Zhang Chi came to the cows with his mobile phone and was about to introduce the cows he raised to his family. Before he could open his mouth, he heard a thud.
He turned around and saw that two cows were fighting. One of them Zhang Chi named was Scar Fart, the miscellaneous cow he put into the gourd.
On the other side is Gascony.
Gascon was much smaller than Scar Butt, but he had a rather stubborn temper and was not timid against Scar Butt, who was almost two times bigger than him.
Boom!
The two young bulls, who had nothing to do, butted against each other again.
Obviously, this Gascon suffered a loss. There was nothing we could do about it. It was strange that he didn't suffer a loss because he was so much smaller than others.
“Cows fight, cows fight!”
The voice coming from the cell phone was a little excited. Zhang Chi knew without looking that it was his little nephew who was there, fearing that the world would not be in chaos.
Boom!
Another sound.
The little gray bull was now slapped in the butt by Scar Fart.
Zhang Chi originally wanted to watch Maverick get up and continue working, but who knew that Maverick suddenly seemed to have lost his energy, staggered to his feet and left dejectedly.
Moo!
Moo!
Scar Fart was a little high-spirited, shouting loudly, and at the same time took two steps towards the dejected calf.
It looked like he was cursing, probably to demonstrate to the defeated little bull, so that it would not challenge him next time.
It turned out that Zhang Chi didn't feel anything wrong.
But when Zhang Chi saw Gascon heifers mixed in with Scar Butt's herd, he immediately became a little unhappy. Obviously, these heifers had become Scar Butt's trophies.
Isn't this obviously causing trouble for Zhang Chi? Gascony is much more expensive than mixed cattle in the market. The market price is about 200 to 300 US dollars. Don't underestimate the two to three hundred dollars. This is the case for a cow.
What about ten cows and a hundred cows? That’s a lot when added together.
Zhang Chi was thinking about how to solve this problem.
"Why are your cows different colors? Do you have white cows?"
Someone over there asked Zhang Chi a question.
"The breeds are different. These cattle are cross-breed cattle, used for meat and milk. Those are not white, maybe because of the camera. They were originally gray-white. These are Gascon cattle. Gascony is better than cross-bred cattle."
Cattle are more expensive because they produce more meat." Zhang Chi simply explained to his family.
"Oh, that's it. By the way, why are these cows still in one piece? The grass here is so short. Why don't you drive the cows to the tall grass to eat? You see, the cows have eaten this place until they are almost bald.
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I have to say that my sister Zhang Juan's observation was quite careful. After just a few glances, I found that the grass here was gnawed by the cattle and was a little short.
The grass that Zhuo Chi came along just now was taller than the horse's knees, and now there are some places where the grass can barely cover the horse's joint ball.
Of course, Zhang Juan didn't know about horse joints. She only judged based on what she saw.
"Wait a few days before rushing back."
Zhang Chi had no choice but to explain that it wasn't that he didn't want to, but that he didn't have the ability to drive these cattle over.
He also tried, but they all ended in failure. He couldn't even drive a group of cattle, let alone drive them over.
Why?
The herd of cattle would follow Zhang Chi in a circle, and he would drive them up while sweating profusely. When he looked up, he would find that these careless things had brought him back again.
After trying a few times, Zhang Chi gave up. The grass was growing well anyway, so at worst he would add gourd pulp water.
Zhang Chi also knew that it would be no problem to hire a professional cowboy, but now he has no money to hire one. He has calculated the money in hand, pays off the loan every month, and can wait until the time of selling the cattle to talk about other things.
But he didn't want to tell his family about this. If he mentioned difficulties, his family would definitely be worried, and he might have to ask others to lend him some money. Zhang Chi didn't want to do this. It's not easy for his parents to be at home, and his sister's family is only well-off.
He couldn't borrow much money, and he didn't want to burden his family with a debt of gratitude because of his own affairs.
“So many cows just left like this?”
"Well, just free-range them, as long as they have enough grass to eat," Zhang Chi replied.
I took my family to see the herd of cattle. The sight of a thousand cows was quite spectacular. The whole family was very happy and felt that Zhang Chi was living a pretty good life now.
After looking at the cows, Zhang Chi took his family around again and looked at the boundaries of his pasture.
After going around like this, Zhang Chi's cell phone was almost out of battery, so he talked to his family and prepared to hang up the video.
"Hey, don't be in a hurry. Your house has been built and you haven't invited your eldest uncle to come to the house?"
Father remembered something and asked Zhang Chi.
Zhang Chi said: "I am preparing to invite my uncle and aunt to my house as guests."
"That's good. I'm afraid that you kid won't be able to remember this, so I'd like to remind you," Zhang Chi's father said.
"Don't you know that I'm going to invite my uncle and aunt to you later?" Zhang Chi said with a smile.
Originally, the house was nice, so Zhang Chi planned to invite his uncle and aunt to come over and take a look at it as a greenhouse.
After chatting for a few words, Zhang Chi hung up the phone and charged his phone when he got home.
