Zhang Chi warned himself in his heart: Calm down!

In fact, he was empty to death, but he still believed in the judgment of some old ranchers, and the price of beef could rise to more than two yuan nine.

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Sitting at the table, Zhang Chi flipped through the price index of live cattle on his mobile phone, and his inner psychological activity was quite intense.

Cannon had finished eating by this time and cleaned up his plate.

"BOSS, should we sell a batch first?" Cannon was a little worried.

Zhang Chi said: "Let's wait a little longer."

"There's news that the cattle plague in Texas is showing signs of being brought under control, and overall the damage isn't significant," Cannon said.

Now almost everyone in Amber Town has to bring the price of cattle when they meet and greet each other, and Cannon is naturally like this, and getting up every day to see today's cattle price has become the first thing Kanmin opens his eyes.

Hearing the boss say wait a little longer, Canon stopped talking, how to sell cattle and when to sell it is the boss's business, the most important thing for him as a cowboy is to do a good job, not to make too many suggestions, especially in selling cattle, selling high can certainly make the boss happy, but selling low, if the boss puts the responsibility on himself, it will be more than worth the loss.

"I'm going to work," said Cannon, washing his dishes, and leaving the house.

Zhang Chi lowered his head and continued to eat his breakfast, which was still very simple, soaked cereal and served with a sandwich.

Zhang Chi felt that with the efficiency of the Americans, it was impossible to extinguish the epidemic so quickly, and it was not so easy to completely slaughter the sick cows.

Many of the most seriously infected this time are large ranches, and these ranchers are certainly not so easy to settle, although they are plagued cattle, but if these ranchers do not get satisfactory compensation, they will definitely insist that their cattle can be saved.

Never overestimate the conscience of the American capitalists, how can they have such a thing, shouting that my interests are the interests of the United States, but in fact they are centered on me, and as for the lives of others, they don't care at all.

Just as Zhang Chi was running the train with his mind full, the phone on the table rang.

"Uncle".

Seeing that it was the uncle who called, Zhang Chi immediately answered the phone.

"That Dachi, what I told you last time, that kid may not come," Gu Ying said straight to the point on the other end of the phone.

Zhang Chi didn't react for a while, and when he thought about it, he knew that what his uncle said about his distant relatives was the one who went to work on his ranch.

"Oh, then I see," Zhang Chi replied.

Gu Ying was very angry, and he and his nephew had agreed to it, but the people over there didn't want their son to come, and they thought it was unseemly to herd cattle in the pasture.

Hearing this relative say that it is not decent, Gu Ying's lungs are about to explode, you are a graduate of a third-rate school, you really think that you are a Ivy League graduate, and even if you are a student who graduated from Ivy League, there are unemployed.

Now your son can't find a job, so he begs me to get it, and I introduce him here, but you say it's not decent.

Live in the White House decently, why don't your sons go!

"Dachi, blame me for being troublesome, what did your uncle say just now" Gu Yingdao.

Zhang Chi smiled when he heard this: "Uncle, you can't do it if you say this, if he doesn't come, he won't come, you don't have to worry, and I will save trouble here, don't say this, I can't afford it as a junior." Besides, it's not a big deal, you say, right? ”

"Yes, yes, I'm just angry, you said that he didn't go into a university, what to pick, now many American children are not easy to find a job......" Gu Ying complained again.

If this one didn't come, Zhang Chi clapped his hands in his heart, not only saving a salary but also saving a heart.

"By the way, Dachi, the price of cattle is quite high now, do you sell the cattle over there?" Gu Ying cared about the cattle in her nephew's ranch again.

Now the price of cattle is also talked about by the people of Folsen, and Gu Ying and Zhang Youliang have naturally heard that the price of cattle is a good thing, and their nephew still owes money to the bank.

"I'm not going to sell it yet, wait and see," Zhang Chi honestly told his aunt about it.

"Just take a look."

Gu Ying didn't understand these either, but the nephew said that it would be better to take a look at it again, maybe the price would have to rush up.

The two chatted for a while before ending the conversation.

Zhang Chi went out to work.

When he came back at noon, Zhang Chi was going to make lunch.

As soon as I sat down, I heard the phone ring.

Seeing that it was Nell calling, I was a little curious.

"George, does Number Six have time?" Nell and Zhang Chi said a few polite words, and then opened their mouths to ask.

"I think there's time, what's the matter?"

Zhang Chi was a little strange, why did Nell call him, this person generally doesn't like to communicate with people, and he hasn't heard what kind of party he likes to hold or something, how can he ask if he has time on the sixth.

"On the sixth, we are going to find a few people to fight coyotes, I want to ask you if you are free, if you are free, let's go together" Nell introduced Zhang Chi.

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Fight coyotes?

It sounds like hunting, but it's actually gun training. There are a lot of coyotes in this vicinity, and the number of coyotes far exceeds that of North American gray wolves, these guys have a large number and reproduce quickly, so the control of the number of coyotes has always been a concern for people here.

