By the time I got home, the house had been almost cleaned and the pool was temporarily drying. Anfeng walked around the front and back yards, and was very satisfied with the thoughtful service of the housekeeping company, the whole house was cleaned like this, it looked new, and it was comfortable to look at, and the fly in the ointment was the charging problem.

Cutting down trees alone costs $1,000, no wonder they all say that American labor is expensive, that is, sawing two trees in the backyard with a chainsaw, and in less than an hour, the $1,000 is gone, plus other services, he signed a check for $4,000 at the end.

"They're openly robbing!" An Feng sat on the newly bought sofa and sighed.

Joanna was not surprised at all and said: "If you stay for a long time, you will find that the male owner of every household is very good at these trivial tasks, weeding, building Huaping, repairing household appliances, etc., not that they know much, but that the labor cost is high." ”

"Looks like I'm going to have to study hard in the future." An Feng wrote it down in the small notebook.

Joanna said, "You're so careful. ”

"Thanks for the compliment." An Feng learned the self-confidence of the Americans, "By the way, except for the general cleaning, I think this place is a little cleaner, I also want to raise a dog, buy a few horses, you also see that there is a small 20-acre horse farm below, it is really a waste to be empty." What do you recommend? ”

Joanna thought for a moment and said, "I can take you to the city tomorrow to buy a dog." As for raising horses, I have seen your environment there, the quality of the sand is average, fortunately there is less gravel, and the horse's hooves are less damaged when running, and it is generally okay, but there is no large horse market in this vicinity. ”

Listening to Joanna is quite professional, but An Feng rarely rides horses on formal occasions in China, that is, seeing that there is a stable here, it is just a whim. "You don't have to be so professional, I just want to buy a few horses to play around, and you can see that the scale of the venue here is too small."

"Oh, in that case, I'll help you pay attention to the sales information around you, you can't rush to buy a horse." Joanna said.

The next day, An Feng and Joanna set off.

An Feng went to a ** store in the city, he took a turn, ** there are many types of dogs, but few of them meet his standards, he wants a medium and large dog, smart, preferably a hunting dog, such as De Mu and the like, but the only thing here is a second-class husky.

An Feng said his thoughts to Joanna, who was teasing the ** thing. Without saying a word, she took An Feng to Orbisburg. This time it was a little further away, but after arriving it proved that the hard work was not in vain, the famous hunting dogs are sold, and there are some fierce fighting dogs such as Argentine Dogo, American Pit, etc.

An Feng chose two pedigree certified flat-haired itinerant hounds, only a few months old, black, characterized by intelligence, calmness, not aggressive, although not suitable for home care, but strong, easy to train, able to hunt in fields, forests and other places, good at tracking, etc.

The store offered a price of two thousand dollars each, and suggested that An Feng train it as a hunting dog, emphasizing that it was not a **thing dog that was held in his arms and slept on **, and his tone was reluctant. An Feng said that he would keep them in the vineyard and use them to fight with rats, and then the two sides would make a good deal.

Bringing home two puppies that are easily mistaken for "black golden retrievers" in China, after thinking about it, they named them "Erjo" and "Facai", and then suffered from Joanna's merciless contempt, she had spent time in Hong Kong, and knew the reading of the quintessence of China, so she heard the vulgarity inside.

An Feng scratched his head, he really didn't have much ability to choose a name, and after thinking about it for a long time, he finally changed it, called "Pippi" and "Dandan" respectively, both Chinese and English are easy to pronounce, Joanna listened to it a few times, saw that he was really hard, and finally voted in favor.

Pippi and Dan Dan have been weaned, usually just feed a little dog food, when An Feng has nothing to do, he likes to drive a quad bike the most, put the two little guys in the hanging frames on the left and right, and drive them to run wild on the dirt road, from the mountain to the mountain, rolling up a cloud of smoke and dust.

After enough trouble, it is time to patrol your territory.

If the area of the vineyard is compared to a square, then its side length is about 1.2 kilometers, which belongs to the category of "tired walking, too fast driving", and all-terrain vehicles just make up for these shortcomings. Occasionally, he would drive along the edge of the vineyard and use a hammer to repair crooked stakes.

This garden, as well as other nearby vineyards, grows mostly Cabernet Sauvignon. He wanted to taste the taste, but the grapes were still ripe, and John Sr. said that even if Cabernet Sauvignon was ripe, it was not suitable for eating, because it was used to make wine.

An Feng followed the wheel prints to keep up with the workers, who usually use a pickup truck or all-terrain vehicle to tow the mobile toilets. If not, you can't imagine running a kilometer with a soak of urine. An Feng also bought two second-hand pickup trucks for the workers afterwards.

Workers are busy trimming or tending the vines to orient themselves so that mechanical harvesting will reduce the rate of grape loss. An Feng followed behind, and also asked some questions about fertilizer, water irrigation, etc. Not to mention, the professional background is different, and the question is particularly tricky.

After doing this, he returned to the front of the house where the workers lived, where farm machinery and fertilizer were piled up, and the land in the front yard had been specially cultivated to grow some vegetables, with tomatoes being the majority. He parked his car and walked into the utility room and came out with a few packets of fertilizer.

