The sudden enthusiasm made people feel quite awkward, not only Zhang Chi's feelings, but Brian was also a little unacceptable.

At lunchtime, Brian and Zhang Chi sat at the table.

The two of them have nothing to do, and they are generally the first to eat.

By the way, Merica's ranch has a canteen, a small restaurant with an area of about 100 square meters, half of the area of the restaurant is a kitchen, and the other half of the area has two tables, and there are not many cowboys in the ranch, and two small round tables can seat almost everyone.

And all the cowboys don't eat at the same time, they eat at the same time, and they are generally not satisfied here.

The kitchen dishes are also simple, usually with steaks, salads, and several soups, and sometimes some burritos.

Today's lunch kitchen serves steak, boiled corn on the cob, and vegetable salad, and unlike in the past, there is also a fish steak and chicken burrito for everyone to choose from.

Zhang Chi didn't move anything else, here he only ate steak with the right appetite.

"George, Brian!"

The chef is an aunt, a standard American-style fat man, with a waist circumference like an iron bucket that can't see the neck.

When they came to the table of the two, the aunt brought each of them a plate with a sugar omelette on each plate.

"Thank you" Zhang Chi and the aunt were polite.

"No thanks," the aunt put down the plate and left with a smile.

Zhang Chi returned his attention to the steak in front of him.

Today's steak is relatively large, not relatively large, but in line with Zhang Chi's impression of steak, large and thick. Unlike the boxed steak I used to eat and buy in China, the thickness of the palm is less than half a centimeter, this is still raw, and if it is cooked, it is similar to paper in Zhang Chi's eyes.

Brian didn't ask for steaks, he asked for fish steaks today, and fish steaks are generally sea fish steaks, because they are big and have almost no spines, and Americans are not very good at dealing with fish bones, and they also find things with spines too troublesome to eat.

This is a general explanation, Zhang Chi thinks that in fact, the biggest reason is that Americans don't know how to make water fish at all, and their method of doing it is either frying or grilling, and there is no way to get rid of the earthy smell on the general water fish.

Fish has an earthy smell, not only Americans, but also many Chinese will not find it delicious.

"Boss, what do you keep watching steaks for?" Brian half of the fish meat was in his stomach, and he felt a little strange when he saw that Zhang Chi was still looking at the steak in front of him.

Zhang Chi whispered: "See, today's steaks have grown up a little."

Brian laughed when he heard this.

He naturally knew the reason, no one here liked the two of them before, but now that the grass is so grassy, these people suddenly changed their faces, originally the steak was estimated to be the smallest for the two, but now it must be a standard steak.

After looking at it for a while, Zhang Chi cut the steak, forked a piece and dipped it in the sauce next to it and put it in his mouth.

The taste of the steak is very good, which shows that the skill of the aunt in grilling the steak is much more reliable than her appearance.

The steak meat is delicate and full of juice, but you know that it is a fattening cow when you taste it, and the grass-fed cow will not have such full juice, and the aroma is also a little worse, saying that the beef aroma mainly comes from fat, grass-fed beef has less fat, and the natural aroma is not as strong as that of fattening cattle.

But if the light wheel is healthy, it must be grass-fed beef, and the price of the two almost reflects this problem.

The fragrant beef, with the aroma of black pepper, is a perfect match for Zhang Chi, and if you eat it occasionally, you don't have to worry about any health or unhealth, so a piece of steak quickly entered Zhang Chi's stomach.

A little vegetable relieved the greasy, a candy omelette was boiled and cracked, and Zhang Chi was full.

"You eat slowly, I'll go take a break" Zhang Chi saw that Brian was still eating, so he pushed away the plate in front of him and stood up.

"Okay," Brian said.

The boss had to take a nap every day at noon, which seemed to have become a habit, and Brian had become accustomed to it.

Back in the dormitory, Zhang Chi lay down on the bed, took his pants to cover his belly, closed his eyes and began to take a nap.

He felt as if someone was standing next to him, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Merica looking at him with a smile.

"What are you doing, like a ghost" Zhang Chi sat up suddenly.

Merica laughed, "I'll come and see the grass sprouts."

"Look at the grass sprouts, you just go to see it, what are you doing here to make me sleep?" Zhang Chi was a little speechless, this woman could still read her when she didn't see it, but when she saw her, she didn't have anything good.

Merika said, "Don't sleep, I'll introduce you to business later."

Zhang Chi was a little unconvinced, and opened his mouth to say, "You would be so kind?" ”

Merika glanced at Zhang Chi and made a neck-strangulation gesture: "Why am I not kind, there are ranchers next to me who have heard about it and want to plant your grass in their pastures."

"Then you thank them on my behalf, and tell them that at least not this year," Zhang Chi said.

"Why?" Merica was a little strange: "It's not that they don't give money, I'm just passing on what they mean."

