Zhang Chi returned to the ranch stable and began to unload the saddle. The saddle was put into the saddle room, and the sweat pad was taken out to dry and the sweat on it was removed.
He turned around and entered the stable to wipe the sweat off Chiyanshan's body to prevent this guy from catching a cold.
While they were looking for cloth, Cannon ran over with Xiao Pao, shouting as he ran: "BOSS! BOSS! Have you heard that thousands of cows were lost next door to us, and I heard that they all ran into the mountains... …”.
If there is anyone in the small town who hates good neighbors as much as Zhang Chi, it is Cannon.
Maybe this person is even more hated than Zhang Chi, because Zhang Chi just spent money, and he was once a slave.
If you put the opportunity to enter the United States in the mouths of a bunch of genteel scum in China, you'd probably get better treatment than staying in a hotel in the suburbs of Beijing. In fact, it's such a bastard.
Here in the United States, many prisons are privately owned. You heard it right, privately run prisons.
When you start something privately, you will definitely face the biggest problem, which is making money! Think about how good this kind of account can be.
There was once such a legendary figure. When he entered the house, he settled everything with money. The guy who lived there was called Xiaoyao. Well, Zhang Chi was wrong. This guy in the house was really better than the Jingjiao Hotel. Be comfortable.
If something happened, he would control his own gang, and if nothing happened, he would ask female prison guards to accompany him to fight landlords. The fights made several female prison guards pregnant, and he became very popular in the United States.
Of course, Cannon, a poor man, would definitely not be treated like this. It would not be easy for him to go in and have a good meal. If you want to say that he has never been beaten, believe it or not, but Cannon does not believe it.
So when he heard his friend call and tell him that thousands of cows had been lost next door, Cannon was as happy as if he were celebrating the New Year and rushed over to tell Zhang Chi the good news.
It was rare for Zhang Chi to see Cannon being so uncool, and he was beaming when he spoke.
"It's better if we can't find even one cow! Bah, this Sang'aofu Biqi" Cannon was very excited.
Zhang Chi smiled at Cannon and said: "Calm down, calm down, don't behave like this when you go out, otherwise people will say we are unloving, but you can say it at home! Hahahahaha! It's so cool."
Hahahaha! Cannon also laughed.
The two of them laughed so loudly that their akimbo muscles almost collapsed from laughter.
"How many heads have been lost?" Zhang Chi finished laughing and wiped the hot tears of sympathy for his good neighbor from the corner of his eyes. When the crystal teardrops fell on the pads of his fingers, he flicked them and the small waterdrops fell instantly. There was no trace.
Cannon laughed almost as well: "I don't know, I heard that there were at least a thousand cows, and the peace army they bought was wiped out. Is this good news?"
"Forget it, forget it, why don't you count it? Let's eat two more bowls of rice tonight," Zhang Chi said with a smile.
"How about we have a barbecue tonight? I'll make you South American-style roast beef," Cannon said.
Zhang Chi thought for a moment and said, "How about killing the sheep?"
Cannon asked Zhang Chi: "Isn't it too ostentatious? If they get all the cattle back, won't we lose a sheep in vain?"
"That's right. Let's wait a few days before eating. Let's eat roast beef tonight." Zhang Chi thought about it for a moment and thought it was true. He lost his cow and his family slaughtered the sheep today. It would be a bit uncomfortable to be seen by others.
Cannon nodded hard twice.
After a few more words, Cannon ran into the house to make his South American roast beef, while Zhang Chi hummed a little tune and wiped Chiyanshan's body again, and then wiped Chiyanshan's body. Send it to the compartment.
When he returned to the house, Zhang Chi found that Cannon had already cut the side dishes and put the beef into the large oven under the eaves for roasting.
There isn't much work left for Zhang Chi, well, just eat with a mouth.
It was getting dark before Cannon's meal was ready.
To be honest, the South American-style roast beef didn't quite suit Zhang Chi's taste. I don't know if it was because Cannon didn't cook it well or if Zhang Chi didn't suit his taste. I always felt it was a little too spicy.
But it’s not unpalatable. As long as the beef has a salty taste and removes the grassy smell, there’s nothing that won’t be in your mouth.
Like Zhang Chi, add two cloves of garlic, and the flavor will go up immediately.
firewood?
With some dipping sauce, where else can I use the wood?
Zhang Chi just expressed his own feelings, which does not mean that all other Chinese people don't like it. It's like some people like to eat fusilli noodles, but some people don't like it.
The two of them did not eat in the house. Instead, they sat directly on the sofa under the porch with their plates. Looking at the brightly lit neighbor's house to the west, they took a bite of beef and a clove of garlic. The taste and mood were beyond compare.
Speaking of eating beef, I guess even eating shit has a sweet taste.
But it made the two of them extremely happy.
Helicopter!
Zhang Chi saw two or three helicopters flying up after a meal, and he cursed the wealth and wealth his neighbors earned in China, and suddenly felt that he was too kind today!
After dinner, Cannon sang a Portuguese song and went back to the cowshed to work.
On Zhang Chi's side, he rolled his ink and looked at the busy neighbor's house for a while, then turned around and entered the house.
After entering the house, he put his feet into the gourd and looked at a field of large and small cows. I originally thought that the space in the gourd was not big, but with this group of cattle, thousands of cows squeezed in, I didn't feel crowded at all.
