"Okay, I know" Zhang Chi thought for a moment and solved the problem.

When Cannon heard Zhang Chi say this, he didn't say anything more.

The two continued to change the new snow machine, and this time the modification was very fast, because of the experience of the last time, the two of them modified the new snow machine in more than two hours.

After a few trials, Cannon pushed the snow puller and got to work.

Zhang Chi won't do it, because his two arms will ache faintly as soon as he works, and the last situation seems to have formed muscle memory.

Commonly known as - laziness!

The sun went down, and I didn't think the sun had any heat, but as soon as this guy went down, the cold immediately became rampant.

Zhang Chi packed up his things, and the Red Flame Mountain side had also prepared a saddle with a bridle, not only that, but he was afraid that the Red Flame Mountain would freeze, so the sweat pad was thicker, and he also wrapped his stomach, which was a little bloated, but now the horse outside can't run if he wants to, and the snow on the horse's joints has not passed, let alone running, even if the horse is walking, it is difficult.

The cold-proof sleeping bag was rolled into a roll, stuffed into the bag, tied to the belt at the back, and the rest was divided into two small bags, which were hung on either side of the horse's hips.

At this moment, Zhang Chi is also fully armed, with an extremely cold-proof jacket outside, a thick sweater inside, thick thermal underwear under the sweater, cold-proof and waterproof pants on the outside of the lower body, a pair of high-top riding boots on his feet, the help all the way to the knee, and the bottom of the whip is also a thick cow tendon bottom.

A pair of non-slip black cotton gloves on his hands and a cotton LF hat on his head, this thing is rustic in China, but it belongs to the fashion circle here. Foreigners look very handsome, much more stylish than cowboy hats.

got on the horse, pulled up the cotton scarf to cover his nose, put on the windproof goggles, and Zhang Chi gently urged Chiyan Mountain.

As soon as Chiyan Mountain moved, the big bull and two tigers next to him also ran up with Huan Shi.

Zhang Chi, who was sitting firmly on horseback, was as straight as a javelin at the moment, holding the reins in one hand, and the other hand naturally hanging down to his side, and his body swayed slightly with the ups and downs of the horse's back.

This is the standard western way of riding, the cowboy sits on the horse's back, if it is not necessary to keep it this way, because then the center of gravity of his body and the horse can remain the same, so that the horse will have his own judgment, and the cowboy will not become a burden to the horse when moving.

“BOSS！”

When passing the cowshed, Cannon stood at the door and said hello to Zhang Chi.

"Something?"

"It's okay, just let you be careful, the temperature outside is not low now, don't undress because of a little heat, I'd rather be hot than cold"

Cannon is a little worried about his boss, Cannon's job is very satisfied now, one is that the boss does not have so many things to do, and he has full trust in himself, and the other is that he is careless, and every time he has an income, he will give himself a little bonus, which he did not often have when he worked before.

Therefore, the boss's body is closely connected to his pocket, and Cannon naturally has to think about the boss's safety.

"I know, don't worry, it's not my first time going out."

Zhang Chi smiled and waved his hand at Cannon, and then continued to urge Chiyan Mountain forward.

Out of the gate of the ranch, Zhang Chi turned directly onto the horse road, and went straight along the horse road, and it didn't take long to arrive at the gate of Serol's ranch.

The horse road is very easy to walk, because there are trees on both sides of the horse road, tall and luxuriant trees, in addition to the deciduous ones, there are a large number of evergreen trees, these trees drain most of the snow, so the snow on the horse road is only less than ten centimeters thick, and there is generally no one walking at the moment, and there is no slipping and freezing situation.

"George!"

At this time, Serol's eldest son, Garcia, and his youngest son, Miller, were already waiting, and not only did they bring their things, but they also had two children sitting in front of the horse, and both brothers brought their own sons.

After saying hello to the two, Zhang Chi smiled at the two children and said a word.

Garcia's son is called Harris, who is about ten years old this year, and Miller's son, Young, is the one who got sick last time and is a little younger.

Now the two little ones sat in front of the saddle like balls, and their hands were clutching the horse's mane tightly.

The two children greeted Zhang Chi one after another.

Both Garcia and Miller now rode a pure quart, with a large meteor on each of their noses, like twins.

"What about Nell and Burris?"

Zhang Chi asked.

"They're in front".

"Let's go!"

Zhang Chi urged Chiyan Mountain.

The Garcia and Miller brothers followed.

However, the brothers' eyes fell on the big cow and two tigers next to them, and they also brought their own cattle dogs over, but their cattle dogs usually look quite big and strong, but when they leaned forward to the big cow and two tigers, they seemed to be standing together with Sa Beining and Yao Ming.

The Celeor's cattle dog is a medium-sized dog, but the big bull and the tiger are now a safe giant dog, and this shoulder height is not low even if it is placed in a Great Dane.

The most important thing is the mane on the neck of the two dogs, which makes them look more strong and powerful, and the whole thing is like a dog with a mesomuscle.

"Is Erhu pregnant?"

Miller was the first to open his mouth to ask Zhang Chi for a puppy, and now he is thinking about carrying a big cow and two tigers back with his eyes.

Erhu these two Chinese, Miller also sent very authentic.

"How do I know this, don't worry, just wait for the puppy to give birth to you," Zhang Chi said with a smile.

"By the way, I forgot to tell you the good news, the price of live cattle has gone up a little bit today," Garcia said.

