In less than five minutes, Zhang Chi had eaten less than half of his meal when Miller rode over in a hurry.
The snow outside was getting heavier and heavier, and when Miller came over, there was a thin layer of snowflakes on his shoulders and hat. How pitiful the hearts of parents in the world.
"George, thank you so much."
As soon as he entered the room, Miller thanked Zhang Chi.
Zhang Chi had already taken out the Chuanbei loquat ointment from home and placed it in front of him.
"Don't thank me in a hurry. If something goes wrong with this thing, don't blame me," Zhang Chi said immediately.
Miller looked at the bottle on the table and said, "It's none of your business, but it's not really dangerous."
"As long as your child is not allergic to loquat, there is probably no problem," Zhang Chi said.
Miller walked to the table and picked up the Chuanbei loquat paste on the table. He also took a photo of it and showed it to his friend.
Soon Miller's friend sent a message and told him that it was this magical sugar water.
"Thank you, thank you! I will send it back to you when the goods I bought arrive," Miller said quickly.
Zhang Chi said: "No, I don't need it now. If you think it's useful, just keep it."
Miller couldn't chat here for long. The child at home was still coughing, so after saying a few words to Zhang Chi, he said goodbye and rode home in the snow.
Zhang Chi continued to eat, washed the dishes after the meal, and sat next to the fireplace with a blanket on his legs and a pot of scented tea next to him. He drank and played with his mobile phone.
Zhang Chi felt a little sleepy while playing. Just when he was thinking of adding some fire to the fireplace and going back to bed to sleep, his cell phone rang.
When he picked it up and saw that it was Miller, Zhang Chi suddenly became more energetic. He thought there was something wrong with eating, right?
"George, thank you. The child's symptoms are much better now. About ten minutes after drinking a spoonful, the number of coughs and gargles has been significantly reduced...".
Miller thanked her on the other end of the phone.
This made Zhang Chi a little confused and thought to himself: Is Sichuan Bei loquat ointment so magical? It can cure a cough in ten minutes? Why didn't I think of it before?
"It just works."
What Zhang Chi can say is all he can say.
Miller was very happy now, as if Zhang Chi had done something extraordinary. He held the phone and talked with Zhang Chi for almost ten minutes, and Zhang Chi's phone was almost out of battery.
After the call ended, Zhang Chi put the phone on the bedside to charge the battery. He got into bed and covered himself with the quilt. Because the electric blanket was turned on, the bed was warm now, and it didn't take long for him to fall asleep.
fell asleep.
Early the next morning, Zhang Chi's biological clock woke Zhang Chi up on time.
After washing and tidying up, Zhang Chi opened the door of his room. It was already dawn outside.
Snowflakes drifted all night, and when it cleared up at dawn, the snow stopped.
Although the snow has stopped, Zhang Chi's pasture is now a silvery white, and it suddenly has the charm of a silver snake dancing in the mountains and a wax figure of Yuan Chi, as described in Mr.'s poem.
Looking around, except for the woods where you can still see a little bit of green, everything else is a vast expanse of white. The colors change between the sky and the earth all day and night.
As the sky cleared after the snow, the vision suddenly expanded to several times its original size, and even the distant peaks seemed to become clearer than yesterday.
The continuous white stretches to the top of the mountain, and all the scenery from the point of view to the top of the mountain to the spotless blue sky suddenly becomes magnificent.
For Zhang Chi, now is not the time to enjoy the beautiful scenery. There is still work waiting to be done in the cowshed.
After tightening his clothes and pulling down the brim of his hat, Zhang Chi walked out of his room and walked towards the cowshed.
As soon as his foot stepped on the snow, he immediately made a footprint about five or six centimeters deep, and the snow also made a squeaking sound.
Step by step, with each step making a squeaking sound in the snow, Zhang Chi arrived at the door of the cowshed.
At this moment, the door of the cowshed is already wide open, occupying almost half of the door. When it is completely open, it is a natural ventilation channel. With the doors on both sides open, the entire cowshed is as bright as the outside even if the lights are not turned on.
Cannon had already gotten up. As a cowboy, the first thing you do when you get up in winter is to see if there is snow outside and whether it is heavy or not. Based on the amount of snow, you can decide whether to let the cows out today.
Today's snow was obviously not enough to keep the cattle in the warm barn, so early in the morning, after Cannon got up, he drove the cattle to a corner of the pasture, letting them dig through the snow and enjoy the snow-covered
Live in dead grass.
After driving the cattle to their grazing position, Cannon picked up the shovel, pushed the cart into the cowshed, and shoveled the manure.
After a night, the smell in the cowshed is not very good. Although the cow excrement does not smell bad, the smell of cow urine and cow dung will still make people who have never done this kind of work feel intolerable.
For example, Zhang Chi!
Zhang Chi thought it was okay at the door, but after entering the cowshed, Zhang Chi almost lost his temper due to the smell.
