After returning home, life has to go on. In a few days, Zhang Chi will have to leave for Los Angeles again, because his family is here. His sister’s family of three, accompanied by his parents, grandparents, and his wife, come to Zhang Chi again.
Celebrate the Spring Festival.
The old man's visit this time is not mainly to celebrate the Spring Festival. The main purpose is to see the small benefits.
In the hearts of the elderly, small favors are much more important than celebrating the Spring Festival.
Although Xiaoxiao is also their child, Xiaoxiao has a grandfather and a grandmother, and his surname is not Zhang. The little girl Huizhi is different. Her name is Zhang Huizhi.
Old people will care about this to some extent.
After receiving the person, everyone went back to Folsom without stopping. They didn't stay at the uncle and his mother's house, but went directly to Zhangchi Ranch. Now the four old people finally saw their granddaughter and great-granddaughter.
Since the four old people arrived home, they had to make an appointment to hold the baby. It was impossible for people like Zhang Chi to get started, especially as a grandfather, Zhang Youpeng would not feel tired from holding the baby from morning to night.
This made Zhang Chi and Melika feel a lot more relaxed. The children like their grandparents, and their grandpa is very fond of them, so both Zhang Chi and Melika can find time to work.
After feeding the cows for a day, Zhang Chi returned home, stood at the door and patted the snow on his body, opened the door and walked into the house.
After taking off his coat and hanging it on the hanger, Zhang Chi prepared to take off his heavy boots and put on light home shoes.
"Uncle, uncle!"
When Xiaoxiao saw Zhang Chi coming back, he immediately came up to him and started showing off his newly bought skis to Zhang Chi.
"Beautiful, your mother is so willing to give up."
Zhang Chi didn't know the quality of snowboards either. Like Xiao Xiao, he felt that this board with all the bells and whistles must be worth the money.
"My mother said that my uncle paid for the round trip expenses, so she bought me this board. It's very expensive, it costs hundreds of dollars, and it's still American money!".
Xiaoxiao's words made Zhang Chi feel dumbfounded. He said to his nephew: "You are really a kid! Well, your mother is very good at saving money, and she spends it specifically on your uncle."
After saying this, Zhang Chi remembered and asked his nephew, "Has the pony been groomed and washed?"
The little guy got a pony last time, and the cowboys took care of it when the people didn't come, but now that the people came, Zhang Chi gave the job back to the little guy.
"Take care of it. I gave the pony a bath in the morning..." Xiao Xiao immediately reported his achievements to his uncle.
"well!"
Zhang Chi reached out and touched the little guy's forehead: "Work hard, wait...forget it, I will become a skier and win gold medals in the future."
Zhang Chi said nonsense casually.
"Let's go and play."
"Uncle, when will you go skiing with us?" Xiaoxiao asked.
Zhang Chi responded: "My uncle is very busy right now. Just go with your parents. Anyway, you know everyone there, so there will be no problem in communicating with him."
Now the biggest customers of the nearest ski resort are a group of Chinese tourists.
The last group of tourists has returned home, and now is the second group of tourists. These tourists have only been here for about ten days, but the speed and method of spending money have completely confused the people here.
Originally, they had heard about the arrogance of Chinese tourists, but they had no personal experience. Now that these tourists come, they are really having their butts pulled with a knife - their eyes have been opened!
For example, in ski resorts, almost all American or Western guests choose to rent boards, but some Chinese guests, almost one-third, prefer to buy them directly because they don’t like to use other used things, so
Just for skis, the last group of customers wiped out the ski resort’s annual sales.
Many people who come here to ski have basic skills, so they naturally bring their boards with them. Those without basic skills don’t need to travel so far to ski here.
What businessman wouldn't like such a customer?
Everyone does business to make money. Which businessman doesn’t like high-rollers?
Now, Nell is hurriedly talking about building his own ski resort and trying to open it by this time next year.
When a group of Chinese tourists came over, not only did the ski resort do good business, but the restaurants, souvenir shops, and even the shops selling cowboy hats benefited from it.
After the first group left, the second group came over, and even the mayor and congressmen went to the airport to greet this group of Chinese tourists. This shows how popular these people are in Folsom.
As for any minor problems, the cowboys here don't mind too much, because every group of people in any country will have these minor problems. They themselves are Americans, and they also know that their quality is not as high as some Chinese intellectuals say.
Besides, it’s the uncle who spends money now, so isn’t it normal for the uncle to have some minor problems?
Not to mention this, in short, the tourist route developed by Yan Zhou and Gu Ming was considered a great success.
After driving away the little guy, Zhang Chi came to the living room.
As soon as I arrived at the door, I saw my father holding his little granddaughter, holding Xiao Huizhi's feet with one hand and supporting Xiao Huizhi with the other, making sounds like an old naughty child.
Creak! Creak!
Xiao Huizhi looked at his grandfather, his face was full of smiles, but he didn't laugh, and the saliva on his mouth was all over his pocket.
"What are you doing here? You just came in from the cold air from outside. Get away!"
