Zhang Chi knew what Miller said, but he really didn't know that the black market in the United States was so developed, and everything was sold.

But now this matter has little to do with him, it's just a matter of asking more questions and having a good time, and now Zhang Chi feels that his main task is to expand his ranch, after all, more than 500 acres of land is too small, let alone looking at the United States, even in Amber Town, it is at most a middle and lower class.

Not to mention others, the Nell family's ranch alone has more than 2,000 acres, and if he has more than 2,000 acres of land, then he can say that his income is not too worried.

After arguing with Miller for a while, the two of them packed up their things and prepared to sleep, everyone came with sleeping bags, naturally they were sleeping bags, and the bed in the house was also quite simple, to be honest, Zhang Chi was not very rich in China when he was young, and he had never slept in such a bed.

A few simple wooden planks were put together, and a layer of hay was laid underneath, and there was originally a mattress on top, but Zhang Chi really didn't want to pad this mattress, so he had to put his sleeping bag directly on the hay.

When Zhang Chi opened his eyes the next day, he felt that his whole body was uncomfortable, he hadn't slept in such a hard bed for a long time, and he felt a dull pain in the joints of his whole body when he sat up.

"Woke up?"

Miller has risen.

Without his movement, Zhang Chi is estimated to be still asleep.

With a sigh, Zhang Chi got out of his sleeping bag, put on his coat and rolled up the sleeping bag, buttoned the buttons around it, and then stuffed it into the sleeping bag.

Don't think about brushing your teeth or anything, fortunately, when you only have a few days, you can just get a mouthwash to deal with it.

Zhang Chi went to the door and spit out the mouthwash in his mouth, and saw that the big guys were all up.

It was not yet dawn, and four o'clock was the darkest and darkest time of the day, and even if there was moonlight overhead, the whole earth was still dark, although it was not to the point where you could not see your fingers, but it was not much better.

"Everyone clean up, and we'll start work after eating."

Nell's voice came from Zhang Chi's ears.

Miller then came out and walked to Nell's room, and when he returned, he had two large steaks in his hand.

When Zhang Chi returned to the house, he found that the aroma of the steak had come out.

"Such a piece?"

"It's pickled, and it's just roasted over the fire," Miller said.

Zhang Chi leaned over to take a look and found that the steak was cooked, but it didn't look like it was grilled, but it was smoked after cooking.

Because the taste is not the same as grilled and fried steak.

"Bring your plate," Miller said.

Zhang Chi listened and took out his plate and handed it to Miller.

Miller took a piece of steak on the plate with a tong, and then grabbed it twice with his gloved hand, and in an instant the steak was broken, and then Miller poured a little juice on the steak, and lined up a few pickled cucumbers, and some roasted onion rings.

After taking the plate, Zhang Chi cleaned his hands with disinfectant tissues, took out the fast money he had brought with him from his pocket, and began to eat.

I originally thought that the taste of the steak was average, but when I ate it in my mouth, I felt that this beef was quite distinctive, first of all, it tasted good, the beef was tender and juicy, in addition to a little spice, there was also the aroma of fruit wood.

"It tastes good, it's very special," Zhang Chi said.

Miller himself was squatting with a plate at this time, and the plate was on his lap and he was eating it with his hands.

"This is a very homely practice here for us, steak first cooked, at this time the steak must be large, almost a third, the meat must be at least three fingers thick, boil when put lime, put rosemary, tomatoes, boil until three or four are ripe, scoop them up, smoke them in the smokerbox, take them out after half an hour and then cook them in the pot, take them out when they are seven ripe, and then roast them slightly with fire, and wait for the skin to change color slightly."

Miller and Zhang Chi talked about how to make this pastrami.

Zhang Chi likes the rural beef production method, the biggest reason is arrogant, as soon as the cow comes up, it is directly a large piece, and the beef can be full after drying, and eating some side dishes is support, this kind of freedom to eat meat is really not comparable to any restaurant in China.

The second is that the method is simple and the taste is not bad.

Chinese-style beef has the taste of Chinese-style beef, and American-style beef has the characteristics of American-style beef.

But as far as eating meat is concerned, Zhang Chi has to vote for the American way of eating most of the time. Without it, just the enjoyment of this item, the American way of eating is really superior.

"When to try it" Zhang Chi really hadn't used this method before.

Miller laughed: "My father is the best at this method, and he will wait for two days to buy cattle and come to my house as a guest."

"No problem," Zhang Chi said with a smile.

Miller opened his mouth and said that it must be to invite you, and the Americans did not bend around in this regard, saying that inviting you as a guest is really inviting you to be a guest, and there is no such thing as being polite.

