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Chapter 178 Choose Life

Zhao Yue and Duan Shuyi both felt a little speechless, why couldn't they talk to Melika?

At this time Zheng Bohong walked out, holding a plate of dishes in his hand: "Don't sit still, pack your things and get ready to eat."

After saying that, he put the dishes in his hands on the table, turned around and entered the kitchen again.

Zhang Chi was holding the pot in his hand at this time and was putting the fish in the pot on the big fish plate. Finally, he pushed the fish a few times with a spoon to straighten it, opened the faucet with a spoon, put the pot up, and brushed it hard.

After brushing all the oil out of the pot, I hung the pot back on the pot rack on the wall.

Several people sat down at the table, and Zhao Yue and Duan Shuyi immediately forgot what happened just now.

"Lao Zhang, I didn't expect your cooking skills to be so good."

As he spoke, Duan Shu reached out and fanned the vegetables twice, blowing the fragrance of the vegetables into his nose.

Zhao Yue said at this time: "Why don't you drink some wine? How can such a good dish be served without wine?"

"Drink some, drink some!" Duan Shuyi immediately agreed.

Next, both of their eyes fell on Zheng Bohong.

Zheng Bohong had no choice but to stand up with a wry smile and go get the wine.

"I can't drink much, just one glass is enough," Zhang Chi said immediately when he saw Zheng Bohong holding two bottles of wine.

Zheng Bohong said: "They are wine barrels. We don't have anyone to persuade them to drink. They can drink as much as they can."

After that, he sat down and started pouring the wine.

Seeing that it was almost done, Zhang Chi brought a cup in front of him.

When everyone got the cup, they raised it together.

"cheers".

"You can't do it," Zhang Chi said quickly.

Zhao Yue said: "If you are good at cooking but can't drink, you have lost your skills."

"Eat more good food," Zhang Chi said with a smile.

Then everyone started eating.

Duan Shu picked up a piece of meat, put it in his mouth and tasted it slowly. While tasting it, he kept making humming sounds to show his praise to Zhang Chi.

"This is not bad. The fried kidneys are really good and don't have any smell at all. They are not only tender but also have the aroma of green garlic. I love it," Zhao Yue also said.

Melika said: "Why do you two seem to have never eaten anything? Your cooking skills are better than those of your cooks?"

"It's different, the taste is different," Zhao Yue said.

"If you don't praise me, forget it. Don't make trouble, okay? I like people to praise me. Come to my place when you two have time, and I will cook boiled beef for you. I am the best at this stuff," Zhang Chi said with a smile.

The more Zhao Yue and Duan Shu praised each other, the happier Zhang Chi became.

This guy is just a dog-faced guy. He will be happy when people praise him, and he will fall out when people scold him.

Melika continued to eat, clinking glasses with some friends from time to time while eating.

"I heard that your cattle are well raised?" Zheng Bohong said.

Zhang Chi was also not modest: "It's good, but no matter how good it is, it's useless. I can't sell it at a high price. The guys who collect the cattle are so cruel. One pound of live cattle costs more than two yuan. Just by raising them

There is not much profit left in cattle...".

"How about exporting it to China? As long as your cattle are of good quality, you can make more money exporting them to China than selling them to the United States," Zheng Bohong said.

Zhang Chi smiled and did not answer.

He also wants to sell it domestically. Firstly, the price is much higher than Zhangchi’s beef, which is all grass-fed, without hormones or feed.

But he had no choice, and it was not troublesome to slaughter, store, and transport the cattle he had.

Zheng Bohong also said this casually at the wine table. Everyone was just looking for a pretext to sell Zhang Chi's beef domestically. It was not easy to operate.

Everyone knows that Zhang Chi only has more than 500 acres of pasture. How many cows can be raised on this pasture? The cost of doing it is really high. Some people will suffer these days, but no one wants to do an unprofitable and troublesome business.

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"By the way, how many calves did you buy this time?" Melika suddenly asked.

Zhang Chi said: "Seven hundred heads."

Melika did the math in her mind: "So you have more than a thousand cows on your ranch now?"

"Well, if you give me a nod, if I sell a batch in the fall, the capacity of the ranch may be full," Zhang Chi said.

Now the original cows in the pasture all have calves. By the end of autumn, there will be hundreds more calves in the pasture. The calves bought this time will be raised and sold. The entire pasture will be almost ready next year.

No more buying cows.

"By the way, I heard that you also bought a thoroughbred horse and it will be on the track soon," Zhao Yue said.

Zhang Chi glanced at Melika and said with a smile: "You talk a lot."

"I just heard what she said, how is the horse?" Zhao Yue asked.

Zhang Chi said: "Others think it's not possible, but I'm quite optimistic about it."

Zhang Chi had no choice but to say no. If he said no, he still pushed the stupid tree onto the track, wouldn't others think it was sick? Although others laugh at him now, is there anyone in the world who is not laughed at?

He is not afraid of being laughed at. Guan Jian knows that if this experiment succeeds, he can make a lot of money.

"Forget about his horse, it's not only ugly but stupid, it's actually quite tall," Merica said casually.

"Let's run and see. What if it escapes? Who knows if the horse will run well without going on the track?" Duan Shuyi said cheerfully.

Zheng Bohong said at this time: "When will you run?"

"Next week, next Saturday, there are about ten days left," Zhang Chi said.

