When Merika's eyes fell on the watch on her wrist, she was directly stunned, because at this moment the watch showed that it was nine o'clock in the morning.

When she did that, Merica found herself sleeping for at least ten hours.

It's been a long time since Merica has slept so well.

First, Merika is busy with work, and it is difficult to have time to sleep for ten hours, and secondly, she also has a bit of sleep problems, even if she sleeps at most, she will wake up in four hours.

After sleeping for ten hours at a time, Melica's subconscious reaction was that her watch was broken, but when she turned her head to look out the window and looked at the strong light, she knew that her watch was still very accurate, as accurate as usual.

Merika, who came back to her senses, wondered if someone had given her some kind of medicine, so she looked at her current state and found that it was not.

People, here is a specific finger Zhang Chi, if you want to drug her, you have to do something, now her clothes are in good condition, Merica has a small problem, she can tie a bow, and the bow is nothing special, but every time Merica beats, all the threads are required to be the same length, which is not something that ordinary people can pay attention to.

If someone had touched the bow on her pants, Merica could tell it at a glance.

It was clear that no one had touched that strap now.

And she didn't believe that Zhang Chi would have such careful thinking.

What's more, the door is still closed, the door pin has been locked from the inside, and the window is even more impossible, and the bottom lock of the window that is open up and down has not been opened at all.

After pondering for a while, Merica felt that her whole body was full of strength, and she slept for more than ten hours, and she slept until dawn.

Redressing, Merica opened the door to her room.

Before I went out, a strong fragrance rushed into my nose.

This fragrance Merica knows that it is the aroma of the potstickers out of the pot.

As soon as Merika went out, Zhang Chi, who was just finishing his work, saw her.

"Shout! You're really long-legged, I just made breakfast here, and you got up, you came out a little stuck, right? Zhang Chi said with a smile.

Merika was in a good mood at the moment, and said to Zhang Chi: "It's too fragrant."

Zhang Chi said: "This morning is a potsticker, with soy milk."

"You got up early in the morning and did it?" Merika looked at the fried golden potstickers on the table, and the white soy milk in the bowl in front of Cannon, and couldn't help but swallow secretly.

It's not easy to eat these in the United States, of course, there may be places like Chinatown, but where do people like Merica have time to find them?

"Did you bring anything to wash?"

Zhang Chi asked casually when he heard that Merika was going to wash.

Merica said, "I have a belt."

Merica almost always carries these things with her, for the convenience of work.

After washing up, Merica sat down at the table.

At this time, Cannon said that he had eaten well, said politely to the two, and walked out of the house.

Merica sat down, took a potsticker, and before she could put it in her mouth, the aroma of canola oil rushed into her nose.

"Canon is a little unaccustomed to this taste," Zhang Chi laughed.

The first time Cannon ate potstickers, he was a little unacceptable to the taste of rapeseed oil, but to make potstickers, he must use rapeseed oil to fry, and it is best to use the traditional squeezing method, otherwise, the taste of rapeseed oil is not strong enough, and the taste of potstickers will be lost.

Anyway, for Zhang Chi, without rapeseed oil, he would rather not eat potstickers, and if he uses other oil to fry, it is not called potstickers but fried dumplings.

"Your craftsmanship is not bad," Merica looked at the potstickers on her chopsticks.

The skin of the potstickers is the color of rapeseed oil, the bottom is fried burnt yellow, and there are ice edges around it, I have to say that from the point of view of appearance, it is almost no different from the potstickers that Merica eats in China, or even better.

Take a bite of it, the bottom of the potsticker is crispy, but the skin is a little soft, and the aroma of rapeseed oil in one bite, with the beef juice bursting out of the potsticker, the taste is really amazing.

Merica reached out and took it, and quickly pulled out a piece of paper on the table and tried the corners of her mouth.

"It's really ......".

As he spoke, he gave Zhang Chi a thumbs up and praised Zhang Chi's authentic potstickers.

Zhang Chi ignored her, lowered his head and drank a sip of soy milk, then put a potsticker in his mouth, bit open a small opening, blew into it, and waited for the soup inside to be cold enough to eat, and then took a bite.

When you bite, you have to stretch your neck and catch the exposed soup with the soy milk bowl below.

Merika was not interested in saying anything to Zhang Chi at this time, and slept for ten hours, which made Merika's spirit very good at this moment.

People who haven't lost sleep can't understand Merica's mood at the moment, and the sleep that has been tangled all the time, as soon as she lies in bed, she begins to worry about whether she can fall asleep smoothly today, and the more she thinks about it, the more difficult it is to fall asleep.

Suddenly, after sleeping for so long, the nerves of the whole person were relaxed all of a sudden, as if the strings that had been tightening in my mind were suddenly loosened, and the whole body was indescribably relaxed.

The two of them didn't say a word until they both had their stomachs full.

Merica can eat a lot, four or five potstickers with a big bowl of soy milk, as for Zhang Chi, not to mention, more than a dozen potstickers and two bowls of soy milk, and her stomach is about to drum.

Pushing the bowl away, Zhang Chi leaned on the back of the chair.

