Cannon finished cleaning a piece of land and wanted to take a break. He put down his tools and went to the shelf beside the wall. He reached for the thermos and wanted to take a sip of coffee.
After picking up the pot, he discovered that the pot was actually empty, so Cannon took the pot back to the BOSS's house and prepared to pick up a pot of coffee.
After entering the room, he found Zhang Chi sitting on a chair, frowning and looking at the paper in front of him.
Cannon did not disturb his boss, but quietly took a pot of coffee and prepared to go back to work.
Before I walked out of the door, I heard a long sigh from behind.
"BOSS, there's no suitable place yet?" Cannon turned around and asked.
Zhang Chi replied: "How can it be so easy? The cattle can be sold for such a small amount, but renting the land is so expensive. At the price they offer, I will be busy for them in the next year."
Zhang Chi has been looking for good pasture these days to see if he can rent a pasture to raise more cattle. Who knows if he doesn't ask about it? The current price of renting a pasture shocked him. Seventy acres
Renting a small ranch costs tens of thousands a year.
If calculated according to normal conditions, seventy acres, three acres for one cow, then there are about twenty cows. Even if the twenty cows are healthy and healthy, they will be sold after they are grown, and the rancher will make a profit
You don’t have tens of thousands of yuan, so what’s the point of renting this ranch?
This is still a small amount. Zhang Chi recently saw a ranch with a year of 120,000 yuan. If you rent this kind of ranch, unless it is a tourist ranch, you will definitely lose what you raise.
"Now that the price of beef is very high, the price of renting a pasture has naturally increased accordingly. To be honest, BOSS, I don't think renting a pasture is a good idea."
Cannon said.
Zhang Chi didn't say he agreed, but he didn't deny it either: "Tell me about it."
"Even if we rent a suitable one, we won't make much money in the first year. In the second year, we have to plant the grass again. In this case, it will take two years to go back and forth. These two people
We will definitely lose money. We may make some money in the third year, but who knows whether the cattle price in three years will be high or low. If it is high, it is okay, but if it is low, we will lose money for another year."
Cannon shared his thoughts with Zhang Chi.
After seeing the pasture these days, Zhang Chi actually felt quite cold. At this moment, Zhang Chi was wondering what kind of fool rents a pasture?
If they were rented out at such a price, why would anyone raise cattle? Why not just rent the pasture and go to the city to have a drink and pick up girls? Why bother smelling cow shit in the pasture all year round!
"Hey, let's see if it doesn't work, let's get some machinery," Zhang Chi said to Cannon.
Cannon said: "That's what I said. In the end, you have to make the decision. I'm going to work."
Zhang Chi said: "Now that there are fewer cattle, you should take more rest."
Cannon is a little restless. There are fewer cattle now, but he does a lot of work. When he has time, he makes pimps, bridles and straps.
"It's okay, it's okay. If you're idle, you'll be idle. We already have a lot of work," Cannon said with a smile.
Cannon was extremely satisfied with his current life, so he naturally worked harder than before. When he felt happy and suddenly had half an hour of free time, Cannon felt like he had nothing to do.
After chatting with Zhang Chi for a while, Cannon took the coffee pot and went to the bullpen.
Zhang Chi sat at the table for a while, and then heard a hooting sound in his ears.
As soon as he heard this sound, Zhang Chi knew that his little black cat was hungry again.
The little guy is growing up very fast, and is now almost half the size of a second dog, but his barking is still the same as before, and his whining is a bit scratchy.
This little guy is very afraid of people. He is as timid as a needle. Except for Zhang Chi, which he is not afraid of, he is also afraid of Cannon. As long as there is a person in the room, he will find a corner to stay and wait for the person to leave.
will come out.
Zhang Chi got a bottle of milk for the little guy, held it in his arms, and put it down after feeding it.
Ergou didn't know where he ran at this time. Anyway, this guy was a hands-off shopkeeper. He didn't care about the children he gave birth to, so he threw them directly to Zhang Chi. He didn't know whether Zhang Chi was the owner or he was the owner.
The whole relationship between one master and pet is in chaos.
After feeding the little black cat, Zhang Chi was going to visit his uncle and his mother-in-law's house. This time he was not going to eat and drink, but to see what his uncle and his mother-in-law had to bring.
Christmas is coming soon. As soon as Christmas is over, Zhang Chi is preparing to go back to China for the Spring Festival. Naturally, he will bring something with him when he comes back. It used to be troublesome to bring things, but now he has the gourd in hand. Zhang Chi
There is nothing else to be taboo about.
As for whether the things brought will cause pollution to the American environment, is this something that a humble citizen like Zhang Chi should consider?
To sum it up in one sentence: It’s my fault!
He drove to his uncle's restaurant, parked the car, got out of the car, and took out the geese and chickens he had brought with him from the back compartment.
"Uncle, aunt".
Opening the door, Zhang Chi opened his mouth and shouted.
Standing at the door, Zhang Chi saw his uncle and his mother-in-law washing eggs in a large basin containing hundreds of duck eggs.
"What is this doing?"
Zhang Chi put the geese and chickens in his hands to the kitchen and asked after walking out.
Auntie Gu Ying said with a smile: "Your brother wants to eat salted duck eggs, so I decided to pickle some. When they are ready, I will send some to you all to eat when you eat porridge in the morning."