Zhang Chi thought about it for a while, and felt that he was not a big deal, the matter of feeding the cattle had Cannon, and in addition to practicing now, it was almost equivalent to idleness, and the matter of hunting wild animals was also quite interesting.

"Who else?"

"Miller, Ricardo, and Burris, for now, that's the kind of four or five people in all, and it's not good to have a lot of people," Nell said.

It's not that it's bad if there are too many people, it's that Nell doesn't like to get together very much, this time I remembered to invite Zhang Chi, or because Zhang Chi bought Chuanbei loquat cream for Zhang Luo to cure his child's cough, otherwise Nell would not have invited Zhang Chi to fight coyotes together.

"Then I'll be there, by the way, what do you want, what do you want to bring?" Zhang Chi asked.

"Bring a sleeping bag for the cold, and wear more clothes, and your gun must have an infrared scope, which will do," Nell said.

"That's fine!"

In the past, Zhang Chi was a little picky, but now that Zhang Chi sees that the price of cattle has reached two yuan eight, can he buy an infrared scope to treat himself?

"See you then," Nell said.

Nell also simply hung up the phone after speaking.

Zhang Chi closed the line and continued to make lunch.

When you're done, sit back at your table and start eating lunch while scrolling through the news on your phone.

After eating, still taking a nap for more than half an hour, Zhang Chi got up and began to prepare.

As soon as he went out, Zhang Chi saw Cannon coming to the house to fill coffee.

"BOSS, it seems that there are people in the ranch over there"

Cannon and Zhang Chi came to say this.

"Oh, the rancher over there?"

The original lion ranch area was very large, divided into several days, except for Zhang Chi, the other areas were not small, and each piece had to be millions of dollars.

Now that the owner of the nearby ranch has arrived, it is obvious that the family must be a rich man with bulging pockets.

As for whether to come or not, it doesn't have much to do with Zhang Chi, everyone just says it verbally.

"The family is all Asian-looking, I think it's a Chinese family," Cannon said to Zhang Chi again.

Zhang Chi listened and said with a smile: "Not all Asians are Chinese."

In the past, when these Americans saw Asians, the first thing they thought of was Japanese, or Korean, but now when they see Asians, don't care if you open your mouth to see whether you are Japanese or Korean, they all think that you are Chinese, whether you are Chinese or not.

"I look like Chinese," Cannon shrugged, then went into the house to pick up coffee.

Zhang Chi was a little interested at this time, rode up the Red Flame Mountain and walked to the west, wanting to see if the new neighbor who moved in was Chinese, if it was Chinese, it would be really good, not to mention that it would be convenient to communicate in the future, not to mention that everyone ate and drank together, and also had a companion.

Riding Red Flame Mountain, he came to the edge of his own ranch, and Zhang Chi looked at other people's pastures.

Now the sky is clear and his eyesight is excellent, but unfortunately, after looking for a while, Zhang Chi did not find a shadow, and he didn't know where Cannon saw this Asian family.

Seeing no one, Zhang Chi turned around and wanted to go back to work, and walked along the fence for a while, and there was a burst of laughter in his ears, and it was obviously with a Chinese voice.

Zhang Chi stopped, looked in the direction of the sound, and soon found three children playing in the snow, two boys and a girl, the girl was about eleven or twelve years old, and the two boys were slightly younger, one was about eight or nine years old, and the other was five or six years old.

Looking at the clothes on the three children, Zhang Chi knew that the family was quite rich.

Is this nonsense, how can a family that can shell out millions of dollars to buy a ranch make its children dress as if they are begging for food.

Zhang Chi didn't mean this, but the three children were wearing famous brands, like the girls were Gucci clothes and Prada's small backpack.

I don't know how much this thing is worth, but Zhang Chi knows that it is not cheap.

"Hello, Chinese?"

Zhang Chi raised his hand and stood on the horse, smiling at the three children and greeting them.

"We are not Chinese, we are British".

The eldest little girl said to Zhang Chi.

Bad luck!

A Chinese-speaking Englishman.

Zhang Chi turned his head and left, listening to what the little girl said, Zhang Chi understood what kind of people this family was, the self-proclaimed British Queen, and he was proud of it.

When encountering such a person, Zhang Chi can go as far as he can.

Originally, it was a happy day, but now Zhang Chi is not in a good mood.

Thinking that this was the end of the day, who knew that in the evening in the bar, an even worse news came out, and the price of live cattle fell below two pieces of eight.

……！

Zhang Chi wanted to curse.

Half of the people in the bar were scolded, half were smiling, and when they looked at it, they knew that they had sold the cattle in the past two days, and the scolding was naturally the same as Zhang Chi, waiting for the price of cattle to rise again.

Zhang Chi was in no mood to scold, and returned to the ranch sullenly, and now he was a little skeptical of his estimate.