Merica wants to pick up the leak, and of course it is also a certain risk for her, who knows how big these bulls will grow? Lakh? If she pays 100,000 yuan, she doesn't need to gamble at all, and she can directly buy a good breeding bull.

One thinks the price is high, and the other has no intention of selling, so the business will naturally not be able to do it.

The business couldn't get started, so Merika returned home with Zhang Chi.

I made a cup of tea for Merica, and I used domestic tea leaves, the kind that cost more than ten yuan a bag.

It's not that Zhang Chi doesn't have a better tea, but Zhang Chi feels that this little lady always wants to take advantage of herself, and the good tea is a bit bad and splashes her own good tea.

Of course, for Zhang Chi, good tea is almost the kind that is bottled, more than 100 yuan a can.

No matter how good the tea is, it is not something he can know, what is Longjing before the rain, Biluochun and the like, his identity is limited to the level of drinking two sips sold in the supermarket.

As for the best big red robe, he couldn't drink it in front of him.

Merika didn't care, she didn't come to Zhang Chi to drink tea, she was actually curious, and wanted to come over to see how Zhang Chi raised his cows.

Originally, when she came, she just wanted to pass the time, anyway, now she is stupid at the airport when she goes back, so it is better to come here and pass the time.

Who knew that after coming, she was surprised by what she saw, most of the calves that were eliminated in her own pasture were actually fat and grew, and now she can't see that they are weak and thin before, and they are even stronger than the normal development of calves of the same age.

Merika knew that Zhang Chi must have been fed something, but unfortunately Zhang Chi was very tight-mouthed, at least in front of her little beauty.

Zhang Chi's mouth is not tight, there is a transparent gourd floating next to him, others can't see it, he can only see it himself, when he says this, people don't think it's strange that he is mentally ill.

Besides, we Chinese have an old saying that wealth is not exposed.

How many people have been killed because they have exposed their wealth?

So Zhang Chi won't say it, this is not keeping a secret, this is a special way to save his life! There can be no ambiguity at all.

Zhang Chi did not give special treatment because of Merika's identity, it was still a sofa under the porch, and the two of them each held a cup of tea while drinking tea while talking nonsense.

"The scenery of your ranch is good, quite poetic, and it is a little bit of picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, and you can see the feeling of Nanshan leisurely."

Merica took a sip of her tea and looked up at the white snow on the top of the mountain in the distance, like a white velvet hat buckled above the mountain peak under the clear sky.

The top of the snow-capped mountain, the green mountainside, the sky is clear and green, a few auspicious clouds stretch into thousands of images, the only test is human imagination, how many kinds of imagination you have, how many forms of clouds will give you.

Melika, who had read Chinese poetry, couldn't help but think of Tao Yuanming, who had read before.

Belch!

Zhang Chi's poems have long been returned to the teacher, and it is estimated that now the teacher sees him and listens to him talk about poetry and takes out the money from his pocket with tears in his eyes, and then begs Zhang Chi not to go outside and say that he is his teacher.

"Will you still Tao Yuanming?" Zhang Chi is a little strange, this American lady Pete's equestrian skills are better than herself, and her Chinese culture is also higher than herself.

This...... Is there any reason for this?

"I didn't understand it before, but as I get older, the more I can appreciate Chinese poetry," Merica said.

Without learning Chinese, Merica does not feel the beauty of Chinese, does not read Chinese poetry, does not understand the character and ideas of the Chinese, and does not understand the views and attitudes of the Chinese sages on life and the world.

In the past, Merika only learned Chinese to master a useful foreign language, but after learning it, she really liked the language and the culture.

When she saw a Chinese, she naturally wanted to talk about this culture, and of course, she had to get Zhang Chi's favor. Subconsciously, she felt that the little Chinese fat man in front of her had oil and water to dig up.

If nothing else, the craft of raising cattle is very good.

There is something to say: My sister-in-law is so beautiful, I have made up your friend.

For Merika now, you little fat man has a secret recipe for raising cows, and from now on you will be my friend.

Talk about ancient Chinese poetry with Zhang Chi.

It's a pity that Merica at this moment confirms a Chinese idiom: play the piano to the cow.

Zhang Chihui's poems, it is estimated that they are below the third grade of primary school, flying down 3,000 feet or something, although they don't think that Li Shangyin is an unpopular poet, but they are not much better.

Children like Merika from a family have no relationship with them happily education, and they have to learn several languages from an early age, in addition to dance, art, and sports.

Zhang Chi compares with her, forget it, don't compare, a delivery man born by happy education, a child of a family with elite education, not only at the social level, but also in terms of knowledge structure.

……

A string of ellipses indicates Zhang Chi's current state.

Talking about Chinese poetry with an American also lost, which made Zhang Chi feel a little headache.

"It's not early, I'm leaving, I'll come back next time to take a look, your cattle are really good."

