323 The first wave is coming

ps: Thank you for the monthly pass 100408153215234 by the book friend, and the brothers and sisters who have the monthly pass voted for Xiaohuabei.

"You..." Baker looked at Mike like a fool, but he didn't expect that there were such people who didn't want to go to the bustling metropolis, not to mention that Mike was in his thirties, which was the age when he was in the prime of life and most yearning for the world of flowers, and he actually learned from old men and old ladies to live in seclusion in the mountains and forests.

Mike ignored the stunned Baker, turned around and returned to the team to enjoy the best veal steak provided by Zeng Gong, this is a rare food enjoyment, although Zeng Gong is generous, it is impossible to go to other people's houses every once in a while to eat, even if people don't care, they are embarrassed, they can only press the temptation of food in their hearts.

Smoke curling from cooking, the best veal steak, a cup of hot cocoa or hot coffee, looking at the starry sky, the heart is extraordinarily peaceful, at this moment can be said to be quite enjoyable, but those cowboys, ranchers, and democrats who rushed to the aid of the starry night did not enjoy it so much, the originally small Bozeman Airport was crowded, and the surrounding hotels were overcrowded, and some of the people who drove had to take advantage of the night to continue to move forward and prepare to stay in Livingston.

The silence of the next morning was immediately shattered, and ranchers and cowboys from Wyoming and Iowa arrived in advance, converged on Highway 90, and formed a convoy of more than two dozen pickup trucks to take the wild west to Qinglian Ranch.

"Ugh. ”

The ranchers who arrived at Qinglian Ranch were stunned for a moment, is the situation true in the news, they all looked at each other, and dozens of federal police officers were surrounded in a corner by armored vehicles and large machinery. Eating bread and drinking water with a bitter face, but the pasture was full of smoke. The fragrant broth unscrupulously exudes an aroma that fills the air.

"Zach. This is Qinglian Ranch?" The rancher from Iowa muttered in his heart, asking his companion with some confusion.

"Probably so, if the navigation is correct. Zack was also a little unsure, and said that Qinglian Ranch was being besieged by the federal police, but now it seemed that the aggrieved little daughter-in-law was on the side of the federal police, and her face was haggard, and she ate nothing more than cold bread.

"Wouldn't you have known since you went over and looked? A rancher from Wyoming didn't know why, but he chose the most direct and effective method.

"Go, go. A group of ranchers couldn't help but have a light in their eyes. Yes, don't you know if you go and see, and quickly pull over to the side, because the car in front of you is stuffed like a can of sardines, and you have to walk forward, but fortunately, it is only a hundred and ten meters away, so you should relax.

"Hey guys, where are you guys from. Have you eaten breakfast, if not, our ranch has just prepared breakfast, you can eat together. Knowing that supporters from all over the country would soon arrive at the ranch, Zeng Gong was fully prepared. Early in the morning, Sanders prepared a thick broth and waited for them at the gate of Qinglian Ranch.

The ranchers glanced at each other, quickened their pace, and soon came to Sanders. It was found that several large iron pots had been erected in the pasture, and the rich aroma of meat came from there. Many people are spooning the broth, squatting or standing with toast bread enjoying the wonderful broth.

"Dude. Can you tell me what's going on here?" Although they were all a little hungry, especially the strong smell of meat, which made them even more unbearable, but they didn't move for the time being, Zach was anxious, and asked anxiously at Sanders.

"What's going on?" Sanders glanced at the federal police officers with disdain, and said lightly, "What else is going on, these federal police tried to forcibly take over our ranch yesterday, but we managed to defeat them, and as you can see now, they were trapped there by the National Guard who arrived later. ”

"That..." The rancher listened to Sanders's simple answer, and couldn't help but feel at a loss in his heart, this script shouldn't be written like this, in the face of the federal police, ordinary people have always been a vulnerable group, but here in Qinglian Ranch, it is just the opposite, how pitiful those policemen look.

"Guys, everyone is here early in the morning, you must be hungry, everyone go to the ranch and drink some broth to warm up. Seeing the confused looks of these ranchers, Sanders did not explain, but warmly beckoned them to the ranch to enjoy the delicious taste of the broth.

Hearing Sanders say this, the ranchers swallowed their saliva, this meat is so fragrant, being good as the stream is the last word, the pace under his feet can't help but be a lot brisker, more than 20 ranchers are familiar with each other in groups of three or five around a large cauldron, large pieces of beef are tumbling in the pot, and the beautiful soup makes people look at it and have a great appetite.

"You're welcome, serve it yourself with a spoon, this broth has been stewed for a long time, all kinds of delicacies have penetrated into the meat, everyone has tasted it, this beef soup is a delicacy from distant China. Sanders looked at the reserved looks of the ranchers and continued.

"It smells so good. The ranchers couldn't hold back the cravings in their hearts anymore, and followed the example of the cowboys around them, picked up a piece of roasted burnt toast bread, took a sip of the soup, and couldn't help but cry out in their hearts, this broth is so fragrant, the meat in the broth has been stewed crispy, although it tastes slightly different from the strength of the steak they usually eat, but these ranchers are veteran diners, and they can easily taste the difference of this cow.

"God, this beef is so delicious, I have never eaten such delicious beef, not even a cow that grazes entirely on pastures. Zach swallowed the beef in his bowl and the soup in one gulp, exhaled deeply, and shouted excitedly.

The ranchers felt the same way, and they all looked at Sanders, wanting to inquire about what kind of cattle were raised in the ranch, but they didn't know how to speak, after all, this might involve the trade secrets of the ranch, and these ranchers had to be cautious.

"It's just some Angus cattle, isn't it most of everyone's pastures?" Of course, Sanders knew what these ranchers were thinking, but there was nothing to shy away from these at all, as long as they inquired carefully, someone would always reveal the information about Qinglian Ranch.

"Angus cows?" Although this answer was expected, these ranchers were still a little surprised, because most of them were raising Angus cattle, but now compared to the Angus cattle in their own pastures, they are simply scum, not even one percent of the others. (To be continued.) )