Zhang Chi really didn't expect the conditions of the ranch to be so simple, he thought that there had to be a wooden house or something, this thing is very popular with Americans, and if you find a place with a bad corner, you have to build one for a vacation or something.

According to Zhang Chi's idea, if he has time to build a wooden house by the small lake in the forest, he has to make a decent house in the pasture, even if it is small, it must be a house.

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Who knew that when I looked at this side, it was a few prefabricated houses.

Yes, the weather here is a little warmer than Amber's, but it's not warm either, Merica's pasture is up to zero, and there is still snow here, how can you live in such a house, isn't it cold and hungry, I don't know how these people survived this winter.

Several pickup trucks arrived at the door, stopped the car, Zhang Chi got out of the car, and suddenly felt a cold wind blowing in his face.

"Welcome!"

An old man came out of the house, wrapped in a very thick leather jacket, which did not look like a cowboy, but a bit like an Eskimo, dressed in animal skin.

"This is Nell's father, Charles".

Miller next to him reminded Zhang Chi in a whisper.

Zhang Chi saw Nell's father for the first time, originally he thought that Nell's family had no elders, but who knew that a father suddenly appeared, which made Zhang Chi a little suspicious.

Moreover, the son's name is Charles, and the son's name is Nelson, and the family seems to have fallen into the nest of the Anglo-Sunkersons.

However, after a closer look, I found that the old man's appearance was really five or six points similar to Nell.

The old man was in good spirits, his face was ruddy, and his voice was full of energy, neither walking nor thinking like an old man of sixty or seventy years old, looking like he was in his fifties.

Nell introduced the people who came, of course, everyone else was acquaintances, mainly to introduce Zhang Chi, a new face.

"I've heard that your cattle are very well raised, and you are an excellent rancher" Charles heartily stretched out his hand to shake Zhang Chi, and then introduced himself: "My name is Charles, and I am also a rancher, but now I am retired, and I am a rabbit hunter."

Rabbit hunter? Zhang Chi was a little confused.

Charles didn't pay attention either, and hurriedly beckoned everyone into the house.

Entering the house, Zhang Chi looked around and felt that it was quite harmonious, but when he saw the outside and then looked inside, his receptivity was stronger.

There is a stove in the house, and it burns firewood, and the stove is not only for heating but also for cooking, so now there are pots and shelves next to the stove.

In a corner of the room, Zhang Chi found something new, there was a shelf, a wooden shelf, with a loop of rope wrapped around it, and on the top pole stood a sturdy eagle, with a gray beak and a yellow beak, which looked unusually strong.

The eagle looked at the people in the room at this moment, and it looked a little uneasy, and walked up and down the pole with its wings half outstretched.

"Jimmy!"

Charles said something to the eagle, but unfortunately the eagle still walked around.

As soon as Zhang Chi heard Charles shouting Jimmy, he immediately added the latter sentence in his mind.

'Jimmy, come on, Jimmy, come on, come on'.

I forgot what song I had, I just remember that when I was a child, I had this tape at home, and my own Lao Tzu sometimes listened to this song, and it was quite contagious, and I listened to a few words, and Jimmy came on, as if engraved in Zhang Chi's mind.

"This is my eagle Jimmy," said the old man with a smile.

Nell said to Charles at this time: "How are you going to have dinner tonight?" ”

"Let's divide it into several places as before, and tonight's main course is roast beef with mashed potatoes and ...... vegetable salad," Charles said.

Zhang Chi was not interested in the name of the dish Charles said, he was now looking at the eagle in the corner of the room, and felt that it was too exciting.

Left lead Huang, right Qingcang, thousands of horses roll Pinggang, what kind of momentum this is, now I have a dog, a horse also has, isn't there a lack of an eagle!

He was looking at the eagle in a daze, when he suddenly felt that someone had touched him, and he turned his head to find Miller glaring at him.

Zhang Chi didn't know what he meant.

"Let's go"

So Zhang Chi followed Miller out of the door, came to the house on the very edge, pushed open the door and walked in.

"Do what?"

"Ready to cook," Miller said.

Zhang Chiqi said: "Do it yourself? ”

Miller smiled and said, "Otherwise, now that the cowboy here is gone, of course we have to do it ourselves, I'll go and get some firewood back, light the fire first, and we'll live here tonight."

Zhang Chi was quite surprised, why do you have to cook by yourself? But think about the small pot in Charles's house, it's obvious that it's not enough for these people to eat.

Even if you use a large cauldron, you can't use it, because the stove is so big, you can put a big pot on it, and you can turn it over with a slight movement.

Zhang Chi couldn't sit still, so he got up and went with Miller to the firewood outside and came back with a pile of firewood.

I turned on the stove, and slowly there was a little warmth in the room.

Miller came back with a basin, there were two pieces of beef in the basin, some vegetables, potatoes and tomatoes and a kind of green leafy vegetables, what was the name Zhang Chi didn't know, he only knew that he didn't like the taste of this dish.

