More than sixty harvesters were put into operation, and the wheat fields soon disappeared, revealing large tracts of land.

The supporting truck has also arrived at the designated location, and the grain dryer is still pulling behind it, and it has already begun to unload.

Fortunately, there is a substation nearby, and the cable is also loaded, so there is no danger of power failure.

Truckloads of grain, unloaded from the warehouse, went around in circles, and drove out the back door, and continued from morning to now, with only a short break for lunch.

Seeing that there were more and more trucks next to him, Han's father fanned the ash in front of him, covered his son's mouth and nose, and said to them: "Let's go, let's go to the lounge to talk, it's a little inconvenient here." ”

Han Xuan pulled away his father's hand, raised his head and asked Williams, "Special?" ”

"There's no such grade, I mean the flour it produces is of very good quality. In addition to being delicate, there is not even a bit of smut smell, and it smells a little fragrant, which other white-skinned wheat can't reach. ”

"And it's so low in pesticides, close to organic standards, it's amazing! ”

"We haven't used pesticides!"

Old Patton was indignant, apparently very concerned about his denigration.

Xiao Han Xuan walked up to him, pulled the corner of the old cowboy's clothes, motioned him to lower his head, and said softly: "Maybe Mr. Augsg used it before." ”

Seeing that he was no longer talking, Williams explained with a smile, "There is only some fertilizer residue detected, which is not in the way, so where did your seeds come from?"

Father Han touched his chin and spoke, "I bought this ranch more than a month ago, and those wheat are also counted among them. ”

"So I'm sorry, I don't know. ”

Hearing his words, the old man thought that he didn't want to speak, and asked, "Then can we do some experiments with your seeds?" Don't worry, if it generates profits, we will give you a share. ”

"I really don't know, Mr. Williams, if you must do it, please feel free. ”

"Thank you so much, now how about we talk about the wheat?"

"How much can you pay, I told Dilanc in the morning, that a tenth of it will be left for the cattle's rations. ”

Reaching out and pushing the hat on his head, Old Williams exaggerated: "Oh my God, did you feed such good wheat to those animals?"

"That's why the meat quality of the cattle and sheep on my farm is so good, and their food is top-notch. Father Han showed a nonchalant look and spoke.

Seeing Williams' surprised appearance, Han Xuan raised his head and squinted at his old man.

Thinking that when they were fattening last year, they were not the 4th grade wheat they ate, but their mouths cooperated: "Otherwise, let's stay, I like to eat noodles, and there are too many cattle at home, so they also need it." ”

As soon as these words came out, the old man was anxious, and hurriedly shook his hand and said: "This is really a waste, 7 dollars a bushel of wheat, Mr. Han, how can you use them to feed the cows?!"

"But the Japanese Tajima cattle on my ranch can be sold for 70 dollars for 100 grams of meat. Father Han frowned, as if he was really thinking about his son's words.

Patton stroked his beard, wondering how many years it would take the cow to eat five million catties of wheat.

Hearing this astonishing price, Williamston was stunned, he only had a salary of a few hundred dollars a month, so he couldn't even afford a ton of meat?

"I can call the shots, $7.2, it really can't be higher. The old man came to his senses, took off his hat and rubbed his gray hair: "You have to know that the freight is very high now, after all, it is only wheat, and we can't make much money from buying it at such a price." ”

Han's father still wanted to try to increase the price, but when he heard his son's cough, he couldn't help but look at him.

After getting the signal, he turned his face with a smile on his face and stretched out his hand to Williams: "Happy cooperation, the cost of using the machine is counted in it, and the balance can be given to me by check when the time comes." ”

Old Williams was just about to speak, when he saw a figure and turned his head to look over, and Dickland, the grain merchant, was growing his mouth in surprise.

"Hey, boy, you're late!"

Hearing this, Dillanke's face immediately turned red, and he rolled up his sleeves to reason with the old man.

Old Williams hurriedly lay down so gently.

……

The Hummer was heading south, and news had just come that Guo's mother had gone home.

There is old Barton on the wheat field to take care of, and if there is something, he will call over, and he can get there in more than ten minutes by car, and he doesn't need to guard over there.