In addition to enjoying life, he is also thinking about making some money by the way, although there are more than eight million in the bank, which seems to be a lot, but if you really want to consume it, you can't even afford a plane. Selling diamonds, before figuring out whether it is natural or artificial, is a bit painful.

He put his idea on plant fertilizer, and the last time he was rejected in China, he was not discouraged, and when he met someone who knew the goods, he would definitely make a lot of money by selling it.

Jessie, a female worker in the vineyard, drove back to get her things, and saw An Feng standing in the sun, staring at a bag of fertilizer in his hand, and two black puppies chasing him, biting his trouser leg, and couldn't help but smile and ask, "Hey, boss, what are you doing?" ”

An Feng saw Jessie dressed as a cowgirl, thinking that she should know better than himself, so he walked over and asked, "Do you know how to translate the abbreviations of these ingredients?" ”

Jessie took the fertilizer bag and looked at it: "This is for fertilizing tomatoes, it should be a nitrogen and phosphorus compound, right?" What do you think this is for? ”

"I'm curious." An Feng said with a smile, the cowgirl didn't believe it, so he had to say: "Okay, I used to study in college. ”

"Oh, you're amazing." Jessie understood, "Boss, there's something just looking for you. ”

"What's the matter?"

Jessie pointed to a road in the vineyard, "Our neighbors, the Burleys, want to pass through this way, and I'm just about to talk to you about it." ”

An Feng glanced at the car she was driving and said, "Let's talk while we walk." ”

Listening to Jessie's explanation, it turned out that the Burley family's convoy encountered a blockage at the other end, because there happened to be a family unloading goods, and they couldn't get through, and if they wanted to take the other side, they had to take a long detour, and the fastest was the dirt road of Anfeng Vineyard, but they couldn't trespass without the owner's permission.

He meets the Burleys that Jessie said of him at the edge of the vineyard.

"Hello Mark Bury!" The other party who greeted him was a white man in his early fifties, dressed as a typical cowboy, with a plaid shirt, a round-brimmed hat and jeans, a burly figure, and a very strong handshake. Ann, nice to meet you! ”

Mark said, "Mr. Ann, I would like to drive from this road in your vineyard, three cars, two round trips, is that okay?" ”

"No problem. Is three cars enough? I can help here. An Feng said.

The old cowboy smiled: "Thank you for your understanding, three cars are enough, because loading is quite time-consuming!" Well, you're not like the owner of the last vineyard, the stingy Yankees, who overemphasized the inviolability of private interests! Old John says you're a good man, I think you're like a cowboy! ”

An Feng has the name of "cowboy".

He stood at the exit and watched for a while, and the three cars drove over with some machinery, looking like they were going to be used on the farm, An Feng didn't ask much. After a while, Henry, the son of the old cowboy, came up and greeted him—the way the young man did, and slammed his fist.

"Feng, are you from China?" Henry asked curiously.

"Yes." An Feng nodded.

"Do you know Chinese kung fu?" Henry asked.

"A little bit." An Feng saw the curiosity in Henry's eyes, he learned a little grappling when he was a child, and he took a martial arts major in college, right?

“COOL！” Henry struck a messy fighting stance, "I love it, Kung Fu!" Bruce lee! 'Suit'! ”

An Feng read it silently in his heart a few times, and only then did he figure out the meaning of the last word "master".

"Sushi, can you teach me a little kung fu?" Henry asked.

"Aha, this ......" An Feng scratched his head, where is the material for his "suit", and was thinking about how to refuse Henry, when there was another voice behind him.

"I also want to see Chinese kung fu!" This time it was Joanna's voice, who walked with sunglasses stuck in her nose and a Labrador on her hand.

"Me too!" The voice was uttered by Henry's sister Mary, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old high school student, and Henry glared at her: "Don't mess with me!" ”

Under everyone's expectations, An Feng had no choice but to take them back to his home.

He thinks back to the kung fu movies he watched when he was a child, thanks to the robot brain, which extracts memories and simulates the process, repeating it in his mind like a movie, he just needs to follow the sequence of punches and kicks, and a beautiful one-man martial arts scene is presented.

Several young people were dumbfounded, and after a few seconds, applause rang out.

An Feng accepted everyone's applause with a weak heart, fortunately he has a bit of martial arts foundation, otherwise he would have beaten up and become a monkey to disgrace himself, not to mention that he would lose the face of his compatriots, and he would be a sinner through the ages. He breathed a sigh of relief, and then went to instruct Henry, who was a little like him.

It is still very difficult for foreigners to learn kung fu well, because of the different conceptual environment, and because An Feng has no patience to teach, he was very enthusiastic on the first day, and after getting familiar with each other on the second day, he also used various English abbreviations, and on the third day, he simply moved his fingers, the fourth day, and the fifth day......

Until one day, An Feng downloaded a "Kung Fu Cheats" to Henry.

After many days of hearing and seeing, Henry has come to understand that the "secret book" is the culprit that caused the bloody storm in the rivers and lakes, just like the magic ring that appeared in the world of Middle-earth.

Henry copied the video to the computer, cleaned the room, changed into a Chinese practice uniform bought from Ebay, and stared at the screen intently with excitement. A melodious, sonorous voice sounded along with the trumpet music: the eighth set of national middle school student radio gymnastics - the times are calling......