She took the things and calculated the account with Li Qin. Li Qin didn't want it at first, but Zhang Chi persuaded Li Qin to accept it. She was very embarrassed to do it like this.
Zhang Chi and Li Qin said goodbye.
Li Qin sent Zhang Chi to the door.
"Sister-in-law, go back, it's cold outside! By the way, you and Brother Qiao can take your children to my place to play when you have time. I also raise a lot of things there. When you go, I'll stew a big goose for you.
, Goose stewed in an iron pot!" Zhang Chi said with a smile.
When Li Qin heard this, he laughed and said, "It's been a long time since I had goose stewed in an iron pot. When Li Qiao comes back, I'll discuss a time with him and make sure to visit your pasture. I have to say that your cattle are awesome."
, several of our neighbors had a barbecue together, and these foreigners all thought your beef was delicious."
"Then I will send you some some other day," Zhang Chi said with a smile.
Upon hearing this, Li Qin immediately waved his hand and said a little embarrassedly: "I didn't mean that."
"It's okay. We can't support each other when we are away from home," Zhang Chi said with a smile.
Zhang Chi naturally knew that Li Qin didn't mean that. Not to mention the cattle-producing areas here, even in China, most households don't lack this kind of beef.
People just get along with each other like this, you help me, I help you, after a few times we become friends.
Li Qiao and his wife are warm-hearted, unlike the grandsons who speak Chinese but only want to deceive Chinese people who want to deceive Zhang Wu, so Zhang Chi will naturally not appear stingy.
After grabbing the things, Zhang Chi drove to Amber Town.
After walking for a while, Zhang Chi began to notify everyone to come and get loquat paste. Zhang Chi did not choose to go to his own ranch, but to a bar in a small town.
Zhang Chi entered the bar and there was already an anxious father waiting.
Seeing Zhang Chi coming over, he immediately stretched out his hand to say hello to Zhang Chi.
"George!"
Zhang Chi saw him, ordered a bottle of beer, walked over with the bag in his hand, and sat down at the small round table.
"your!"
I took a bottle and put it on the table.
This man directly took out the money and pushed it in front of Zhang Chi.
This kind of thing is normal here, and no one is even interested in watching it.
Although he received money, the father was still very grateful, because Zhang Chi was running around here for his children, and the things were cheaper than online.
In the past, Zhang Chi was considered a rancher because he knew how to raise cattle, but this time he felt that Zhang Chi was quite enthusiastic and willing to work on things that had nothing to do with him. He was a person worth keeping company with.
The child at home was still sick, so this man did not talk to Zhang Chi, took the things, gave the money and left quickly.
After a few rounds of this, the Sichuan Beili lopa ointment in Zhang Chi's hand became less and less.
"George!"
Another person came in and immediately sat in front of Zhang Chi and put his cowboy hat on the table.
"This is your last bottle!"
Zhang Chi smiled.
The person who came here was called Nell, a German who didn’t talk much. It could be seen from his appearance that he was about 1.8 meters tall and very strong. He had a square face and a hairy beard.
There is a lot of hair on my face, all over my body, and the hair on my chest almost smells like Zhang Chi's hair.
The son's name is the same as that of a legendary British commander: Nelson. Nelson actually means Nell's son. It has to be said that Neal's naming of his son was quite random.
"Thanks!"
Nell took the bottle and solemnly thanked Zhang Chi.
"Go back quickly, I have to go back here too," Zhang Chi said with a smile.
Nell nodded, stuffed the bottle into his pocket, then took the hat and put it on his head, turned around and left the bar.
Zhang Chi finished his drink, went to the bar and put the money on the bar.
Kimberly asked with a smile: "Why are you selling things?"
"What are you selling? Their children are coughing and gargling. I found some syrup for them, which contains traditional Chinese medicine. Miller said it worked, so they wanted to give it a try to their children," Zhang Chi said.
Hearing Zhang Chi's words, a drunkard next to him interrupted and said: "Chinese medicine is very good. I especially like burning pots!"
Zhang Chi was a little confused when he said this: What does burning jars have to do with traditional Chinese medicine?
After listening to this guy's talk in confusion for a while, Zhang Chi realized that the burning pot he was talking about did not mean to put the pot on the fire, but to stir the cupping pot.
"Is there also a cupping pot here?" Zhang Chi asked in surprise.
He felt that he knew almost all the Chinese people here, so why did he not know such a cupping pot person at all?
"Not here, at Walter, it's not owned by a Chinese, but by a New Yorker. I always feel that he is a bit unauthentic...".
This guy is chattering.
After listening to what he said, Zhang Chi realized that an American opened a can-popping machine in Walter. This guy went to do it once, and then he fell in love with this activity.
After dialing a few times, he felt good, and he began to wonder again in his mind, whether the Chinese dialed more professionally, and why an American did this seemed a bit out of tune.
"You should also open a can-opening shop here. They will definitely not be as good as you."
