"Wait, let me take my notes." Zhang Juan sounded a little confused.
Zhang Chi said: "I'll send you a message later. Okay, I won't say anything anymore and I'm going back."
"Go back after lunch, otherwise my mother will say that I won't even be able to keep you for lunch," Zhang Juan said.
Zhang Chi said: "After lunch, the meat in the car will melt."
The temperature in my hometown is relatively high, and it can still be around ten degrees at noon. If I don’t send a car of meat back, hurry up and store it on ice. Is this going to cost me my life?
"By the way, my refrigerator is not that big." Zhang Juan then remembered that the refrigerator at home could not fit these things.
Zhang Chi said: "Take out the food first, get a plastic box, put ice in it, and just throw what you want to eat recently into it. As long as the ice doesn't melt, it's not a big problem to store it for a week or two."
After saying that, Zhang Chi waved his hand to his sister: "That's it. If you still don't understand anything, call me. Don't worry about it. Let your brother-in-law take care of it when he comes back."
When he opened the door and the last word "Nong" came out of his mouth, Zhang Chiren was already at the door.
After driving back home, Zhang Chi frightened his grandparents again when he unpacked the things. The family had never bought so much meat at one time in their lives.
Hearing Zhang Chi say that these are also from her uncle's and aunt's homes, so after dinner in the afternoon, Li Xiumei took her son Zhang Chi to deliver the things to various houses.
My uncle's and aunt's family don't have a tomahawk, and a cow can't produce a few of these, but it does have eye flesh and so on. It costs ten yuan a family, so it can't be compared with my own.
The number of steaks is small, but when you eat meat in rural America, the steaks are very big. Each steak costs at least four or five yuan in domestic supermarkets. Supermarkets sell them by the gram. These steaks are sold by the pound, about 9 taels per pound, and they cost ten yuan.
It’s really quite a lot together.
After sending a group of relatives away, Zhang Chi's family started eating meat the next day. At this time, Zhang Chi was the chef. He followed the ranch's recipe and ate meat for two days in a row.
There is nothing wrong with Zhang Chi, but Zhang Youpeng and others can't stand it. There is an old saying in my hometown: three meals a day without seeing green, two eyes with stars.
That is to say, eating only meat without any vegetables is not a good thing for people here.
Next, the all-beef feast will be eaten in three or four days, and the family will be so happy, waiting for the arrival of the Spring Festival, the most important event of the year for us Chinese.
Zhang Chi's current life is exactly the same as that of a pig. He eats, sleeps, and plays every day, watching his neighbors play cards, or playing a few laps at the table by himself.
He lived a happy life, but Melika couldn't sit still. She was waiting for Zhang Chi to give her a letter. Who knew that she had been waiting for a month and there was no news from Zhang Chi.
It's not that Zhang Chi didn't want to give her the news, but that Zhang Chi had forgotten about it!
There was no other way. The conditions offered by Melika made Zhang Chi let the matter go.
In addition, the Chinese New Year is coming soon, and those who go out to work in the village and work outside are returning to the village one after another whenever possible. Zhang Chi met many childhood friends.
Everyone drinks, drinks and eats every day. It’s so lively and there’s no need for anything else. There’s no time left to make money.
At this time, I am recalling the interesting things that happened when we were young, naked buttocks and trying to buy goods together. Why do we still want to help others make money? Isn’t that stupid?
So Melika, who returned to the United States that day, finally called Zhang Chi’s WeChat account.
"Hello!"
At this time, Zhang Chi was playing mahjong with his childhood friends at the table. When he heard his cell phone ringing, he didn't pay much attention to who was calling. He just pressed the button to connect and put it to his ear.
"How does that go?"
The sound here is a bit noisy now. Mahjong is being played in the village. In addition to the players, there are also people on the second floor, that is, the melon-eating crowd watching. These people not only watch but also come up with ideas from time to time.
"What's going on? Who are you?"
As soon as these words reached Melika's ears, she almost didn't mention them in one breath.
"I'm Melika, how come my business is failing and I don't even have any friends anymore?" Melika was so angry.
Melika found that she couldn't control her temper when facing Zhang Chi.
"oh!"
Zhang Chi took the phone away, took a look at the name on it, and found that it was indeed Melika. Then he smiled and said, "I was playing mahjong. I didn't notice that it was you who called me. What's the matter?"
Melika was already gritting her teeth. If Zhang Chi were in front of her now, she would want to draw a gun.
"Last time we talked about our partnership in ranching, how did you think about it?" Melika said.
Zhang Chi was startled for a moment, then remembered that Merika was talking about her wanting to make money from her ranch: "Oh, wait, Hongzhong, let me touch it!"
This sentence is not directed at Melika, but at the poker players at the table.
"I think it's better to forget about that matter. I thought about it for a while. You think you're losing money by leaving the ranch to me. I think your conditions are for nothing, so let's just forget about it.