Melika saw Zhang Chi's embarrassed appearance, and she was secretly happy in her heart, if she wasn't waiting to get on the plane, she wouldn't mind having a night talk with Zhang Chi.

I don't know how to drop, seeing Zhang Chi's face twisted into a chrysanthemum, Merika was happy for no reason, as if she had inserted a pair of wings into her little heart.

"Oh, okay! Have a safe trip! ”

Hearing that Merika was leaving, Zhang Chi felt relaxed for no reason, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh: This little girl is finally leaving, this person has no eyes at all, he doesn't want to take care of her anymore, and he talks endlessly!

Merica got into the car and stuck her head out of the window: "Goodbye! ”

"Goodbye!"

It's better never to see you again!

Zhang Chi smiled and squinted as Melika sent away.

When Merika disappeared from sight, Zhang Chi turned around and saw Chiyan Mountain, so he re-prepared the saddle and prepared to practice the difficult movements he had just seen.

Stop!

Zhang Chi almost made himself into a parabola!

Zig!

Zhang Chi was almost dragged away by Chiyan Mountain.

It's also thanks to the thick grass on the pasture, otherwise maybe Zhang Chi's life would have to be explained here today.

But Zhang Chi is not discouraged at all, this is a very plus point in Zhang Chi's character, that is, what he is determined to do must be strong.

It doesn't make sense that what Merica can do with a female face, he can't do with a man!

Practice is always the most boring, watching Merica work together and run smoothly, but how much Melica fell behind her back and how much sweat she left to do it, most people don't care.

They only care about the kind of handsomeness they see, the kind of skill that is beyond the imagination of most people.

Zhang Chi knows very well that how much sweat will have how much harvest, and even sweat may not be able to water the ideal flower.

But if you don't sweat and persevere, then there must be no gain.

Sweating may not be successful, but watering without sweat must not be successful.

As soon as he was on the equestrian bar, Zhang Chi forgot about the time, and practiced every day as long as he was free.

At this time, Cannon also ended his work on the previous ranch and came to Zhang Chi's ranch with all his belongings.

Arriving at the door, Cannon made a call to Zhang Chi.

"Boss! I'm at the door."

Canon said as he waited for the phone to go through.

"Come in! Come in yourself".

Zhang Chi replied.

So Cannon pushed open the gate, drove the car in, got out of the car and closed the gate, and drove his pickup truck in the direction of Zhang Chi's house.

Seeing Cannon coming, Zhang Chi warmly welcomed him, and deliberately watched Cannon's car come over on the small lawn at the door.

"Is that over there?" When Zhang Chi saw Cannon get out of the car, he immediately stepped forward with a smile, ready to shake Cannon's hand.

Looking at Zhang Chi's appearance, Cannon was taken aback.

"BOSS, what's wrong with you, did you fight with the brown bear on the mountain?"

Now Cannon saw Zhang Chi completely different from before, there were obviously a few abrasions on his face, and obvious injuries could also be seen on the back of his exposed arms and hands.

In Cannon's experience, working on the ranch is like this for the first time I've seen it at this age. If it weren't for the fight with the brown bear, he couldn't think of any kind of work on the ranch that could toss people like this.

"I'm practicing riding"

Zhang Chi said with a smile.

Belch!

"Riding practice?"

Cannon felt that his boss was riding a horse or a man, and if he were to ride a horse, it would be rare for him to be able to do this.

If it's a rider, it's a bit of a past.

The girl is not happy, you are ready to ride strongly, and in the end you have a grumpy girl, and you are scratched like this.

Well!

That makes sense!

As an old wage earner, a cowboy who drifts on the ranch, Cannon also has professional ethics, and knows that the boss's affairs have nothing to do with his dime, as long as he is paid on time, he is a good boss.

As for whether the boss is a rider or not, what does it have to do with him, not to mention that the rider is the boss who goes to Antarctica to ride penguins, as long as the salary is paid on time, he is a good boss!

"What's going on now?"

Cannon asked.

Zhang Chi scratched his head now, he has always asked for happiness education for cattle, that is, no matter if he doesn't ask, where do he know what else to do.

"See for yourself, now that you're here, I'll get you a horse, and we'll go to Mason's Horse Farm tomorrow morning to pick a horse for you."

If the cowboy is there, the ranch naturally has to add a horse, so you can't give Canon the Red Flame Mountain to ride, so what do you ride? You can't ride a big bull or a second tiger to practice equestrianism.

Cannon was also dumbfounded, it was the first time he had met the rancher who had let him watch it.

But thinking about it, Zhang Chi is also a novice, so I was relieved.

Cannon didn't think about any scheming, let alone bullying the novice boss, because he knew that he wouldn't play for a long time like this, they were all ranchers here, as long as Zhang Chi communicated with others, then any problems would be exposed.

Cannon's heart may not have any small ideas, he also wants to have a place to eat, and now it seems that Zhang Chi Ranch is an opportunity for him.

A rare opportunity.