CHAPTER XXVII
Jessie Chou looks at the sheep here, not to mention the many species, and the appearance is also different. Some have pure white bodies, while others have black feet, black mouths, and black ears. "Hey, man, what kind of sheep is this, it doesn't look like them."
Atwood glanced at it and said to Jesse Chou, "This kind of sheep with black feet, black mouths and black ears, we all commonly call it 'black-faced sheep'." ”
Jessie Chou looked at the sheep and nodded his head to indicate that he knew, "It's really appropriate, hehe." The call is very vivid, very good. Jessie Chou said to himself. He looked at the sheep again, "Sheep, you can do it, I take care of you, eat it well." Zhou Jesse said such unbounded words in Chinese to the sheep.
What do you think about it, it's so strange.
Well, Jessie Chou really took a fancy to it, "I haven't eaten mutton for so long, and I've eaten a lot of beef now." But mutton...... Ah" Jessie Chou couldn't help licking his tongue when he thought of this, and swallowed saliva unconsciously in his throat.
The sheep, who was leisurely grazing, felt a cold air drifting through for no reason, and even the thick wool couldn't stop it, and he couldn't help but shiver. Maybe it was sensed, and with bad intentions, the sheep stopped grazing here, and hurriedly ran back to the place where there were more sheep.
Although the weather is already hot now, I am still at home with the air conditioner on. When the temperature gets colder, it must feel good to eat sheep again. As for the electricity bill, my brother can tell you, "Child, brother is not bad for money, do you understand?" And I don't need electricity bills, I have a full solar system, and there is a lot of electricity. ”
Seeing the sheep that ran away after thinking for a while, Jessie Chow thought to himself, "This sheep will also know the strategy of a water ghost, run to a place where there are many sheep, and stay with the sheep, so that the chance of killing himself is small." "It's all fine, so smart.
Further ahead, there are large patches of green grass scattered with large areas of little lambs, not crowded, no fighting, no tea poison, talking about love, and you are very good. The mountains are full of pastures, and the mountains are full of cattle and sheep. These cattle and sheep are truly natural-range, live on pastures all year round, and live in a jealous environment.
At this time, Hou Zhou Jiexi could already see the farm personnel grazing cattle and sheep, and the two cowboys were riding on horses, and the vigorous horseback riding movements made Zhou Jiexi envious. There are not many cattle and sheep in this herd, but in the past, the old man of Bard deliberately herded some sheep here in order to look good.
So the work here is still very leisurely, and the environment on the other side of the river is still very different. So the herding studios here do it in shifts, so that it doesn't get unbalanced for the cowboys who work.
"Hey boss, hey old Hunter." The two cowboys also saw the two coming, and rode over to greet them.
Looking at the two people who were galloping over, Jessie Chou was a little envious. A faint jealousy permeated his heart, and he had no choice but to increase the horsepower of the motorcycle. Enlarge, brake, enlarge, brake. It's a pretending to be forced, but it makes the two cowboys stunned.
"Sith, what is the boss doing?" Pan looked at Sith with a questioning look on his face, and asked with a puzzled face.
"I don't know, how smart you are, think about it." The Sith didn't understand either.
"Hey guys, hello. It makes me feel good to see you, and when I see a herd of sheep and cows, there's an Atwood by my side, and you don't know how lonely I am. Jessie Chou concealed his cautious eyes and pretended to find a topic to say.
Pan and Sith are a little helpless, they seem to be two people, and they see cattle and sheep every day. "But we don't feel that lonely. Strange? And when I was with Sith (Pan), chatting and looking at the clouds, I didn't feel bored.
"Is it?" He won't ''I won't treat him'. Oh my God. Pan and Sith suddenly thought of a piece of land this time. The two stole another glance at each other. "Ah" "Ah" screamed in his heart, and quickly staggered his eyes.
Suddenly, the atmosphere was a little strange, and a faint embarrassment permeated.
"Hey, guys? What's wrong with you guys? "Jessie Chou doesn't know what happened to him. Just looked at the two of them questioningly, and the person who seemed to be suddenly stunned asked.
"Yes, boss, I'm so lonely." The two of them said the same sentence without thinking.
"What do you learn from me?" It's still the same together.
"Wow, guys, you guys have a tacit understanding, you can't be ......" Jessie Chou looked at the two people who were a little funny, and said funny.
"It's not." Or two people together.
"Boss, there's a lamb running away from me, I'm going to catch it back." The Sith thought that he was getting out of here quickly, and the atmosphere was a little strange now. "If I have time, I still have to talk to Pan, I like women.
"Boss, I'll take a look at the cattle over there." Pan also wanted to leave. "I didn't expect this Sith to be so powerful that I fell into his gentle trap unconsciously. I'm good for both men and women, but, Sith, I can only say I'm sorry to you, I'm too familiar with you.
Well, Jessie Chou was a little confused, turned his head to Atwood and said, "What's going on?" “
Atwood couldn't figure it out, usually Pan was the one who talked the most, and although the Sith was a little dull, it was really a bit weird to behave today.
"I don't know, maybe the cows and the sheep are in trouble." That's all Atwood can say, and he doesn't know what else you can say if you call him.
"Oh, well, let's go to the cowshed. It's pretty much the same here. Jesse Chou said.
"Yes, Boss Haode." Atwood said.
Jessie started the motorcycle, but suddenly stopped again. His eyes were full of excitement and he looked over there.
Atwood thought that the boss was going to have another convulsion because of Jessie Chou's trick again.
"Atwood, look, look, that's a mythical beast, a grass mud horse. You see, you see it. Jessie Chou said excitedly to Atwood.
"Grass mud horses?" Atwood, learning Jesse's words in a broken pronunciation. "Boss, is this your Celestial Empire's translation of alpacas?
"Alpacas? You say it's an alpaca? Isn't this a domestic mythical beast? Jesse Zhou became excited, and all he said was the words of the Celestial Empire. Atwood said that he couldn't understand a word, and looked at Jesse Chou helplessly.