Come, there are scattered stands all over the grass, but it actually looks a little empty.
But for miracles, there has to be something miraculous, and Zhang Chi didn't dwell on it. If he did, Zhang Chi would have to suffer from mental illness.
The first thing I did when I came in was to count the cows, but there were thousands of cows, so counting would be confusing, because the cows would move and walk around, and after a while you wouldn’t know which cow was right.
There were four or five kinds of cattle in the gourd, all large and small, all mixed together. Zhang Chi's eyes were dazzled even after looking at them, let alone counting them.
Giving up counting the oxen, Zhang Chi stayed for a while and then came out of the gourd.
I was so happy today that Zhang Chi couldn't sleep. It was around three o'clock in the morning and he closed his eyes in a daze.
When he got up in the morning, Mo Zhi, the bastard, put his head between Zhang Chi's neck again, like a big flesh-shaped scarf.
Pushing Mo Zhi's forehead open, Zhang Chi climbed out of bed, opened the curtains and found that the sun was almost in the sky.
Got up, washed up, and went to the cowshed.
As soon as he saw Cannon, Cannon grinned: "BOSS, I heard that more than 1,900 cows were lost next door, and just over 100 were recovered last night...".
Zhang Chi also grinned. Now he knew how many cows he had in his gourd.
"Looking for it all night?" Zhang Chi asked.
Cannon nodded: "Yes, all the cowboys have been looking for it all night. I heard that they called the police yesterday. The cowboys felt that so many cows did not escape."
Zhang Chi understood this. The movement of two bull heads running out was definitely different from the movement of more than a hundred bull heads.
Let’s not talk about anything else, the cow shit that was pooped along the way can also explain the problem. Even an inexperienced cowboy can judge the poop that two thousand cows and two hundred cows pooped along the way.
What's more, the good neighbors are all experienced cowboys who can see the problem at a glance.
But call the police?
Zhang Chi is not saying that calling the police is not possible. Of course, the police must be called, but it will not be of much use. Not to mention that Zhang Chi sucked cows here. Even if he didn't, the police would probably just come and take a look.
The investigators of the insurance company are the ones who are most concerned about this matter, because the insurance company has to take out real money from their pockets.
Have insurance?
That must be there!
There are some insurances that you can’t get away with without buying them. They will be brought with you when you buy the cattle. What are compulsory charges? That’s it.
But this time the insurance company was forced by the neighbor.
As for the abilities of the nearby police, let alone Zhang Chi, there is little hope. I am afraid that not many people in the town think that the police are very useful in this matter.
Not to mention anything else, Mao still hasn’t found the car’s electronic products that were lost in the snow last year. It stands to reason that the car’s electronic products and serial numbers should be easy to find, but these people just
Surprisingly, there are no clues at all. When the state police came over, they looked blank, like a bunch of fools.
If Zhang Chi lost his cow, he would also have to call the police. However, this call was not for the police to solve the case, but to tell the insurance company that our ranch has lost its cow and you have to pay for it!
Thinking of this, Zhang Chi felt a little unhappy again. It turned out that the person I had been searching for for a long time was an insurance company?
Specially for the second aunt!
How can you just listen to Cannon's talk about something like this? There is obviously the busiest place!
Where? Where else but a bar!
So Zhang Chi ate something and ran to the bar.
Now the bar's business hours have changed, from afternoon to after 10:30 in the morning.
As soon as he entered the bar, Zhang Chi felt as if he was in a cesspit, his ears were buzzing, and a room full of cowboys were chatting animatedly about losing their cows.
As soon as Zhang Chi found a seat next to the bar and sat down, a cowboy asked Zhang Chi: "George, did you know that your neighbor lost his cow?"
"I know, but I don't know what happened specifically," Zhang Chi said.
"I heard...".
My dear, rumors are flying all over the sky. This cowboy said he lost more than 3,000 cows.
Some cowboys immediately retorted, saying that they had lost more than 4,000 head.
Zhang Chi was left speechless for a while. How many cows did the good neighbor have in total? He lost more than 4,000 cows?
"It's so normal for them to lose their cows!"
At this time, an old cowboy said something shocking, which immediately attracted everyone's attention to him.
"The management is too chaotic. Once the cows are released, the cowboys will be fine. They either get together to play poker or take a nap. The fence inspection is only arranged every two days, and it is still careless. If they are placed in a normal pasture, there is a hole in the fence. Where is it?
Will it not be discovered in a day?”
"That's right!"
The cowboys nearby nodded.
What the old cowboy said makes sense. It doesn't mean that someone has to be watching the cattle all the time when they are released, but as a cowboy, it is still necessary to come over and check on the condition of the cattle every hour or two.
Even if it is a small ranch with few people, it would still take a whole morning to walk around. What's more, in a large ranch with so many people, the cowboys must patrol the ranch in batches.
Given high wages, cowboys will definitely do their jobs carefully?
The answer is definitely not necessarily!
If your salary is stable and higher than that of ordinary people, does that mean you are efficient? That's even worse. Everyone knows this.
The same goes for the cowboys hired by Zhang Chi's Good Neighbor. The main reason is that the supervisor himself is relaxed, so the rest of the team will naturally relax as well.
Otherwise, Zhang Chi could go back and forth several times and suck the cow several times without encountering a single cowboy. This would be a problem.