Early the next morning, Zhang Chi opened his eyes, washed up briefly, and then wanted to take his cousin to find a place to have breakfast. After breakfast, he was going to go directly to the airport to catch the first flight back to Folsom.
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"Get up and go have breakfast."
The door of the room was wide open, and my cousin was lying on the bed like a big character. He was sleeping so boldly, wearing only a pair of underpants, and was snoring so hard that the roof was about to be overturned.
"You go and eat it yourself, I won't eat it!"
Turning over, Zhang Wu tried to kick his cousin because this guy disturbed his clear dream.
"Then I'm going back!"
Zhang Chi said.
Uh-huh!
Not sure whether he understood or not, Zhang Wu hummed twice.
Zhang Chi ignored the matter and walked directly into the yard. He reached the car and opened the door. Just as he was about to get in the car, an indescribable sound came from his ears.
I turned around and saw, my dear, on the side of the road not far away, a photographer was holding the camera to take pictures of the half-opened car door. From Zhang Chi's point of view, he could only see a man's plush back.
"What the hell is this place, in broad daylight!"
Zhang Chi was really speechless. Are all the people who make this kind of film so diligent? It was filmed so early in the morning, and most people in the whole community were still asleep.
Originally, Zhang Chi thought that for such a big noise, someone would come out and curse, but unexpectedly there was no movement at all. In the community in the early morning, there were only the voices of women calling for God, which made people think that the woman must be a devout believer.
Zhang Chi started the car and quickly fled the community.
I feel like this place is not for ordinary people to stay. Is the American entertainment industry so exciting?
Life in a big city is much more exciting than the small place where Zhang Chi lives. I held a gun last night and watched a show this morning for nothing.
Zhang Chi didn't want to find a place with many people to eat. Although Zhang Chi was not afraid of anti-social elements, he was blind, so Zhang Chi honestly returned the car to the airport and paid the bus at the airport.
After eating my stomach, I waited for my flight in the terminal.
After returning to Folsom successfully, Zhang Chi, who picked up the car, first went to his uncle and his mother-in-law's house. Of course, Zhang Chi would not mention his cousin's current living environment to his uncle and his mother-in-law. Once he pointed it out, it was estimated that the two of them
I'm going to fly to Los Angeles right now to catch him.
If Zhang Wu was an easy man, that would be fine, but as his cousin is capable of tossing things around, it would definitely turn into a cat-and-mouse game in the end.
When he left his uncle and his mother's house, Zhang Chi did not go back to the ranch directly. Instead, he went to a store that sold ranch supplies and bought more than a dozen salt licks. These are square salt bricks with a rope in the middle.
hole, used to lick pasture animals to replenish salt.
Cannon sent a message in the morning, saying that the ranch was out of salt bricks, and asked Zhang Chishun to bring some back.
With the salt bricks, Zhang Chi returned to his family's ranch.
"BOSS, have you brought back the salt bricks?"
When Cannon saw Zhang Chi, this was his first question.
Zhang Chi got out of the car and pointed into the back compartment: "I brought them all."
"How's the machine?"
"It's already on the way. I'll just pick it up the day after tomorrow."
Zhang Chi is more careful. It is obviously unreasonable for the things he bought in Los Angeles to arrive here now. It takes only two or three days to get there with the transportation efficiency of Americans.
Upon hearing this, Cannon stopped talking, turned around, and moved the salt bricks from the back compartment one by one.
"By the way, BOSS, the river in the pasture is almost drying up. We have to prepare a place to drink water for the cattle."
Suddenly remembering the pasture river, Cannon and Zhang Chi talked about it.
The main water source of the creek in Zhangchi Ranch comes from the snow on the mountains. It started melting in spring and has just finished melting now. It is already quite impressive.
No matter how much snow there is, it will eventually melt away, and now it’s time for the pasture creek to start drying up.
Once the stream stops flowing, it means that the cattle in the pasture have no place to drink water, so Cannon reminded Zhang Chi to prepare a drinking place for the cattle.
"I know! There are some iron buckets over there in the warehouse. I'll cut them into two pieces later, and then I can fill them with water to feed the cows," Zhang Chi replied.
Originally, Zhang Chi was prepared, but he didn't expect that the creek could flow for such a long time. Calculating this, the time it would take him to provide water to the cattle would be two or three months a year.
After hearing what Zhang Chi said, Cannon continued working.
Zhang Chi came over to help, but Cannon said: "I can do this job."
Zhang Chi didn't want to be polite to him. He returned to the house and started to cook for himself. After eating, he got a delicious Ge You under the porch. The weather was in the twenties, and from time to time there would be a burst of green grass.
It smells like a breeze, that guy feels comfortable, at least it's much better than the shabby neighborhood where my cousin lives.
After resting for a while, Zhang Chi decided to practice his skills, so he took out the lasso and stood in front of the house and danced.
