The donkey was put aside. When Zhang Chi returned home, he was thinking about what to eat at night. Cannon didn't have any trouble in this regard. He made himself a salad in the evening, which was almost delicious with the hard one.
A baguette and a roasted chicken leg completed the meal.
Zhang Chi didn't want to eat this stuff, especially American-style grilled chicken legs. He felt like vomiting when he smelled it.
When I got back to the house, I lit the fireplace first. Once the fire was on, I put some firewood in it. Once it started burning, the whole living room became warm.
Pulling up a chair, Zhang Chi sat in front of the fireplace and continued thinking about what to eat tonight.
As soon as the house became warm, the two dogs got into the house, leaned against the fireplace, licked their little paws, and practiced personal hygiene.
Daniel and Erhu will not enter the house because Zhang Chi won't let them. The dog in the house is a pet dog. Zhang Chi raises a cattle dog, and Daniel and Erhu now have a thick layer of winter coat on their bodies.
The fur is not afraid of the cold at all, so the outside is the perfect place for the two dogs.
"How about I eat you?"
Zhang Chi said to Ergou.
Meow! Meow! Meow!
Ergou stood up after hearing the curse, walked to the other corner of the fireplace and lay down, continuing to do his work.
After thinking for a long time and still not deciding what to eat, Zhang Chi got up and walked to the kitchen.
As soon as he entered the kitchen, Zhang Chi saw the leftover rice from last night, and then he remembered that he still had this stuff here.
I cooked too much rice yesterday, mainly because Cannon didn't eat it. Cannon can eat Chinese food once or twice, but if you let him eat it every day, he won't be able to stand it. He must find an opportunity to nibble on that dry rice.
The bread was like an iron stick and it was hard to bite, but he just liked it.
Many Internet celebrities abroad have been committed to promoting Chinese food. Of course, why do they not shoot videos for foreigners to watch, but instead upload them to domestic short videos?
We all know the reasons. Just listen to what foreigners say: Chinese food is great! Delicious!
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Zhang Chi didn't mean to force Cannon to change. Everyone should stop being restrained and no one should judge each other's food. This is a kind of basic respect.
With the rice in hand, Zhang Chi thought for a moment, then took out a piece of veal, some green beans, and two eggs from the refrigerator, along with two pieces of green onions from the basin on the balcony.
After rinsing the shallots in water for a few times, the microwave made a beeping sound.
After the veal melted, Zhang Chi cut the veal into small diced pieces, put it in a bowl, added a little base flavor, and marinated it with some salt and pepper.
For frozen green beans, add a little warm water and slowly wait for them to defrost on their own.
Zhang Chi was preparing to cook when his cell phone suddenly rang.
I walked over and picked up my phone and saw that it was Simmons calling.
"Hello, this is George," Zhang Chi said.
"Hi, George, I'm Simmons." The old man's voice came from the other end of the phone.
Zhang Chi asked: "Hey, I heard it, what's the matter?"
Zhang Chi was asking questions knowingly. What else could be the reason why Simmons called? He must have thought about it for a while and felt that those donkeys were not easy to sell, so he decided to sell them to him.
Sure enough, Simmons on the other end asked: "Do you still want those donkeys? I accept the price of two hundred dollars."
Zhang Chi didn't want it at first, but thinking about it, two hundred dollars was a good price. Killing and eating meat would cost more than two hundred dollars.
Why do people have to worry about money? Isn't that stupid?
"Yes," Zhang Chi said.
"Then you can come over later," Simmons said.
"I'll be there right away," Zhang Chi said.
After putting down the phone, Zhang Chi rode up Chiyan Mountain to find Cannon.
Cannon is in the cowshed now. All the cows are staying in the cowshed overnight. Cannon's job is very hard. He has to get up several times every night to feed the cows. During the day, his job is to shovel cow dung. In short, this is a pasture.
When busy in the morning.
"Let's go, Simmons' donkey is for sale," Zhang Chi shouted at Cannon who was working in the cowshed.
Cannon smiled and replied: "Simmons is really a donkey. He didn't sell it at the time, but now he sells it again. It seems that the price given is lower."
Apart from Zhang Chi, no one here would want these donkeys. Apart from Zhang Chi, of course there is another option, that is, second-hand dealers, but the prices they offer will not be much higher than Zhang Chi's.
Besides, Simmons didn't have time to spend time with second-hand dealers now, so the Simmons and his wife thought about it and finally decided to sell it to Zhang Chi. This saves their worries and they don't have to go to the bank to cash the check.
"It doesn't matter what price they give, we'll wait until we get a few donkeys back," Zhang Chi said with a smile.
Cannon happily arrived at the stables at the west end, hitched up his horse, mounted the horse and followed Zhang Chi along the horse track to Simmons' house.
When we arrived at the Simmons house, we found that the Simmons couple and several familiar ranchers were helping the cowboys pack their luggage.
It seems that these two couples are planning to leave tonight.
"George".
"Mrs. Simmons," Zhang Chi responded with a smile, took out two hundred dollars from his pocket and handed it to Mrs. Simmons.
