82. Fight for distant pastures

The excavator drove into the ranch and worked on the grass behind the cabin, and Jeffrey was also a brilliant excavator driver, and the nine of them stayed in the company for more than 20 years, and Jeffrey went from a young boy to a rough uncle.

Everything was ready, and when Emperor Wu decided to go fishing in Huaxi Lake again, it was Turks who stopped him.

This time, Xiaoqiang brought an exciting news that the distant ranch 70 kilometers away was put up for sale, which is the only ranch sold in Pelican Town in recent years.

The distance of seventy kilometers is a bit far, but the surrounding ranches are in good condition, and it is unlikely to be sold in a few years, for the distant pastures, Emperor Wu is bound to win, the distance is far away, the horse riding is not good, the car is not good, and then it is not possible to buy a helicopter!

"Boss, do you want to think about it, given our current situation, it's very inconvenient to manage. Turks said.

Emperor Wu would rather buy it first, he thought that he must not only be interested in the territory of distant pastures, but also the surrounding well-run pastures want to expand the scope, which is bound to be a war of money.

"Turks, how can we get in touch with distant ranches, and we need to negotiate the price with them now. Emperor Wu's tone was resolute.

"No problem, I'll get in touch now, but are we really going to buy the faraway ranch?" asked Tex again before leaving.

"Yes. Emperor Wu replied with only one word, and Turks could hear his firmness.

It's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, even though you don't know anything about the distant pastures.

He called back the Turks and decided to drive the Raptor to see it for himself, and the second later he would be cut off by the other ranches.

The remote ranch is located in the arid outback, where the desert terrain closer to central NSW suffers from year-round rainfall, which may have been the reason why the rancher decided to sell.

On the way there, Turks kept calling Neil Fletcher, the rancher owner in the distance, and the result was that he was on the phone all the time, which was not a good sign, and the long talk time was most likely a sign that someone was about to talk about the ranch's business.

"Fake, does Fletcher have any other calls?" Emperor Wu slapped the steering wheel, and the raptor made a mark on the sandy road.

Turks shook his head.

More than 70 kilometers at the fastest time also takes half an hour, the two of them take the gravel road to take a shortcut, the fastest can only drive to 160, this road is very bumpy, if it is not for the performance of the raptor, it would have overturned long ago.

"Mr. Fletcher, I'm Turks from South Australian Ranch. "The phone finally worked.

"Turn on the megaphone!" shouted Emperor Wu.

"Hello sir, we heard that you are going to sell the ranch, we are interested in your land, and we are on our way to the distant pasture. ”

On the other end of the line, Fletcher had apparently just had a pleasant negotiation, "Oh sir, I'm afraid you're going to waste this box of gasoline in vain, because I've already reached a tentative agreement with someone else to sell, I'm sorry I'm going to hang up, and ranchers like you have already taken over five of them." ”

"Wait! It's just a preliminary agreement, everything is possible before the contract is signed. Emperor Wu saw that there was still a glimmer of hope.

Fletcher paused, "That's true, but it's unlikely. ”

After hanging up the phone, Emperor Wu pressed the horn several times to vent his dissatisfaction, "Damn, it seems that we are one step late." ”

"GO CHECK IT OUT, BOSS, MAYBE PUT A GUN TO THE GUY'S HEAD AND HE'LL AGREE TO SELL IT TO US. ”

When Turks finished speaking, the two of them burst out laughing.

The distant pasture is the same as its name, far away, with low desert bushes except kangaroos along the way, and every few kilometers he runs, Emperor Wu has to wash the mud and sand off the windshield.

Emperor Wu vaguely felt that it would be the House Manor who cut off the beard, and they had a large enough territory to not need to acquire another ranch, but they knew that the Nanao ranch was eager to expand and curb the development of Nanao at the source.

The appearance of Qinchuan black cattle has put pressure on House Manor, and a ranch that is too small to be small can breed the best breeding cattle in the new state, and the quality of the forage is super high.

They were extremely wary of the South Australian ranch, believing that Emperor Wu was a complete threat.

When I arrived at the gate of the distant pasture, a sense of desolation arose, compared with the green grass of South Australia, here is full of out-of-season withered yellow old pasture, and the fence style maintains the style of the last century, and some places are incomplete.

The ranch cottage is quite nice, it is a one-story building, the whole villa is nearly a meter above the ground, and the bottom is a clearing supported by thick wooden piles, and a few hunting dogs stay quietly in it.

The villa looks like it has more than a dozen rooms, a very classic all-wood structure, and it looks like it is at least a hundred years old.

Dusty birds of prey drove into the pasture and no one came out to say hello, except for a windmill that swung in the wind by the water tower.

"Is anyone there!" Wu Di jumped out of the car and shouted.

It was Dali House who came out of the villa first, and sure enough, they were the ones who took the lead.

"I'm sorry. Dali slowly walked down the wooden steps, holding up a contract with a smile on his face, still speaking in a thick Irish accent.

They were followed by the Fletchers, smiling and looking like the House brothers had rewarded them handsomely.

"Son of a bitch. Tex stepped forward with an angry face, but was stopped by Emperor Wu.

"Yes, can you tell me how many millions you paid for it? Emperor Wu said with a smile.

Dali's expression was very cheap, and he pointed at Emperor Wu and then at himself, "Trade secrets." ”

"Very good, you bought this ranch, so is the last injury healed? Dali, why don't you fight again today, how about going to the clearing over there. ”

"Sorry sir, the distant ranch has been sold to this Mr. House. Flecher, an uncle in his sixties, said apologetically.

Fletcher saw that the two people who came with the raptor were very aura, he was just an ordinary rancher, and he didn't want to offend anyone.

"Sorry guy from South Australia, I'm going back for a celebration tonight, but I don't have time to fight like a kid here with you. Dali laughed excitedly, and the task assigned to him by his brother was successfully completed.

"I'm sure you'll take care of this, Irish boy. Emperor Wu suppressed his anger and said.

"Oh sorry, it's going to be a wasteland. Dali waved the contract in his hand and turned to walk towards his car.

Before leaving, he provoked again, "You, you know, the king of this desert can only be House. ”

"Fack, go back to your France, Bourbon wilds!" Turks spat out.

"What are you talking about!" Dalí cares about family honor, "we are the true Bourbon descendants! Spain and Luxembourg are all lackeys! Don't listen to Henri Orleans's nonsense, that war-scared coward, sweet in the arms of women, hahaha!"

After Dali finished speaking, he laughed wildly and drove away.

"Silent in the Middle Ages madman. Turks said.

"I believe he is a descendant of the Bourbons. Emperor Wu's words surprised Tex.

"Intuitively, I always feel that Dalí is different from his brother Stanley, if there is a coup d'état in France and he returns to the kingdom, Dalí will not be a good king, but he will definitely be a general on the battlefield. ”

"BOSS, I can't believe you actually speak for him. ”

Dalí's car was far away, and the fat man sitting in the passenger seat asked him, "Why didn't you let me beat him up just now!" The smile on that guy's lips was annoying!"

Dali gripped the steering wheel with both hands and snorted, "You beat him up?"

The fat man stared ahead, sighed and shook his head.

"That guy is annoying to me, but it's not bad. Dali said seriously.

"What? you think he's not bad?" the fat man stared at Dali in surprise.