After the two of them finished eating, they each cleaned up their plates and began to tidy up the house.

"You don't have to take these pots or something?"

Zhang Chi saw Miller put the stored plates or something directly on the small table, so he opened his mouth and asked.

Miller said: "You don't need these things on the road, these things are left here, and when the cattle are driven home, Nell will bring them over and tear them down, and just transport these things and the house back by the way."

"Can't you put it here and wait for the winter transition?" Zhang Chi asked.

Miller shook his head and explained, "Who knows which piece of pasture will be given to you for the winter?" Everyone is like this, and they are used to dismantling every year."

Renting a public pasture for the winter, the ranch also has a fat and thin saying, if you let everyone pick who doesn't want to pick a better one? No one goes to the bad ones, and the good ones have to fight, so just take your turns, and if you stay in a good place today, then next year you will have to take the turn of a bad place, so it's fair to everyone.

Now Zhang Chi won't ask anymore, as for whether things will be lost here, that's not something Zhang Chi considers, but there are really not many petty thieves here, even if it's petty theft, the attention is on the cow, no one steals these things, and naturally no one wants anything that can't be sold at a price.

Pack your bags and put all your belongings on the back of your horse.

Everything was ready, the sky was already dark, and everyone was ready to go.

Everyone got on the horse, and Nell's side gathered everyone together and assigned the task.

"Miller, Garcia, you are on the left, George, you and my father are in charge of the back, and I am ......" Nell briefly divided the task.

The rest of the work is the easiest, because as long as the cattle are driven forward, be careful not to leave the cattle behind.

The cowboys on both wings are busy, and they have to make sure that the herd is on the right path.

The word cow temper has a strong meaning in both the United States and China, and it is nothing to let one or two cows follow the route, but it is not easy to say about a herd of cows, and if you are inexperienced, you will catch up with hundreds of cows, and you may still be in the same place at the end of the day.

The tasks were divided, and all the cowboys marched towards the herd.

At this moment, the herd began to get a little restless, and there was mooing everywhere.

The Nell cattle dog was also busy at the moment, barking at the herd, so the otherwise quiet wilderness immediately became lively.

Zhang Chi practiced cattle driving skills under the guidance of Cannon, although it was not very good, but he did not pull across, and Charles rode twice, about 20 meters apart, and kept hitting his horse to prevent those who were ready to play slippery and backwards The cattle fell behind.

Iha!

Phew!

Constant shouts rang out from the cowboy's mouth, and the waving lasso was now used as a whip and whipped on the bulls who didn't play according to the routine.

After everyone gathered the herd together, they began to drive the cattle in the direction of their homes.

The herd moves very slowly, one by one lazily as if walking, and from time to time there are cows bowing their heads and arching the snow to gnaw on grass roots or something.

The cows are slow, but the cowboys are not slow, and everyone has to keep an eye on the herd.

One of the most troublesome is the calf, especially the half-sized calf, which is very curious and playful, and always wants to get out of the herd from time to time and go to the side to have a look.

The key is that these little guys are really not slow at all, and if they are not careful, they can spread their hooves and jump several meters away from the herd.

When the cowboys saw this, they had to drive them back to the herd, or they would have to work a long way to drive them back.

The guys seem to like to play peek-a-boo with the cowboys, and the faster you chase them, the faster they seem to get upside down on their four little legs.

Zhang Chi and Charles in the back of the palace are relatively relaxed, because of the position of the two, the calf is not easy to run, and if the calf wants to leave the herd, just throw it over with the lasso in his hand.

But just like that, Zhang Chi's body quickly became hot.

There's no way, the whole person doesn't stop for a moment on the horse, and keeps moving again, it's strange if it's not hot.

At first, I was still moving on a relatively flat grassland, but when I got out of the grassland, I entered the forest, and there was a road about ten meters wide in the forest.

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It's not a serious road, it's just that there are no trees, and the ground is not flat, and it looks crooked like the bad road that Zhang Chi's hometown didn't pave before.

There were some shrubs on both sides of the road from time to time, and although there were no green leaves on them, many of them had needles on them, and if they were to be scraped once, it would not matter if people arrived, and Marco would be uncomfortable.

Zhang Chi knew that these roads were actually the roads that used to be transferred, such as when there were no refrigerated trucks in the past, selling cattle was hard work, most of the western cowboys sold cattle, and even had to drive the cattle hundreds of kilometers away, sometimes on the road for more than a month.

At that time, they all walked this way, because on both sides of the road were either other people's pastures or farms, and what did the cattle eat all the way when you drove the oxen on that road?