As soon as the power was plugged in, Zhang Chi called his mother-in-law.
Hearing that Zhang Chi said that he and his wife would be invited to his home for dinner, the mother-in-law smiled happily and said: "We are all our own family. When can we not eat? There is no need for it now. When you sell your cows and make money,
Even if you don't tell me, your uncle and I will go! Now, save some money."
"How much can this cost?" Zhang Chi said with a smile.
"No matter how small money is, it is still money. How can big money come from without small money? Be obedient, by the way, have you told your parents about this? Tell them earlier and make them happy too," the aunt said happily.
Zhang Chi replied: "As I said, I had a video chat with them this morning, and my phone almost ran out of battery, so I hung up."
"Are you happy now?"
"Well, everyone is very happy for me. After selling the cows today, I will pick them up and play with them during the summer vacation next year," Zhang Chi said.
"Yes! You have established a career now. Bring your parents over to see. It's best to let your uncle and aunt take care of themselves here. Anyway, they have nothing to do in their hometown. It's better to take care of them here. Then your uncle and I will
You can also show some filial piety from time to time!" said the aunt.
The uncle and aunt that the aunt mentioned were Zhang Chi's grandparents. The two old men had raised the uncle for several years, and neither the aunt nor the uncle had forgotten this kindness.
"Hey, I have time to talk, but they may not be happy to stay here," Zhang Chi said.
It’s probably okay for my grandparents to come here and stay for a while, but they will definitely not be happy with it as time goes by, because they don’t have many friends here. How can they feel more comfortable in their hometown? They can play chess with someone and chat with them all day long.
The little stool went away, and when I got here, my eyes were completely dark. Over time, it was impossible to tell whether the two old people would get into trouble.
"Ask first" Auntie also knows that when people grow old, they cannot leave their homeland.
If my aunt and uncle can't come, then only Zhang Chi will be left here.
After finishing the meal at noon, Zhang Chi remembered what happened in the morning, that is, Scar Butt, a big miscellaneous cow, took over the Gascon cow with his strength.
Zhang Chi can't let this matter develop. When he gets a batch of miscellaneous cattle for himself next year, he won't be able to find a place to cry.
Zhang Chi's solution is very simple. Didn't Scar Fart stay in a gourd before? Then he can bring a few Gascon cows in and let them out when the time comes. Everyone will be about the same, so he won't be afraid of this happening again.
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He did what he thought of. After dinner, Zhang Chi rode up Chiyan Mountain to the herd of cattle again and began to select young bulls.
As soon as I arrived at the herd of cattle, I saw the young bull that had been defeated in the morning. A lonely cow was grazing alone with its head down.
Before raising cows, Zhang Chi thought that cows were honest and kind, but after raising cows, he realized that there were also scum among these guys, and bullying of the weak often happened.
For example, when Gascony first arrived, they took advantage of their large herd and drove the cattle to the corners to graze, while they occupied this early pasture.
Not only bulls, but also cows will bully raw cows. If a cow wants to blend in with a group of cows, then the cow trying to blend in will definitely be bullied.
Standing on the horse, Zhang Chi looked at the little bull and felt that it was a little pitiful, so he put it into the gourd without thinking.
Next, Zhang Chi continued to pick the young bull.
Zhang Chi did not pick the bull that was already a bit stronger, but picked the thinnest one among the group, not thinking about anything else but his own pocket.
Stronger young bulls will definitely grow better than these weak bulls. Improving strong bulls will not increase the added value of weak bulls. Everyone can figure this out.
After picking five or six small and weak cows and throwing them into the gourd, Zhang Chi returned to the RV and began to continue learning his cowboy knowledge.
An hour or two later, Zhang Chi let the calves out and let them roam around in the pasture while he continued his cowboy career.
The lasso was still swinging annoyingly, so Zhang Chi simply started practicing his marksmanship.
There’s nothing to say about this. As long as you have money to buy starter bullets, then you can just make them!
Zhang Chi was short of money, but he still had a little money for bullets, so gunshots could be heard every day in Zhang Chi's small ranch.
For more than half a month, his sling skills were still as bad as shit, but his marksmanship had indeed improved a lot, not to mention that his bullets were flawless. Now if he were to encounter the mountain lion in front of him again, that mountain lion would definitely be unlucky.
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At this moment, Zhang Chi was living a carefree life. He didn't care much about the cows in the pasture. He just opened his eyes to play every day and went to bed at night.
It was such a magical life.
But soon Zhang Chi couldn't laugh anymore, because his annoying Brother Wu actually called and said that he would be over in two days and had something good to say to him.
This made Zhang Chi a little worried, feeling that there must be nothing good in him coming.
Putting down the phone in his hand, Zhang Chi looked up at the roof of his home and said to himself: "Is this because God thinks I'm too lazy and wants to find something to cause trouble for me?"
Zhang Chi didn't dare to think about the good things his cousin said, because in his memory, the good things his cousin said might not be good for him.