Entering Edwin Ranch, the environment here is similar to that of the distant pasture, it is on the edge of the desert, some arid, and the quality of the grass is far less than that of the trucks, but they have planted a row of trees around it, which can block some wind and sand and play a role in conserving water.

In addition to the dark brown ranch door number, the first thing to see was an emu, which was the second time Emperor Wu had seen this animal after arriving in Australia.

The guy was wandering around the ranch, looking like a local, neighing at the van.

"Emus? They actually have this animal. Frank was incredulous, he thought kangaroos were the limit.

Emperor Wu opened the car door and shouted at the big emu, "Brother, we are here to bring you food!"

"BOSS, it doesn't understand English. ”

"Well, it looks like this. ”

Not long after, a battery car drove up, it was Cole, and the emaciated old man sitting next to him should be Edwin.

"Hello, Edwin. Frank waved at him.

Edwin was expressionless, just staring at the van.

"I'm sorry, we just had an argument and he's a little upset right now. ”

"Because we brought juicy pastures?"

"No, no, no, in fact we're glad of your help, and on Hillary and Trump, we had an argument. Cole said apologetically.

"Are you Americans?" asked Emperor Wu.

"That's right, cowboys from Colorado. Edwin spoke, his face still not pretty, his eyebrows and beard white, whiter than Frank's.

"Trump's idea is to return to the white people at the bottom of the country, who are the white people at the bottom? It's the kind of people like us who do the manual work. Edwin was very interested in talking about the election, but he seemed to forget that this is Australia, and it has nothing to do with Hillary Clinton and Trump.

"What about Clarence? I guess he's going to vote for Hillary. Emperor Wu said with a smile.

"Nope. Edwin shook his finger, "He supports Madonna." ”

Clarence has written the name of the diva Madonna on the campaign sheet for two consecutive terms, and he believes that Madonna's election as president of the United States will make men happy.

The family was funny, and the daily quarrels seemed to Emperor Wu to be fun, and he could understand why Maggie would rather live in that old RV than go home.

As he spoke, Clarence trotted over. Their ranch is not large, and it is generally a small family ranch.

Emperor Wu looked at him, his brown curls were close to his scalp, and he had the same beard as his father, but it was much shorter and brown. He was slightly chubby, barely fit into the sturdy category, and wore a dark denim suit.

Cole, by contrast, is more of a college graduate, even though he's in his early thirties.

"Hey, man, I'll have to explain first, it's not that I look like a rooster, you can see that, right? Clarence explained.

"Then why didn't you call a rooster at the end? "Uncle Frank was also curious.

Clarence glanced at his father, "Because they saw my angry middle finger when they dragged me out of my mother's belly." ”

Several people chatted at the door, and Emperor Wu felt thirsty, so he took out Budweiser from the refrigerator of the truck, and drank it one by one.

After entering the inside, Emperor Wu found that it was not much bigger than the Nanao side, only about 200 acres, but the rooster said that they had 370 acres of land with 200 cattle on it.

Perhaps it is the reason for the narrow terrain of the pasture, which falls like a belt in the northern countryside of Sini.

The three men were crammed into a small wooden villa, the decoration was a little old, and it could be seen from the model of the appliances that the life of Edwin Ranch had not been easy in recent years.

The repressive policies of House Manor make small ranches uncomfortable, and Stanley has been planning to annex the ranches scattered in the suburbs, but the stubborn Edwin would rather starve to death than have the word "house" on his cow's butt.

The Cole family used to run a ranch in Colorado in the western United States, and they moved to Australia six years ago when they couldn't run it anymore, but their nationality has not changed.

The entire ranch is only managed by father and son, and Cole just gave up football a month ago and returned from the United States.

Originally, Maggie was better when she was there, but after she moved out, the whole house was messed up, and a few rough men had a bad life.

Edwin told Emperor Wu and Frank to rest in the living room, and he had just finished working on the cowshed, and he was going to change his clothes.

"AFC Champions League, aren't you interested in football?" Wu Di asked, he looked at his watch, it was the match time between Evergrande and Sini FC.

The rooster spread his hands, "From the third game onwards, we can only support the team by imagining the game. ”

Without getting a loan from the bank, they have been without electricity for a month, all the things in the refrigerator are thrown out, and the phone can only be charged at the old mother's bar in the town.

This is the current state of half of the farms and pastures in Pelican Town, and although the other families are not able to pay the electricity bill, they are also very tight.

The reason for this situation is Emperor Wu, the five-star meat produced by distant ranches has caused beef merchants to cancel their cooperation with small ranches, and even if they buy it, it will drive down the price.

The small ranch could not breed five-star beef, so they had to sell it at a reduced price, but in fact, the quality of their beef was not bad.

Now the animal husbandry industry in Pelican Town has formed a situation of three dominance, and the three ranches with enough capital to breed high-quality cattle have almost monopolized the market.

Although Emperor Wu's two ranches are far inferior to the other two in terms of size, and even rank outside the top ten, they are undoubtedly the most promising in the whole of Pelican Town, and it is believed that South Australia can compete with House Manor and Lilac in the future.

Emperor Wu was unintentional, and the House Manor came to suppress the small ranch, and when they couldn't hold on, they began to annex it, and let the original rancher work for him.

The other pole of Pelican Town, Lilac Ranch, they have always been decent and don't want to participate in the cold war between House Manor and South Australia, so the owner of Lilac and the two families have always been very friendly and don't want to offend either party.

Medium-sized pastures can be better, most of them have their own sales channels, and the harvest is guaranteed in drought and flood.

The small ranches sandwiched in the middle are the most uncomfortable, they are all passively waiting for the beef merchants to buy them, and now they can only sell each cow for 60% of the original price.

Pastures with poor locations and poor pasture even lose money to raise cattle, and they have to pay for it at the end of a year's hard work.

The situation of the Edwin father and son is one of the worst, and they are on the verge of collapse.

But on the surface, there is no problem, and the father and son are still giggling and joking, caring about the election in the United States, blushing for the candidates they support, arguing with others, and laughing over a glass of beer with ice.

"Actually, as long as Dad bows his head to Mom, the crisis in the ranch can be passed smoothly, but his temper, you all know. The rooster sitting on the high chair said.

"A few days ago, I went to my mother for help, but my father scolded me and locked me out for two days and two nights, so I had to sleep in the broken car at the door for two days. Cole shrugged.

"What a stubborn old man, I want to ask, are all the old men over sixty years old in Pelican Town like this?"

"Do you mean Hans or me?" Frank smiled awkwardly.

"I mean, you can't quit smoking...... Hans. ”