Chapter 86: The Conscience of the Capitalists
took the things and calculated the account with Li Qin, Li Qin didn't want it at first, Zhang Chi persuaded Li Qin to accept it, and she was embarrassed to make it like this.
Zhang Chi said goodbye to Li Qin.
Li Qin sent Zhang Chi to the door.
"Sister-in-law, go back, it's cold outside! By the way, you and Brother Qiao have time to take the children to play with me, and I also have a lot of things over there now, and when you go, I will give you a stewed goose, a stewed goose in an iron pot! Zhang Chi said with a smile.
Li Qin smiled when he heard it: "It's really been a long time since I have eaten stewed goose in an iron pot, when Li Qiao comes back, I will discuss with him for a while, I must go to your ranch to see, I have to say that your cattle are awesome, a few of our neighbors barbecue together, these foreigners think your beef is delicious."
"Then I'll send you some another day," Zhang Chi said with a smile.
Li Qin immediately waved his hand when he heard this, and said a little embarrassedly: "I didn't mean that."
"It's okay, if you're out of the house, can't we support each other," Zhang Chi said with a smile.
Zhang Chi naturally knew that Li Qin didn't mean that, not to mention the cattle producing areas here, even in China, there was no shortage of beef in ordinary families.
People don't get along like this, you help me, I help you, and after a few times, they become friends.
Li Qiao and his family are warm-hearted, unlike the grandsons who speak Chinese but want to deceive Chinese who want to deceive Zhang Wu, Zhang Chi naturally will not be stingy.
After taking the things, Zhang Chi drove the car to Amber Town.
After walking for a while, Zhang Chi began to inform everyone to come and get loquat paste, and Zhang Chi did not choose to be in his own ranch, but chose to be in a bar in the town.
Zhang Chi entered the bar, and there was already an anxious father waiting.
Seeing Zhang Chi coming, he immediately stretched out his hand to greet Zhang Chi.
"George!"
Zhang Chi saw him, asked for a bottle of beer, walked over with the bag in his hand, and sat down at the small round table.
"Yours!"
I took a bottle and put it on the table.
This person directly took out the money and pushed it in front of Zhang Chi.
This kind of thing is normal here, and everyone is not even interested in watching it.
Although he received the money, the father was still very grateful, because Zhang Chi was running around for his children, and the things were cheaper than those on the Internet.
In the past, this Zhang Chi was also a cattle raiser and was a rancher, but this time he felt that Zhang Chi was very enthusiastic, willing to work for things that had nothing to do with him, and was a worthy person.
The child in the family was still sick, and he didn't have much to do with Zhang Chi, so he took the things and gave the money and left quickly.
After a few rounds of this, there were fewer and fewer Chuanbei loquat ointments in Zhang Chi's hands.
"George!"
Another person came in, and they immediately sat down in front of Zhang Chi and put their cowboy hats on the table.
"Yours, the last one!"
Zhang Chi said with a smile.
The person who came is called Nell, he is a German, he usually doesn't talk much, and he can see from his appearance, he is more than one meter and eight big, very strong, with a generous face and a hairy beard, not only the hair on his face, but also the hair on his body, and the hair on his chest almost smells like Zhang Chi's hair.
The son's name is the same as that of one of Britain's legendary commanders: Nelson. And Nelson actually means Nell's son, and I have to say that Nal's name for his son is also random enough.
"Thank you!"
Nell took the bottle and thanked Zhang Chi solemnly.
"Hurry up and go back, I have to go back here," Zhang Chi said with a smile.
Nell nodded, slipped the bottle into his pocket, then took his hat and put it on his head, and turned to walk out of the bar.
Zhang Chi finished drinking here, came to the bar and put the money on the bar.
Kimberly smiled and asked, "How did you sell things?" ”
"What is it for, their children cough and gargle, I found them some syrup, Chinese medicine ingredients, Miller said it works, they want to give their children a try," Zhang Chi said.
Hearing Zhang Chi's words, a drunkard next to him interjected and said: "Chinese medicine, it's very good, I especially like to burn jars!" ”
Zhang Chi was a little confused: What does burning jars have to do with traditional Chinese medicine?
After listening to this thing in a daze for a while, Zhang Chi realized that the burning jar he was talking about was not to burn the jar on the fire, but to turn the fire jar.
"There's a fire pot over there, too?" Zhang Chi asked in surprise.
He felt that he knew almost everyone of the Chinese here, so why didn't he know such a fire-potting himself.
"Not here, not at Walter, not Chinese, but a New Yorker, and I always felt that he was a little bit less authentic......."
This thing is babbling.
After listening to him, Zhang Chi realized that an American opened a dial in Walter, and this guy went to dial it once, and then he liked this activity a little.
After dialing it a few times, he began to wonder again in his mind, whether the Chinese dialed more professionally, and how an American looked a little out of tune to do this.