After hearing this, Zheng Bohong said: "How about we go and see it together and cheer for Zhang Chi's horse?"

"Yeah!"

Zhao Yue nodded immediately.

Duan Shuyi also hummed twice.

Zhang Chi was a little surprised: "You have stayed here for so long? Are you not doing any domestic things?"

Zheng Bohong said with a smile: "You can't make all the money. It's mainly about life, and we are in charge of everything. What does hiring a manager do? Every year we take at least two months to rest. Even in China, we are very

Manage everything with less detail and less attention to detail. Managers must learn to let go and leave time for their own lives.”

Zhang Chi gave a thumbs up to Zheng Bohong: "That's a good saying. Melika will learn from it and take a look at Zheng Bohong."

At least in Zhang Chi's opinion, Melika's job is quite busy. Every day is just work, and she doesn't understand life at all. She feels that at this point, Melika is far behind her and Lao Zheng's level.

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Looking at Zhang Chi's appearance, Melika looked at Zhang Chi with disdain, and then continued to stretch out her chopsticks to pick up the fish.

Zhang Chi hadn't even eaten a chopstick when he found that less than half of the fish had been eaten. Everyone pointed at the meat on the fish's belly.

"You don't know how to eat fish either. Fish cheeks are the best."

Zhang Chi stretched out his chopsticks and tapped the untouched fish head without touching the fish meat. He was just reminding everyone.

Others didn't take it seriously. Those who should eat the fish maw still ate the fish maw, and those who liked the fish's back still said hello to the fish's back. Zhang Chi felt that these fools couldn't even eat fish, so they took the fish's face.

I ate it happily.

After eating the fish face meat, Zhang Chi started to deal with the fish head.

Taking a bite of the fish head, the delicious aroma made Zhang Chi almost hum.

The fish here in Zheng Bohong is really good. It doesn't taste like farmed fish, but a bit like wild fish.

Generally speaking, farmed fish are fatter and have a lot of fish oil under their bellies, while wild fish rarely have this area because fish oil generally cannot accumulate under wild conditions and they have to swim constantly and defend themselves against natural enemies.

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"I didn't expect that you were so skillful in raising the fish that they almost looked wild," Zhang Chi said while eating.

Zheng Bohong said: "We don't feed food here, we only feed aquatic plants, and we don't feed too much each time. There are also carnivorous fish in the pond. The fish are active and taste good. Today, this fish is in the pond.

It has been growing for at least two or three years, how can breeding be so time-consuming?"

Zhao Yue said: "The guests who come here also like it. It is a kind of fun to come here to catch and eat yourself."

Zhang Chi just gave a casual compliment. He didn't know that Zheng Bohong and the others had consulted professional aquatic experts for raising this fish. They had a quota of how many fish they released every year, and how many males and females there were. Scientific breeding and Zhang Chi

It is different to put it directly into the pond.

While eating and talking, the meal lasted for almost two hours, and everyone was full.

These people are really good drinkers. Two bottles of wine were shared among five people, and no one got drunk.

After dinner, Zheng Bohong made an appointment with Zhang Chi to go out for a walk to eat.

When they came back, the three girls were already having fun in the outdoor swimming pool.

Zhao Yue and the other three can swim and their swimming techniques are quite professional, unlike Zhang Chi who can only do dog paddle or float.

The three of them are like three mermaids in the water, their movements are silky and smooth, and they look beautiful.

"You two come down for a swim?"

Zhao Yue came to the side of the two of them and said to Zhang Chi and Zheng Bohong while splashing in the water.

Zhang Chi said: "If you don't bring swimming trunks, you can't go swimming in big underpants."

"What's the point? Come down, don't worry, everyone won't laugh at you if you show up." Zhao Yue said with a smile.

Zheng Bohong also said: "I just finished eating, I don't want to bother, I will swim again when I come back from training."

Except for Zhang Chi, the remaining people all have the habit of fitness. There is no way. Nowadays, people with a bit of money pay attention to fitness. This seems to be learned from Americans. As soon as you have money, you have to do some body management.

Zhang Chi is not willing to do this. He thinks there is nothing to bother with. He finally eats something, but you are struggling again. In order to make themselves look better, some people don't eat very much, or they have to match the food every day.

Less than chicken.

Zhang Chi is not criticizing this kind of life. It doesn't matter to him how other people want to live their lives. It's just that he doesn't want to do it himself.

A good life can only be achieved by eating well and sleeping well. He can't eat anything, and he can't let go of delicious food. Life doesn't seem to mean much to Zhang Chi.

"Let's go practice for a while!"

Zheng Bohong took Zhang Chi to go to the gym.

Zhang Chi didn't want to go, but Zheng Bohong couldn't resist his kindness, so he had to bite the bullet and follow Zheng Bohong into the gym.

Zhang Chi really didn't notice that this house actually had another floor. The ground floor was a complete gym, which seemed to be more than 300 square meters. Anyway, he knew what a gym should have, and there was no shortage of anything in it.

Zheng Bohong practiced very seriously, from warm-up to aerobic and then strength. Zhang Chi was pedaling a bicycle next to him. He had not moved since he came in. He was scrolling through his mobile phone while pedaling.

When I saw Zheng Bohong squatting, his face turned red, and at the same time he made a roaring sound like squatting a tuba. I thought it would be great if this person went to the construction site to move bricks, and he could still make money without using these equipment.


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