The majestic snow-capped mountains are crossed, the long and long mountain road, the loneliness comes from ancient times, the blue sky and white clouds are within reach, the place where Zeng Gong went is the cloud pasture, which is the best alpine pasture of Qinglian Ranch, there is no one, Yu Hui with its wild horses live there.

"Zeng, will you take me to see the good horses?" Roger was very excited, although Qinglian Ranch was threatened by bird flu, no one could stop an adventurous heart.

"Of course, when you see it, you're going to love it. Zeng Gong nodded seriously.

For good horses, the understanding of the East and the West is not the same, the East gives the horse spirituality, and even with a little immortality, such as King Mu Bajun can travel 30,000 miles a day, whether it is on the ancient battlefield or in modern times, the Easterners, especially the Chinese, are still stuck in the pursuit of a thousand miles of good horses.

Western horses, in essence, are still tools, all kinds of marseilles are full of naked money transactions, put dirty capital on the table, and become the sport of the aristocracy, an indispensable spice in the social circle of the upper class, cowboys only need docile quarte horses, used for grazing.

"Really?" said Roger.

He learned that Qinglian Ranch did not have a professional horse farm, let alone horse racing.

"Hehe, you'll know when the time comes. Jiang Yuan said mysteriously.

Alpine rhododendron is a variety brought by Jiang Yuan from China, and now the mountainside is full of purple and red, looking from a distance like the shyness on the pretty face of a beauty.

"It's beautiful. Roger took a deep breath of the cold mountain wind and couldn't help but sigh.

There are not many scenic spots in high latitudes, but there are even fewer places that can be compared to Qinglian Ranch. The high latitude is mostly rough and magnificent, the magnificence of ice and snow, desolate and vast, and lacks the beauty of small jasper. But Qinglian Ranch is the darling of the earth, and all the beauty is given here.

"Hehe, pretty, I hope the federal government won't trouble me, if it's a biological invasion, I won't carry this pot." Zeng Gong jokingly said that most of these alpine rhododendrons were smuggled by him, and only a small part of them were reported.

"I don't think the government will refuse good things either. Roger shook his head, but unfortunately didn't bring Natasha with him.

This time they were on foot, for the cloud pastures at the edge of the snow line were too rough for the Quarter horses to be up to the task. Hard things naturally don't come with delicate beauties.

"Huh?" Zeng Gong walked a few steps quickly, came to the cliff on the side of the mountain road, and said in surprise: "Roger, our luck seems to be good, what do you think this is?"

Roger looked at it suspiciously, there was a white lotus flower swaying on the edge of the cliff and in the stone crevice, pure as the white clouds on the horizon, and the faint fragrance blew with the mountain wind, which made people feel shocked.

"Is this Snow Lotus?" Roger was a little unsure.

"That's right, this is the most authentic Tianshan Snow Lotus, I didn't expect to see it now, you must know that it takes five years from growth to flowering, this is what I got from a friend after I came to the United States, but now it is not fully ripe, you have no luck." Zeng Gong nodded with a smile, he really didn't expect to see the snow lotus.

"I don't need it, do I?" said Roger, shrugging his shoulders.

For Westerners, the greatest effect of snow lotus does not come from its powerful medicinal value, but its outstanding beauty effect, which is a woman's favorite, and every woman will go crazy about it, but it is totally worth it, isn't it?

"Man, I need you to keep it a secret. Zeng Gong said solemnly, he didn't want Elena and Natasha to know about the existence of Snow Lotus, and let them destroy the peace of these Snow Lotus.

"Don't worry, I didn't see anything. Roger knew Zeng Gong's worries, mainly because there were too few of them.

"How do I look at it like it's wild. "Roger has naturally seen snow lotuses, and has collected them in Kazakhstan, so he can identify the quality of these snow lotuses.

"Yes, I brought the seeds, but I didn't plant them, I was just a porter of nature. Zeng Gong nodded, and after he brought back the snow lotus seeds, he threw them down from the high mountains and let them drift away in the wind, looking for suitable soil for them to grow, and then take root and sprout.

As the two of them continued to go deeper, the halfway up the mountain began to be barren, even the alpine rhododendrons could not fully grow here, the sparse alpine meadow plants, and the occasional snow lotus was a surprise on the journey.

Both of them climbed the ridge and wore goggles, and the blue lotus ranch was the only place in Montana where the snow-capped mountains were not degraded. It is also a pure land that mountaineering enthusiasts yearn for, and the photos of Qinglian Ranch have always made them drool, but it is a pity that Zeng Gong has not been open to the public.

"Zeng, look there. Ascending to the top of the mountain, Roger looked at the view that the scenery on the other side of the mountain was completely different from the scenery here, and the green alpine meadows seemed to be brocade embroidered on the mountain.

There are only three or two simple wooden huts, but they are just integrated with the surrounding meadows, surrounded by towering snow-capped mountains, about a hundred acres, Zeng Gong only raised less than a hundred cattle on them, the purple fur is already dark and shiny, all of them look extremely strong, and when they are slaughtered, Zeng Gong will gather high-end restaurants on the east and west coasts to auction them together.

But that's not the point, this is not the final destination, over the ridge, they have to continue along a mountain stream, through a canyon between the snow-capped mountains, where is their final destination.

"It's just a small pasture, and it's a middle-aged couple from South America who are in charge of grazing, do you want to say hello?" Zeng Gong said with a smile.

The white indigenous people from Europe not only discriminate against blacks and Chinese, but also South Americans, who are also white, and exclude these poor relatives. In particular, whites in the thirteen states on the East Coast are nostrils up, and their exclusion targets even hit most Americans.

Some families that have been inherited for hundreds of years will always have a bit of tradition and contempt, even if they are young people who are exposed to new things.

"Forget it, let's hurry. Roger's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly dismissed Zeng Gong's plan.

"Okay. Zeng Gong nodded regretfully, he really wanted to see Roger's face when he saw the South American cowboy, but unfortunately he didn't get his wish.

The bad taste is gone, and Zeng Gong can only honestly lead the way in front.

The cold water of the stream was cold, and Roger couldn't help but tighten his clothes, and he was about to reach his destination, and he was inexplicably a little more curious.

Ranch on the clouds!