Taking advantage of Zhang Chi's change of boots, the shopkeeper asked, "Where did I buy the ranch?" ”

Zhang Chi said: "Near Amber Town".

The shopkeeper was a little curious after hearing this, so he asked, "Is there a small ranch for sale over there during this time?" ”

"A small piece of the original lion ranch was divided," Zhang Chi said.

"Oh, that's where it is," the shopkeeper understood, but then asked, "You're at the foot of that mountain, aren't you?" ”

Zhang Chi smiled: "Definitely, where can I buy it elsewhere."

The shopkeeper smiled: "It's already great, it's only how old you can buy your own ranch."

Owning a ranch in his twenties, no one can say that Zhang Chi's child is not motivated.

Zhang Chi smiled when he heard this, put on his shoes and stood up, stepped on the ground twice, and felt that the shoes on his feet were quite suitable, so he was ready to pay.

"Do you want to buy something else, I have a bridle here, a saddle ......," the shopkeeper introduced.

Zhang Chi smiled: "I haven't bought my horse yet."

"Then you have to buy it, and now there are a few saddles that are still made on horseback, all of them are machine-made saddles, and we don't produce them anymore, all of them are handed over to those children's sweatshops in Chenzhen, and the Americans are getting lazy now...... shopkeeper said.

Zhang Chi couldn't help but smile when he heard this, and he didn't refute it, generally Americans think that the goods they use now from China are all produced by factories employing child labor, which is the propaganda of the American media to smear China.

It's just that they don't know that if you build a factory in Chenzhen now, the cost of factory land alone can scare a large number of Americans to death.

A one-square-meter house in the Special Administrative Region is almost comparable to that of New York, where the children's factory is located? Funny.

However, Zhang Chi didn't want to explain, but some people's temperament was too strong, and it was difficult to reverse their thoughts, and if they wanted to reverse a person's inherent thinking, Zhang Chi had no time and no leisure.

Zhang Chi tried it before, but he offended people with a red face and a thick neck.

"I'll buy it if it's not expensive, if it's too expensive, I can't afford it now," Zhang Chi said with a smile.

"The machine saddle is the price everywhere you go, it can't be expensive," said the shopkeeper.

Zhang Chi thought to himself, then take a look.

So the shopkeeper asked, "What kind of horse are you going to buy?" The ranch is generally a quart, and there are some flower horses, my advice is that if you buy a horse, buy a quart, suitable for ranching, and don't buy the kind with a pedigree certificate, that thing is useless except for deceiving you two dollars, if you want to buy it, you can buy it from the ranch, and if you want the ranch cowboy to adjust better, it is generally more than four hundred dollars a horse, but don't go to the economic people, the most unreal thing is these people, all of them are vampires......".

Zhang Chi knows that the owner's suggestion is quite reliable, there are many horse breeds in the United States, so let's say that you can find almost all the horse breeds in the world in the United States, but the horses that are really suitable for ranching, Quart wants to say second, then it is estimated that other horse breeds are embarrassed to say that they are the first.

There are generally only a few kinds of horses used in nearby pastures, such as quart, American riding horses, flower horses, and Morgan horses, and the most important ones are the first two.

"Quart, I'm going to raise calves on the ranch," Zhang Chi said.

The shopkeeper listened and directly picked a saddle for Zhang Chi.

"You can take it back and try it, and if it doesn't fit, you can exchange it, as long as it doesn't break or have obvious scars," said the shopkeeper.

Zhang Chi took a look at the saddle on his hand, the brown leather, and the front bridge with a huge head on it, which is the most obvious sign of the grazing saddle, and the usual riding saddle is a decoration.

The saddles are very ordinary, and there is nothing to pick, just like the shopkeeper said, they are all machine-made saddles, and the size regulations are almost the same.

The quality of the goods coming from the assembly line is cheap, and if you want to think about it, it is not suitable.

As for handmade saddles, almost all of them are custom-made, and the price? Thousands to tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands, if you want to choose, you have to ask how deep your pocket is.

Anyway, Zhang Chi is still reluctant to pay this money to customize this thing.

If you have a saddle, you have to get one, and if you have a sweat pad, do you have to get one for the bridle head?

Originally, Zhang Chi came to buy a pair of shoes, but in the end, he spent more than 300 US dollars in the store.

The shopkeeper accepted Zhang Chi's money with a smile, then turned around and picked up a hat from the hat rack next to him and handed it to Zhang Chi: "This is a gift!" ”

Zhang Chi glanced at the hat and didn't dare to reach out to take it, because the color of the hat made him a little scared.

"What's wrong?"

Zhang Chi smiled and stretched out his finger to the hat: "This color is not a good hat color in our culture."

The shopkeeper casually gave Zhang Chi's hat that was green and called a Zheng'er, the light green one was like a spring prairie, the green one was so vibrant, and the green one was so open.

Green is very jumpy and beautiful, this is the American opinion, but for us Chinese, there are a few people who are not afraid of this color card.

Hearing Zhang Chi's explanation, the shopkeeper leaned back with a smile, apologized to Zhang Chi repeatedly, and then changed Zhang Chi into a gray hat.

"I'm sorry, I don't know, there's nothing wrong with gray, right?" The shopkeeper said.

Zhang Chi smiled and took it on his head and tried it, thinking that the hat was not bad, so he nodded.

