If the price of cattle is high, you will scold me. If the price of cattle is low, you will scold me. Now is the time to scold you if the price of cattle is low.
It has to be said that Zhang Chi regretted it a bit, feeling that he should have sold the cow when it was only 2.8 yuan. Seeing that the current price of the cow has dropped back to 2.7 yuan.
It was useless to say anything, so Zhang Chi decided to lie down: You can do whatever you want, I will just continue to guard it. Anyway, this cow is not expensive to buy, and we will make a profit no matter how it falls.
Thinking of the price at which these cattle were purchased, Zhang Chi had no choice but to turn his attention to Melika and see if he could buy another batch of cattle from that ranch next year.
After thinking about it all night, Zhang Chi took out his cell phone and called Melika during breakfast the next day.
"Hey, what's going on?"
It's still Chinese with a straight and round accent, which sounds particularly comfortable.
"With your Chinese speaking ears, who can suspect that you are a foreigner? Let me tell you, many Chinese people can't speak your Mandarin," Zhang Chi praised.
Melika was busy now. When she heard Zhang Chi praising herself, she immediately became excited and said, "If you have anything to say, just tell me."
She always felt that this boy was a bit flattering when he praised her, as if there was some trap waiting for her, so Merica felt that she had to be more vigilant.
"Um, um, didn't you open an outdoor goods store? How is the store doing?" Zhang Chi prepared to go around, showing that he was not in a hurry.
Melika saw through Zhang Chi's purpose at a glance, and added: "You have something to say. If you don't say it, I'll hang up. I'm very busy now."
"Well, it's nothing serious. I just wanted to ask if you have an infrared sight over there. I'm going to hunt coyotes with Miller and the others in two days, and my gun doesn't have a sight.
Another thing is, when spring comes next year, are there any calves to be processed in the pasture you are familiar with? I can accept as many as I want, and they will be the same as last year."
Upon hearing this, Melika knew that the first thing was just a trick, and the second thing was the real purpose.
But Melika is not going to buy any more calves to Zhang Chi. Even if she sells them, they won’t be at last year’s price. Others have taken advantage of them. This is a shameful thing, and her family will also think so.
I am a bit stupid, which is not conducive to my own development.
"It's impossible to have a cow, so don't think too much about it. Let's talk about the scope," Melika said.
"Oh! Then...goodbye!"
Zhang Chi blurted out that he wanted to say goodbye to Melika. In order not to be so obvious, he added: "I remembered that your place is too far away!"
Poof!
Melika immediately laughed out loud: "You are too practical."
"Is there any?" Zhang Chi asked.
"Okay, I'll deliver the scope to your door. You have to take it if you want it."
Melika suddenly remembered the last time she slept at Zhang Chi's house, and how energetic she felt after more than ten hours. From that last sleep to now, Melika only had four or five hours a day.
It was still in bits and pieces.
If Zhang Chi hadn't called, she might not have remembered it. Now that Zhang Chi had called, she immediately reminded Melika.
So Melika decided to visit Zhang Chi's house again tonight.
"This is a small problem, but looking at the weather, it's probably going to snow heavily in the afternoon. What do you think of this snowy day...".
Before she could finish her words, Melika picked up the phone.
Zhang Chi looked at his mobile phone and muttered: This woman is really big-footed and ugly. Do I agree and say that she wants to come over and give me a meal? I didn't sell the cow for two and a half dollars. Brother, I'm going to lose money.
My pants are all gone.
Just when Zhang Chi was about to put down his phone, a message came over: Eat big fish stewed in an iron pot tonight! Tofu vermicelli and beans!
"There's no fish, no tofu, no vermicelli, and no beans. What kind of fish are you stewing?" Zhang Chi replied.
"I'll take the fish, and you prepare the rest. Now I'm going to work." After Melika replied to this message, she stopped talking to Zhang Chi.
Zhang Chi doesn't know what to say now, come on! Don't say anything, just go to the city to get these.
After Zhang Chi finished eating, he tidied up the dishes and chopsticks, then drove out in the car.
When they arrived near the entrance of the ranch, Cannon was driving the cattle to a pasture. When he saw Zhang Chi driving his car, he asked loudly: "Boss, are you going out at this time? It looks like it's going to snow soon."
When he goes to a bar or goes around town, Zhang Chi mostly rides a horse. Now when he gets into a car, he will most likely go to town.
"I have something to do when I go out. I'm not afraid if it snows. I'm wearing snow chains." After Zhang Chi said something to Cannon, they drove out of the ranch.
As soon as I drove onto the cement road from my own lane, I found my neighbor's family chatting with Serriol. Two cars were on the left and right, blocking the entire road.
"Hi, George!"
Seeing Zhang Chi Serior stretched out his hand to say hello.
"This is your neighbor, also a Chinese," said Serriol.
"I'm not Chinese," the man immediately corrected.
This statement made Serriol stunned and asked: "Aren't you from xx?"
