainers to go to China. Old Thomas suggested that they find two people in China and study the system of the racecourse here for a few months. It is not to train horse racing, in fact, it is

Usually it's just a horse ride, there is no need to hire a horse trainer separately. Wang Fan thought about it and agreed to Thomas' suggestion.

Early the next morning, I took Wang Fan and Wu Ming to Taylor's ranch to see what activities these guys were doing today. When I asked about it at Taylor's ranch, I found out that today's morning activities were for Anderson Ranch.

The cows were being milked. Ju An had to go to Anderson's pasture.

Counting this time, Ju An came to Anderson's ranch for the second time. He came once yesterday, just to briefly take a look at the accommodation arranged by old Anderson for the guests. He didn't come to the rest of the place to take a closer look. He only knew that Anderson

The place where I live is surrounded by green trees. From the entrance of the ranch to old Anderson's house, there are thick trees all the way down, and the small trees about ten centimeters are basically invisible, just like in domestic parks.

When the car parked in front of Anderson's house, a young man dressed as a cowboy told Ju An that they were at the dairy farm behind, and then suggested to Ju An that it would be best to drive there, as it would take a while to walk there.

Driving along the small dirt road of the pasture, after driving for a while, we came out of the forest. Suddenly, our eyes suddenly opened up. We saw a blue sky pasture, and seven or eight rows of large, long, snow-white houses standing on the green grass carpet. There were more than a dozen horses.

The horses were grazing leisurely, but there was no cow in sight.

After driving for a few minutes, we arrived at the dairy farm.

As I was waiting to get off the bus, bursts of lowing cow sounds reached my ears. I walked past a row of big snow-white houses and happened to see a group of IT elites, divided into seven or eight small circles. Each small group

There was a cow in the circle. Ju An and the other three went over and saw a group of guys milking the cows in full swing. Old Anderson was holding a watch and seemed to be competing.

Seeing the people in Ju'an, old Taylor and Anderson smiled and waved.

When Ju An walked over and took a look, hey, these people looked really impressive in terms of their posture. Of course, Ju An himself had never seen people milking cows, but after scanning around, he found a group of people.

The basic postures are all the same. They must have gone through a round of simple training. The students who are milking have small buckets between their legs, sitting on small benches, uniformly sitting on the right side of the cow, close to the milk, and the milking process is smooth.

It's stylish.

Then Ju An asked old Anderson: "They are very busy."

Anderson said with a smile: "It's just for experience. We arranged a group of three people, and the one who was the most crowded within the specified time was given a small reward, a buckle (a large belt buckle commonly used by cowboys)."

Ju An watched for a while and found that some groups had changed people one by one. He followed and watched for a while before Old Taylor pressed the table: "Okay, friends, the time is up, let's take a look.

See which group is the most crowded."

Then I saw a group of people putting the milk together. One by one, they put it on the electronic scale to weigh it. Otherwise, the female compatriots are talented at milking. The top two who milked the most were girls.

group, of course the second place would not get a belt buckle. When the weights came out, the three girls in the group with the most jumped up immediately, and then held hands and cheered. Next, Anderson put the three flash

The bright buckles were handed into the hands of the girls.

After the prizes were distributed, Anderson drove several cows back to the big house. Only then did Ju An realize that old Anderson's cows were raised in this big house.

Next, Ju An followed Anderson and a group of Chinese tourists to visit Anderson's dairy farm.

As soon as Ju An entered the big house, he felt that it was different from what he had imagined. Ju An used to think that raising cows meant just grazing the cows and eating grass. When it was time to milk the cows, he would move a small stool to sit on it, just like

Just carry a small bucket like that and everything will be done.

Only when I entered the big house did I realize how wrong I was.

Anderson said: "This room is full of cows that are producing milk. They are fed intensively here, mainly with silage and corn. My pasture does not produce these, they are all purchased from outside."

Ju An looked around and saw a clean walkway, white railings, trees on both sides of the walkway, and a herd of clean and tidy cows, uniformly welcoming everyone with their buttocks. As for their heads, they were eating in the trough.

A little girl with light yellow hair asked Anderson: "Do these cows have to be moved out every day to clean the cow dung?"

Anderson said with a smile: "Everything here is done with automatic manure cleaning machines. There are not many people in my pasture, so it is too troublesome to clean it manually."

Then he continued: "When the temperature here is high, the fan will automatically turn on to cool down. If the temperature is too high and is detrimental to milk production, the automatic sprinkler device will immediately cool down the room to ensure that the cows are always in the most suitable environment."

The temperature is conducive to the milk production of cows, so that one cow can produce up to 40 kilograms of milk a day during the peak period."

When I heard that a cow can produce so much milk in one day, I felt anxious. Should I raise a few cows? I could drink them myself. I thought about it carefully. I could raise cows, but who would milk them would be a big problem.

The question is, is it necessary to hire someone to express milk? His monthly salary is enough for him to drink milk for a year, so I think about it and forget it.

Anderson took a group of tourists around one by one, including small dairy farms and milking rooms. After a general look around, Ju An and a group of tourists felt that their knowledge had been greatly improved.

, let’s just say that milking is not done by hand, it goes directly to the machine. Ju An was at the milking place and saw large transparent bottles hanging neatly, and the cows were being fixed in a small

In a small cubicle, a few hoses were hung under the belly to express milk. In Wang Fan's words, his uncle's was really advanced.

Then Ju An thought about it, that's right. With such a small number of people raising thousands of cows, if they had to milk the cows and clean the feces by hand, they would probably be exhausted to death at the end of the day.

After Anderson gave an introduction, he let a group of people experience the real life of a dairy farm, that is, how to feed the cows, how to start the machine, etc., and took a group of people one by one to experience it firsthand.

I didn't have any interest in these things. I just said hello to old Taylor and Anderson, and then brought Wang Fan and Wu Ming with me. What a nonsense.

Wu Ming also complained: "I also want to experience life."

Ju An said: "When you go back, I will ask old Thomas to get you a cow, and you can milk it and play with it alone."

Wu Ming said: "Isn't that a beef cow of yours? Can it also be milked?".

Wang Fan said: "This guy is just lazy. He immediately gets out of the way when someone wants to work."

Ju An curled his lips and said: "Uncle, if you want to work, go to my pasture and work with your hands free. I'll go walk the horses. The bean grass hasn't been walked yet today."

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