When the gang left, Cannon smiled and said to Zhang Chi.

"BOSS, you're quite simply refused."

"What?" Zhang Chi couldn't figure out what Cannon meant, what did he refuse or not, and where did he do this.

Cannon laughed, "They want puppies born of dogs!" ”

"Then I really don't see it."

Zhang Chi really didn't think about this place, but even if he thought about it, he wouldn't necessarily agree, people would send it to you if they wanted it, isn't this a bad person, and now whether it is a big cow or a second tiger, there is no stupidity of a general Tibetan mastiff.

If Zhang Wu just sent it over, they asked for that Zhang Chi, maybe they would even send away the big cow and the two tigers, but now, then it's another story, if it's so big, it will catch rabbits to eat, and then their own pasture will have to live a lot in peace in the future.

Even if you want to send good things, you have to give them to make people feel that they owe you a favor, so simply send them, Zhang Chi will at least not do it.

"Get something, eat and get to work".

Zhang Chi thought for a moment, and the bales of straw left over from his ranch came to Cannon.

That's why Cannon came back.

The two of them had nothing to say, and after eating something, they continued to collect the bales.

The pasture was quiet for the next few days, and after Zhang Chi and Cannon had collected all the bales in the hay storehouse, Zhang Chi began to water the pasture.

Canon takes care of the cattle.

This time, Zhang Chi reduced the amount of gourd water by half, afraid that Cannon would see the growth of the pasture, just a small amount and many times, anyway, the result is always the same.

However, ten days after spraying, the grass in most parts of the pasture should be harvested again, although it is not as high as the grass harvested for the first time, but it has reached the standard of harvesting.

This time, Zhang Chi was much more shrewd, and directly ordered an autonomous harvesting baler, saving him and Cannon trouble.

Although the money is spent a little more, the effort is really saved, and this thing is automatically harvested and bundled and transported, the whole one-stop service, and it can be rotated continuously, and the unmanned machine naturally does not need to rest, even if it is stopped for maintenance, it is only a matter of twenty or thirty minutes.

In just three days, all the grass that should be harvested was harvested and piled up on the empty grass not far from the warehouse.

Next, Zhang Chi continued to spray water, and the small grass continued to grow gratifyingly.

With the growth of the small grass, the size of the two dogs, the big cows and the two tigers also jumped up, and the two dogs are already a handsome adult civet cat, which means that the two dogs are now adults.

The size of the big cow and the two tigers has jumped up again, the shoulder height has reached almost fifty centimeters, and they are already two strong dogs from the appearance, but for the big cow and the two tigers, they are still growing now, and the dogs can generally grow for eight months, and now they are almost four or five months old.

Zhang Chi doesn't feed it now, whether it's a big cow or two tigers or two dogs, Zhang Chi doesn't feed them anymore, and lets them forage for food on their own in the pasture, and occasionally throws them a bone or something when they eat meat by themselves.

Most of the time, they have to rely on themselves to fill their bellies.

The calves are naturally growing, but most of them are not too obvious, only a few bulls are called fast.

Zhang Chi and Cannon's biggest job now is to mow the grass, dry the grass and then put the grass into the forage store.

In this gap, the two also built a few wooden fences in the pasture, drove the ten sheep in Zhang Chi's pasture into it, and the other loaded the horses that had been grazing.

With the help of lawyer Leonard, Zhang Chi received a total of more than a dozen subsidies, each of which was not too big, some were two or three hundred, some were three or four hundred, but together it was a lot, and he received a total of more than 10,000 US dollars in subsidies.

With the money in his hand, Zhang Chi informed Lao Xu to stock up and prepare to build another cowshed before the snow, otherwise with the current cowshed, even if Zhang Chi sold some cattle, this calf shed would not be able to hold so many cows.

As time passed, the summer slowly passed, and in the autumn small steps had stepped on the grass of the pasture, and the grass began to slowly turn yellow.

The grass in Zhang Chi Ranch has been harvested twice before and after, and the warehouse can no longer hold it, and most of the forage is piled up next to the warehouse, stacked neatly, and the rectangular pile is as high as two and a half floors.

Without a roof to protect him from the wind and rain, Zhang Chi bought a large oilcloth to cover the top of the haystack, and as for the outermost layer of straw stacks below, he couldn't control it.

Now everyone, including Zhang Chi, is most concerned about one thing, that is, the daily cattle price, even if it rises by one or two cents a pound, can go to the ranch owner with a smile.

On the contrary, it is a sad face.

Although Zhang Chi has a low cost, where would he not like to make more money, he is not a person who is fascinated and pampered, his favorite thing is the green flower ticket, because this thing can give it the happiness that comes quickly is incomparable to other things.

The first-hand news of bull prices now mainly comes from the Internet, but if you want to say that the place where you can feel this kind of news the most, it has to be the bar.

So these days, Zhang Chi, almost every day after dinner, has to go to the bar to sit for about ten minutes, and he has to find a special time to go to the cowboys.

Not only Zhang Chi, but many small and medium-sized farmers and ranchers in the neighborhood like to go to the bar at this time.

At this time, there were not many cowboys working in the bars, and there were more farmers and ranchers.

