In fact, he felt guilty as hell, but he still believed in the judgment of some old ranchers that the price of beef could rise to more than 2.9 yuan.
Cover it!
Sitting next to the table, Zhang Chi flipped through today's live cattle price index on his mobile phone, and his inner psychological activity was quite intense.
Cannon had finished eating by this time and cleared his plate.
"BOSS, should we sell a batch first?" Cannon was a little worried.
Zhang Chi said: "Let's wait a little longer."
"There is news that the rinderpest in Texas is showing signs of being controlled, and overall the losses are not huge," Cannon said.
Nowadays, almost everyone in Amber Town has to bring the cattle price with them when meeting and greeting. Naturally, Cannon is also like this. Looking at today's cattle price is the first thing that Kannon opens his eyes when he wakes up every day.
Cannon stopped talking when he heard the boss said to wait a moment. How and when to sell the cattle is the boss's business. The most important thing for him as a cowboy is to do a good job, not to give too many suggestions, especially
When it comes to selling cattle, if the price is high, the boss will be happy, but if the price is low, the loss will outweigh the gain if the boss puts the responsibility on himself.
"I'm going to work," Cannon said as he washed his dishes and left the room.
Zhang Chi lowered his head and continued to eat his breakfast. Breakfast was still very simple, just soaked cereal and a sandwich.
Zhang Chi felt that with the efficiency of Americans, it would be impossible to stamp out the epidemic so quickly, and it would not be easy to completely slaughter the sick cows.
Many of the most severely affected by the epidemic this time are large ranches. These ranchers will definitely not be easy to deal with. Although the cattle are affected by the epidemic, if these ranchers do not receive satisfactory compensation, they will definitely insist that their cattle can still be saved.
one time.
Never overestimate the conscience of American capitalists. They don't have such a thing. They claim that my interests are the interests of the United States, but in fact they are centered on me. As for the life and death of others, they don't care at all.
Just when Zhang Chi was thinking about running for the train, the phone on the table rang.
"Auntie".
When he saw that it was his mother-in-law calling, Zhang Chi immediately answered the phone.
"That Dachi, as I told you last time, the child may not be able to come over," Gu Ying said straight to the point on the other end of the phone.
Zhang Chi didn't react for a moment, but when he thought about it, he realized that what his uncle was talking about about his distant relative was the one who was going to work on his ranch.
"Oh, then I understand," Zhang Chi replied.
Gu Ying was quite angry. He had made an agreement with his nephew, but the family there didn't want his son to come because they thought it was unseemly to graze cattle in the pasture.
Gu Yingfei was almost furious when he heard this relative talk about being dishonorable. You are a graduate of a third-rate school. Do you really think you are an Ivy League graduate? Besides, even Ivy League graduates are still unemployed.
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Now your son can't find a job, so he begged me to find one. I introduced him to one, but you said it was not respectable.
It's nice to live in the White House, why doesn't your son go?
"Dachi, blame me for being nosy, your uncle said that just now," Gu Ying said.
Zhang Chi laughed after hearing this and said: "Mother, if you say this, you won't be guilty. If he doesn't come, he won't come. You don't have to worry, and I will save trouble. Don't say this. I, a junior, can't stand it."
Get up. It’s not a big deal, you say, right?”
"Yes, yes, I'm just angry. You said he didn't go to a top-notch university. He has no choice. It's hard for many American kids to find a job now..." Gu Ying complained again.
Zhang Chi was applauded in his heart for not coming. Not only did he save a salary, but he also saved a lot of worry.
"By the way, Dachi, the price of cattle is quite high now. Can you sell the cattle over there?" Gu Ying became concerned about the cattle in his nephew's pasture again.
People in Folsom are also talking about the current cattle prices, and Gu Ying and Zhang Youliang have naturally heard about it. The increase in cattle prices is a good thing, as their nephew still owes money to the bank.
"I'm not ready to sell it yet, wait and see" Zhang Chi told his mother-in-law honestly.
"It's good to have a look."
Gu Ying didn't understand this either, but his nephew said he should take a look at it again, maybe the price would go up.
The two chatted for a while and then ended the conversation.
Zhang Chi went out to work.
When he came back at noon, Zhang Chi was preparing to make lunch.
As soon as I sat down, I heard the phone ring.
When I saw it was Nell calling, I felt a little curious.
"George, are you free on the 6th?" Nell and Zhang Chi said a few polite words, then asked.
"You should have time, what's the matter?"
Zhang Chi was a little surprised as to why Nell called him. This man generally doesn't like to communicate with others, and I haven't heard that he likes to hold parties. Why would he ask if he was free on the 6th?
"We are going to find a few people to hunt coyotes on the 6th. I wanted to ask if you are free. If so, we can join together," Nell introduced to Zhang Chi.
Hunting coyotes?
It sounds like hunting, but it's actually gun practice. There are a lot of coyotes around here, far more than North American gray wolves in terms of numbers. These guys are numerous and reproduce quickly, so the number of coyotes has always been controlled here.