"Yes, but I am not Chinese. I used to be British and now I am American," the man said seriously.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I thought the people over there were all Chinese," Serriol said with a smile.
Zhang Chi heard this conversation and felt so disgusted in his heart. There is always such a small group of guys who will jump out to disgust you. Zhang Chi never thought that one day these people would become his neighbors.
Nodding to Serriol, Seriol started the car and made way for Zhang Chi.
Zhang Chi passed by the American neighbor's car without even the slightest intention of saying hello.
The man looked at Zhang Chi's car and spat: "Mainland boy!"
Serriol did not stay any longer, greeted the family and left.
Only halfway through the journey did Zhang Chi drive away the nausea in his heart.
Zhang Chi first went to a Chinese supermarket, and then went to Folsom. He didn't go to his uncle's house first, but to Aunt Phil's house.
"Aunt Phil!"
Zhang Chi shouted towards the farm.
Aunt Phil didn't come home, but her two dogs kept barking at Zhang Chi.
The barking of the dog alarmed Aunt Phil. She walked out and saw Zhang Chi standing at the door, so she quickly came over and opened the door.
"Why are you here today, kid?"
"Come to your place and get some beans or something," Zhang Chi said with a smile.
When Aunt Phil heard this, she smiled and said, "That's a coincidence. I'm preparing two baskets of beans to send to the supermarket."
"I can't ask for so much, just a bundle is enough," Zhang Chi said with a smile.
"If you don't take a little more at a time, it will last forever," said Aunt Phil.
The two of them walked into the shed while chatting.
Aunt Phil's farm is quite large. It not only grows a lot of vegetables, but also some livestock, such as pigs and sheep. Not to mention poultry, there is no shortage of ordinary poultry, chickens, ducks and geese.
Raised quails, pigeons and so on.
The greenhouse at home is not a simple one, but one with a steel structure and glass. As soon as you enter, you can feel the warmth immediately.
"Zhang Chi is here."
As soon as I entered the greenhouse, I saw Uncle Phil squatting on the ground, holding a pair of scissors in one hand and a handful of leeks in the other. Both hands were covered with yellow mud. If you hadn't looked at his appearance, you would have thought he was from the Northeast.
What about the old farmer whose daughter-in-law held up her ears while working?
In addition to Uncle Phil, there are two old people in the greenhouse, these are Aunt Phil's parents-in-law.
Zhang Chi said hello in turn.
Normally, the farm is taken care of by a family of four. Occasionally, the children come back to help, and when busy, we hire someone to help. Let’s put it this way, among the similarly large farms nearby, none is as profitable as Aunt Phil’s.
There is no way, Aunt Phil is really too diligent.
The two old men knew that Zhang Chi had brought beef last time, and they also knew that their daughter-in-law and Zhang Chi's aunt were good friends, so they naturally greeted Zhang Chi warmly.
Zhang Chi took two handfuls of beans, and Aunt Fei added a basket of vegetables.
Zhang Chi soon discovered the piglet raised by Aunt Feil's house.
There is a nest of our Chinese native pigs, more than a dozen of them are plump, snoring and wagging their little tails, crawling around in the greenhouse.
"Auntie, sell me some of these piglets and I'll raise them for meat." Zhang Chi suddenly remembered that there were no piglets in his family's pasture.
Aunt Phil said: "Can you raise it over there? This thing can't just eat grass."
Zhang Chi asked: "Can I feed corn flakes?"
"I forgot about it, cornflakes will definitely do," Aunt Phil said with a smile.
The corn flakes here are easy to buy because they are feed, and the production method is quite simple. The corn kernels are steamed at high temperature, then crushed into flakes using a machine, and then dried to become feed.
"If you want, I will pick out a few for you. Are you going to sell them?"
"You can eat it yourself, where can I buy this?" Zhang Chi said.
After hearing this, Aunt Phil caught two sows for Zhang Chi to breed from this litter, and then took Zhang Chi to the pig house and caught a little boar that was larger than the two piglets.
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After catching the pig, Aunt Phil put the piglet in a basket and filled it with grass between the piglet and the basket, so that the piglet would not be frozen.
"for free".
"If you don't want money, then I won't dare to ask for this little pig." How could Zhang Chi refuse to give him money?
The two pushed for a while, but Aunt Fei's temper was a bit impatient and she would definitely not be able to wear down Zhang Chi, so in the end she had to accept the money.
In this way, Aunt Phil only accepted half of Zhang Chi's money, and refused to take the other half no matter what.
If you don't give me money, I won't get the pig. If you give me the market price, I won't sell the pig.
This is the courtesy among us Chinese people. You respect me and I respect you.
With three little pigs and a basket of vegetables, Zhang Chi left Aunt Phil's ranch and drove to his uncle and his mother's restaurant.
The restaurant is not busy at this time, and generally speaking there are not many customers.
"Uncle, aunt...".
Zhang Chi opened the door and went in, and found his mother-in-law sitting at the dining table. Opposite there was an unknown middle-aged couple, who looked about forty years old.