The activity of making dumplings for us Chinese can be said to be an activity with the participation of the whole people, and there is no Chinese in the entire ranch who will not do it, of course, except for the two sisters of barley and wheat, but although these two people say that they will not wrap, they cannot stop their enthusiasm for participation.

Zhao Changshan, as the chef, quickly began to distribute tasks: "You go and take down the noodle pockets in the car, remember to take the high-gluten noodles, if you take the wrong one, be careful and I will beat you!" .....”。

"Chef? What do I do? Jian Heng stretched out his hand and pointed at himself and asked Zhao Changshan.

"Don't worry, I can't run you, you can rest first," Zhao Changshan said.

When Jian Heng heard him say this, he thought that he was the boss Zhao Changshan who was not good at assigning tasks, so he opened his mouth and said: "This is not good, you can't work on my side, I am wandering around with my arms here."

Zhao Changshan said with a smile: "Don't worry, I can't be idle, I let you rest because I have a big job to hand over to you, waiting for me to chop the beef filling, and you are responsible for beating the stuffing into meat puree."

After speaking, Zhao Changshan said to Xiao Zhao, who went to the car at the door to get meat: "Take the meat stick over and show it to the boss first!" ”

Jian Heng was very curious, the meat of the dumplings used to be chopped, where was it used to beat, so he followed Xiao Zhao out with his eyes open, stood under the porch and waited for Xiao Zhao to come over, took the stuffed stick and couldn't help but say to himself: "This is like a small baseball bat?" ”

Don't you say it, this stick looks very strong, completely made of solid wood, the pattern on the stick is also quite flattering, light like a cloud of smoke, the texture is very beautiful but it does not affect the weight of the stick, take it in your hand and weigh it heavily, you know it is a good material at a glance.

"My uncle made it according to the baseball bat, saying that it is a good effort, oh, there is another one here, it is a pair" Saying that, Xiao Zhao put the flour on his shoulder, and then freed his hand to hand over another meat stick to Jian Heng's hand.

After taking the stick of pounding the meat puree, Jian Heng found that there were really a lot of things brought by Zhao Changshan in the back bucket of the pickup, there were more than a dozen large and small stainless steel basins alone, ranging from arm-length to normal basin size, and there were even more drained blue seeds and the like, and I didn't know how to get on the plane or buy them in the city.

After looking at Zhao Changshan's equipment in the car, Jian Heng began to dance on the porch with a stick in each hand, and he was so interested that he also learned Bruce Lee's roar twice.

"Let Jean, if you want to play, go outside to play, and empty the corridor for us," Zhao Changshan walked out with a table at this time, pushed it away, and Jian Heng put the table under the corridor.

Jian Heng turned his head and saw a small half basin in the basin on the table, you must know that this basin is not a small basin, there are two large ordinary basins.

"How many of us are you making so many noodles?" Jian Heng asked in surprise.

"There's another meal at night, even if you can't eat it at night, there will be tomorrow in the morning, waiting for the person you said to help come, we can also make potstickers, Lao Mei recognizes this thing to fry and fry things, Ming'er will make you have more noodles when you do it!" Zhao Changshan said.

Hearing that Zhao Changshan had even planned tomorrow morning's meal, Jian Heng said, "That's it!" ”

In line with the good habit of not frying hair if there is something to eat, Jian Heng doesn't mind eating pasta for several meals in a row.

That's it, Jian Heng was playing with two sticks in front of the house, the people under the corridor began to come alive, Zhao Changshan's two helpers made a face together, Zhang Jialiang broke the cabbage leaves, and then was responsible for washing the cabbage, as for Zhao Changshan, he took a big pot and put a cutting board in the basin, and sat on the two small steps in front of the corridor to chop meat.

"I said Brother Zhao, you chop meat faster than I chop cabbage?" Zhang Jialiang, who was given the chopped dish, looked at the meat in Zhao Changshan's basin and saw that the meat in Zhao Changshan's basin had become a meat grain the size of a watermelon seed, and the cabbage on his side had only taken four or five knives, so he opened his mouth and said.

Zhao Changshan said with a smile: "If I can't compare to you, then the cooking school and more than ten years of chef career are not in vain?" ”

"That's right!" Zhang Jialiang heard it: "That's really the reason!" ”

Saying that, Zhao Changshan stood up and looked at the two sisters of Damai and Mai who were coming out of the door: "Okay, just put it there, I'll do the rest."

After signaling the two sisters to put the basket in their hands on the table, they turned their heads to Jian Heng and pointed to the stuffing they had just chopped out and said, "It's time for you to go into battle, roll it into meat puree for me, remember to break the fiber for me with meat!" ”

When Jian Heng heard this, he immediately said, "It's not simple! ”

After saying that, he walked to the basin and rolled up his sleeves to get ready to work.