The smell of urine, mixed with that kind of warm air, is really... forget it, it's hard to describe, in short, it's just one word: disgusting!
Zhang Chi turned around and walked out of the bullpen. He put his hands on his knees and took a few deep breaths of water. He breathed in the extremely cold fresh air and then expelled the stale air he had just sucked in.
"BOSS, I can do the work here."
Cannon, who was busy shoveling shit in the room, shouted loudly at Zhang Chi.
For Cannon, this kind of work has become normal. Living in a cesspit for a long time without smelling the stench can be said that the old Cannon has mastered it.
Now this taste is nothing to Cannon.
You must know that Zhang Chi is a new cowshed, and the ground in the cowshed is also sprinkled with a layer of sawdust. Just shovel these things into the car, and then find a place to pile them up to ferment and use them as fertilizer for pasture. Some old
The cowshed smells bad even when the cows are not closed, and the ground in the shed has not been hardened.
When you go into a cowshed like this, every foot will be filled with mud mixed with feces and urine. Think about what a cowshed like this smells like.
Of course, Zhang Chi's cowshed is not very high-grade. In fact, what is even better is that the entire cowshed is covered with that kind of fragrant sawdust. This kind of sawdust does not have any spices added, nor does it have any other ingredients.
It's not a chemical agent, but sawdust made from a fragrant tree. Once this sawdust is spread, it can not only absorb urine, but also cover up odors.
Good things are naturally not cheap, and even a small ranch as big as Zhang Chi can't afford it.
Add some sawdust to keep the cow's hooves fresh and reduce the incidence of cow hooves. It is already very good to be able to do what it is now.
Zhang Chi waved his hand: "It's okay, it's just my first time and I'm not used to it."
After taking a few breaths outside, Zhang Chi walked into the bullpen. This time he was mentally prepared and had been mentally building up outside for a while. When he came in, the smell was not as strong as the first time.
"How to do it?"
Zhang Chi came to Cannon's side and asked.
Cannon said: "No need, BOSS, I can do the work of these two bullpens by myself."
For Cannon, this kind of work is really not much. Cleaning the cowshed is a required course for every cowboy, but not for every rancher.
If the ranchers do all the work, what do the cowboys do?
"Really no need?"
Zhang Chi saw Cannon's serious expression and asked.
"It's really not necessary here. Why don't you go and take a look at the fence? Now that the snow has fallen, it will be more difficult for animals in the wild to survive. Patrolling the pasture is more important now than at other times."
It's not that Cannon doesn't want Zhang Chi to help him, he's afraid that if the boss messes up the work, he needs to put more effort on his side, so it's better to let the boss play by himself.
After listening to Cannon's words, Zhang Chi just left the bullpen. When he came out of the bullpen, Zhang Chi felt that he must wear a mask next time he comes over, and the mask must be sprinkled with Fengyou essence, otherwise this place
Staying there for a long time will definitely have a negative impact on your sense of taste.
Didn't you notice that this guy Cannon can't even smell the stench, but he can still grin?
When he arrived at the stable nearby, Zhang Chi put Chiyanshan on his harness, turned over and rode Chiyanshan and began to patrol around the pasture.
The fence of the pasture was still strong and there were no signs of damage by animals, so after Zhang Chi came back from a patrol, he directly asked Chi Yanshan to the door of the house, took off the saddle and bridle, and let him find grass by himself.
As soon as I entered the room, I found my mobile phone on the table, and then I remembered that I didn't bring my mobile phone with me when I went out.
I picked it up and tried to put it in my pocket, but then I realized that there were more than a dozen missed calls on my phone.
And they are all nearby ranchers, and they are all regulars in the bar.
Zhang Chi was a little strange. What did these guys mean when they called him?
After dialing a few times, Zhang Chi could only smile bitterly.
"Miller is really a big mouth."
Zhang Chi couldn't help but mutter.
Now is the time when children are prone to coughing. Autumn and winter bring with it repeated temperatures. Children’s immunity is not as good as that of adults, so they are prone to minor illnesses such as coughs and colds.
After Miller's son Yang used Oriental Magic Sugar Water, the guy recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he immediately gave this stuff to people nearby.
I have a child at home who is coughing and gargling: Is there such a miraculous medicine?
So I immediately called Zhang Chi and asked if Zhang Chi's family was still alive.
Where would Zhang Chi have a second bottle? He wasn't planning to open a traditional Chinese medicine shop. He could just bring his own bottle at home. Why would he have so much?
He no longer had a home, and it was obvious that Miller would not give up the current bottle if he asked him to, so Zhang Chi simply gave them the address and asked these people to go to the store to buy it.
Zhang Chi thought that everything would be fine, but when these people arrived at the shop and asked, all the Sichuan Fritillary Loquat Cream was sold out.