Having no fun at his sister's house, Zhang Chi had no choice but to play with Mo Zhi and other guys.
After eating, he returned to the room. Only then could Zhang Chi hold his daughter in the cup and feel curious for a while, but the little girl didn't give him any face.
Ha~ah!
After yawning twice, Xiao Huizhi started to take a nap and was going to sleep.
"Don't, don't, I haven't teased you for a while yet."
Zhang Chi shook his daughter, but before he could finish his words, his wife snatched the child away and rolled her eyes.
Melika put her daughter in the cup and shook it, and the little girl took naps more frequently.
"Big fat, big fat!"
Melika yelled twice at Big Fat lying on the corner of the bed, and Big Fat came over, stood up straight and looked straight at the little girl in Melika's arms.
Putting the little girl down, Big Fat snuggled next to the little girl.
With the fat man by her side, the little girl finally stopped yawning, closed her eyes and assumed a surrender posture, with her pink arms by her ears, and then fell asleep happily.
Looking at his daughter sleeping, Zhang Chi raised his lips slightly, feeling that his daughter was so beautiful at this moment.
After watching this for a while, Melika urged her to sleep, so Zhang Chi lay down.
Close your eyes, and when you open them again, it will be the next morning.
It was still dark, but Zhang Chi got up, washed up and went downstairs. His grandfather Zhang Jiaren and his father Zhang Youpeng also got up, as did Li Xiumei and Miao Guifen.
The two elders were making breakfast, while Zhang Chi's grandparents and grandson were waiting to finish their meal and go to work.
After chatting without a word, the three of them dressed up and went out to do their own business. Zhang Chi was going to sort out the cheese bank, while Zhang Jiaren and Zhang Youpeng were going to the cowshed and Kan.
Together with the farmers, they shoveled cow dung and cleaned the cattle pens. As for the other cowboys, they were going to the pastures in the west.
Zhang Chi came to the cheese warehouse. After storing it for so long, there was already a lot of mature cheese in the warehouse. Of course, overall, the output here is still quite low, because there are only so many cows producing milk, so you can have more.
No, it’s precisely because there aren’t many that they can be sold at this price.
Today, Zhang Chi is going to sort out all the cheese here. They originally put it from top to bottom, but now they have to rearrange it and put it from bottom to top. This way, it will be more convenient for people to pick up the cheese.
There are about ten yuan to be delivered every day. If the person who receives the goods is asked to run up and down like this, firstly, it is a bit inappropriate, and secondly, Zhang Chi does not want people to stay here for a long time, so today he will make arrangements to benefit others.
already.
After closing the door and using a gourd to help, Zhang Chi was able to do the work in an open and bright manner in less than ten minutes.
When I was waiting to walk out of the warehouse door, I found that the sun had already risen, shining brightly outside. Now the snow all over the mountains and plains was surrounded by silvery white. Not to mention the newborn sun, even the moon at night could illuminate the sky.
The whole world lights up.
Brightness comes and goes, which is really hard on the eyes. At this time, you have to stay around with your naked eyes, and you will soon suffer from snow blindness. Therefore, goggles are standard at this time.
Zhang Chi went to the cowshed and walked around to see how the work was going. Naturally, he worked for a while. After about half an hour, Zhang Chi went to the west pasture and walked around the west pasture. He came back with nothing to do.
After that, we started to inspect the pasture.
After inspecting the ranch, it was almost time for lunch.
After lunch, continue working. At about three o'clock in the afternoon, you can take a short break and then work some more. Then at four or five o'clock, you have to drive the cattle and sheep back to the shed, because at five o'clock
Once that passes, it will get dark here.
As soon as he drove the cows into the cowshed, Zhang Chi received a call from Burris, saying that he wanted to have a chat with him.
After hanging up the phone, Cannon asked.
"Burris?"
"Well, Burris, he said he wanted to come over and have a chat with me, but he didn't know what it was about." Zhang Chi felt a little confused as to what he was talking to about.
Burris is also named Walter, but he and Walter who run the tourist ranch are not the same person. The two families are related. According to our Chinese calculations, the two are considered distant uncles and nephews. The relationship between the two families is not very good.
It's not too bad, just average.
"Maybe you want to open a ranch?" Cannon joked.
Zhang Chi laughed twice, then left the cowshed and rode the snowmobile to the bar.
When I arrived at the bar, I found that there were not many people inside, only seven or eight people. This was a relatively busy time of the year, and many ranches did not have the conditions of Zhangchi Ranch, so the cowboys had to feed cows and shovel cow dung.
Almost separated in one day.
After saying hello to everyone, Zhang Chi unbuttoned his coat, placed it on the high chair next to him, and sat in his usual seat.
Kimberly served Zhang Chi wine and his usual snacks.
"Why are you here at this time today?" Kimberly felt a little strange.
Zhang Chi said: "Burris made an appointment with me because he wanted to do something."
Kimberly smiled and said, "Oh, I know that."
"What's the matter?" Zhang Chi took a sip of beer and asked.