"You can also open a can shop here, he must not be as good as you."
Zhang Chi smiled bitterly.
"I don't know that."
"You don't?"
This one's eyes widened, as if Zhang Chi didn't deserve to be a Chinese if he couldn't dial the can.
Zhang Chi is a little helpless, Americans look at this problem, almost all Chinese know kung fu, everyone is either Bruce Lee or Jack Cheng, if you don't know kung fu you are a fake Chinese!
"Not every Chinese can dial a can, just like not every Chinese knows kung fu," Zhang Chi explained.
However, looking at this buddy's reaction, Zhang Chi felt that his explanation was equivalent to no explanation.
Dial cans in some big cities in the United States, now not too popular, but also make many Americans fall in love with this activity, at first may be in the athlete circle, such as many American athletes will have blue and purple can imprints, and gradually these people have affected a group of ordinary people.
Big cities are always quick to accept new things, not only are they doing well now, but some traditional Chinese medicine, such as acupuncture, is also developing well in the United States.
But Zhang Chi really didn't expect that in a small city in the west, the wind of dialing cans actually blew in.
"That's a pity!"
He said so, but the expression on this person's face clearly said: I don't believe it, you will definitely pull the can.
Zhang Chi really didn't know what to say, so he thought about it: Am I not sick, and when I talk about this issue with an American boss, it's not that he has a problem with his brain, it's that I have a problem with my brain.
"Gone!"
Zhang Chi gently tapped the table.
As soon as he turned around, Zhang Chi felt a hand on his shoulder, turned his head and found that it was Miller.
"Yang is better?"
Zhang Chi means that your son is sick, and you are not at home to take care of it, so you are not afraid that your daughter-in-law will be mad?
On the American side, in general, the status of American women is far lower than that in our country, not to mention any mess, now American women do the same work, and the wages in many places are lower than men.
Unequal pay for equal work is still widespread, and how much is the salary of men and women in the same position in China?
But as far as the Folsen neighborhood is concerned, the women are quite strong.
There is no way not to be tough, think about a woman who grew up in the environment of a ranch farm, and since she was a child, she fell a calf and set a calf, and her character cannot be soft, if you are soft, even the cow will bully you.
The couples here are not like what some domestic media in China say, everything has quality, men are gentlemen or something, and it is not a new thing for men here to beat their wives after drinking.
As for couples fighting, it goes without saying.
In life, there are a few couples who don't fight, and many cowboys have little culture, and they are coarse.
Men are violent, women are also biao, and some people don't do it three or four times a week, and they seem to feel that there is something they haven't done this week.
Miller's wife is very tough, not the kind of unreasonable toughness, but when she fights with Miller, the two are almost five or five, and many times they can still get the upper hand.
"No problem, it's almost no cough now, I have to say that that thing is really good."
Miller said happily.
My son was almost well, and Miller was able to drink at the bar again.
Zhang Chi didn't know what to say when he heard it, and said in his heart: Could it be that we use too many of the ancestors' things, so the effect is poor. The effect is particularly good when used on these foreign devils who have never been used?
If you don't say anything more, you can't be cured directly in less than 24 hours, right?
Just when Zhang Chi was pondering, the voice of the female anchor came from the TV hanging on the wall over there.
"New bovine plague ...... found in Texas ranches."
The voice of the female anchor suddenly quieted the bar, and all eyes fell on the TV screen.
The voice of the female anchor continued to reach everyone's ears.
"The outbreak has affected several large farms, and direct losses are expected to reach $20 million...... The follow-up situation is unknown, and it is now difficult for animal husbandry experts to determine the cause of death of these cattle, and it is not clear whether they will be transmitted to humans......."
The picture is a pile of cattle carcasses being thrown on the pasture, with four hooves soaring into the sky, and the black pressure is very shocking.
Fat!
Immediately someone scolded.
The cowboys in the bar grunted, and everyone was shocked by the sudden news.
"Why didn't these idiots report it right away?"
A cowboy scolded.
Such a large epidemic is definitely not caused by one or two days, and it takes time for cattle to be infected, and such a large batch of cattle must have died in the order of one, two to a small batch before.
It is clear that some of the large ranches concealed the situation of bovine plague.
Capitalists everywhere are not a thing, and it turns out that the conscience of American capitalists is not much better.
If this epidemic is reported, then who will sell the remaining cattle from their own pastures, if they can hide it, they will not be able to mix it up, and this matter will break out.
At this moment, the corners of Zhang Chi's mouth couldn't help twitching, not excited, not sad for the Texas ranchers, he couldn't help but let himself laugh.
The cattle in Texas are finished, and the cattle price here must be rising!
Zhang Chi's face was calm, but he had already danced a big Yangge in his heart: Our people, I'm so happy today, our people, making money is the right thing! Our common people .......