Auntie Gu Ying suddenly remembered something and asked Zhang Chi: "Have the geese and chickens at home laid eggs?"
"It's off," Zhang Chi replied immediately.
"But Cannon and I rarely eat. Wherever we can find food, we touch one when we want to eat. If we don't want to eat, we leave it to the hens and geese to hatch. Now we have two groups of chicks.
It’s time to dial the goose”.
Gu Yingdao: "Sell if you wait too long."
Zhang Chi smiled. How could he care about such a small amount of money now? You may say that there are too many eggs at home. In fact, it is a bit embarrassing. Even if you sell them, they are not worth the gas money for a trip to the city. You can say that you don’t want to sell them.
Cannon and I really can't eat it.
For example, eggs can be used up for a while. Neither Zhang Chi nor Cannon eat goose eggs because they are too fishy and require good preparation before they can be eaten. But if you have the skills to take care of them, you can get whatever you want in your stomach.
Why spend this time when you've already had enough fun?
Another point is that selling something here is too troublesome. You have to apply for various certificates, so the little things produced at home are not worth selling at all.
Of course, you don't have to apply for a certificate. If you are caught, it will be like Cannon's this time, and you will be punished to the fullest.
The three of them were chatting and washing duck eggs.
The washed duck eggs were placed next to the heater to dry. After drying the top of the duck eggs, the aunt wiped all the eggs with strong white wine. The wiped eggs were dried again. There was no moisture on the eggs.
, then put the eggs into the jar.
There were four full jars of eggs, and finally the jars were sealed with salt water and placed in the corner of the room, quietly waiting for the delicious food that time would bring.
After doing this, the guests in the restaurant started arriving one after another, and Zhang Chi helped with the waiter's work again.
At one o'clock in the afternoon, all the guests left, and the three of them finished their meal together. Zhang Chi returned to his ranch with seven or eight boxes of vegetables.
Zhang Chi spent most of the next time at his family's ranch. There was nothing he could do about it. As it got closer to Christmas, the weather got colder. From time to time, there would be snow like this. It all depends on God.
face.
Not only Zhang Chi, but most of the ranches in Amber Town have entered hibernation mode. No one will leave the ranch gate unless they have to.
The only lively bar in the town has fewer people these days.
Zhang Chi also joined in the fun from about four or five times a week to two or three times a week.
The cattle on the pasture have almost been sold, and it’s not yet time to buy new cattle. The fastest time to buy new cattle is March. If the weather temperature rises quickly, it may be mid-March. If the temperature rises slowly, it will be early April.
That's possible in mid-April.
The snow in the past few days has sealed Zhang Chi in the pasture. Finally, the snow stopped today and the sun showed its face. Although the temperature does not change much when it comes out or does not come out, it will always be sunny after several days of snow.
Something that makes people happy.
So Zhang Chi was going to the bar to have a drink.
After riding up Chiyan Mountain, Zhang Chi wandered toward the bar. The snow in Zhang Chi's pasture was already up to his knees. The car could be driven, but it was not as convenient as the horse.
At the fork in the road, Zhang Chi met the family he least wanted to see, his neighbors.
"Mr. Zhang, where are you going?"
Nowadays, I am not a good neighbor. It is not like I used to see Zhang Chi pretending to be invisible. Every time I see Zhang Chi, he shows a strong enthusiasm, so strong that Zhang Chi can't help but want to lift his pants and rub them.
To avoid itchy balls.
"We're going to a small bar in town. Where are you and your family going?" Zhang Chi had to pretend to be enthusiastic.
"We are going skiing, do you want to go together?" said the good neighbor.
Zhang Chi said: "Let's forget it, I don't know how."
Skiing is a popular activity here in winter. There are three ski clubs nearby, large and small, attracting many people. Originally, a ski club was going to be built in the west of the town, but there has been no movement now. I don’t know if the last protest took effect.
Anyway, there is no news at all now.
"You go ahead".
Zhang Chi really doesn't want to have anything to do with this family. He has to think about it for a long time before saying anything. Do you think he's tired or not?
The good neighbor didn't want to get into any more trouble with Zhang Chi. He said, "Let's go, then let's go." He kicked the accelerator and jumped forward.
"My wife is pretty good."
This is the first time Zhang Chi has seen the daughter-in-law of a good neighbor. Not to mention she is pretty good-looking. Although she is a bit older, her temperament is like that of a ripe persimmon, with a fiery red color.
The wife's fault has nothing to do with Zhang Chi. Guan Jian is a good neighbor and doesn't know what to buy cattle. It's not clear whether he can take advantage of the advantage he wants before returning to China.
When he arrived at the door of the bar, Zhang Chi tied up his horse. Before he entered the bar, he heard a lot of cursing in the bar.
When I opened the door and walked in, I found that these cowboys were all watching TV.
As soon as he saw *** on TV, Zhang Chi understood immediately.
Americans, especially Americans in the West, have a hatred for Russia that is almost engraved in their bones. The influence of the era of hegemony between the United States and the Soviet Union has far from disappeared in the hearts of Americans. Many Americans still think that Maozi is their number one.
The enemy, as for China, is the biggest competitor.
In a small bar, the only one who can enjoy such loud scolding, apart from the American Panzo Party, is probably the only one.
Zhang Chi still sat next to the bar.
Kimberly didn't need Zhang Chi to order, but directly brought him a bottle of beer and a snack.
"Again?" Zhang Chi took the beer and nodded at the cowboys.