"Hey, auntie, why are you taking so much trouble? Are there any Chinese supermarkets with this thing?" Zhang Chi said as he sat down and helped auntie start washing the duck eggs.
"Nothing outside is as good as our own pickled food," said the aunt.
Zhang Youliang looked at his nephew and said, "What are you bringing again? How much can we eat? There is still half of the beef we sent last time in the refrigerator."
"It tastes better if you eat it slowly and refrigerate it for a while to eliminate the acidity," Zhang Chi said.
"How is your ranch cowboy business going? When will the results come out?" Zhang Youliang asked again.
Zhang Chi said: "It's not like you don't know the efficiency of work here. According to Leonard, it will take at least one or two months. If there is any accident, it will take a little longer."
Many people who have never been to the United States may think that the efficiency of work here in the United States is high. In fact, after living there for a while, you will understand that the efficiency of work here is not only not high, but also lower than that in China.
When he returned to China last year, Zhang Chi experienced the efficiency of the county. Let's put it this way, what Zhang Chi could do in the county in one afternoon would take at least a week or two here.
It feels like things are getting faster and more convenient in China, but the efficiency of things here is getting slower and slower, and civil servants feel more Buddhist than in China.
For example, in Cannon's case, you said there is nothing difficult about it. After paying the money and submitting the materials, the rest is a matter of approval. In fact, there is nothing to review or not review. You don't have the qualifications to do it.
As long as you don't pay, this is the last step and it's normal to delay it for a month or two.
There's no reason, it's just that it's been put off like this. Only when it's really necessary to do it, these gentlemen will remember to finish it off for you.
To use the vulgar words from Zhang Chi’s hometown: Don’t poop until the shit reaches your butt.
"The good thing is that Cannon is back now, otherwise, it would be troublesome," Zhang Chi continued.
Zhang Youliang said: "Then just wait."
At this time, the aunt opened her mouth and asked: "Has your second brother sent you a message to tell you how he is doing now?"
Zhang Chi replied: "Is this true? How about I ask for you later?"
Gu Ying, the auntie, thought for a moment: "Forget it, don't ask, this child is like a donkey that has been let out and doesn't know how to go home."
There was no news about her second son for a long time, and Gu Ying was a little worried.
After hearing this, Zhang Chi put down the duck egg in his hand and started sending a message to his second brother Zhang Wu.
After waiting for a minute or two, Brother Xiao Wu didn't come back. Zhang Chi could only say to his expectant mother-in-law: "Maybe Brother Xiao Wu is a little busy."
"I don't know if this child is eating well..." Gu Ying couldn't let go after all.
Gu Ying doesn't care whether her son earns more or less money, she just cares about whether the child eats well and whether he gets sick.
Why does her eldest son Zhang Wen have to worry about her now? Zhang Wen has never let the old couple worry about him since he was a child. But Zhang Wu is different. He has been a troublemaker since he was a child. In the eyes of his mother, he has no integrity.
It's like the parent is tied to the belt.
But often such children worry their parents the most.
"Don't worry, brother Xiao Wu will be fine." Zhang Chi comforted his mother-in-law.
Zhang Youliang said: "What could happen to him? If anything happens to him, he will definitely come back and ask for money. Now that he has not come back, there is no news to prove that he is living a good life."
Zhang Chi suppressed his laughter, sat back on the bench and continued washing the duck eggs.
About four or five minutes later, Zhang Chi heard a message on his cell phone.
I took it out and saw that it was Brother Xiao Wu who had returned.
The message said: I was watching a movie premiere just now. I turned off my phone and didn’t receive the call. What happened?
Zhang Chi said to his mother-in-law: "Brother Xiao Wu was attending the movie premiere just now."
"What premiere?"
"First release" Zhang Youliang gave the simplest explanation.
"oh".
Gu Ying didn't understand either, but she felt relieved after hearing her son's reply.
Zhang Chi asked here, and Zhang Wu gave a brief explanation.
I heard Zhang Wu say that he should be living a good life now that he is young and that he has made some money. Zhang Chi doesn't know much about the film and television industry and doesn't know how people make money, but since Brother Xiao Wu said it, he
I conveyed this news to my aunt.
After finishing talking about Brother Xiao Wu, Zhang Chi mentioned the matter of returning to his hometown.
Gu Yingdao: "What should we bring? What can't be bought here now? Whatever is available in China, it is available here. The things on the shelves of Chinese supermarkets are no worse than those in China, so don't worry about it."
Zhang Youliang said, "If it's convenient, bring some chili paste. I haven't eaten the chili paste made by my aunt for a long time."
"Can I bring that thing too?"
"I forgot, I can't bring it with me, the customs won't let me pass." Only then did Zhang Youliang remember that this thing couldn't pass the customs.
Zhang Chi wants to say yes, but this is not true. If the chili paste can be brought in, it will be haunted.
He had just said that he could bring anything back, but now Zhang Chi was dumbfounded. He didn't dare to take this thing to his uncle after he brought it back. He ate the chili paste made by his grandma as soon as he ate it.
It's not easy to fool. If you say you made it yourself, it's impossible for your uncle to believe it. Not to mention that Zhang Chi doesn't have this skill, even Zhang Chi's mother can't make it taste like that.