In this case, we will still be good friends and we can still have fun together, do you think that's okay?" Zhang Chi is currently focused on the card table, so how can he be in the mood to think about anything else.
At this moment, Zhang Chi has already connected with Sanzhuang. It's a time when he's lucky. If you tell him about doing work for free for others, he won't even think about it.
At this moment, Melika almost rolled her eyes.
When she returned to the United States, she calculated that even if it was 40%, her net profit in a year would be 25% to 30% more.
Yes, this money is nothing compared to her net worth, but isn't her net worth accumulated from a single profit?
Where can big money come from without small money?
So during this period, Melika has been wondering what kind of reaction Zhang Chi will have, what is the possibility of him accepting 40%, and what is 50%.
After much calculation, Melika was waiting for Zhang Chi to come up with a new move. Who knew that after waiting for a month, this guy would actually say forget it.
If she didn't know Zhang Chi well, Melika would have definitely thought that this was a trick on her. She obviously wanted to do it but pretended not to want it. When she got anxious, he would have more harsh conditions waiting for her.
But Zhang Chi's tone sounded different to her. It seemed like this man was really not ready to play anymore.
"Forget it, how can we forget about making money?" Melika asked.
"Look, it's better not to do anything that hurts your feelings." Zhang Chi reached out and touched a card. He looked at it and felt that this card couldn't be played because it wasn't on the table. Everyone must have heard it by this time.
It's a card. If you throw this one out, you'll most likely get a shot.
So I buckled the piece and removed the absolute piece. I would rather not play tricks than let off the fire.
Melika said: "Then what did you say for a long time?"
Melika became a little anxious and asked again: "So what are you going to do?"
Zhang Chi really didn't want to do it now, and opened his mouth and said: "I'm going to plant big beard grass in your pasture. This grass has a high yield. In addition to selling the grass, it can also raise more than two thousand cows. Now that everyone thinks
If you suffer a loss, forget it. To be honest, I’m not in a hurry.”
If Zhang Chi has nothing to do now, he must be thinking about making some money quickly, then buying a pasture, expanding his pasture, raising more cattle and making more money.
There are countless ways for people like Zhang Chi to make money. He used to want to make a living on a small ranch, but now that he has a gourd, he has made his dream bigger. With seven or eight thousand acres of pasture in hand, he will be able to make a living in this life.
No more worries about eating and drinking.
Not to mention in this life, the children and grandchildren he can take care of will not have to worry about it with these seven or eight thousand acres of pasture. Think about it, five hundred acres a year can cost hundreds of thousands, which is twelve or three times more. If the family has this money,
If he is still dissatisfied, Zhang Chi will feel that there is no way he can justify it.
The education methods of Zhang Chi's family and Melika's family are completely different. Melika's family is an elite education. You have to be strong and stand out.
But the Zhang Chi family is an ordinary family. When children from a family like this come out, the parents usually work hard and be honest.
So Zhang Chi's ambitions are not big, even if he has a gourd, his ambitions are not big. If he really had ambitions, Zhang Chi would not engage in ranching. He would do something that is not allowed under the criminal law with a gourd, and the money will not follow the flow.
Like putting it in your pocket?
Besides, what time is it now? It's almost the Spring Festival, my friends are all back, and the daily program list is full.
There is a saying that people are happy but don’t miss Shu.
Zhang Chi is almost in this state now. He is eating, drinking and having fun with his friends, eating hot pot and singing songs. The gangsters are not yet in power. Do you think he can think of making any money or doing any work at this time?
The ambition that was originally the size of a needle nose was now disturbed by these naked childhood friends and was immediately thrown into the country of Java.
After hearing this, Melika became even more interested. She often went to Zhangchi Ranch and knew that the grass at Zhangchi Ranch was great. She had not asked more about it before because she felt that the time was not right yet.
But now that Zhang Chi said that her pasture should be replaced by giant beech grass, Melika felt that she seemed to be getting closer to Zhang Chi's secret.
The alfalfa must be better than alfalfa, otherwise Zhang Chi's character shouldn't be so determined.
"We can discuss it again. How can you talk about business like this? If we don't agree, we'll stop." Melika said a little bitterly at this time.
"It's too much trouble. Okay, I'm quite busy right now. Can we talk about this some other time?"
Now he is playing mahjong and talking to Melika at the same time. Zhang Chi feels that it affects his performance. Look, he managed to connect several houses. As soon as this little girl called, he was kicked out.
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"goodbye!"
Zhang Chi hung up the phone neatly.
"What, your girlfriend called?" someone asked.
Zhang Chi said: "No, I don't want to marry her."
"As soon as I heard it, I knew you were a scumbag who won the bid. You've been happy and comfortable, and you just want to deny it when you pull up your pants. Bah! You're a scum!"
A group of people started making jokes about Zhang Chi.
It's best to shut up at this time. The more you explain, the more enthusiastic they become, so Zhang Chi turns his attention to the cards again.