Body 401 Buying sheep?

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"Damn, we did it. Around the campfire, Zeng Gong held up a large batch of beer and yelled at the cowboys and ranchers who were sitting around a little staggering.

It took a day to drive the cattle from the truck to the ranch, which made Mike anxious, and finally had to ask for the assistance of the state police to maintain the traffic, so the Livingston Police Department's phone was about to burst, and Mike had to go to the Blue Lotus Ranch to personally supervise the process.

"Dry. Illuminated by the red bonfire, the cowboys raised their beer glasses and roared heroically.

The overflowing foam in the beer glass splashed everywhere, making the clothes smell of beer, but the cowboys who could afford to drink cared about this, herding, drinking, gambling, fighting, almost throughout their lives, the simple and heroic character and this rough and wild West complemented each other, and the revolver pinned to the waist told their former glory.

A large draft of beer was quickly poured into the stomach, and the coolness that almost overflowed from the chest made the cowboys particularly happy, and cut a large piece of beef from the roasted whole cow with a dagger, and tore it hard, the rich fragrance made the whole scene more lively, and the Winnie under the feet of the cowboys was even more anxious, as for the tiger head had already slept in the luxury villa that Davis had packed up for it, although the aroma was very seductive, but no matter how sharp a pair of eyes were during the day, at night it could only be a blind eagle, and it could only turn depression into sleep.

"Xite, Zeng, this roasted whole beef is so fucking delicious, if you open a restaurant, it will definitely be hot. White couldn't help but praise that every time he tasted Zeng Gong's carefully cooked food, he always brought different feelings. It's a treat.

"Running a restaurant?" Zeng Gong waved his hand and said hurriedly: "It's okay to invest." But I'm not going to be a chef, it's too tiring. How can I feel comfortable being free now? ”

This roasted whole beef dish is fully flavored, but it is seasoned for 24 hours with its own concoctions, and then it is on the roaring bonfire with its own strength, so that this dish with a rough temperament is born in front of the cowboys, and it is a perfect match for the inferior beer in their hands.

"It's a pity. The cowboys shook their heads regretfully, always wanting to be able to enjoy Zeng Gong's craftsmanship every day, but unfortunately he did not show people lightly, if he could encourage success, this would be their gospel.

"You guys. It's a foodie, you have to eat and make your own, don't I call you?"

"Hey, hey. The cowboys laughed uncontrollably, cooking is fine, a simple salad of vegetables and fruits, a bun or a burger is their food for the day, let the cowboys make zuò food, it is better to kill them.

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"Hey, Prince Abdullah?" Zeng Gong answered the phone suspiciously, he really couldn't understand that Prince Abdullah would call him.

"Yes. Isn't it a surprise?" Prince Abdullah couldn't help but laugh when he heard Zeng Gong's surprised voice, and felt that what could make Zeng Gong happen was a very interesting thing.

"Hehe, indeed. I really didn't expect you to call. Zeng Gong admitted with a smile that the two rarely communicate in normal times. But the relationship between each other is very good.

"There's something you can't think of, how about it. How are you feeling lately?" Prince Abdullah stopped laughing and thought about exchanging words with Zeng Gong.

"What else, it's the same as before. Zeng Gong squinted his eyes and said lazily, looking at the cheerful and enthusiastic cowboys and ranchers around him, he felt that life was really easy to satisfy, monotonous and fulfilling. "What about you, are you watching football again?"

Recently, Prince Abdullah has become obsessed with football, especially Manchester City, and he often flies to England to watch a good game in a luxury private room in Manchester City.

Prince Abdullah shook his head bitterly, as one of the heirs of the Arab royal family, Prince Abdullah has a lot of things to deal with every day, watching football and playing horse racing are just their usual pastimes, and occasionally they will secretly gamble to vent their pressure.

"I don't have that much time to go to the UK to watch the Premier League, there are too many things to take time for. Prince Abdullah said self-deprecatingly, thanks to his top student at a prestigious university, he was able to arrange things in an orderly manner.

"Do you want sheep or coffee this time? or find Yu Hui to breed your Arabian thoroughbreds." Zeng Gong said half-jokingly, he knew that there was definitely something wrong with Prince Abdullah's phone call this time, and it was not good to go around with him.

"Ugh. Prince Abdullah was obviously stunned for a moment, and finally said stupidly: "Zeng, you are really boring, why do you say it, I just want to talk for a while." ”

"Chat, you can fly over, it's not a good idea to chat on the phone. Zeng Gong didn't pay attention to Prince Abdullah's complaints, and then put on a businessman's posture and enthusiastically sold to Prince Abdullah: "The first batch of Arabian sheep can be loaded into the ship in the summer, and many new breeds have been introduced in the pasture, such as black-bone sheep, Hailar big-tailed sheep, Ningxia Tan sheep, Dubo sheep, etc., do you want it?"

"Summer, do you still need summer?" Prince Abdullah said with some regret, because he has been too busy with government affairs recently, which makes him miss the food from Qinglian Ranch more and more, but he didn't expect to have to wait for a few months, and suddenly feel that his life is so dark.

"It's not slow, do you think that these sheep are fed and raised with hormones? Zeng Gong was made to laugh and cry by Prince Abdullah's sudden complaint.

"Well, the other sheep seem to be of Chinese breeds, I wonder what the quality is?" Prince Abdullah asked with concern.

"Compared to those Arabian sheep, they can be said to have their own merits, why don't you come and try the water some?" Zeng Gong felt that Prince Abdullah was a little moved, and stepped up his sales.

Prince Abdullah nodded and said: "When the time comes, give me 100 heads first, if it is really as you say, we will continue to import, how huge is the gap of high-quality Arabian mutton, as long as your quality is good enough, Arabia will be your dumping place." ”

"I promise to satisfy you, do I think the golden sign of Qinglian Ranch has been messed up. "Zeng Gong would never do that kind of thing to destroy the Great Wall