Stepping on the horse's back, Zhang Chi lightly knocked the horse's belly, and the horse stepped off and trotted lightly.

After running around the fence, Zhang Chi understood why Kimberly said that Mason's equestrian skills were very high, and at this time he also believed Kimberly a little, Mason, an old cowboy, used to be an excellent trainer.

Because this horse training is so good, as long as a slight command the horse can clearly receive it, and make movements according to your ideas.

Zhang Chi's equestrian skills are not very good, but there are many people who follow the uncle to his drinking friend's house, so he still has a certain understanding of horse nature, and he is not a novice who rides horses.

Of course, there is no equestrian skill to talk about, and Zhang Chi's riding skills cannot reach the edge of equestrianism, he is an ordinary rider, and the horse needs to be able to resolutely carry out his orders, and there will be no resistance to the reins.

The horse he stepped on now was obviously carefully tuned, and Zhang Chi's orders with two knives could be executed very well, and it was also very comfortable to play waves on horseback.

The so-called waves, the average person may not know, in fact, refers to the movement of people with the movement of the horse when riding a horse, with the movement together, when the ups and downs of the person can fully fit the horse movement, both the person and the horse will be very comfortable.

Zhang Chi can feel comfortable, and it is obvious that the work of the teacher is quite in place.

"That's it".

Zhang Chi rode around and dismounted in front of Mason.

The first thing you say when you get off the horse is that you want the horse.

Mason didn't say much, and nodded directly, indicating that he knew.

"However, I don't have any money with me now, and after I withdraw the money tomorrow, I'll come back to pick up the horse, what do you think?" Zhang Chi asked.

Zhang Chi really doesn't have much money on him today, yes, generally speaking, Zhang Chi always has a little money on him, but today's little money has been almost looted by the owner of the harness supply store, and he now has enough money to buy a popsicle on the side of the road.

Mason stretched out his hand: "Deposit".

Zhang Chi was a little embarrassed, it was also a reasonable requirement for people to ask for a deposit, so they couldn't order other people's horses by themselves, so they left without anything.

However, Zhang Chi also had a way, stretched out his hand and pointed to the saddle on the horse's back and said: "Put these here first, and then take them away when I bring the money over."

When Mason heard this, he also withdrew his hand.

That's it, the two men gave this matter a refreshing moment, and then Zhang Chi returned to the ranch, and Old Mason opened the door for Zhang Chi, and after closing the gate, he rode on his horse and came to the bar again.

In the same position, the same wine, Mason who sat down was still drinking, while injecting his eyes into the counter of the bar.

At this time, the bar was already full, and five or six cowboys in their thirties and forties were drinking wine and talking about the mountains, from national events to which girls on TV were beautiful.

Men everywhere are similar, and current affairs and women are always the most important topics in their lives.

"Mason, I heard that we have a Chinese here?"

A bearded cowboy asked, pouring wine.

Mason didn't look back, just nodded slightly.

At this time, another cowboy said: "Chinese learn mathematics and can be doctors, but running a ranch and hearing that they also have to raise cattle, why do I think it's so funny?" ”

The cowboy's words caused a burst of laughter from the cowboys around him.

"I don't think it will take two years for the Chinese to cry and put the ranch on the market again."

Hahahaha!

"Two years, I think one year is enough, how deep can I buy that ranch pocket? After raising a cow for a year and half of the cows dead, he will have to walk bare-bottomed."

"A year? I think it's about the same."

A group of cowboys laughed.

Neither Kimberly nor Mason were smiling at the moment, one of them was quietly working, the other was quietly drinking the wine in their hands, as if the malicious ridicule of the cowboys next to them could not arouse their interest.

"He bought your horse?"

Mason nodded: "Bought one".

"Does he know how to ride a horse?"

Mason said at this time: "I can ride, and my riding skills are average."

"When is it time to find him to compare riding".

"Didn't you bully him and just want to see him fall off his horse?"

"I haven't seen a Chinese fall off a horse, and I don't know if the fall is the same as ours."

A burst of laughter ensued.

"Why don't we block it? Kimberly, Kimberly, make a note on your little blackboard, I bet on a year's time, and in a year's time that the Chinese will have to get out! I'm betting ten dollars! Who else wants to bet? ”

"I want to bet, also ten dollars, betting that this Chinese will put the ranch on the list in half a year."

Another cowboy yelled.

"I still think two years, fifteen dollars"

Five or six cowboys pressed the bet one after another.

Kimberly turned around and wrote a line on the small blackboard hanging next to her, marking the bet and the initials of the money presser underneath.

It's a common occurrence in small bars in the country, where these people are almost always pressing, but of course the main thing is the ball game, and every time there is a big game, something like this happens in the bar where the cowboys gather.