Kimberly: "Of course it's about celebrating the Chinese New Year in town. How do they know about this? They definitely want to discuss it with you to see what they need to prepare."
How difficult is it to guess this? There are only two Chinese families in the town, and one family used to be from the Commonwealth. In the eyes of Burris and others, Zhang Chi’s New Year is the authentic one. Who else to look for if not George?
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This time Zhang Chi finally figured it out, but he also had a sad face at the same time.
"It's really not easy to approach me about this matter," Zhang Chi said.
Kimberly was a little stunned now. She looked at Zhang Chi. Although she didn't say anything, Zhang Chi guessed: "Aren't you Chinese? Don't you know how to live a new life in China?"
In Kimberly's eyes, these words confused her: A Chinese person doesn't know how to celebrate Chinese New Year? This sounds like a Catholic who doesn't know how to celebrate Christmas.
Zhang Chi explained: "I have been here since I was very young. I only know a little bit about it, such as pasting Spring Festival couplets and so on. I don't know about other more in-depth folk customs."
"Oh, that's understandable. Nowadays, many young people don't care much about traditional things."
Having said this, Kimberly finally understood. Nowadays, the younger generation seems to be very interested in celebrating the festival, but few care about the customs to be observed during the festival.
Kimberly said: "When celebrating Chinese New Year in a small town, as long as it brings out the flavor and atmosphere, it doesn't have to be so authentic."
Zhang Chi thought for a while and felt that he was still a little unsure, but he didn't panic, because he still had several elders in his family, and they were definitely better at Chinese New Year than he was. If he couldn't, he would just pull the elders out.
Just as he was thinking about this, the door opened, and a gust of cool breeze made Zhang Chi shiver.
"George!"
Boris turned his eyes and saw Zhang Chi at the counter. He strode over and sat next to Zhang Chi.
“Have a drink with something exciting.”
After tapping the countertop lightly, Burris smiled at Kimberly and said.
After speaking, he turned to Zhang Chi and said: "George, I asked you out because of the Chinese New Year in this small town. You know that none of us have this knowledge, so I want to ask you to help plan this Chinese New Year.
How to live?"
Burris got right to the point and told Zhang Chi his purpose very directly.
Zhang Chi said: "I don't know too much, but my grandfather and father must know this very well."
"Well, let's sit down and talk sometime. If it's not possible, let your grandfather be a consultant for us..."
In an instant, Burris thought of a solution to the problem.
"Let me ask, these things all cost money. How much budget has the town given for this kind of thing? It's impossible to talk about effects without talking about money."
Zhang Chi was now more direct than Burris, and he mentioned the key factor, which was money. With money, it is easy to achieve results. If you want to produce results without money, then you are a bastard.
——Thinking blindly!
Boris raised five fingers and shook them at Zhang Chi.
Zhang Chi understood, it's easy to talk if you have money. Don't underestimate the 50,000 yuan. This is US dollars, which is enough to transform Amber Town into a Chinese village.
If you have money! That will be easy!
The two chatted for a while, and Zhang Chi returned home.
When I entered the house, I told my grandfather Zhang Jiaren about this matter.
Zhang Jiaren was a little uneasy after hearing this: "Is this feasible?"
Zhang Chi said: "I just want you to be a consultant and I won't ask you to spend money."
"That's no problem, but what can these foreigners do? Can they walk on stilts or ride a flower boat?"
"Well……!"
Instantly, the black line on Zhang Chi's forehead appeared.
"Grandpa, don't even think about such a difficult thing. You want a bunch of foreigners to dress up and go to the flower boat. What do you think?"
Zhang Chi was a little speechless.
Zhang Jiaren suddenly felt a little disappointed and muttered: "If you can't fly the flower boat, half of the fun of the New Year will be lost."
"There's nothing we can do about it. Besides, there are only a few days left for the Chinese New Year. Just pick up the ones that are quick and easy. When we make an appointment to meet, I will be your translator," Zhang Chi said.
Upon hearing that his grandson Zhang Chi was acting as his translator, Zhang Jiaren thought for a moment and shook his head.
"What's wrong?" Zhang Chi felt strange.
Zhang Jiaren said: "Forget it, I'd better ask your uncle. I don't think you are reliable as a translator. Don't cut corners for me."
After hearing this, Zhang Chi said awkwardly: "Grandpa, I asked you to be a consultant, not to live with the creative director. The consultant only gives out ideas, regardless of specific matters. People naturally have their own ideas...".
"Then leave it alone, call your uncle, and I'll talk to him about this," Zhang Jiaren said to his grandson.
Zhang Chi had no choice but to call his uncle Zhang Youliang. After waiting for the call to come through, he handed the phone to his grandfather after speaking for a while.
The two talked for about ten minutes before ending the conversation. Then Zhang Chi became a transparent person in the activities of the entire town. Mr. Zhang Jiaren, the customer, was hired, Mr. Zhang Youliang, the translator, was hired, and Mr. Zhang Chi was laid off and became a homeless man.