Zhang Chi said: "I also have grass seeds to give money, the grass seeds saved last year are used in your pasture, if you don't mind, you can share a part of them, it's unrealistic to want to take it from me."

And let them grow pasture? Where is Zhang Chi willing to do this, they don't give themselves fifty percent of the net profit, and after planting the pasture, Zhang Chi has to come over and water it at least once every three months, how can he have this time.

"Why not, Cannon told me......" Merica said solemnly.

Zhang Chi looked at her nonsense, and waited for Merika to finish speaking, Zhang Chi said to her: "If Cannon can tell you this, I'll bring you a big ding for you to see."

Zhang Chi knows Cannon, and he also trusts Cannon.

With Cannon's temperament, where would he tell others how many grass seeds there are in his pasture, this kind of thing Zhang Chi didn't say he wouldn't ask at all, even if he had any doubts in his heart, he wouldn't open his mouth, because as a professional cowboy, he understands that there are some things that the boss should know, if the boss wants you to know, he will tell you, and if he doesn't tell you, it's none of your business, then don't ask more, and working hard is the last word.

Merica is not embarrassed at all, it is already the norm for the two to be together like this, you fool me, I will dig a pit for you to jump, the two seem to be quite satisfied with this relationship.

"By the way, when are you going back?" Merica teleported away from the subject.

Zhang Chi said: "Look at the situation in the afternoon, and leave in the afternoon if there is nothing to do."

Merika listened and said, "You don't think you can go back in the next two days."

"Why?" Zhang Chi was a little curious.

"Eric asked everyone to work overtime, and the reconstructed land was to be planted with ......."

Zhang Chi waved his hand when he heard this: "They can rush to open the land, but when to plant it is up to me."

Now that Zhang Chi's waist is stiffened, he naturally speaks loudly enough.

originally thought that Merica would threaten herself or something, but who knew that this little girl's skin had changed her sex today, and she actually said with a smile: "Whatever you want, as long as you plant all the leveled land at the time we agreed."

Let's get off the book

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Chi couldn't help but be stunned.

Seeing that Zhang Chi was stunned, Merica asked again: "When can the cattle enter the field?" ”

"It can't be that skinny calf, right?" Zhang Chi asked.

Merica said, "How...... Forget it, let's be honest, that's it, you have to think about it for me, I don't have much money in my pocket these days."

Seeing Zhang Chi looking at him with a mocking face, Merika began to cry on her side.

Zhang Chi didn't believe it, but there was no way to refute it, because he didn't know how much money Merica had, but Merica could almost know how much money Zhang Chi had.

There's no way, the poor family's accounts are clear, and people can roughly come out of that little thing as soon as they count it, and there is no way to hide it. You want to hide it, but you have to have Dong XZ, the pocket is cleaner than the face, what are you hiding?

"Whatever you want" Zhang Chi didn't care too much.

"Why don't you meet the ranchers around you?" Merica asked.

"They're coming?"

"Of course, otherwise how would I know they're interested in Beard Grass," Merica said.

Zhang Chi thought for a while and replied: "I still don't want it, I don't have anything to talk to them about."

"Then you can continue to lie down, goodbye".

After saying that, Merica turned around and left Zhang Chi's small dormitory, and when she reached the door, she half-opened the door, and Merica stopped and turned her head again.

"I told them to get you out in a private room."

"No need, it's good here, I won't be able to stay for a few days anyway," Zhang Chi said.

For the place to live, Zhang Chi is not very particular, when he came in to live alone, the smallest room Zhang Chi lived in was not as big as a quarter of what it is now.

And for Zhang Chi, no matter how good the place is, it is not his own home, and he will not come often in the future, as long as there is a bed, there is no need to get a single room or something.

"Whatever you want".

After throwing down the next sentence, Merica left Zhang Chi's room.

said that they were going to leave in the afternoon, but they didn't make it out in the end, because these cowboys were really playing with their lives, Zhang Chi's idle kung fu, these guys actually transferred a few deep tractors directly from the nearby ranch, and directly doubled the efficiency.

What shocked Zhang Chi was not that the cowboys were playing with their lives, nor was it inefficient, but that almost every ranch here had a deep tractor.

This kind of tractor is not wheeled, but tracked, and it is tens of centimeters deep when it turns over.

Zhang Chi covets this kind of tractor, because this thing is too expensive, one is hundreds of thousands of dollars, and some may cost millions of dollars.

The ranchers here are so rich!

Zhang Chi looked at the giant tractor roaring in the pasture, and he was envious in his heart.

However, envy is envy, Zhang Chi also understands that his own ranch does not need these at all.

As soon as the cowboys on the ranch worked hard, Zhang Chi was busy, and he was busy for almost half a month, until all the grass was planted.