Mrs. Simmons took the ticket and said to Zhang Chi: "Those donkeys are yours now."
Zhang Chi smiled.
"If there's anything else you need, take it yourself." Mrs. Simmons pointed to something on the ground.
There were really a lot of things on the floor. Almost half of the things I took out in the afternoon were still unsold, and the most numerous were those small household appliances.
However, Zhang Chi was not interested at all, so Cannon arrived and picked out a few items.
"Leaving today?"
Zhang Chi and Simmons started to be polite.
"Leave tonight, the new owner will come tomorrow," Simmons said.
There was no yearning for Florida in his words. Instead, he was full of reluctance. He kept looking at the pasture as he spoke.
Zhang Chi can understand the mood of the Simmons couple at this moment. Anyone who leaves the place where he has lived for decades will be reluctant to leave.
There is no other way for the old couple, because they are older now, and the ranch's income has not been booming in recent years, so they might as well sell the ranch and move to a warm place to retire.
The income from selling a pasture is enough for the old couple to buy a small farm in a warm place and live their whole life.
Zhang Chi had nothing to talk about with him. He could tell just by looking at his age if nothing else. After a few words, Zhang Chi and Cannon drove their donkeys home with a few small household appliances that Cannon picked up.
The donkey is not easy to drive, it is always troublesome along the way, and sometimes the whip does not work well, otherwise there is a word for a stubborn donkey.
Zhang Chi and Cannon could only drive leisurely, letting the donkeys get comfortable.
After leaving the horse trail and arriving at the gate of the ranch, snowflakes began to fall in the sky.
"The snow has finally fallen"
Cannon stretched out his hand, caught a piece of snowflake, watched it disappear instantly in his hand, and said to Zhang Chi.
Zhang Chi hummed: "Yes, after holding it in for several days, the first snow of the year finally came."
Two days ago, the weather forecast said there would be snow. It has been snowing for several days and there has been no movement. God has been gloomy all the time, pretending that it is going to snow, but not a single snowflake has fallen.
It finally decided to snow today.
The two drove the donkey into the pasture.
"Do you want to send them to the cowshed?" Zhang Chi asked, looking at the donkeys.
Cannon thought for a moment: "Forget it, it's okay to throw them outside tonight. It's only a few months and it's not the coldest period yet."
Zhang Chi asked: "It's snowing, it will be cold tonight."
"Wild donkeys can resist, so don't worry about them," Cannon said with a smile.
If Cannon was there, Zhang Chi rode on Chiyanshan and went back to the cowshed with Cannon. After setting up Chiyanshan in the stable, Zhang Chi returned directly to his house.
We haven't eaten dinner yet, so we continued with the previous work and Zhang Chi started making fried rice.
After the rice was fried, he cooked himself a cabbage and tofu soup. After preparing it, Zhang Chi took a bottle of hot sauce and sat down at the table to enjoy his dinner.
Zhang Chi put his cell phone on the table and ate while watching the video.
He picked up a mouthful of fried rice with a spoon, put it to his mouth and was about to eat it, when he suddenly saw his cell phone ringing.
Zhang Chi was a little confused when he looked at the phone number because it said unknown.
I pressed down the phone and continued watching the video. Before I could retract my hand, the phone rang again.
"Who?"
Zhang Chi answered the phone anyway.
"George, it's me"
The voice on the other end of the phone seemed familiar, but I really didn't know who it was.
"Who are you?"
Zhang Chi asked.
"I'm Miller".
The speaker saw that Zhang Chi still didn't seem to remember who he was, so he continued.
"I am Miller son of Seriel."
Now Zhang Chi finally remembered that this was Serriol's second son.
"What's the matter?"
Zhang Chi asked after saying a few polite words.
Zhang Chi and Miller didn't have much in common, let alone Miller, and they were just casual acquaintances with Serriol, but it was better than just meeting and saying hello. If we were to call them friends, that really wouldn't count.
"Excuse me, do you have...do you have...do you have...at home?"
I didn't know what it was for a long time, and Zhang Chi became a little anxious after hearing it.
"What do you need? Speak slowly." Zhang Chi motioned to the boy to speak slowly.
"It's just sugar water to treat children's coughs."
After saying this, Zhang Chi understood that what this guy wanted was cough syrup, which Zhang Chi had at home. Not only Zhang Chi had it, many Chinese families also had this stuff in stock. In addition, there was also isatis root.
Needless to say, everyone knows the reason.
"What do you want this for?" Zhang Chi asked.
Miller said: "Yang has been coughing for a week, and the doctor has prescribed some medicine, but he still coughs and rinses. I just chatted with a friend, and he asked me to try this sugar water, which is available in many Asian homes.
I want to buy these online, but it will take more than a week to receive the items...".
Yang is Miller's son. He is only about four or five years old this year. This Yang is different from the Yang in China. This Yang means young, not his surname.
Xiao Yang fell ill and coughed and gargled for several days. The doctor said he was fine. But as a parent, seeing his son coughing and gargling non-stop, he naturally couldn't bear it.
"I have it at home, come and get it," Zhang Chi said.