It was November, and at the beginning of November, the weather was clear, and Motak was lazily walking in his ranch.

His ranch is different from Wang Bo's Sunset Ranch in that it is divided into patches where different ages and different species of livestock live, but the largest of them is mixed farming.

There are both cattle and sheep in this area, of which the cattle are Angus, which are mainly black, interspersed with a few red ones. Sheep are goats, Boer goats.

Hundreds of cattle and sheep live together, they do not have contradictions, they honestly stay on their own territory, either eat grass or drink water, the atmosphere is very peaceful.

There are also many types of Angus cattle and Boer goats, as well as Simmental cattle and Romney sheep, but at a glance, you can see that there is a gap between these cattle and sheep.

Mixed Angus cattle and Boer goats have one thing in common: their shiny fur and bright color even if they are stained with dirt and weeds.

Also, there is a big gap between the two sides in terms of spirit, the same is eating quietly, Angus cows and Boer goats give Motak the feeling of being full of energy, especially when they walk, that kind of energetic appearance, which makes people feel comfortable.

Other cattle and sheep are not like this, they are like little white-collar workers working overtime for 48 hours in a row, listless, depressed, and some are even lifeless!

Before he had not brought in these cattle and sheep from Sunset Ranch at a high price, Motaq felt that his livestock in the ranch were in good condition, and there was really no harm if there was no comparison.

Although you are destined to be food, you must also be dignified in making food, and you can't be looked down upon by human beings.

Mottark shook his head vigorously.

"Man, did you take ecstasy-pills or what? I see you've been shaking your head at those brahmin cows for a while. A rough voice sounded.

Mottac looked back and saw a middle-aged white man with a big belly, dressed in a denim suit and a cowboy hat, dressed entirely as a rancher.

Of course, the man was a rancher, and Mottac greeted him and hugged him, smiling, "Vincent, my good fellow, why are you free?" ”

"Not only Vincent, but also me, and Keane, Burton, and Moses Sr." Another voice rang out, and a middle-aged man dressed as a rancher came through the door.

Mottak beckoned excitedly: "Ha, DeWitt, you bad guy, I haven't looked for you for stealing my lethal force last time, you dare to come to the door?" Say, what are you doing this time? What are you trying to steal from me? ”

"I'm not stealing your stuff this time, just to visit some, we heard that you have a good batch of cattle and sheep here?" DeWitt shook hands with him and said, "We want to see what these cattle and sheep look like." ”

Motark patted his arm and said, "Brother, I don't know who told you, but he has good news for you, come on, these Angus cattle and Boer goats, you can take a good look." ”

Four more ranchers came talking and laughing, and Motak beckoned them to look at the ranch, they were all connoisseurs, and they needed no introduction, and soon noticed the difference between the cattle and sheep.

The eldest, Moses, exclaimed, "My God, these cattle and sheep are in a very bad state!" Or do they seem to be happy? I don't know how to describe it, I've never seen anything like it anyway. ”

Motak said proudly, "Yes, guys, we have never seen such cattle or sheep. ”

He beckoned to a cowboy to come over, and the two pulled a Boer goat over, and he pulled the goat's fur apart, revealing the tight sheepskin inside.

"You can look at its health, look at its skin, look at its eyes, look at its teeth, and I bet you'll be surprised. And what surprises you the most is definitely the quality of its flesh! ”

"Elton, go, kill this goat, and I'll use it to entertain my old fellows at noon today." Motak said happily to the cowboy.

Cowboy Elton smiled all over his face: "Boss, can I get a piece of meat?" ”

"Of course, you're my good assistant, I'll give you a piece, and you can take a front leg."

The cowboy suddenly became excited, he whistled and led the sheep away, and the remaining ranchers looked at each other: "Motak, you guy is not a door-picker, can't your cowboy even eat meat?" ”

Mottark shrugged and said, "Let's go have an iced coffee first, and you'll know the answer when the lamb comes out." ”

De Witt said cautiously: "Don't tell me, the meat quality of these sheep is the same as that produced in Sunset Pasture!" ”

Mottark shook his head regretfully and said, "No, it's different. ”

Several ranchers breathed a sigh of relief.

Then Mottac added: "It's not much worse, at least it's certainly much better than the meat of ordinary sheep, I'll see you later." ”

A few ranchers entered the house, and Motak's wife prepared iced coffee, and they put their feet on the coffee table and blew on the coffee.

The ranchers talked about nothing more than which ranch was on fire, whose ranch went out of business, which ranch was stolen by a few cowboys, as well as the rancher's extramarital affairs, the weather in the South Island, the extent of changes in the price of beef and mutton in New Zealand, and so on.

Normally, these topics are enough for them to talk about for a day, but this time they are all careless, such as Keane and Bolton, two ranchers, who directly look outside, needless to say, they are waiting for the lamb.

In about an hour, Cowboy Elton brought in the cleaned lamb, lamb chops and lamb bones.

Seeing this, several ranchers rushed up to watch the mutton.

Their pasture produces beef and mutton every day, and the meat quality can be seen at a glance, the color, compactness, pattern, fat content, and muscle fiber density, the mutton in front of you is of the best level in these aspects, and it can even be said that it is superb.

"It's really good mutton." Moses picked up a lamb rib, looked at it, sniffed it, and finally couldn't help but sigh.

Waiting for lunch, the pork ribs are pan-fried, the hind legs are grilled, and the lamb bones are stewed in a pot of soup.

After these meats are served, Motak doesn't need to say hello, everyone is familiar with it, and they can eat it casually.

Bolton and DeWitt ate the fried lamb chops, while Moses chose a piece of roast meat, and their expressions changed as they ate the meat, and Mottac sat there proudly and smiled, "How is it, guys?" I've said it all, you'll be surprised! ”

Devit gulped down the lamb chops, and after eating a piece, he cut the roast lamb leg and sprinkled it with black pepper and stuffed it into his mouth, the juice flowed out of the corners of his mouth, and he hurriedly wiped it with his hands, and he was reluctant to waste a little gravy.

After all, Moses was calm and old, he put down the fork in his hand and said, "Okay, Motak, I admit that you earned it this time, help contact the Chinese mayor, I also want to get some good goods." ”

"Add me one."

"I certainly can't miss it."

"It seems that I can't buy a Ford Mustang, I have to buy Chinese cattle and sheep." (To be continued.) )