Zhang Chi rode Chiyan Mountain as usual, came to the door of the bar, dismounted and bolted Chiyan Mountain to the bolted horse pile, picked up some grass from the grass pile next to him and chewed it for Chiyan Mountain, and pushed open the small door of the bar with his feet and walked in.

"George, this way!"

Before Zhang Chi could see who was inside, someone greeted Zhang Chi.

Zhang Chi turned his head to look and found that his neighbor Serol was stretching out his hand and waving at him.

"Come right away".

After saying that, Zhang Chi walked to the bar, Kimberly didn't wait for Zhang Chi to speak, directly took a bottle of beer, opened it and put it on the bar, and then filled a small snack with a small plate.

This is the standard configuration of Zhang Chi every time he comes, others drink spirits, but every time Zhang Chi comes, he comes with a bottle or two of beer, accompanied by a small snack.

"Thank you!"

Thanking Kimberly, Zhang Chi came to the table of Serol with a beer in one hand and a snack in the other.

There were three people at the table in Seliol, in addition to Seliol, there was Danny, who was also a rancher, relatively old, sixty years old and almost seventy years old, and the other one Zhang Chi didn't know, about forty years old.

White, though not purely white, looks like there is a bit of Indy ancestry.

"This is Richard, your neighbor."

Seliol introduced it, and Zhang Chi understood that this was Seliol's new neighbor. His ranch and Zhang Chi are not boundary, but they are not far away, and the two ranches are separated by almost two miles.

After a few polite words with this Richard, Zhang Chi pulled out a chair and sat down.

"George, have you sold your cattle?"

As soon as he sat down, he heard Danny ask.

Zhang Chi shook his head: "I haven't decided yet."

The merchant who bought the live cattle has arrived, and the price given is now two and a half yuan per kilogram of live cattle, which can be said to be far lower than everyone's expectations.

"The price is so low, it was two dollars six at this time last year, and suddenly it's so low this year" Danny sighed.

Zhang Chi nodded: "This price is indeed too low, and a cow can only earn a few dozen yuan if it is sold."

This algorithm is naturally calculated according to the normal, a calf is raised from birth to about 800 pounds, that is, about 360 kilograms, excluding the cost of human feed, the profit per cow is extremely meager.

"Most of the places today are not sick or sick, and the price of cattle is naturally not high, but no one expected it to be so low!" ”

As soon as the buyer announced the purchase price, the whole town was scolded, especially the ranches that raised miscellaneous cattle, such as breeding cattle, such as Angus, Charolais, and Piedmont, the price was quite acceptable, and of course, the price of Zhang Chi's Gascony was also good.

However, compared to last year, the overall price of live cattle is on a downward trend.

The biggest drop is miscellaneous cattle, the most common dual-purpose cattle.

The price of a kilogram of beef fell by a dime, and each cow was sold for twenty or thirty yuan less, and the hundred cows and a thousand cows, as soon as the numbers accumulated, the hearts of the ranchers began to drip blood.

Originally, Zhang Chi was going to sell part of his cattle as soon as the autumn came, and when the money was in hand, he could ask Lao Xu's engineering team to come over and build another cowshed for him.

It also printed an old saying of our people: ideas are not as fast as they change, at the current price, Zhang Chi doesn't know whether it is better to sell or not to sell.

If you sell it, the price is unbearable, and if you don't sell it, he will have no money again.

The current price of beef in the market feels like Mr. Ye Shengtao's article "Overcharged Three or Five Buckets".

He Zhang Chi is the old felt hat friend in the article, and he is full of joy and is ready to sell the cow to buy some things for the family, such as the big flower cloth that his daughter-in-law wants, the hot water bottle and the like, but when it comes to selling the cow, I look at it, good guy, especially don't big flower cloth, even eating is a little difficult, and it is not as good as making more money in the disaster year.

"Are you going to sell it?"

Zhang Chi asked at Seriel.

Seliol smiled bitterly at Zhang Chi: "I don't really want to sell it at this price, I think I'd better wait and see."

This is also what most people think, selling cattle at this price is almost equivalent to a year of waste, a cow earns dozens of dollars, so it is better to sell the grass directly.

"It's not good to wait for the price to rise," Richard opened his mouth and said: "It's too early for us to sell cattle here, and when the cattle in those places in Texas start to sell, maybe the price of this cattle will go down."

Amber is colder, and it is earlier than these places in Texas and California in winter, so it is relatively early to sell cattle, and the price of cattle is quite good every year.

In other words, waiting does not necessarily mean waiting for a good price.

Seliol didn't know, he naturally knew, but now the price of these two dollars and five is really unacceptable to him.

It's distressing to sell it, and it's risky not to sell it, maybe you won't even be able to make these dozens of dollars by then.

Worry!

What should I do if a bunch of old people are worried?

Of course, it was scolding, starting with the people in the white house, and then scolding the rice bucket in the SAR, and then scolding the four major slaughterers.

Can scolding solve the problem, and can scolding scolding the price of cattle?

Apparently not!

Swearing is actually one of the most powerless methods.

Zhang Chi didn't scold, of course, it has something to do with the little money he earns.