What kind of consumer electronics are lost, and the office staff are sloppy, these are just Zhang Chi's snacks in the bar, and they have nothing to do with his life.

It didn't have anything to do with most of the people in the bar, so after a few days of hot things, everyone's attention returned to the national affairs of the United States, which were still scolded by the cooking party, and the crooked house was inhabited by a bunch of stupid birds and stuff.

There's nothing new, but when it's okay, Zhang Chi still likes to listen to these old cowboys swear and drink a lot.

Of course, the time can't stay too long, more than an hour, if there is nothing else, Zhang Chi's brain should hurt.

Cannon is now more serious, and every time he tidies up the cowshed, without Zhang Chi's intervention.

Zhang Chi is also willing to be a hands-off shopkeeper, anyway, Cannon, who is more skilled in cattle raising than him.

Zhang Chi's main attention is on some activities in the ranch, such as cattle seting, gun practice and horse riding, so to speak, not to mention that every day boxing does not leave the mouth and does not leave the hand, but also often practice.

The matter of renting a ranch, Zhang Chi doesn't dare to think about it now, because the money is too small, and renting it is not very cost-effective, even if he has a gourd, Zhang Chi feels that it is not very cost-effective, you think about how high the rent is.

Not to mention buying it, there is nothing missing for him to pick up now, and his ranch is really not a leak, if there is no gourd, his ranch will be at that price, plus the traffic or something is not good.

Of course, now many people think that Zhang Chi has picked up a big leak, this piece was originally a good pasture, but it was sold to Zhang Chi by the bank's fools.

Zhang Chi couldn't refute it, he could only acquiesce.

But now if you want to use hundreds of thousands of dollars to buy a ranch of more than 500 acres, you must not even think about it, under normal circumstances, hundreds of thousands of dollars buy 60 or 70 acres is about the same.

If it weren't for Cannon, 300,000 plus the money given by Merica to buy cattle, plus the sale of forage, Zhang Chi might be able to make a down payment, but now, don't say anything.

Let's be honest and stay up for another year.

If you don't buy a ranch, then Zhang Chi has to spend part of the money, otherwise Lao Mei's tax is really bad, and now Leonard is used to help apply for government subsidies to buy farms.

Tractors must be the first priority, a high-horsepower tractor will come, a mowing and tying all-in-one machine, and a medium model powered by a tractor will also come to one.

The sprinkler mentioned above will naturally have to come too.

As soon as such money is spent, even if you buy forage in exchange for hundreds of thousands, the tax to be paid will immediately drop, and this tax rate is really scary.

Leonard helped the application money down, Zhang Chi went directly to the agricultural machinery company to order the machine, signed the contract, and went back to wait, they have not yet stocked, and it will take almost a month before the machine will be handed over to Zhang Chi.

Anyway, I can't use it now, Zhang Chi is not in a hurry, people ask him to go home and wait, then go home and wait.

There is always some laziness in the small days of winter, coupled with the low temperature, the snow in the pasture accumulates more and more, and then he can't even run up on horseback, so Zhang Chi simply got up in winter.

The main thing to do all day long is to feed the little black cat.

Under Zhang Chi's careful care, the second dog's single seedling grew very quickly, and it didn't take long for it to grow to almost half the size of the second dog, which can be said to have grown very quickly.

Although he is big, the ink is still timid, extremely small, and every day as long as there is movement outside, he will hide in the dark, shrink into a ball, and rush out.

Ink's favorite is still goat's milk, a proper milk king, if he can't drink milk, he can't stop screaming in front of Zhang Chi, there is no way, Zhang Chi has to continue to feed, but he changed from a bottle to a basin.

Oh, the ink is Zhang Chi named the lone seedling of the second dog, the whole body is black like a carbon head, and the name ink is very suitable.

Early this morning, Zhang Chi pushed open the door and saw a small snowflake floating outside, the snow was not big, and the sparse snowflakes could hardly cover the distant mountains, which meant something.

Standing outside and taking a look, Zhang Chi retreated into the house.

I fried two sugar eggs for myself, and two more for the ink.

The veal filling was chopped last night, and today I took it out and put a little chopped green onion, pepper, and a little cooking oil, and then stirred the prepared green onion and ginger water into it to allow the beef foam to fully absorb.

Roll out the noodles into a big pancake, brush with oil on one side, roll it into a strip and divide it into seven or eight qizi, and then roll it into a small round cake and brush it with oil on one side, and then roll it into a strip, this time you don't need to divide it, put the strip up immediately and press it directly, continue to roll it into a crust, and then press it into a round cake.

Toss back and forth three or four times, roll out the cake into the same as the skin of the bun, wrap the beef filling in it, and roll it out into long strips after wrapping.

Do this to all the Qizi.

Grease the pan and fry the pancakes.

After frying, take out the cake and make it golden and buttery, with layers of thin and crispy crust on the outside and juicy and fragrant beef filling on the inside.

This thing is paired with a bowl of thin rice porridge, it is really warm and delicious, and instantly makes you feel that your life has started with a good start.

