Zhang Chi, who returned to the ranch stable, began to unload the saddle, put the saddle into the saddle room, took out the sweat pad to dry, and blew the sweat on it.

Turned his head and went into the stable, ready to wipe the sweat on Chiyan Mountain, lest this guy catch a cold.

While looking for the cloth, Cannon ran over with a trot, shouting as he ran, "BOSS! BOSS！ Have you heard, we lost thousands of cows next door, and I heard that they all ran into the mountains......".

If there is a person in the town who hates his neighbor as much as Zhang Chi, it is only Cannon.

Maybe this person hates him more than Zhang Chi, because Zhang Chi just spent money, but he squatted on the number.

The number of entering the United States, put in the mouths of a bunch of Sven scum in China, it is estimated that the treatment is better than living in a Jingjiao Hotel, in fact, what a good egg.

On the American side, there are a lot of prisons that are private, and you heard that right, privately run prisons.

When a private person engages in something, he must face the biggest problem, and that is to make money! Think about it, how good this kind of trumpet can be.

There was once such a legendary person, who entered the number and was stunned to settle everything with money, and that guy lived in it called a leisurely, okay, Zhang Chi was wrong, this one was really more comfortable in the number than in the Jingjiao Hotel.

Something remote control of their own gang, nothing to do, people asked the female prison guards to accompany the landlord, and the belly of several female prison guards was bigger, and it was really a good fire.

Of course, Cannon's poor money must not be treated like this, he went in and wanted to have a good meal, it was not easy, you have to say that he has not been beaten, you are willing to believe it, Cannon's is not to believe it.

So as soon as he heard a friend call that thousands of cows had been lost next door, Cannon was happy as if he was celebrating the New Year, and ran over to report the good news to Zhang Chi.

Zhang Chi rarely saw Cannon's eyebrows flutter when he was so uncalm.

"It's good that you can't find a cow! Phew, this Sanoh Beech" Cannon was excited.

Zhang Chi smiled at Cannon and said: "Determination, determination, don't behave like this when you go out, otherwise people will say that we have no love, but you can say it at home!" Hahaha! It's so cool."

Hahahaha! Cannon laughed along.

The two laughed out loud together, almost breaking their psoas muscles.

"How many heads did you lose?" Zhang Chi finished laughing, wiped the tears of sympathy for the good neighbor that flowed from the corners of his eyes, and when the crystal tears fell on the belly of his fingers, he flicked it lightly, and the small water droplets disappeared in an instant.

Cannon also smiled about the same: "I don't know, I heard that there are at least a thousand cows, and the peace they bought was all wiped out, is it good news?" ”

"Count, count, why don't you count, eat two more bowls of rice tonight," Zhang Chi said with a smile.

"Otherwise, let's have a barbecue tonight, and I'll make you a South American-style roast beef," Cannon said.

Zhang Chi thought for a moment and said, "Why don't you slaughter a sheep?" ”

Cannon asked Zhang Chi, "Wouldn't it be too ostentatious?" If they get all the cattle back, won't we lose a sheep for nothing? ”

"That's right, then let's wait a few days before eating, and we'll eat roast beef tonight" Zhang Chi thought about it for a while, and felt that it was also a bit good, the cow that was lost, and his family slaughtered sheep today, was a little bit seen by others.

Cannon nodded twice.

After two more sentences, Cannon ran to the house to make his South American roast beef, while Zhang Chi hummed a little song and wiped Chiyanshan's body, and then sent Chiyanshan into the compartment.

Back in the house, Zhang Chi didn't know that Cannon had already cut the side dishes, and the beef was also roasted in the big oven under the eaves.

There isn't much work left for Zhang Chi, well, just eat with a mouth.

It was getting dark, and Cannon's meal was ready.

South American-style roast beef, to be honest, doesn't quite fit Zhang Chi's appetite, and I don't know if Canon doesn't do it well, or Zhang Chi is not suitable for this kind of appetite, I always feel a little chai.

But it's not bad, as long as the beef has a salty taste, and the grass smell is removed, there is nothing that can't be eaten.

Add two cloves of garlic like Zhang Chi, and the taste will go up at once.

Firewood?

With some dipping sauce, where else can you get firewood?

Zhang Chi just said his feelings, it does not mean that other Chinese do not like it, it is like some people like to eat screw powder, but some people do not like it.

The two of them didn't eat in the house, but sat directly on the sofa under the porch with a plate, looked at the brightly lit neighbor's house in the west, and took a bite of beef, which was a clove of garlic, that taste, that mood, not to mention eating beef, it is estimated that eating has a sweet taste.

But the two of them were so happy.

Helicopter!

Zhang Chi saw two or three helicopters flying up at a meal, and he slandered the people and ointment that his neighbors earned in China, and suddenly felt that he was still too kind today!

After eating, Cannon sang in Portuguese and went back to work in the cowshed.

Zhang Chi was brushing the ink and looking at the busy neighbor for a while, and then turned around and entered the house.

After entering the house, he raised his feet into the gourd, looking at a large and small cow, originally felt that the gourd space was not large, but this group of cattle, thousands of cows squeezed in, actually did not feel squeezed at all, sparsely stood all over the grass, it actually looked a little empty.