As soon as Zhang Chi swung the lasso, Chi Yanshan, who had originally wanted to come over to warm up with Zhang Chi, stopped and stood about twenty meters away from his master, watching from a distance.
At this time, Cannon had arranged all the salt bricks and was about to go back here to refill his coffee. From a distance, he saw his boss dancing a lasso like a stick.
"What are you doing?" Cannon thought Zhang Chi was dancing for fun, so he asked.
Zhang Chi said: "I'm practicing swinging the lasso."
This made Cannon stunned, and he thought to himself: In my old age, this is the first time I have seen someone dance the lasso like this.
"Who did you learn it from?"
"I learned it online! I've never been good at dancing," Zhang Chi answered, took out his cell phone and gave Cannon a look.
Now Cannon finally knew where Zhang Chi learned this strange move.
"He was still a novice himself and taught people how to lasso." Cannon shook his head when he saw it: "If he acts like this and works on the ranch, within two days, his wrist will be swollen like a football."
"wrong?"
Zhang Chi thinks this company does a good job.
"It's totally wrong. How dare these people on the Internet teach anything now," Cannon said.
"Then what is the correct one?" Zhang Chi asked.
Cannon unhooked his noose from his horse and gently swung it in his hand: "First of all, you have to pay attention to how you buckle your fingers. The position of the noose should be here. Hook it with your fingers like this.
It looks simple on your side, but in fact it takes a lot of effort. When you are loose, you just need to straighten your fingers, so that it will be very smooth when you throw it out. When you grabbed it like that just now, you probably couldn't throw it out, because
People subconsciously hook their fingers...".
Listening to Cannon's demonstration, Zhang Chi started to learn from Cannon seriously.
First, I learned a simple grasping method, and then I learned from Cannon how to exert force, using the strength of the entire body to throw the lasso out, so that it can be thrown farther.
After learning from Cannon for a few minutes, Zhang Chi was able to throw out a simple ellipse. Although it was still a bit close to two bars, it was much better than before.
"It seems that I have overestimated the moral standards of these Internet celebrities."
After throwing out the noose, Zhang Chi couldn't help but muttered as the rope began to unfold.
Cannon listened and laughed and said: "These people are just trying to attract attention. Naturally, they will attract people. For them, good-looking is the most important thing. If they don't look good, no one will come to see them. You practice first."
, I’ll go get a tin bucket.”
"Let's go together, this thing is quite laborious," Zhang Chi said.
So the two of them put down the noose and went to the hay storage.
There is not much fodder in the fodder warehouse now. As soon as I entered, I saw several large iron buckets placed in a corner, which were about the same size as large gasoline drums. There were about ten of them in total.
"Where did you get it?" Cannon asked casually.
Zhang Chi said: "We kept a few when we built the house, and friends gave a few as gifts."
The next work was very simple, just laborious. The two of them each took a hacksaw and started sawing the iron barrel. The work was not difficult. They just drew a line on the barrel and then sawed along the line. As for the crooked point,
It doesn’t matter what you order, the main thing is that cows don’t care about these things, as long as they have water to drink.
After sawing for more than half an hour, Zhang Chi was a little overwhelmed because he hadn't finished sawing a barrel yet, and Cannon wasn't much better either.
"Forget it, load it all into the car, and I'll go to the city to find someone to cut it with a steam cutter."
Zhang Chi thought of his cousin's friend who owned an auto repair shop.
Cannon found it difficult to cut, so he put down the saw and said, "Then I will order a shelf for these barrels at home."
The cut iron bucket is semi-cylindrical, so it is not impossible to place it directly on the ground. Just dig a hole in the ground, but this will destroy the pasture, so the best way is to order a wooden shelf and put it there when the time comes.
Put a half-drawn iron bucket on top so that the water inside won't slosh and won't damage the grass.
Everything was arranged, so let's get started. Zhang Chi drove the tin buckets to Mike's garage. Mike cut the buckets into two parts in three strokes, five by two, and it was really faster than Zhang Chi using a saw.
Too much.
Pulling the tin bucket back to the pasture, the wooden rack that Cannon ordered was ready. Together, they pulled the tin bucket and rack to the place where the cattle are grazing, and unloaded the things, so that there were about twenty drinking water for the cattle.
The groove is done.
After returning home, Zhang Chi always felt as if he had forgotten something.
After thinking about it for a while, I couldn't remember what I had forgotten, so I had to put it behind me and start preparing dinner.
There are only Cannon and Zhang Chi in the ranch, and they each cook their own food. Occasionally, the two of them will get together. Cannon cooks local dishes, and Zhang Chi eats them along, or Zhang Chi cooks Chinese food, and Cannon comes over to join in.
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But most of the time, the two of them do their own thing.
As soon as the meal was ready, Zhang Chi was about to eat when he found that Er Gou was back, along with Daniel and Er Hu. Now Zhang Chi thought about why he felt something was wrong and he hadn't seen it all day