"Oh, I haven't paid attention to the price of cattle for a few days, how much has it risen?" Zhang Chi asked.

Miller replied, "It's less than two sixes."

"Oh, that's not big," Zhang Chi said.

Now the overall cattle price is maintained at about two yuan five, and it has been making small shocks around this price, and it seems that the cattle price is quite stable.

But Zhang Chi believed that Merica must know something, so he kept waiting for the price of cattle to rise back.

"You're not going to make a point?" Garcia asked.

Zhang Chi said: "No, I always feel that the price can go up a little."

The Garcia and Miller brothers were silent when they heard this, they felt that the price would be about the same this winter, but whether to sell the cattle or not was Zhang Chi's business, and the judgment of the cattle price was also their own business, and no one would say anything in this matter, let alone persuade them.

If this persuasion loses, it will be annoying.

The three riders walked almost side by side, discussing the price of cattle as they walked, and of course, they had to make a little deduction about the price of cattle next year.

This kind of judgment affects how every rancher will run the ranch next year, and if the price of live cattle is judged to be low next year, then everyone will have fewer cattle, more livestock such as sheep, or more cattle with higher economic value.

However, this thing doesn't mean much to Zhang Chi, the only thing that can affect him is the price of the calf, and he won't spend more than three hundred dollars to buy a good breed cow.

With this money, he might as well feed a few more scoops of gourd pulp, and as soon as the meat rises, the difference will be smoothed out by him.

This can't be said, Zhang Chi has to listen with his ears pricked up most of the time.

The three horses marched along the track, and after a while, they trotted, and while the three of them urged the horses to trot, they could also chat in the air, proving that all three horses were very good.

When approaching the foot of the mountain, Zhang Chi saw a horse lantern.

The sound of the horses' hooves attracted the attention of the people next to the lanterns.

"Is that Miller, George?"

Ricardo's voice was heard.

Miller laughed and responded, "Who else but us?" ”

While speaking, Zhang Chi and the others had already arrived in front of Nell.

There was also a child sitting on Nell's horse, no need to ask if this was Nelson, the little guy Zhang Chi had never seen it, and now he was wrapped like a brown and couldn't see it, but the little guy's eyes were big, and his eyelashes were very long, like a porcelain doll.

"George".

Nell greeted Zhang Chi with a smile, and when the two horses were wrong, they high-fived each other.

The next two groups were combined and one was dialed, and everyone continued along the road.

Now the big guys have to climb a few small hills to reach the communal pasture, which is owned by the government, but it is not very large, only about 5,000 acres.

30,000 acres of land is not large, which would be considered Versailles if it was placed in China, but it is not considered large in the west, especially in the public pastures.

A little medium pasture is about the size of this land.

Because of the small size of the land, there are almost no wild horses in this pasture, and most of the time only herbivores such as bison and deer live here.

There are herbivores and it's relatively close to the surrounding private pastures, so it's also a favorite spot for coyotes.

Hunting coyotes is a public welfare activity here, and no matter how much you kill, they don't come out to accuse you.

This is the kind of nonsense that used to be, and now there are well-fed environmentalists who come and pull banners, promoting that coyotes are also life and masters of nature.

The people here do not believe it, because the coyote is a threat to his life, and he will be defeated if he threatens them to make money.

And the environmentalists who come here are also very familiar, they don't have the madness of the big cities, if you play here, or rush to people's homes, the ranchers and cowboys will not be very polite, shooting you is generally not possible, cowboys are also people, generally do not treat human life as a mustard, but they will not be soft at all when they hit your legs.

After coming here a few times, the gang will know that their safe range of activities is the common part, and it's best that you don't get in the way.

There are a lot more tempers among the cowboys than the sissies in the city.

Even if you don't shoot, it's not unusual to punch you at all.

Environmentalists have also been shown to be afraid of being beaten. You protest yours, I beat mine, and each side does its own job.

"Vark!"

When everyone arrived at the place, they looked at the wooden platform that had been put down, and couldn't help but curse.

The wooden platform was pulled down, and it was clear that the people who did it could not be the cowboys in the neighborhood, but only the environmentalists. It is impossible to be overwhelmed by snow, because each pillar of the wooden platform is more than 30 centimeters thick, and the snow can overwhelm them, which is called a snow disaster.

"Brother Shen!"

"Hmm!"

Shen Changqing walked on the road, and when he met someone he knew well, he would say hello to each other or nod his head.

But it doesn't matter who it is.

There was no superfluous expression on everyone's face, as if they were very indifferent to everything.

on this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, it is an institution that maintains the stability of Great Qin, and its main responsibility is to kill demons and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.

Arguably.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is accustomed to seeing life and death, then he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The Demon Suppression Division is huge.

The people who can stay in the Demon Suppression Division are all powerful masters, or people who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two professions, one is the town guard and the other is the demon exterminator.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts with the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then step by step, he is expected to become a town guard.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level of the demon slayer envoys.

Have memories of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of an attic.

Unlike other places full of slaughter, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, and in the bloody Demon Suppression Division, it presents a different tranquility.

At this time, the attic door is open, and there are occasional people entering and exiting.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment, and then stepped in.

Access to the attic.

The environment has changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood came to his face, making his brow furrow instinctively, but quickly stretched.

The smell of blood on everyone's body in the Demon Suppression Division is almost impossible to clean.