Merica stood up and prepared to go to work.

Merika stood up when Zhang Chi's phone rang.

"Hey, uncle, bull head? …… Forget it, I'm not going to eat it, there's something good about the cow's head."

Uncle Niang called and said to Zhang Chi to get the cow head tomorrow, she and Zhang Youliang are going to marinate the cow head and four cow hooves sent by Zhang Chi yesterday, and the two of them can't eat it, and the guests are estimated to have nothing to eat, so they have to call their nephews to come over and deal with the cow head and cow hooves together.

Zhang Chi really hadn't eaten a cow's head, but he thought about it when he looked at a cow's head, and then stretched out his own head to gnaw on the cow's head, and couldn't help but feel cold on his back, thinking that this was too much.

Right!

In fact, Zhang Chi didn't dare.

As soon as she heard the bull head, Merica stopped.

"Okay then, then I'll go over tomorrow morning," Zhang Chi said.

Waiting for Zhang Chi to put down the phone, Merika asked Zhang Chi, "Your uncle still braised the cow's head?" If the beef head is not good, it will not taste good at all, but if the stew is good, it tastes great, and the face is full of live meat ......."

Zhang Chi's saliva was about to flow out when he heard what Merika said, he was a little stupid, this little girl still knows the term live meat.

"You've eaten this before?"

Zhang Chi was a little unconvinced.

Merika said: "Eat, when I was studying in China, I used to go to a friend's house in the northwest as a guest, and his grandfather would marinate the cow's head, I thought it was too disgusting at first, but after eating a bite of meat, I couldn't stop."

"If you don't dislike it, I'll go to my aunt tomorrow morning when I have time."

Zhang Chi originally planned to pretend to get it back, and then whether to feed the two dogs, or the two tigers, it depends on who has more chances.

But I didn't expect Merica to eat this.

"Again, I'll go if I have time," Merica looked at her watch, turned her head out of the house and got into the car.

He didn't start directly, but changed his clothes from yesterday in the car, changed into a new set of clothes, and then drove out of the ranch.

Zhang Chi muttered behind his back: This little lady, in the end, he is Chinese or I am Chinese, and he eats more than me!

After eliminating the food, Zhang Chi put on the bridle and prepared the saddle for Chiyan Mountain, rode it around the ranch routinely, checked the fence, looked at the situation of the pasture, returned home to rest, and began to practice harnessing cattle and driving cattle.

The next morning, at ten o'clock, Zhang Chi drove to the city.

As soon as I got out of the fork, I saw that the open space next to the small bar was full of straw bales, and there was a truck unloading straw bales next to it.

There were also a number of people gathered around, all of whom were ranchers in the vicinity, including his neighbor Seliol.

"What for?"

Zhang Chi stopped the car on the side of the road, and when he got out of the car, he saw Serol next to him, so he asked out loud.

"Have you prepared forage for the winter?" When Selior saw Zhang Chi coming, he explained.

Winter is coming soon, and many pastures will buy forage for the winter, and some hay also needs some silage, such as the hay bought by Serol's family and another family today.

"How do you unload here?"

Zhang Chi was a little strange, why didn't he unload it on his own ranch, but here.

"The seller only unloads here," Serol said with a straight face.

One next to him smiled at Zhang Chi and said, "It's all like this, do you buy forage and unload it on the pasture?" ”

Zhang Chi hasn't bought forage, he really doesn't know if the forage is unloaded in the pasture, but how can it be unloaded here according to what he thinks, it's just a little road from here to the pasture, and the truck drivers are so picky?

"I'm kidding you, it's unloaded here because Ed bought this hay."

Seeing Zhang Chi's serious face, an old rancher said with a smile.

After he finished speaking, everyone was happy, and Zhang Chi knew that the big guy was making fun of himself.

"I almost believed it."

Zhang Chi also laughed.

Seliol smiled and said, "Do you want to buy some for your ranch?"

"I still have some forage on my pasture, and now the price is so expensive, I'm ready to wait and see," Zhang Chi said.

Now the price of forage is almost 250 US dollars a ton, and Zhang Chi wants to sell some of it for money, not to mention buying it.

"There's a lot of forage in your house, but it's not necessarily enough," Serol reminded Zhang Chi.

Everyone is an experienced rancher, this is a good time to buy forage, although it is more expensive, but if it is the beginning of spring, if the snow can not melt in the first time, the grass in the pasture can not be picked up, then you want to buy grass, then the price can not be cheaper than now.

Not only is it not cheap, but it is likely to be more expensive.

"I suggest you buy some, because four or five years ago the snow didn't melt in mid-April, and that year's hay rose to $45 per bundle, and that's really deadly."

Someone spoke out to persuade Zhang Chi.

"Then I'll think about it when I go back. By the way, what about the quality of the pasture? Zhang Chi didn't want to continue the topic, so he turned to the quality of the forage.

"These are second-class grasses, and when the snow comes down, they are fed with a little corn."

If the grass is expensive, you have to add something cheaper, and the main role of corn in the United States is feed, which is still quite cheap feed.