With the fire and some beef, the next thing is simple, rub some salt and ingredients on the beef, set it aside and wait for it to marinate for a while, Miller began to cut the vegetables.

Looking at Miller's appearance, Zhang Chi couldn't stand it a little, took the knife and began to cut it, and Zhang Chi cut the dish after three times and five divisions.

Miller had eaten Zhang Chi's dishes, so it was obvious that Zhang Chi's knife skills were no longer surprising, and when Zhang Chi was all right, Miller unscrewed the bottle of salad dressing, poured some sauce into the vegetables, mixed it and put it not far from the stove, so that the hot dishes would not be so cold when eating.

After a while, I started to fry the beef, there is nothing to say about this thing, I don't need any skills to turn it over, and I can eat it when it is fried on both sides and it is a little yellowish.

"Charles is a hunter? Hunting with a hawk? ”

Zhang Chi asked Miller while eating.

Miller replied: "Well, I specialize in catching rabbits, and in addition to this eagle, Charles has two minks." When hunting, put the mink in the rabbit hole, and the lucky rabbit that did not die ran out, and the eagle came in handy. You don't need your ranch, your two dogs are good at catching rabbits, by the way, when are you a little dog? ”。

"I don't know, but it should be fast according to the time. By the way, is Charles' business good? Zhang Chi thought this was interesting.

Miller laughed: "You can't support yourself with this, this kind of work is just a game for Charles." Even if he doesn't have to do anything, he doesn't have to do any work, he may live comfortably.

You may not know that he used to drill oil fields on his farm, and now those few oil wells a month can bring him more than 200,000 yuan of net income.

At this time of the year, he is a little busy when he helps Nell turn around, and most of the other time, he is either basking in the sun on the beach in Miami and soaking in the girls, or enjoying the sun and food on a small Caribbean island, and his life is quite moist."

"I see" Zhang Chi was a little envious when he heard it.

The oil well was drilled on the ground of one's own house, and this kind of thing is almost a legend, a legend of making a fortune overnight. In many states, if you buy land, then everything underground is yours, even if the oil is out, it is yours.

Of course, there are some states that are different, and each state is different.

Anyway, here, as long as you dig an oil well in your ground, it will not be oil but dollars, and you don't need to do anything, just wait for the money.

As for why Charles lives so chicly, while Nell, as his son, has a hard time raising cattle, I don't know.

Sometimes Americans divide the money very clearly, what is mine is mine, and what is yours is yours, although you are a son, you can't say that Lao Tzu's money is your own, and if the old man doesn't give it to you, it's still the old man's.

Hearing Zhang Chi mention this, Miller smiled: "Charles's life is enviable, I heard last year that he found a girlfriend, twenty or twenty-two, he is a model, I don't know if he has changed this year."

"People understand what they call life," Zhang Chi said with a smile.

With a net income of $200,000 a month, is it too much to have a model girlfriend in her twenties?

It's not too much at all, besides, Charles is so old, there are still a few years to live, if you don't hurry up and enjoy the fun of life, is it possible to wait for the money to be spent yet?

However, Zhang Chi is not much interested in the old man's love history, as well as an old pear flower pressed by the little begonia in his twenties, he is now interested in the eagle in the old man's house.

"Is it troublesome to raise an eagle?" Zhang Chi asked.

Now Zhang Chi is just curious, so he didn't ask anyway.

"You have a license, the eagle is bought and bred through legal procedures, of course, if you raise it in your own pasture, no one cares, as long as it doesn't go out of your ranch, then there is no problem. How, do you want to raise eagles? I advise you not to keep it, it's a nuisance," Miller said.

"I just asked casually, I thought it was quite interesting," Zhang Chi said.

Miller smiled and said, "There are many interesting things, except for a few animals in our state that cannot be raised privately, it seems that everything else can be raised."

"What can't you raise?" Zhang Chi asked.

"I forgot about the others, but you can look it up on the Internet, I remember that it was impossible to raise a Komodo dragon."

Zhang Chi couldn't help but say when he heard it: I'm!

Komodo dragon that thing for private keeping? Isn't it a bad brain, this guy is a reptile, and his mouth is full of bacteria, and if he takes a bite, it is estimated that the whole village will be able to have a banquet the next day.

"Tiger lions too?" Zhang Chi threw out the terrifying image of the Komodo dragon from his mind.

Miller smiled and asked, "Do you know where the most tigers are raised in the world?" ”

"Russia?" Zhang Chi felt that Lao Maozi's option was estimated to be right nine times out of ten.

Miller shook his head and said, "No, it's Texas, and statistics say that thousands of tigers in Texas are kept as pets by private individuals."

"Where did this thing come from?" Zhang Chi was a little skeptical.

Miller said: "This is the United States, you can buy anything with money, tigers, lions, elephants, and even all kinds of poisonous snakes, you just have to worry about your pockets."