However, if someone wants to press such a small bet, no one will press a large bet, and even if someone wants to press, the owner of the bar will not let it, because a large amount is gambling.

It's okay in certain states, but it's illegal here, and if Kimberly dares to do that, the tax police will definitely teach Kimberly a good lesson.

Mason opened his mouth at this time: "Kimberly, give me a bet of ten dollars, I think that Chinese can survive for two years."

Mason's voice stunned the cowboys in the bar.

"Do you think he'll make it through two years?"

Someone thought it was a little strange and asked, "He used to work on the ranch?" ”

Kimberly explained: "I heard him say he hadn't worked on a ranch before."

"I won't work on a ranch, and I don't have a cowboy on my body," Mason said.

Everyone works on the ranch, or they have been growing up on the pasture, and the people who work must have different hands than people in other occupations.

"How can you be sure he'll survive two years?"

Some cowboys don't understand it anymore.

Mason said: "I just think that life always has to be a little surprised, a Chinese opening a ranch is originally a surprise, who knows if he can make this surprise bigger?" ”

In fact, Old Mason is not optimistic about Zhang Chi, but he doesn't like these cowboys who open their mouths to speak foul language, specifically the current two tables of cowboys.

A group of people who work for others on the ranch actually look down on a rancher who can get hundreds of thousands of dollars to buy a ranch, and these people have no more brains than monkeys estimate.

Mason felt that most of his money might be gone, but he just didn't like these people in his heart.

Zhang Chi, who returned home at this moment, didn't know that he had become someone else's bet now, but even if he knew, Zhang Chi wouldn't care.

Because a newcomer, when he arrives in a new group, he will definitely hear some crazy words, this is the same everywhere, Zhang Chi lived in the countryside when he was a child, and in some villages, it is not new for the big surname to bully the small surname, and now it's just that these cowboys are making fun of themselves.

At the same time, Zhang Chi also understands that everyone in the United States discriminates against everyone, but the only one who does not discriminate against rich people, as long as you make money here, then you have to stand aside for any race.

For Zhang Chi, the most powerful counterattack to the malice of these cowboys is not to fight with them, but to run his ranch well and make money is the biggest humiliation.

Zhang Chi, who got home, took out his notebook and continued to flip through the information on the Internet, because he was going to buy cattle next.

If there are no cattle in a cattle pasture, can it still be called a pasture?

Flipping through the pages, Zhang Chi turned to a useful piece of information, that is, in a few days, there will be an auction in the town almost two hours away from Amber.

It's not a special cow auction, but a mess of everything, including cows, sheep, horses, and even some piglets.

After Zhang Chi saw the message, he took the paper and notes, and made a mark on his mobile phone, waiting for that day to go over and take a look.

Zhang Chi was about to read the next one, when he suddenly found that his mobile phone was ringing.

When I picked it up, I found that it was an unfamiliar number, so I hung up directly, there are a lot of phone scams here, and it is generally not a familiar phone number, Zhang Chi passed it directly.

Who knew that this person was still a tough temper, and after hanging up a few times in a row, the phone was still non-stop.

Zhang Chi looked at it, so he reached out and answered the phone.

"No, you don't!" Zhang Chi said.

Just as he was about to hang up the phone, a female voice came from the other end: "Wait a minute, you listen to me first."

"Whatever you say, I don't need it," Zhang Chi said.

"I have something serious to talk to you about, are you Mr. Zhang Chi?"

"Hmm!"

Zhang Chi didn't expect that this telecom fraud guy still knew his name, Guan Jian is Chinese pronunciation is quite similar to that thing, at least much better than Kimberly that George, George, Zhang Chi, this is clearly eight rods can not be beaten.

"I'm the manager of an outdoor store, and I want to ask you to be our spokesperson......."

The female voice on the other end of the line said.

The first thought that popped into Zhang Chi's mind was: What's the matter, telecom fraud has changed its routine now, what is this new routine? Spokesman? Is Lao Tzu's image a bird's words?

It's not that Zhang Chi has low self-esteem, but he has a deep understanding of his appearance, not to mention anything else, his height belongs to just past the extreme grid in China, not to mention that on the side of the United States, there are many tall guys on the road.

There are a lot of short people, but in terms of asking a spokesperson, short people may not be an advantage, right?

"Spokesperson? You're kidding, okay, you've been talking for a long time, I'm tired of listening, you save some saliva, I can also relax my ears, bye-bye! ”

"No, no! Otherwise, can I go to your side for an interview? The female voice on the other end of the phone was still anxious.

Zhang Chi said casually: "Okay, then you can come!" ”

Where does Zhang Chi believe this?

Throwing down the phone and continuing to scroll through the information on the Internet, the hope of filling the pasture with cattle now surpasses all else.