The sudden enthusiasm felt quite awkward. Not only Zhang Chi's feelings, Brian also couldn't accept it.
During lunch, Brian and Zhang Chi sat at the table.
The two of them had nothing to do and were usually the first to eat.
By the way, Melika's ranch has a canteen, a small restaurant with an area of about one hundred square meters. Half of the restaurant is the kitchen, and the other half is occupied by two tables. There are not many cowboys on the ranch, and the two small round tables are almost enough.
Can seat everyone.
And all the cowboys don't eat at the same time, they eat at staggered intervals, and generally the place is not full.
The dishes in the kitchen are also very simple, usually including steaks, salads and several kinds of soups, and sometimes some burritos and the like.
Today at noon, the kitchen provides steak, boiled corn on the cob, and vegetable salad. What is different from the past is that today there is an additional fish steak and chicken burrito for everyone to choose from.
Zhang Chi didn't eat anything else. The only thing he ate that suited his appetite was steak.
"George, Brian!"
The chef is an aunt, a standard American fat guy, with a waistline as big as an iron bucket and no visible neck.
When they came to the table where the two of them were sitting, the aunt brought a plate to each of them, each containing a candied omelette.
"Thank you" Zhang Chi and Auntie said politely.
"You're welcome." The aunt put down the plate and left with a smile.
Zhang Chi returned his attention to the steak in front of him.
Today's steak is bigger, not bigger, but in line with Zhang Chi's impression of steak, big and thick. It's not like the boxed steaks I bought in China before, which were less than half as thick as a palm.
Centimeter, this is still raw, if it is cooked, it is almost like paper in Zhang Chi's eyes.
Brian didn't ask for steak. What he wanted today was fish steaks. Fish steaks are usually sea fish steaks because they are big and have almost no bones. Americans are not very good at dealing with fish bones, and they also find things with bones too troublesome to eat.
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This is a general explanation, but Zhang Chi feels that the biggest reason is that Americans don’t know how to cook freshwater fish at all. The way they cook it is either frying or grilling. This method has no way to remove the bacteria on ordinary freshwater fish.
Earthy smell.
The fish has an earthy smell, which not only Americans but also many Chinese people may not find delicious.
"BOSS, why are you looking at the steak?" Brian finished half a piece of fish and felt a little strange when he saw Zhang Chi still looking at the steak in front of him.
Zhang Chi whispered: "Did you see that today's steak has grown a little bigger?"
Brian laughed directly after hearing this.
He naturally knew the reason. In the past, no one here liked the two of them. Now that grass has sprouted, these people have suddenly changed their faces. Originally, the steak was probably given to the two of them from the smallest one, but now that is definitely the case.
It's a standard steak.
After watching for a while, Zhang Chi cut the steak open, forked a piece and dipped it in the sauce on the side and put it in his mouth.
The steak tastes very good. It can be seen that aunt's skill in grilling steak is much more reliable than her appearance.
The meat of the steak is delicate and full of juice, but when you taste it, you can tell that it is fattened beef. Grass-fed beef will not have such full juice, and the aroma is not as good. I said that the aroma of beef mainly comes from fat. Grass-fed beef has less fat and is naturally
The aroma is not as strong as that of fattened cattle.
But for Nimbus Health, grass-fed beef is definitely better, and the prices of the two almost reflect this problem.
The fragrant beef, coupled with the aroma of black pepper, is a perfect match for Zhang Chi. If you eat it occasionally, you don't have to worry about whether it is healthy or unhealthy, so a piece of steak quickly entered Zhang Chi's belly.
A bit of vegetables softened the greasiness, and a candied omelette slipped through the cracks, making Zhang Chi feel full.
"You eat slowly, I'll take a rest." Zhang Chi saw Brian was still eating, so he pushed the plate in front of him and stood up.
"Okay" Brian said.
The boss takes a nap at noon every day. This seems to have become a habit, and Brian has become accustomed to it.
After returning to the dormitory, Zhang Chi undressed and lay down on the bed, took off his pants and covered his belly, closed his eyes and began to take a nap.
He was so sleepy that he felt as if someone was standing next to him. When he opened his eyes, he saw Melika looking at him with a smile.
"What are you doing, acting like a ghost?" Zhang Chi sat up immediately.
Melika smiled and said: "I'll come over to see the grass sprouts."
"Just go and see the grass buds. What are you doing here to make me sleep?" Zhang Chi was a little speechless. This woman could still think of her well when she didn't see her, but when she saw her, there was nothing good about her.
Melika said: "Don't sleep, I will introduce the business to you later."
Zhang Chi didn't believe it and said, "Are you so kind?"
Melika glanced at Zhang Chi and made a strangulation gesture: "Why am I so unkind? There are ranchers nearby who heard about it and want to plant your grass in their pastures."
