Knowing the basic situation, Zhang Jing left San Antonio City.

Drive the second-hand pickup truck you bought and follow the road all the way east, arriving in the evening to the city of Del Rio, 250 kilometers away.

In fact, it is a big town.

There should be everything in the town, and Zhang Jing stayed at a family hotel next to the road.

The boss was a retired white couple, and the man looked at Zhang Jing and asked, "Jack, what do you want for dinner?"

"Beer," Zhang said, "rice, grilled pork chops or steak."

"Is bread or pasta okay?" The man shrugged his shoulders and asked.

"No problem," Zhang Jing agreed, "what do you call it?"

"Albert."

"Hello Mr. Albert," Zhang Jing reordered, "please give me beer, pasta, and steak."

It takes time to cook, Zhang Jing first went to the room on the second floor to take a bath, and went downstairs again Albert and his wife had already prepared dinner.

Divide the meal system, one for each person.

A total of 3 meals.

Obviously, Zhang Jing was the only guest at the family hotel.

"Jack," the seventy-year-old woman asked, pointing to the wine cabinet behind the table, "what kind of beer do you need?"

Zhang Jing looked at the wine cabinet, there were about thirteen or fourteen beers in it, "Please give me rock beer."

"Good eyes," the old woman said, "it costs 7.9 meters to get to me, and you need to pay 10 meters."

"No problem."

The ambient temperature is about 16-18 degrees, the beer does not use ice, pour it into the cup, the wheat is fragrant, the foam is rich, and there is a fruity aroma, Zhang Jing thinks that 10 meters is worth it.

"It's a good beer," said Albert and his wife, who were drinking whiskey, chatting while eating, "but unfortunately the price has just increased recently, and we used to drink two bottles a day, but now we have to give up this hobby." Z.br>

Zhang Jing just smiled and didn't plan to reduce the price, although some dealers returned the goods, but the rock beer was still selling well overall.

"Are you traveling to del Rio?" Albert has a lot of questions.

"Sort of," Zhang Jing said, putting down his glass, "I was told that Gettysburg was a Civil War building, so I drove from San Antonio to visit."

The husband and wife looked at each other, and the man, Albert, reminded, "The old site of Gettysburg is just north of the town, but it is long gone, and now it is an ordinary farm;

And there was an accident at Emma's house last week, and her father was hospitalized in a car accident;

I heard that her breeding cattle were also sick, and that bull was the pillar of their family."

Zhang Jing's mind was spinning, "I'm a veterinarian, maybe I can help, can you please make an appointment for me to see Ms. Emma tomorrow at nine o'clock in the morning?"

"It's Miss Emma, but I wouldn't advise you to treat that cow," Albert shook his head into a rattle, "that bull has a grumpy temper and has already topped two vets."

Zhang Jing was secretly surprised, but still insisted, "Please help me make an appointment, as a veterinarian, I can't see a disease without help."

At nine o'clock in the morning of the second day of arriving in del Rio, Zhang Jing came to Emma's house and met Emma, Miss, herself.

Looking at the woman who received him, Zhang Jing was secretly surprised.

He is about 40 years old, about 1.8 meters tall, and weighs about 260.

The hair is still messy, he is dressed in a floral shirt and trousers, and the image - no.

"Hello Emma... Miss," Zhang Jing greeted, "My name is Zhang Jing, and I am a veterinarian, and I have come to see your bull."

"Mr. Albert says you're a brave veterinarian," Miss Emma stepped out of her body as she spoke, "please come with me."

The farm was larger, and Zhang Jing and Ava walked more than 400 meters before they found the bull mixed in with their mother's herd behind a small hill.

Twenty meters away, Zhang Jing was secretly surprised.

The white Charolais bull, like a small tank, was covered with muscle bumps all over its body, about 1.8 meters tall and about 3-3 meters long.

5 meters, the visual weight is almost 1.5 tons.

"This is a baby," Zhang Jing asked Ava with emotion, "What's wrong with it?"

"It hasn't been in the barn for a month," says Miss Ava, "and its temper is getting hotter day by day, and no one is allowed to approach it, and it can't learn from it, which wasn't the case before."

Zhang nodded his head, a good bull, and selling scriptures can bring considerable income.

If you can't learn from it, you will lose a lot.

"I'll try." As he spoke, Zhang Jing rolled up his sleeves and was about to step forward.

"Wait," Emma asked, knowing that "where's your visit box?"

"I came from another city to travel," Zhang Jing explained, "so I didn't bring a medical kit."

"And how are you going to treat the Titan?"

It turned out that the name of the bull was Titan, and Zhang Jing replied in an affirmative tone, "Serve the bull with virtue!"

Ava: "..."

"One more thing," Zhang Jing reminded Miss Ava, "the treatment process is confidential, please avoid it."

Ava didn't want to go, but if she didn't go, Zhang Jing wouldn't be treated.

Feeling apprehensive, Ava chose to leave for a while and walked away until she couldn't see it.

With no one else, Zhang Jing walked towards the herd.

Normal herds are not afraid of people, but they do not attack people either, with the exception of the white Charolais bull named Titan in front of him.

Seeing Zhang Jing approaching it and its wives and concubines, the Titan greeted the stranger like a warrior, with hot air in his nostrils and a threat in his pupils.

Zhang Jing also found problems.

Normal bulls have a bad temper, but this one in front of him is particularly bad, it is already gathering momentum, and the next second it is running and impacting.

Facing the tank-like monster, Zhang Jing panicked for a second, and when he came to him, he slapped his right hand violently and hit the bull on the left side of his face.

The Titan was hit hard, and the straight line momentum was forcibly rerouted, and at the same time, his brain was ringing, his face was extremely painful, and his eyes were full of stars.

He ran forward for another seven or eight meters before he stopped.

Unwilling to lose face in front of his wife and concubine, the Titan attacked again, only to be hit the right side of his face.

Again, again... It turns out that this is still a stubborn cow.

At the same time, Miss Emma welcomed a new guest at the gate of the farm.

"Xu Ming, it's you again!" Emma looked at the two visitors, and her tone was very unhappy.

"I heard that your farm is in some trouble, have you considered selling it?"

"No," Emma explicitly refused, "This is the place where my family has lived for more than a hundred and fifty years, and it will never be sold, please don't bother next time."

"Double the price," Xu explicitly offered the temptation condition, "your family will change places and buy a bigger farm."

In the face of the high price, Emma still shook her head, "You foreigners can't understand our love for the inheritance land, get out."

"Think of your father," Xu explicitly suggested, "and he's still being treated in the hospital."

"Don't worry about it!" As she spoke, Emma slammed the farm gate shut.

Seeing off the unfriendly guests, Emma looked for Zhang Jing again, looked at her bull with a puzzled expression and asked, "It seems to be fat?"