Kimberly smiled and said: "The Russians are threatening Eastern European countries again."
oh!
When Zhang Chi heard this, it was just a repeat of the same old tune. There was nothing new. Americans are now flirting with some Eastern European countries, and some idiots in Eastern Europe also believe in the Americans and are desperately trying to squeeze into the circle of Americans. Naturally, the Russians are not happy to see this.
to such a situation.
But now the strength of the Russians does not allow them to think too much. The Russian economy is already in very bad shape, and its GDP is estimated to be about the same as that of Guangzhou Province in China.
Where can I still have the strength to influence the surrounding younger brothers of the former Red Empire?
Plus there are a lot of young people from Eastern Europe, so it’s a mess over there.
Anyway, in Zhang Chi's eyes, Americans are not good birds. If you say it's not good for you to save some money and spend it at home, you have to be dumped everywhere. Isn't it a pain in the ass?
"What's the current grass price?"
Zhang Chi finally asked something about himself.
Zhang Chi saved a lot of fodder last year, and now he has a lot of fodder for the winter. Firstly, there was more to be cut, and secondly, the cattle can eat grass under the snow during the day. The forage comes in and out.
What's left is quite impressive.
If you sell it now, you can earn almost 170,000 to 80,000 U.S. dollars.
Of course, if the price goes up, Zhang Chi will earn more.
Kimberly pointed at the blackboard behind her, and Zhang Chi saw today's pasture prices written on it.
"It hasn't gone up yet?"
This price is similar to what I saw half a month ago.
Kimberly said: "The price is already very high now, what if it goes up again?"
At this time, the cowboy next to him said: "I guess they can't grow anymore. How many cattle are there in anyone's hands now? Most of the ones that can be sold are sold to fattening companies. Fattening companies don't need too much forage. In my opinion,
Ah, maybe the forage this year will drop a bit."
After listening to the old cowboy's words, Zhang Chi began to weigh things up in his mind.
What the old cowboy said is not unreasonable, because the price of cattle this year is relatively high, now three and two dollars, and many ranchers have cleared their bottom. At least the ranchers here in Amber have sold almost all the cattle they can.
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Some people would say that the sale of cattle does not mean that there are fewer cattle, it is just that cattle have been moved from cattle ranches to fattening pastures, and the demand for pasture will not decrease.
This idea is wrong, because most of the feed used to feed cattle in fattening pastures is not grass, but feed. These feeds are composed of corn, oats, etc., with a small amount of clenbuterol added.
Don’t be surprised, when Chinese people hear about clenbuterol, they will definitely be shocked, but it is allowed to be added in the United States, and it is legal as long as it is not excessive.
If you want cows to grow beautiful fat, first you have to feed them, and secondly you have to confine the cows to a small space so that they can move less and feed them as much activity as possible, and the fat will naturally accumulate in the cow's body.
Came down.
According to the standards of breeding of this kind of cattle, the fat content mainly depends on the fat content, from medium to medium. As for the marble pattern, to put it bluntly, it is fat pattern.
So Zhang Chi sometimes wonders why some people in China always promote this kind of high-fat beef, and even lead people to pursue this kind of beef.
On the one hand, these people are promoting this kind of beef, and on the other hand, they are telling you that you need less oil and that too much oil in Chinese food is unhealthy. This is completely schizophrenic.
"You have pasture at home and want to sell it?"
Kimberly asked Zhang Chi.
Zhang Chi replied: "Not many, there are still some. Haven't I sold almost all the cattle here? I don't need so much pasture."
Kimberly said: "The price is okay now. Of course, we can wait a little longer. By the end of January or early February, the price of forage may rise a little."
"I think so too," Zhang Chi said casually.
At this time, a cowboy opened the door and walked in. The guy said loudly at the door: "Good news, the new pasture in the west is hiring."
"Which ranch?"
After hearing what the cowboy said, Zhang Chi understood that the owner of the other area of the Lion Ranch wanted to recruit a cowboy.
"Recruiting cowboys at this time?"
Everyone thought this was quite unexpected.
"Three thousand dollars a month, a dozen people."
The cowboy who came in said something.
"Vak!"
When everyone heard this, they immediately became energetic.
This price has directly doubled everyone’s wages.
"What are your requirements?"
Many cowboys in the bar thought their chance had come.
Although everyone has a job now, who can refuse such a salary?
However, when the cowboys who entered the door mentioned the conditions, many people gave up because their requirements were very high.
After hearing this, Zhang Chi asked Kimberly: "Such a high condition, many people don't meet it, right?"
Kimberly replied: "I don't want ordinary cowboys. This guy is going to build a horse farm to raise his own horses, so the requirements are naturally high. A horse requires three people to take care of it. Do you think I can have no requirements?"
After listening to Kimberly continue talking for a while, Zhang Chi understood that this rancher was really rich. He bought thousands of acres of pasture and raised nothing else but dozens of horses. How could such a rich man
Naturally, I am interested in high-quality horses.
This kind of horse costs at least several hundred thousand dollars, so it is natural to recruit some good cowboys to take care of these horses.
One of the requirements for cowboys is to be able to speak two or more foreign languages.
Once this condition comes out, how many cowboys nearby are qualified? If the American cowboys here really know two or three foreign languages, who the hell would pay a thousand dollars a month to herd cattle?
If a gangster knows Spanish, Portuguese, etc., how can such a boss hire a gangster?
Therefore, the cowboys in the bar were like a cat eating pig urine - and they were all happy.