Zhang Chi came to the stable, led Chiyan Mountain out of the compartment, combed his hair, brushed the dust on his body with a soft brush, and finally began to prepare saddles for Chiyan Mountain.

Riding up the Red Flame Mountain to the door of the cowshed, Cannon had already driven the miscellaneous cattle out of the cowshed.

At this moment, the sky outside was hazy, and the crest of the mountain to the east was now showing the whiteness of the fish's belly, and a herd of hundreds of cows came out of the cowshed one by one.

"The Point Guard Is Here"

You can see that they are very excited, probably because they don't want to stay in the cowshed and eat the dry grass, so as soon as they come out, these guys rush to the grass at the door of the cowshed, and run over happily.

But neither Zhang Chi nor Cannon would let them get their wish, and it was true that they were driven out to eat grass, but they were not allowed to take a shortcut to eat the grass at the door of the cowshed.

"Young! Drink! ”

Cannon shouted loudly, Zhang Chi also took the horse's head here, and crossed the Red Flame Mountain between the cattle and the grass, the Red Flame Mountain couldn't stop snorting, stepping on the ground with its front hooves, making a dull clicking sound, intimidating the herd.

The cattle saw that they could not eat the grass over there, so they turned and jumped towards the north side of the cowshed.

At this time, Cannon had already gotten on horseback, and the big bull and the second tiger were already standing on the left and right of the herd, all of them looking at Cannon, who had just gotten on horseback.

"Let's go!"

Cannon spat out a sentence from his mouth, removed the lasso from the saddle, flicked it lightly, and landed on the ass of the last cow.

It was a light, but it still scared the cow, and it mooed and opened its hooves and began to trot.

Its two moos made the whole herd a little nervous, and the cow in the head did not know what was happening behind it, but when it heard the screams of its companions, it instinctively trotted towards the front.

Woof! Woof!

The big cow and the second tiger also ran after the herd, and the two dogs stared at the herd one left and one right, so that all the cattle must be kept under control.

The miscellaneous cattle group is mostly the calves that have just been bought back this year, all of them are newborn calves who are not afraid of tigers, and the scars in front of them are running with small broken steps.

As soon as they find a loophole, they will immediately leave the herd.

These guys are like second-year teenagers, and they don't want to show that they are different.

Generally speaking, they encounter either a big bull or a second tiger, and the two dogs do not scare them, but when they are disobedient, they will really open their mouths to bite, but this bite is mostly a bluff.

Not to mention, any cow in the face of the big cow and two tigers will have a fearful mentality, either honestly run back, or just stand in place mooing and calling, want to find their mother to come to support, unfortunately, where its mother is, then only God knows.

Today, there was a calf who was not very lucky and was stopped by Zhang Chi.

A pair of small things with dead and cute big eyes are quite strong, and the long jie hair is one by one, which makes Zhang Chi can't help but think of a song, what is it called Changjie hair dimples and the like.

The little thing is planted, no matter how Ren Zhangchi scolds, he just doesn't move the place, his hind legs are straightened, and the tip of his tail is raised.

This is not a action, but the calf wants to top people, that is, to compete with Zhang Chi riding on the back of Red Flame Mountain.

Where did Zhang Chi eat it, the noose that he had already picked up in his hand was thrown directly onto the calf's back.

Moo!

No matter how strong he is, he knows that it hurts, and when this rope goes up, the calf turns his head honestly.

"Isn't it a bone splash, I don't know if I don't fight!"

Zhang Chi said to the calf.

The little guy is quite cunning, and he still wants to go around with Zhang Chi, running left and right for a while, as if he wants to hide and seek with Zhang Chi.

At this moment, where is Zhang Chi in the mood to play with it, it is a few ropes to go up, the little guy is really honest now, he turned his head and drilled into the herd, until he couldn't see Zhang Chi and Chiyan Mountain, and then he became honest.

In fact, Zhang Chi had already found that it hid next to a big cow, and from time to time he pointed his eyes at himself.

"BOSS, your cattle driving skills have improved again."

Cannon couldn't help but give Zhang Chi a thumbs up when he saw Zhang Chi's perfect interception this time.

Zhang Chi smiled and said, "Forget it, don't boast."

Zhang Chi knows his own family affairs, although he is long, but compared to an old cowboy like Cannon, he is still far behind.

You compare more than a year with decades of experience from others, what do you think, is your mind full of pulp lakes?

Let's put it this way, Zhang Chi has to find the calf's movements to catch up, and these old cowboys, at a glance, seem to be able to see what the cow thinks, when the cow instantly poses out of the herd, they have already adjusted the horse to deal with it.