"Hey! Ay! What are you doing? ”

"Let's get started!" Jian Heng replied in surprise.

Zhao Changshan said: "Just like that, it starts?" Don't you go wash the sticks? ”

Hearing his reminder, Jian Heng remembered this, and immediately went into the house to wash the sticks.

When he waited for Jian Heng to come out, he found that there was one more person standing outside, it was none other than his neighbor O'Brien.

"John, it's rare to see you here, what's the matter?" Jian Heng asked.

It's not rare, but I haven't seen it at all, Jian Heng and O'Brien's family have been neighbors for several years when they were on the ranch, and they haven't seen them once.

O'Brien is the guy who makes the old ranch owners around him hate it, but because Jian Heng is not a stubborn old herd, his senses for this family are okay, he can't say he hates it, but he doesn't like it.

Just a little curious about John O'Brien's visit without warning.

"Henry, I'm here to ask, are you interested in selling the Lake of Silence," O'Brien didn't politely explain his intentions.

Hearing that he wanted to buy his own lake, Jian Heng asked curiously: "Who said I want to sell the lake?" ”

"Nobody said anything, I just heard that you were having a bit of a financial struggle. If you're going to sell, I'll agree to pay a million dollars! O'Brien put the price out again.

"I'm sorry, I'm not interested in selling, even if I do, I'm afraid it's more than that!"

When Jian Heng heard this, he realized that O'Brien was about to run to pick up the leak here, and his face immediately pulled down, and the whole person became like a fried hedgehog.

Let's put it this way, can Silent Lake Ranch still be called Silent Lake Ranch without Silent Lake? Without naming it, let's just say the area of the lake, and the geographical location of the entire ranch, and selling this lake will cut off almost one-sixth of the pasture, where is a million that can be bought.

The value of the Silent Lake to the ranch is not that little area, it is the source of water.

The bank took a fancy to this ranch mainly because of the Silent Lake, and originally planned to divide the ranch into several pieces with the Silent Lake as a node, so that several pieces are near the lake, there are mountains, lakes and pastures, and you can also ski in winter, and the rich people like this kind of holiday ranch the most.

"More is fine!" O'Brien slapped him and gave him a slap, meaning that he added another 500,000.

Jian Heng looked at him and picked the corner of his mouth and smiled: "I finally understand why everyone doesn't like you!" ”

The irony in these words is thick. Although the old ranchers are stubborn and old-fashioned, they are generally upright and simple, and they rarely do anything to go directly to the door and covet the property of their neighbors because they are in trouble.

For those old ranchers like today, eight out of ten would definitely give Jian Heng a market price, rather than O'Brien wanting to buy Silent Lake for more than a million dollars.

"I just want the lake!" O'Brien said.

"You just want the lake, the lake sells it to you, and you flew over my ranch when you came over?!" Jian Heng was not polite at all, and went back directly.

As a rancher, Jian Heng entered the role very quickly, and immediately turned himself into a thorn ball without speculation. Because Jian Heng understands that in such a country ranch with strong folk customs, it is not enough for you to be polite, you have to be tough enough, in English, you are an A-tough-guy!

Only tough people, people who have the courage to defend their own interests, and people who put their own interests first, can such people win the respect of the rancher and integrate into the circle of the rancher.

"If you don't sell it, forget it!" O'Brien shrugged his shoulders.

When O'Brien came over, he wanted to bully Jian Heng's youth, and more importantly, he heard that Jian Heng was in financial difficulties now, and a young man who was young and in debt was equal to a fat sheep in his eyes, and he was still an Asian fat sheep. O'Brien didn't know Jian Heng very well, he used to look down on it, but now he despised it, but O'Brien knew that generally speaking, the character of the first generation of Asian immigrants was a little weak, and he had the intention of spending more or less money to go to disaster, so he came to the door.

If old Anders was there, he wouldn't even think about it, let alone come to the door to say it, if he wanted to do it, maybe old Anders would have to take a gun and drive people out.

Turning his head, O'Brien said in his heart: Aren't Asian fat sheep generally willing to suffer small losses themselves rather than cause trouble, why is this different?

“ge-out-my-place！ (Get out of my place) Never-come-back! (Don't come back!) Jian Heng threw down a heavy sentence at O'Brien's back.

Waiting to see that O'Brien got into the car and walked away, Jian Heng turned his head and found that a group of people were all looking at him.

"What's wrong?" Jian Heng touched his face.

"All of a sudden, it feels like you're a different person," Mr. Zhao said.

"This is not New York, here's the way to survive here, okay, let's all work" Jian Heng seemed to change his face, and his expression instantly returned to his original smiling appearance.