"Then thank them on my behalf and tell them that it won't be possible this year at least," Zhang Chi said.
"Why?" Melika was a little surprised: "It's not like they didn't give me money, I just conveyed their intention."
Zhang Chi said: "If you give me money, I also need grass seeds. The grass seeds I saved last year were all used on your pasture. If you don't mind, you can share them with them. It's unrealistic to take them from me."
And asked them to plant grass? How could Zhang Chi be willing to do this? They didn't give themselves 50% of the net profit. Moreover, after planting grass, Zhang Chi had to come and water it at least once every three months. How could he have the time?
"Why not? Cannon told me..." Melika said seriously.
Zhang Chi watched her talking nonsense and waited for Melika to finish speaking. Zhang Chi said to her: "If Cannon can tell you this, I will get you a big cauldron now so you can see it."
Zhang Chi knows Cannon well and trusts Cannon.
With Cannon's temperament, how could he tell others how many grass seeds there are in his pasture? He wouldn't even ask if he didn't tell others about it. Even if he had doubts in his heart, he wouldn't open his mouth, because as a professional cowboy, he
Understand that there are some things that the BOSS should know. If the BOSS wants you to know, he will tell you. If he doesn't tell you, it's none of your business, so don't ask too much and keep your head down and work hard.
Melika is not embarrassed at all. It has become normal for the two of them to be together like this. You fool me and I dig a hole for you to jump into. The two of them seem to be quite satisfied with this relationship.
"By the way, when are you going back?" Merica teleported away the topic.
Zhang Chi said: "We will check the situation in the afternoon. If nothing happens, we will leave in the afternoon."
After hearing this, Melika said: "You probably won't be able to go back in these two days."
"Why?" Zhang Chi was a little curious.
"Eric asked everyone to work overtime, and the land to be reorganized will be planted at that time...".
Zhang Chi waved his hand after hearing this: "They can rush to open the land, but I have the final say when to plant."
Now that Zhang Chi has stiffened up, he naturally speaks loudly.
I originally thought that Melika would threaten me or something, but who knew that this little girl had changed her gender today, and actually said with a smile: "It's up to you, as long as you plant all the flat land according to the time we agreed on.
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Zhang Chi couldn't help but be stunned when he said this.
Seeing Zhang Chi's confusion, Melika asked again: "When can the cows come in?"
"Isn't it that kind of skinny calf?" Zhang Chi asked.
Melika said: "Why...forget it, let's tell the truth. Even so, you have to think about it for me. After all these days, I don't have much money in my pocket."
Seeing Zhang Chi looking at her with a mocking look on her face, Melika started to cry.
Zhang Chi didn't believe it, but he had no way to refute it, because he didn't know how much money Melika actually had. On the contrary, Melika almost knew how much money Zhang Chi had.
There is no way, poor people keep their accounts, and they can roughly calculate the little things, so there is no way to hide them. You really want to hide them, but you have to have something, your pocket is cleaner than your face, you hide it
What to hide?
"It's up to you." Zhang Chi didn't care too much.
"How about meeting the ranchers around here?" Melika asked.
"They are coming?"
"Of course they are here, otherwise how would I know that they are interested in the giant beetle?" Melika said.
Zhang Chi thought for a while and replied: "I still don't want it, I have nothing to talk about with them."
"Then just keep lying down. Goodbye."
After saying that, Melika turned and left Zhang Chi's small dormitory. When she reached the door, she opened the door halfway, and Merika stopped again and turned around.
"I told them to give you a private room."
"No need, it's very nice here. I can't stay here for a few days anyway," Zhang Chi said.
Zhang Chi is not very particular about where he lives. When he came to live alone in the past, the smallest room Zhang Chi lived in was not even a quarter of the size now.
And for Zhang Chi, no matter how nice this place is, it is not his own home, and he won't come here often in the future. A bed is enough, and there is no need to get a single room or something.
"what ever".
After saying this, Melika left Zhang Chi's room.
We agreed to leave in the afternoon, but failed to do so because these cowboys were really desperate. With Zhang Chixian's hard work, these guys actually transferred a few tractors for deep plowing from nearby pastures, which directly improved the efficiency.
several times.
What shocked Zhang Chi was not that the cowboys were desperate or inefficient, but that almost every ranch here had a tractor.
This kind of tractor is not wheeled, but crawler-type. It can plow the ground to a depth of tens of centimeters.
Zhang Chi covets this kind of tractor because it is too expensive. Each one costs hundreds of thousands of dollars, and some may cost millions of dollars.
The ranchers here are so damn rich!
Zhang Chi looked at the roaring giant tractors in the pasture, feeling envious in his heart.
But envy is envy, and Zhang Chi also understands that his ranch has no need for these.
As soon as the cowboys on the ranch worked hard, Zhang Chi was busy, and the work lasted for almost half a month, and it was not finished until all the grass was planted.