Zhang Chi smiled bitterly.
"I don't know how to do this."
"You actually don't know how?"
This man's eyes widened, as if Zhang Chi didn't deserve to be a Chinese because he didn't know how to open a jar.
Zhang Chi is a little helpless. When Americans look at this problem, almost all Chinese people know Kung Fu, and everyone's skills are either Bruce Lee or Jack Cheng. If you don't know Kung Fu, you are a fake Chinese!
"Not every Chinese person knows how to open a jar, just like not every Chinese person knows how to kung fu," Zhang Chi explained.
But looking at this guy's reaction, Zhang Chi felt that his explanation was equivalent to no explanation.
Cupping is not very popular in some big cities in the United States now, but many Americans have fallen in love with this activity. It may have started in the athlete circle. For example, many American athletes have bruises and bruises on their bodies.
Gradually these people influenced a group of ordinary people.
Big cities are always quick to accept new things. Not only is cupping done well now, some traditional Chinese medicine, such as acupuncture, is also developing very well in the United States.
But Zhang Chi really didn't expect that in a small town in the west, the wind of shaking cans would actually blow in.
"That's a shame!"
He said this, but the expression on this guy's face clearly said: I don't believe it, you will definitely tip the can.
Zhang Chi really didn't know what to say. Then he thought: Am I not sick? If I talked about this issue with an American boss, it's not that there's something wrong with his brain, it's that there's something wrong with my brain.
"gone!"
Zhang Chi lightly knocked on the table.
As soon as he turned around, Zhang Chi felt a hand on his shoulder. When he turned around, he saw that it was Miller.
"Is Yang feeling better?"
What Zhang Chi means is that if your son is sick and you are not at home to take care of him, are you not afraid that your wife will go crazy?
Here in the United States, generally speaking, the status of American women is far lower than that of our country. Don't say anything messy. Now, for American women doing the same work, the wages in many places are lower than that of men.
Unequal pay for equal work still exists widely. How much are the wages of men and women in the same position in China?
But as far as Folsom is concerned, the women are pretty tough.
There is no way not to be tough. Think about a woman who grew up in a pasture and farm environment, throwing calves and roping calves since she was a child. Her character cannot be soft. If she is soft, even the cows will bully you.
The couples here are not like what some domestic media say. They are all good in everything and the men are gentlemen. It is not a new thing for men here to beat their wives after drinking.
As for couples fighting, it goes without saying.
In daily life, there are a few couples who don't fight. Besides, many cowboys are uneducated and rough.
Men are violent, and women are also violent. Some people don't do it three or four times a week, as if they feel like they haven't done anything this week.
Miller's wife is very tough, not in an unreasonable way, but when she and Miller fight, the two of them are almost evenly matched, and can often get the upper hand.
"It's no problem. I almost don't cough anymore. I have to say that the stuff is really good."
Miller said happily.
Now that his son is almost recovered from his illness, Miller can go to the bar to drink again.
Zhang Chi didn't know what to say after hearing this, and thought to himself: Could it be that we have used too many things from our ancestors, so the effect is not good? The effect is particularly good when used on these foreign devils who have never used it before?
If I don't say anything else, it's impossible to cure it directly within 24 hours, right?
Just as Zhang Chi was thinking about it, the female anchor's voice came from the TV hanging on the wall over there.
“New rinderpest found in Texas ranches…”.
The voice of the female anchor suddenly silenced the bar, and everyone's eyes fell on the TV screen.
The voice of the female anchor continued to reach everyone's ears.
"This epidemic has affected several large ranches, and direct losses are expected to reach 20 million US dollars... The subsequent situation is unknown. It is difficult for animal husbandry experts to determine the cause of death of these cattle. It is still unclear whether it will be transmitted to humans...
”.
The picture shows piles of cow carcasses being thrown on the pasture, with hooves reaching into the sky, and the darkness is very shocking.
Make it!
Someone immediately started to curse.
The cowboys in the bar murmured one after another, everyone was shocked by the sudden news.
"Why didn't these idiots report it right away in the first place?"
One of the cowboys cursed.
Such a large epidemic definitely did not happen in a day or two. It takes time for cattle to be infected. If such a large number of cattle died, there must have been one, two, or a small group of cattle before.
Apparently, some large ranches concealed rinderpest status.
Capitalists everywhere are nothing. Facts have proved that the conscience of American capitalists is not much better.
If the epidemic is reported, who will sell the remaining cattle in my pasture to? I can hide it if I can, but it will only come out if I really can't get away with it.
At this moment, the corners of Zhang Chi's mouth couldn't help but twitch, not because he was excited, nor because he felt sad for the ranchers in Texas, but because he couldn't help himself from laughing.
If the cattle in Texas are finished, then the price of cattle here will definitely rise!
Zhang Chi had a calm look on his face, but he was already dancing in his heart: We, the common people, are so happy today. We, the common people, making money is the serious business! We, the common people...