If the horse is good, then if you take a closer look, you can see that the so-called unity of man and horse is not nonsense. With barely detectable movements, they were able to let the horses know their intentions and carry out orders accurately.

By controlling the horse with subtle movements, it naturally makes the horse look as if it knows how to do it.

Zhang Chi can't do this now, although Chiyan Mountain is good, but Zhang Chi is indeed a little collapsed, but if you practice this thing, it will be half the effort, without time to clean, a lot of work and training, you can't do this step.

And Zhang Chi, a rancher who works all by his pleasure, may not be able to reach this height in his life.

"No, no! BOSS: I'm serious, this year's town celebration, why don't you go and report a bunch of calves, I think you can win something back."

Cannon joked.

Town celebrations are a common occurrence in small towns in the United States, and each town has its own founding date or something, which is similar to this kind of thing anyway.

The town was established on this day, of course, many of these things are just legends, not that all the towns don't know what year and day they are inhabited, or what day they were formed, but many towns really don't understand, how many people can be counted as a town? What do you say about this thing, the standards are different in different eras.

You can't just get two families together and say it's just a town.

This is the case in the small town of Amber, for example.

There is no exact timeline in history for what it was built, and fortunately, people here don't care about anything, anyway, just point out a day when everyone is not too busy, and that's it, and from then on this became the founding day of the town.

Not many people really care about this thing, especially many small towns in the west, which were almost established during the development of the western region.

At that time, the Americans, especially the white Americans, came all the way west with their families' belongings, and they took a fancy to the land, so they left a mark, and then paid a small amount of money, and the US government recognized the land as theirs.

As for whether there were Indians on the top, they didn't care, if they drove them away, they just killed those who were not willing to go, and the Indians at that time were not even as good as their own cattle in the eyes of white Americans.

For example, Thanksgiving Day, this holiday is still mixed up by many people in China.

But what is it? A group of European swingers came here on a boat, and the small boats of that time were only a few hundred tons, and from Europe to the Americas, they were almost broken.

When they arrived here, they didn't eat or drink, and they were about to die, and the kind Indians gave these people food and drink, and helped them settle down, so Thanksgiving came.

And then everyone knows that these white Europeans are really grateful, and the Indians are almost wiped out.

No one will mention this kind of, and many of the so-called founding days of the town are actually the days when the nearby Yin'an people were driven away and killed.

Fortunately, the establishment day of Amber Town is nonsense, no one knows which year and day Amber Town was established, but everyone else has a holiday, so we have to find a day to spend it.

So a group of people discussed it, picked a day from the calendar, and thought it was a good day, so we celebrated the festival on this day.

Less than a few decades later, this day has really taken root in the hearts of the people, and the people of Amber Town feel that we were built on this day.

Even Amber thought so at first, until one day he saw that his feet were a swamp a hundred years ago.

A swamp, inhabited two or three hundred years ago, isn't that?

It's all about it, but the town's festival Zhang Chi is still willing to join in the fun.

In fact, the festival is when everyone is idle, getting together to eat, drink, fight, and relax, and everything else is nonsense.

Don't look at the small population, but the festival is a very serious thing, not as big as a village in the country Amber Town, every year everyone started to work more than a month ago.

The founding day of Amber Town is the middle of June, when the weather is very good, about 20 degrees, it is the best time of the year, the work in the fields is not busy, the pastures are full of grass, the cattle and sheep are released to eat, the farms are not busy, and the crops will not be harvested until a month.

So every family threw themselves on the festival.

How could Zhang Chi be in the mood to do these things last year, and the people of Amber Town didn't quite recognize Zhang Chi.

But this year is different, Zhang Chi has to participate, otherwise he seems a little unsociable, and he doesn't treat himself as an Amber person.

Cannon also knew, so he encouraged Zhang Chi to apply for a project by himself, driving cattle, riding bulls, and circumambulating barrels, these traditional western projects, there will be every year, not only to decide the champion, runner-up and third place, but also prizes, but they will not be worth much.

Generally, it is a belt buckle, or a reins or a whip or something, and saddles are rare, because the budget for each prize is dozens of dollars, and any more will exceed the budget.

Pulling with Cannon, the two herded the cattle into an open field, where they graze.

The two had to go back and get Gasconi out.

The two groups of cattle were ready, the two went back to the house for dinner, and then it was the moment when Cannon shoveled cow in the cowshed.

Zhang Chi also has something to do today, he has to water the pasture.

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