People's worries.
Zhang Chi thought for a while and felt that he had nothing important to do. Cannon was responsible for feeding the cows. Apart from practicing, he was almost idle now, and hunting wild animals was quite interesting.
"Who else?"
"Miller, Ricardo, and Burris, that's all for now, four or five people in total. It's not good to have too many people at this kind of event," Nel said.
It’s not that there are too many people, it’s just that Nell doesn’t like to get together. This time he thought of inviting Zhang Chi because Zhang Chi bought Zhang Luo some Chuanbei loquat ointment to cure his child’s cough, otherwise Nell wouldn’t
Maybe Zhang Chi was invited to hunt coyotes with him.
"Then I will definitely arrive. By the way, what are the requirements and what should I bring?" Zhang Chi asked.
Nell said: "You should bring a cold-proof sleeping bag and some extra clothes. In addition, your gun must have an infrared sight. These are all you need."
"That's okay!"
Zhang Chi was a bit picky in the past, but now that the price of cattle has reached 2.8 yuan, Zhang Chi shouldn't treat himself to buying an infrared sight?
"See you then," Nell said.
Nell was also straightforward and hung up the phone immediately after speaking.
Zhang Chi stopped working and continued making lunch.
After finishing it, I sat back at the table and started eating lunch while scrolling through the news on my phone.
After eating, he still took a nap for more than half an hour. Zhang Chi got up and started getting ready for work.
As soon as he left the door, Zhang Chi saw Cannon coming to the room to fill the coffee.
"BOSS, there seems to be someone in the pasture over there."
Cannon and Zhang Chi said this.
"Oh, the rancher over there is coming?"
The original Lion Ranch was very large, divided into several days. Except for Zhang Chi, the other areas were not small, and each piece cost several million dollars.
Now the owner of the nearby ranch has arrived, and it is obvious that he must be a rich man with huge pockets.
As for whether he came or not, it has little to do with Zhang Chi. Everyone just said that.
"The whole family looks Asian, I think it's a Chinese family," Cannon said again to Zhang Chi.
Zhang Chi laughed and said: "Not all Asians are Chinese."
In the past, when Americans saw Asians, the first thing they thought of was Japanese or Korean. Now when they see Asians, they don’t care whether you speak Japanese or Korean. They all think you are Chinese.
Regardless of whether you are Chinese or not, you must be Chinese.
"I look Chinese." Cannon shrugged, then walked into the room to get coffee.
Zhang Chi became a little interested now. He rode up Chiyan Mountain and walked to the west. He wanted to see if the new neighbor who moved in was Chinese. If he was Chinese, that would be great. If nothing else, we would communicate later.
It’s convenient to get up, not to mention everyone can eat and drink together and have company.
After riding the Red Flame Mountain to the edge of his pasture, Zhang Chi looked towards his pasture.
The sky was now clear, and his eyesight was excellent, but unfortunately after searching for a while, Zhang Chi found no trace of anyone. He didn't know where Cannon saw this Asian family.
Seeing no one, Zhang Chi turned around and wanted to go back to work. After walking along the fence for a while, a burst of laughter came to his ears, and it was obviously sung in Chinese.
Zhang Chi stopped and looked in the direction of the sound. He soon found three children playing on the snow. Two boys and a girl. The girl was about eleven or twelve years old. The two boys were slightly younger and one was about
One is eight or nine years old, and the other is five or six years old.
Looking at the clothes on the three children, Zhang Chi knew that this family was quite wealthy.
Is this nonsense? How can a family that can spend millions of dollars to buy a ranch let their children dress like they are beggars?
What Zhang Chi meant was not this, but that these three children were all wearing famous brands. For example, the girl was wearing Gucci clothes and a small Prada backpack.
I don’t know how much this thing is worth, but Zhang Chi knows it’s definitely not cheap.
"Hello, are you Chinese?"
Zhang Chi raised his hand and stood on the horse, smiling at the three children and saying hello.
"We are not Chinese, we are British."
The eldest girl said something to Zhang Chi.
unlucky!
A British man who speaks Chinese.
Zhang Chi turned around and left. After listening to what the little girl said, Zhang Chi understood what kind of people this family was. They were self-proclaimed British citizens and were proud of them.
When meeting such a person, Zhang Chi can go as far as he wants.
It was originally a happy day, but now Zhang Chi is in a bad mood.
I thought that would be it for today, but who knew that at night in the bar, even worse news came out: the price of live cattle fell below 2.8 yuan.
...!
Zhang Chi wanted to curse so much.
Now half of the people in the bar were scolding, and the other half were smiling. The smiling people could tell that the cattle had been sold in the past two days, and the scolding was naturally the same as Zhang Chi's, waiting for the price of cattle to rise again.
Zhang Chi was not in the mood to scold him, so he returned to the ranch gloomily. Now he was a little doubtful about his own estimation.