Seeing his son approaching from the corner of his eye, Zhang Youpeng immediately protected his precious granddaughter and shouted at his son.
"Dad, you've been hugging me all day. I'm feeling warm now. I've been in the house for almost ten minutes, and the coldness on my body has long since dissipated," Zhang Chi said.
Zhang Youpeng raised his legs and said to his son: "Get out of here, you've been holding him for a whole day, I just held him."
Zhang Youpeng was talking here when he suddenly felt that his hand was leaking. When he looked up, he saw that his granddaughter had peed on his hand.
"Hey, this is a good pee. I know where grandpa is protecting me!"
Zhang Youpeng didn't look disgusted at all. Not only was he not disgusted, he was smiling happily, as if being peed on by his granddaughter was a bonus for this old man.
She dragged her little granddaughter without taking her outside, and just let her pee. Then she said, "Oh, this is a wet pee."
Li Xiumei, who was inside, heard the noise outside and ran out with Xiao Xiao. She saw that her husband's clothes and pants were wet.
"You old thing, don't you know how to give in?" Li Xiumei was a little speechless.
Zhang Youpeng looked at his granddaughter with a smile at this time: "Why, the carpet at home is so expensive, why don't you pee on me instead of peeing on the carpet? Besides, I don't mind it!"
Zhang Chi looked a little speechless. He finally knew what it means to be close to another generation. Although his father said he didn't beat him very much, there was no way he would treat him like this when he was a child.
"Why don't you go change your clothes while I hold you?" Zhang Chi said and stretched out his hand.
Zhang Youpeng stood up and said, "Go aside, you have a cold feeling on your body."
"I've been standing here for so long."
"It won't take more than half an hour. If you dare to get close to my granddaughter and make her catch a cold, I will skin you!"
With that said, Zhang Youpeng handed the child into Li Xiumei's hands.
As soon as his eyes fell on the child's face, the old man's face changed like a Sichuan opera, from dark clouds to bright sunshine.
"You little baby, you really know how to pee. You peed all on grandpa and didn't pee on the ground at all. That's great!"
After saying that, he gave his little granddaughter a thumbs up, and then happily turned around and went to his room to change into clean clothes.
Zhang Chi had no place to speak.
Just when he was thinking about asking his mother to give the child to him, who knew that before he reached out, his grandfather came out of the house and picked up his great-granddaughter without even looking at the grandson Zhang Chi. The grandfather and grandson were sitting on the sofa.
Grandpa Zhang Jiaren put his great-granddaughter on his lap, put his hands on the child's waist, and asked Huizhi to practice standing.
After a while, the old man started talking and laughing. He looked like he was waiting for a copy of Zhang Youpeng's roasted scallops just now.
Zhang Chi rubbed his hands.
I felt bored, so I had to go upstairs to take a look.
As soon as I went up the stairs, I saw my sister Zhang Juan coming towards me with a happy face.
"Sister, why are you so happy? How did you find the money?" Zhang Chi asked jokingly.
When Zhang Juan saw her younger brother, she did not answer his words first, but stood still and looked at her younger brother carefully.
My sister looked at me a little bit.
"I said what are you doing? The hairs on my hair almost stood up when I looked at him." Zhang Chi couldn't help but take a step back.
"I didn't expect your craftsmanship to be good," Zhang Juan said.
Zhang Chi subconsciously took a step back: "If you have anything to say, please tell me. I can't stand you being so arrogant."
Zhang Juan reached out and grabbed her brother's clothes, and pulled him toward her: "I don't eat people, I'm just complimenting you, and complimenting your blue cheese seller."
"This matter! Has it been decided?" Zhang Chi asked.
Melika has always been responsible for this matter. Ever since he knew that the shit cheese at home was a high-end cheese, Zhang Chi had left all the sales to Melika. He knew that he was not good at business negotiations, so he focused on storage.
These things.
At the beginning, Zhang Chi kept it in the gourd for a day, then took it out and put it on display. Now he knows that this thing is advanced.
Zhang Chi’s so-called high-end is actually just one word: expensive!
Since he could make money, and the money he made was great, Zhang Chi naturally had to think about going deeper.
In this way, it will be stored for two days, then three days, and finally four days. The feces cheese produced in this way will have a purer smell and be more nutritious.
The above words were not said by Zhang Chi, but by Professor Haydn, who tested them, and of course they are not joking.
"What's the price?" This is what Zhang Chi is most concerned about.
"It seems to be more than 300 yuan per kilogram," Zhang Juan said.
stop!
Zhang Chi whistled directly.
Zhang Chi is really satisfied with the price. In this case, the daily income from this kind of cheese alone is quite considerable, which is more than the money from selling cattle in a year.
Zhang Chi felt that his ranch finally had a stable and long-lasting source of income, and Zhang Chi felt that the smell of feces was no longer so unpleasant.
It doesn't smell like shit, it just smells like US dollars.
"Really, then I have to ask!"
With that said, Zhang Chi ran upstairs with Xiao Xiao and opened the door directly into Melika's study.