After some conversation, Qin Xu also knew the identities of the two people,

Aunt's surname is Zhang, what her name is, she didn't say, just said that everyone is generally called Aunt Zhang, or Aunt Zhang.

It is said that Aunt Zhang is an old immigrant from the United States who has been old for a long time, but now she seems to be retired and has been idle at home.

The young woman's surname is not very common, the surname is Yun, Yun Yajing.

As for what to do, Qin Xu was too embarrassed to ask.

I just know that this woman is single, and her family resources are quite good, and it is said that there are quite a lot of suitors.

Qin Xu secretly glanced at her figure, well, people do have this capital.

Thinking about things, Qin Xu walked out of the supermarket with his things, only to find that the aunt and the young woman just now hadn't left yet.

Seeing Qin Xu come out, the aunt came over enthusiastically and helped him point the way:

"Xiao Qin, look, from here, turn around that side, and walk about fifty meters to that side, and it will be the live poultry market. ”

Qin Xu was slightly moved in his heart, sure enough, the traditional virtues of China still exist.

"Auntie, thank you, I know how to go, why don't you go back at noon, how about I treat you to a meal?

When the aunt heard this, she glanced at Qin Xu with a smile, and teased:

"I said Xiao Qin, do you want to invite me, or do you want to invite Yajing?"

"Aunt Zhang!" Yun Yajing looked at Qin Xu with a slightly red face, a little embarrassed.

On Qin Xu's head, he couldn't help but have a few black lines, he really didn't mean that.

The conscience of heaven and earth, he really just wanted to invite his aunt to a meal and express his heart.

"Ahem, Aunt Zhang laughed, of course we invited it together, how can I say that today is thanks to the help of Aunt Zhang and Sister Yun, otherwise I really don't know, there is live poultry for sale in the United States." ”

The aunt laughed twice when she heard this, and just wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Yun Yajing's voice.

"What, Mr. Qin, forget it today, let's talk about it next time. ”

Qin Xu didn't want to dwell on this, so he hurriedly said:

"That's okay, next time, next time, I will definitely invite Sister Yun to dinner. ”

Looking at the aunt who was pulled away by Yun Yajing, Qin Xu wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, this aunt is really enthusiastic.

When the two of them were far away, Eva came over with Shirley and joked with a smile:

"Qin, are the Huaxia people so enthusiastic?"

"Let's go, let's go over there. ”

Qin Xu rolled his eyes, ignored her ridicule, turned around and walked to the car.

After following the guidance of the aunt and turning two corners, the American live poultry trading market appeared in front of Qin Xu's eyes.

As soon as he got out of the car, before he entered the market, a familiar and disgusting smell came into Qin Xu's nose.

Covering his nose, Qin Xu didn't need to look at it to determine that this place was definitely selling live poultry.

This taste is simply too familiar.

Walking into the market, rows of cages appeared in front of Qin Xu's eyes, and the sound of chickens and ducks chirping was unconscious.

"Qin, what are you doing here? If you want to eat chicken, isn't there a good one in the supermarket?"

Eva didn't feel much uncomfortable, and as a cowboy, she was used to these smells.

It's just that she still doesn't understand Qin Xu's thoughts, why do you have to come here to buy chickens?

Qin Xu smiled and didn't explain, and walked along the isolated road in the market, looking at the chicken breeds here from time to time.

Seeing this, Eva shrugged her shoulders, followed quickly, and introduced Qin Xu to the side.

There are many varieties of chickens here, in addition to the favorite Sanhuang free-range chicken in China, there are also red-haired hens, black-haired hens, Luhua chickens, boy chickens, guinea fowl.

Qin Xu looked around, and after selecting a few half-sized three-yellow chickens, he handed them over to the staff.

After taking the chicken handed over by Qin Xu, the staff quickly tied the chicken's feet, weighed it on a scale, entered the slaughtering pool, plucked and cleaned it, and chopped it into bags.

The whole process only took more than ten minutes, and Qin Xu, who was watching, couldn't help but nod, it is worthy of being an industrialized country, and the whole process does not require much labor.

It's just that what the hell is it that threw away all the chicken feet?

"Alas, don't throw that one, help us put it up. Qin Xu hurriedly greeted him on the side.

The staff glanced at Qin Xu a little strangely, shrugged their shoulders, and still put up a few pairs of chicken feet.

Obviously, he couldn't understand this kind of behavior, and even had some doubts in his mind, didn't they all say that the Chinese were very generous? Why even chicken feet?

Qin Xu didn't care what he thought, how could he throw away such a delicious thing?

Returning to the ranch with a few chickens that had been processed, Qin Xu was also thinking about it in his heart, should he raise some of them?

But before he could think about it, old John came looking for him.

"Boss, when are we going to harvest the grass?"

Qin Xu looked at him a little speechlessly, can you not be in such a hurry?

Old John also seemed to feel that he was a little anxious, touched his head in embarrassment, rolled his eyes, and said:

"Boss, look, we just harvested this wave of grass and can sell it in winter. ”

Hearing this, Qin Xu touched his chin, Old John's words seem to make some sense, no matter how small the mosquito legs are, they are also meat.

"Okay, when do you want to go?"

Old John stood up, took the cowboy hat he had put aside, and said excitedly, "Boss, let's go now." ”

“...”

......

Qin Xu didn't let Old John get his wish in the end, he didn't even eat lunch now, how could he go to harvest pasture.

Well, although he is not needed for harvesting pasture.

After making an appointment to start harvesting the grass in the afternoon, old John went back with some reluctance.

Seeing off Old John, Qin Xu shrugged his shoulders, looked at Eva next to him and said with a wry smile:

"I don't realize I'm as concerned about the ranch as this guy. ”

Eva took the things in Qin Xu's hand and comforted with a smile:

"Uncle John is just a little bored, and now that you don't let him go to the herd, he's bored sitting in the office. ”

Qin Xu rolled his eyes, it's all my fault for feelings?

didn't care about Eva snickering, Qin Xu came to the kitchen, today he has to cook by himself.

It's just that when Qin Xu made a pot of chicken soup with anticipation, he was a little disappointed.

Even the chicken soup made at the level of a junior chef does not have the feeling that he used to eat in his hometown.

Anyway, I always feel that there is something missing.

"Well, it seems that it is still a matter of ingredients. With a sigh, Qin Xu took the chicken soup out.

He also knew in his heart that although this chicken was freshly slaughtered, it was not the kind of local chicken in China after all, and it still couldn't be done after it was made.

"It would be nice to get some local chickens from China. ”

While eating, Qin Xu didn't forget to chatter, and Eva and Dale, who were at the same table, looked at him a little inexplicably.