"Why didn't you let me increase the price just now? ”

The boy sat in the passenger seat and stretched, turning his head to look at his father: "The American Wheat Association has a very close relationship with the Department of Commerce, the Department of Agriculture, and the Inspection Bureau, and it will be very helpful to have a good relationship." ”

His father looked at him in surprise, thought of driving, turned his gaze back, and scolded with a smile: "Stinky boy, where did you learn this?"

"Li Zongwu's "Thick Black Learning", people have to have thick skin and black hearts, and put a long line to catch big fish. ”

When Father Han heard his son's words, his hand suddenly shook, and he pressed it to the grass on the side of the road before turning back, and said fiercely: "Phew, I'll burn that book when I go back, and your grandfather is really, why will he show you everything." ”

A little uneasy, he then asked, "What other books did he bring you?"

"The Art of War, The Thirty-Six Tales of China, Niccolò Machiali's The Monarch, Adam Smith's The Wealth of Nations, Stendhal's The Red and the Black, ......"

Xiao Han Xuan said that his face darkened a little, and finally couldn't help but speak: "Stop, stop, don't read it in the future, don't know it! The novel you wrote is not very good, children should read those, and the cartoon is not bad!"

"I'm not young, I'm seven years old. ”

“……”

The car stopped at the door of the house, and as soon as the mother wanted to greet them, she saw Han's father walking towards the house angrily.

Guo's mother squatted down, hugged her son and asked, "What's wrong with your father?"

Biting his lip and thinking about it, the boy spread his hands: "I just bought a wheat bushel for 7.2 dollars, maybe call my grandfather to report the good news!"

"Really, you look so angry. ”

"You're mistaken, he's happy. Xiao Han Xuan pulled his mother to the house: "By the way, an old man just blackmailed successfully"

There are some fish scales on the grass in the yard.

The boy turned his head to look around, but he didn't see the snapping turtle, probably because it was hot and had already returned to the lake.

The kitten occupies the owner's place and sleeps on the rocking chair.

Han Xuan walked over, closed its mouth in a funny way, and blocked its nose with his hand.

Fat Ding was immediately angry, shook his head and pushed the boy's hand away with his short legs, opened his mouth and meowed softly, indicating his dissatisfaction.

In a few seconds, the jerky was placed in front of it, and the fat man raised his eyebrows, jumped out of the chair and rubbed the boy coquettishly, his big furry tail whirling around.

McDull had been out crazy all day and had just come home. Old John had built a hut out of wood the other day, and placed it in the yard, with brown paint on the outside, and it looked very beautiful.

The mini donkey was also very satisfied with the filial piety of his subordinates, and at this time he walked up to Han Xuan and shook his body, signaled to help him clean up the hay, and walked towards the wooden house with his ass thrown at the end of the matter.

Everything in the new house is good, just to be waterproof and more than 20 centimeters high from the ground, which makes McDull very dissatisfied.

It has short and fat legs, and it takes a bit of effort every time it jumps up.

The sky is gradually dyed red by the setting sun, and the birds are beginning to return to their nests.

Old pudding is tired today.

The cowboys were short of manpower, so they dragged it to drive the herd, and thousands of cows shouted and drank, and its voice was almost hoarse.

The alpacas, in particular, surrounded him and tried to spit.

Fortunately, I hid quickly, and if I got the stench, I would have an aftertaste for a few days.

Dragging his tired body, the old pudding lay in front of the door and closed his eyes, waiting for dinner to come.

In the cabin, the mother is busy in the kitchen.

She brought back fresh sea fish from Billings, even steamed to taste.

On the couch are all kinds of bags, including new clothes for a family of three, and some Atlanta-specific peaches, which look very tempting.

Father Han was lying next to him and sighed for a long time, and he didn't even notice that his shoes were taken away by Fat Ding, needless to say, he must have been taught a lesson by the old man on the phone.

The smell of the food filled the air, and the pudding sniffed and looked at the door, whining and leaning down again, it seemed that it was almost time for dinner.

In the room not far away, Xiao Han Xuan was holding a letter and secretly smirked.