There are generally two kinds of hats when cowboys are working, one is the cowboy hat common in movies, and the other is the baseball cap that Zhang Chi wears now, the brim is longer than the general baseball cap, which can block some more sunlight when working.

took the things out of the door, threw the things into the back bucket, Zhang Chi drove the car to the uncle's house to have a meal, and only after eating did he drive back to his ranch.

After arriving in Amber Town, Zhang Chi did not go directly to the ranch, but went to the small bar in the town.

There's a small parking lot next to the bar, and there's no markings or signs, but you know it's a parking lot right away.

Stopping the car, Zhang Chi came to the door and gently pushed open the small door, this bar style has a sense of age, the small door is like two small short doors, one on the top and one on the bottom, common in westerns, and now bars in the city are generally not so playful.

When I opened the door and walked in, I found that the bar was not very large, about seventy or eighty square meters, an L-shaped long bar counter, several round tables, and a jukebox in a corner of the room.

The walls are all wood-colored, and there are some classic western movie pictorials on the walls.

Behind the bar, there was now a white woman about forty or fifty years old, wiping her wine glass, and when she saw Zhang Chi coming in, she asked, "What do you want to drink?" ”

The voice was flat, not very enthusiastic.

But usually this kind of bar is like this, with an expression that you can't come, and greeting you like this today is already relatively warm.

"A bottle of beer"

Zhang Chi said.

After speaking, Zhang Chi sat directly next to the bar, took the beer, and drank it slowly.

"Haven't seen you before".

The woman asked at Zhang Chi.

"I just moved here and bought a small ranch here," Zhang Chi introduced himself.

As soon as she heard Zhang Chi say this, the woman knew who Zhang Chi was and which ranch she bought.

The reason is actually very simple, there is also a ranch for sale in the vicinity in the past six months, although it is divided into several pieces, but the person who buys another ranch will not have a temperament like Zhang Chi.

Zhang Chi knew at a glance that there was no money, not that the rich people here were quite public, but even if the Lion Ranch was divided and sold, except for the one that Zhang Chi bought, the other prices were two to three million dollars.

And most of those who spend so much money on ranches at once do not make a living from running ranches, but mostly for vacations or other purposes.

These people can make money in any way, but they don't live on ranches.

And now Zhang Chi's body obviously can't smell the smell of rich people.

I have to say that the eyes of people who work in bars are vicious.

"Kimberly"

The woman stretched out her hand at Zhang Chi.

Zhang Chi shook hands with the woman: "Zhang Chi! ”

"What is your ranch going to be used for?" Kimberly saw that this person had settled down in the town, and would be her guest from now on, so she began to have nothing to say.

"I'm going to raise cattle," Zhang Chi said.

"It's not easy to keep cattle right now," Kimberly said.

Kimberly means that in recent years, cattle raising has not been too profitable.

Zhang Chi also knows that as ranches become more and more corporatized and large-scale, small ranches will become less and less advantageous in market competition.

Large ranches can raise tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands, of cattle at one time, so the cost is naturally lower than that of small ranches, which is a normal phenomenon.

Small ranches also have a countermeasure, that is, to go high-quality, to take differentiation, in short, there are big benefits, small has a small way of living.

"Let's try it," Zhang Chi said.

Hearing Zhang Chi say this, Kimberly didn't say anything more.

Zhang Chi opened his mouth: "Is there anyone nearby who has horses for sale, I want to buy a horse for ranching, Quart horse, no pedigree certificate is required, the only requirement is not to be too old about six or seven years old, to be trained well."

After living in Folsen for more than ten years, Zhang Chi still has a certain understanding of horses, although he is not very good at riding, but he knows what kind of horse he is suitable for at such a level.

If a junior brother picks a horse, it must be the kind of divine horse that is incomparable, and most of the people will choose a white horse because it is handsome.

But people who have a certain amount of riding experience will pick a horse that suits their figure, because it is too tall and tall, you may feel handsome and compelling to ride at first, but climb the back of a horse a few times, especially for a person of Zhang Chi's height, you will know how much effort it takes.

And Zhang Chi doesn't think he has the ability to train a horse, and can train the horse very well, a pony let the current Zhang Chi train, it is estimated that it is no different from looking for death.

This is not a joke, it is not an exception to be killed by a horse, this kind of thing is common, Zhang Chi doesn't want to ignore his own life because he wants to be handsome.

"Then I'll help you ask".

The taverns in the town, in addition to drinking, are also responsible for delivering news, such as who wants to buy something, or wants to buy something, the number is too small or the nearby people must have it, usually leave a letter here.

The matter had been done, and Zhang Chi decided to leave after drinking.

To be honest, Zhang Chi doesn't like bars very much, firstly, he doesn't drink often, and secondly, this place is usually noisy.

Zhang Chi prefers a quieter place.

Just as he was about to put down the bottle and leave, the small door of the bar was pushed open again.

Zhang Chi heard the voice and subconsciously looked at the door.

Coming in was a lean old cowboy in his fifties and sixties, wearing a gray cowboy hat that was some years old and the brim was a little worn out.

The old cowboy's face is very thin, and the most outstanding thing on the whole face is a thick mustache, his eyes are very sharp, his expression is very serious, and there is no smile on his whole face.

He was wearing a gray plaid thick shirt with a dark brown waistcoat over it, jeans on the bottom, which were about to fade after washing, and a pair of light brown half-high-top riding boots on his feet.

The old cowboy glanced at Zhang Chi, came to the bar, took off his hat and put it on the bar, sat down firmly and crossed his hands, lowered his head slightly, and his eyes fell on the bar, as if there was something beautiful here.