But miracles, there must be something magical, and Zhang Chi didn't get entangled, if he was entangled in this, Zhang Chi would have to suffer from mental illness.

The first thing I did when I came in was to count the cows, but there were thousands of cows, and it was chaotic when I counted them, because the cows could move and walk around, and after a while, I didn't know which one was right from the other.

There are four or five kinds of cattle in the gourd, large and small are mixed together, Zhang Chi doesn't say that he counts, and his eyes are glazed after looking at it for a while.

Giving up counting the cows, Zhang Chi stayed for a while and then came out of the gourd.

I was so happy today, so happy that Zhang Chi couldn't sleep a little, and at more than three o'clock in the morning, he closed his eyes in a daze.

When he got up in the morning, the bastard of ink put his head between Zhang Chi's neck again, like a big flesh-shaped scarf.

Pushing away the ink brain, Zhang Chi got up from the bed, opened the curtains and found that the sun was almost hanging in the air.

I got up and washed up and went to the cowshed.

As soon as he saw Cannon, Cannon grinned: "BOSS, I heard that more than 1,900 cattle were lost next door, and more than 100 ...... were recovered last night."

Zhang Chi also grinned, and now he knew how many cows there were in his gourd.

"Looking for a night?" Zhang Chi asked.

Cannon nodded: "Yes, all the cowboys looked for a night, and I heard that the police were called yesterday, and the cowboys didn't think so many cows ran out."

Zhang Chi understands this, and the movement of two bulls running out is definitely different from that of more than a hundred.

Let's not talk about anything else, the cow pulled along the way can also explain the problem, and the pulled by two thousand cows and two hundred cows all the way can be judged by cowboys with little experience.

What's more, the good neighbors are all experienced cowboys, and you can see the problem at a glance.

But this is the police?

Zhang Chi didn't say that it was not okay to call the police, of course the police had to call the police, but it was of little use, not to mention that Zhang Chi sucked the cow here, even if he didn't suck it, the police probably came over to take a look.

The most important thing in this matter is the investigator of the insurance company, because the insurance company has to take real money out of his pocket.

Insurance?

There must be one!

You can't buy some insurance if you don't buy it, and you bring it with you when you buy a cow. What is a mandatory fee, that's it.

But this time the insurance company was forced by the neighbors.

As for the skills of the nearby police, not to mention that Zhang Chi doesn't have any hope, I'm afraid that few people in the town think that the police are of the best use in this matter.

Not to mention anything else, the car of electronic products lost in the snow last year, Mao has not found it yet, it stands to reason that the electronic products of this car, as well as the serial number, should be easy to find, but these people are stunned that there are no clues at all, and the state police are now black-eyed, like a bunch of big fools.

If Zhang Chi lost his cow, he also had to call the police, but this call to the police was not for the police to break the eucalyptus, but to tell the insurance company that our ranch lost its cattle, and you have to lose money!

Thinking of this, Zhang Chi was a little unhappy again, it turned out to be an insurance company that had been in love for a long time?

The second aunt's!

How can you just listen to Cannon about things like this, there is obviously one of the most lively places!

Where? Where else could it be but a bar!

So Zhang Chi ate something and went to the bar.

The bar's opening hours have now changed, from the afternoon to after half past ten in the morning.

As soon as he entered the bar, Zhang Chi felt as if he was in a dung tank, his ears were buzzing, and a room full of cowboys were chatting about losing cows.

As soon as Zhang Chi found a place to sit down next to the bar, a cowboy asked Zhang Chi, "George, do you know that your neighbor lost the cow?" ”

"I know, but I don't know what's going on," Zhang Chi said.

"I heard ......."

Good guy, rumors are flying all over the sky, this cowboy says he lost more than 3,000 cows.

Immediately, some cowboys retorted, saying that more than 4,000 heads were lost.

made Zhang Chi speechless for a while, how many cows are there in good neighbors, and more than 4,000 are lost?

"It's so normal for them to lose their cows!"

At this time, an old cowboy Shi came to the earth with a shocking sentence, which immediately attracted everyone's attention to him.

"The management is too chaotic, the cows are released and the cowboys will be fine, either get together to play poker, or sleep well, and only arrange a patrol fence every two days, and it is so-so, put it in the normal pasture, the fence is broken, where can it not be found for a day?"

"That's it!"

The cowboys next to him nodded their heads.

The old cowboy's words are reasonable, not that there will always be someone watching the herd when they are released, but as a cowboy, it is still necessary to come over for an hour or two to see how the cows are doing.

Even if there are few people in a small ranch, you have to take a turn in a morning, not to mention a large ranch with so many people, and the cowboys will definitely have to patrol the farm in batches.

If you are given a high salary, the cowboys will definitely do their jobs carefully?

That's not necessarily the case!

If the salary is stable and higher than that of the average person, it will be efficient? That's not even better, everyone understands this.

The cowboys hired by Zhang Chi's good neighbors are also the ones who are mainly in charge of their own mental relaxation, so they will naturally be loosened below.

Otherwise, Zhang Chi could toss back and forth several times, sucked the cow a few times and didn't meet a cowboy, this is the problem.