Sandra came back at nearly half past eight, it was already completely dark, and she was surprised to see Emperor Wu.

In her family's slightly cramped living room, Wu Di sat on a wooden stool, and Jia Luo stood next to him to shoot a football.

The house is so simple, although it is a two-bedroom apartment, there is almost no furniture in it, there is only a washing machine for household appliances, Sandra is sometimes too busy to find time to do laundry and use it to solve it.

Emperor Wu has the impression that Sandra and Garo are now Australian citizens, enjoying social welfare benefits, and will have a government subsidy of several hundred Australian dollars per month, which should be not bad.

Sandra said that she had to send money to her hometown in Myanmar every month, her parents in their 70s were bedridden, and she had two younger brothers who went to college.

This is a great mother, and she now earns about $2,000 a month from odd jobs, almost all of which she sends back to her hometown.

Myanmar is highly inflated, with $2,000 equivalent to more than £2 million.

When she heard that Emperor Wu was able to offer her a stable job, she burst into tears of emotion so that she would not have to travel between several towns every day.

She even thought of urging Garo to finish her homework at night.

"Ms. Sandra, then you will be given the same weekly salary as Greg, a weekly salary of 1,000 Australian dollars, and there will be a bonus according to the efficiency of the ranch. Emperor Wu said.

He gives the three new members the same salary, and if the ranch makes a good profit, he will give them a big raise, and he wants to make his employees one of the highest paid people in Australia, so that they can be proud to work on the ranch.

Sandra had no experience in herding and could not ride horses, so Emperor Wu arranged logistics for her. Logistics does not mean easy, you have to take care of all the chores of the entire ranch, and you are the manager of the distant ranch.

The ranch villa was empty, and Emperor Wu asked her and Jia Luo to move in, Sandra was very grateful, but she didn't agree, first, she felt that she had not been able to contribute to the ranch, and second, Jia Luo's school was in Pelican Town, and it was very inconvenient to go to school.

The problem of going to school was very practical, so Emperor Wu called Patricia, who also lived in the town, and he was willing to drive Ms. Sandra to a distant pasture every day.

In this way, the distant ranch is managed by Sandra, Patricia, Greg and Sung Zhe, and at the beginning Turks and Uncle Frank will also help, and the South Australian side will be left to Mrs. Rachel to take care of.

To expand the team, Emperor Wu has to pay a salary of nearly 40,000 Australian dollars a month, which is 500,000 a year, which is not a small amount, and it is necessary to increase his income as soon as possible.

It will take a few days for the Qinchuan cattle purchased in the Guanzhong area to be delivered, and he will have to clean up the pasture before then, hoping to be able to breed the crystal liquid of the extreme breed of cattle by February next year, and he will definitely become famous by then.

Emperor Wu stayed at a distant ranch at night, and he gave Mrs. Rachel the key to the Nanao cabin, and planned to stay at the new ranch all day tomorrow.

The villa in the distant ranch is surrounded by only a few old-fashioned long-pole street lamps, one next to each cowpen wooden door, controlled by a master switch or individually.

He was the only one on the entire ranch and a thousand calves.

At ten o'clock the night was silent, and a full moon hung in the sky, and the moonlight sprinkled on the cows' backs and covered them with a layer of silver frost.

The calves are free-range in the meadows, mostly rested, with only a few over-energetic ones running around occasionally.

Emperor Wu found a clean grass to sit and play with his mobile phone, the weather was still very cool, but it was hotter than Huaxi Lake, after all, it was close to the desert.

The biggest advantage here is that there are fewer mosquitoes, so you don't have to worry about being bitten. It is estimated that the good times will not be too long, and the manure produced by 1,000 cows every day is not a small amount.

When he returned home, Mrs. Rachel came to clean up the distant villa, which was clean and fresh.

Hey Bastard's residence is next to the villa, and after two months of training, his physique is much larger than when he first came, and it is very intimidating to domestic animals.

In the distance, the windmill next to the water tower was still spinning in the wind, the only sound other than the cow barking.

The creaking sound of the windmill made Emperor Wu a little curious, and he planned to take a look inside the windmill.

In the last century and even in the last century, windmills were very popular in Europe and were used as tools for grinding noodles, while most of China used donkeys to grind, the West used nature, and the East used other animals, each with its own wisdom.

In the past, people would get information based on the shape of the fan blades.

Uncle Frank said that the fan blades of the windmill are crossed to indicate the suspension of work, the cross represents the long-term shutdown of the windmill, and the right side of the fan blade represents a happy event in the village, and the left side has a funeral.

Before steam power replaced windmill power, this wooden windmill was popular in Europe, and it can be seen in all countries of Western Europe.

It is a standard Dutch windmill that resembles a watchtower on Solan Island, with four large rotor blades on top of it.

The outermost planks have stood the test of time, and a few of them have turned dark brown.

Inside, Emperor Wu sighed that the windmill makers had a close mind, and there were accessories as delicate as watches. In the center of the first floor of the windmill is a large grinding disc that moves slowly with the rotation of the outer blades.

Next to it was a large wooden round tank, similar to a bath bucket or something, but obviously not used for bathing, and there was a row of wooden stakes above the center, which Emperor Wu guessed was a stirrer or something.

Walk up the creaky staircase to the second floor, where you smell of dye. It is a small studio with several oil paintings hanging on the wall, and there is an easel by the window on the north side, and a few small wooden barrels are placed next to it.

The smell came from the wooden barrels, and these fuels could be used with some water, but unfortunately Emperor Wu couldn't paint.

Otherwise, every pleasant afternoon, you can sit here and drink beer, eat fried steak and draw, and take a nap next to you when you are tired.

From here, you can see the cattle on the pasture, a little farther away is the desert, one side of the green space and the other side of the loess, a strong sense of contrast, if a yellow and clear wheat field would be better, maybe it can inspire Emperor Wu, make a masterpiece of sub-classicism.

The windmill has three floors, the top of which is an attic-shaped hut with small wooden doors on each floor, and the third level has the thickest wooden door.

The whole windmill is sharper and sharper, and the space is getting smaller and smaller, and you can see a thick wooden drive shaft, which is the core device of the windmill, which is completely a trunk with the bark shaved off.

The gears that connect the outer fan blades are here, and it makes sense that the door on the third floor is the thickest, and the core fittings of the windmill are installed on the top.

The second floor of the windmill is the best, with a bed that can be used as a bedroom, which is a private space with windows.

The number of wooden windmills that have survived in the countryside of Sini is not very large, and the total number is less than ten.

Nowadays, Australia is more of a single-pole windmill used to generate electricity, with three blades tied to a pole, which looks like a propeller from a distance.

At that time, I heard the original owner Fletcher say that this windmill is a symbol of the distant pasture, and if its leaves do not stop, the pasture will not stop.