A call went to Cannon's phone.

"Eat!"

Soon Cannon appeared at the table.

"Oh!"

Cannon washed his hands, sat down at the table, and rubbed his hands before starting, this kind of beef-filled baked cake Cannon is not the first time to eat it, he can even make two sounds of Chinese baked cake, which shows Cannon's love for this food.

Unlike Zhang Chi, he is not used to eating rice porridge, and thinks that this thing is nothing to eat, with such a good thing, except for milk, everything else is scum.

Zhang Chi felt that Cannon didn't know how to enjoy, and this thing with rice porridge was the standard.

Fortunately, neither of them is a person with a broken mouth, nor is it a two-headed donkey, you like milk, I like rice porridge, everyone likes their own, and no one ever tries to convince others to suit their taste.

"BOSS, our cattle may have to be mated in advance, and a few cows look like they're about to go."

While the two were eating, they talked about the things in the pasture, and after a word or two, Cannon expressed his speculation, and in his experience, the cows in the ranch seemed to be about to enter a period of love.

Under natural conditions, this kind of thing is unlikely, because in such cold weather, the pregnancy of a calf means that the calf is born almost in the cold period.

Calves in the snow and ice will not survive, and nature has long taught cows how to choose when to breed their herd.

But in the pasture, this kind of thing is not caused by cows, and there are almost no pastures where cattle breed naturally, and they are all manual interventions, because the success rate is higher than that of natural breeding.

So because Zhang Chi threw the cow into the gourd several times, the side effects did not arouse Cannon's suspicions.

"Then what should I do, oh yes, do you have to take the seed first?" Zhang Chi asked.

Cannon nodded.

Zhang Chi said: "Then add some nutrition to the scars, and the time has come to use them."

"Get a veterinarian," Cannon said.

"I know, which veterinarian do you think is better?" Zhang Chi asked Cannon.

Regarding the choice of veterinarians, Nell and others have given Zhang Chi's opinions, and several people have recommended two, and Zhang Chi just wants to hear Cannon's opinion.

Cannon didn't even think about it, and he just gave a name: "I'm suggesting Brody, he's older and more experienced."

"Then he's it," Zhang Chi directly finalized.

The veterinarian used by Nell and the others must have had a brush, and Cannon suggested that it was Brody, who was close to fifty, and that would be him.

Having decided on this, Cannon brought up something else, most of the things on the ranch were some lock matters, not a big deal, and it was easy to solve.

The most relaxing thing about Zhang Chi Ranch is that these cattle are all alive and well, and there is no disease all year round, which virtually reduces the work pressure of the cowboys.

Generally speaking, it is not uncommon for pasture cattle to get sick, but it is not surprising.

Cattle are the same as people, some of them get together and rarely get sick, and some of them are sick seedlings, a gust of wind blows, maybe there are cows who can't stand it, and they run their stomachs.

For the rancher, every cow is a fortune, and you have to take care of it when you are sick, and if you are very sick, you have to take care of it all night, and if you are sick, you have to take care of it, which is almost no different from when people are sick and ask you to serve them.

"By the way, BOSS, when are you going back to China?" Cannon asked again.

Zhang Chi thought for a while: "I originally planned to leave after Christmas, but now that I want to breed, I guess I will leave later."

Cannon smiled and said, "It's not a big deal, in fact, it doesn't matter if you're not there, we can't help at this time, and we have to work on the veterinarian's side."

"Shall I leave?"

Zhang Chi felt that it seemed a little irresponsible for him to leave at this time.

Cannon continued: "It's okay, I'm here, in fact, I don't have much help, just look around, at most help drive the cattle or something, and this thing is not done in a week or two, if you stay here, it is estimated that it will take at least twenty days, and you will stay for twenty days."

Cannon's meaning is very clear, Zhang Chi is not the same in this matter.

Hearing Cannon say this, Zhang Chi no longer insisted, in fact, he himself understood that he couldn't help at all with this kind of technical operation, and the veterinarian was professional in doing this kind of thing.

"When the time comes, if there is anything, just contact me directly on MicroX," Zhang Chi said.

Because of Zhang Chi, now Cannon also has his own micro X number, but he only has a friend like Zhang Chi on his software.

Cannon nodded.

After eating, Cannon helped him with his business, and after Zhang Chi cleaned up the bowl, he lay down comfortably on the rocking chair, took a blanket to cover his legs, hummed a little song softly, ate melon seeds, and flipped up the book in his hand.

That small appearance, easy and comfortable to use on him, is very suitable.

Zhang Chi had just flipped through the book for a while, and the ink ran over and crawled down Zhang Chi's leg to his thigh, and found a comfortable position to lie down.

"You're going to enjoy it better than I do."

Seeing the ink, Zhang Chi smiled and gently pressed his hand on its head twice, then continued to grab the melon seeds and put them in his mouth and knocked them up.

From time to time, he also sent one to the ink mouth. The ink did not refuse, he gave him what to eat, and quietly accompanied the master to read.