"Yes!"

Zhao Changshan saw Jian Heng coming out and gave Jian Heng a thumbs up.

But his eyes couldn't help but look at Jian Heng's feet, and found that he was now barefoot, and only a pair of socks were on his feet.

"What's the matter, hang this thing on that tree for me, unless it's me, whoever comes! If someone robs ......" Jian Heng just wanted to say that he would kill him with a gun, only then did he remember that there was no gun at all in the ranch from which he came, and he had a hunting license but no gun, and he was depressed.

Jian Heng thought for a while, organized his language and said, "Forget it, someone came to ask you to ask him to find me."

After speaking, Jian Heng untied the reins, and turned over on the steps of the porch frame and got on the horse.

Just as he was about to leave, he found that Blanca had also got on the horse, so he remembered that he had brought a little tail with him today: "Don't follow, I'll go back to the dormitory to change my shoes, you return the horse first, and if you want to take a bath, go quickly, and then come directly to the restaurant to eat." Brother Zhao, she is special, get her a bowl of rice, and then a hard dish, and get her two of what you said in the morning! ”

After saying this, he didn't wait for Zhao Changshan to answer, and ran alone with a dozen horses.

Zhao Changshan looked at Blanca and said, "You are blessed today!" ”

"How?" Blanca asked curiously on his horse.

The beautiful girl is always seductive, Zhao Wei rushed to say here: "My uncle just marinated more than a dozen pork knuckles, and the ingredients were prepared, which can be regarded as the first pot here, let you catch up!" ”

Not understanding what a pig's hand was, Blanca asked out loud.

Of course, there is no shortage of people to explain, and now Huang Xiaodong patiently explained to Blanca.

Zhao Changshan saw this situation, shook his head slightly, and then muttered as he walked into the house: The boys live in this place, and they are a little depressed!

While muttering, he looked up and looked around, and a thought jumped out of his heart: The mountains and rivers are indeed a good place, but there is a shortage of women!

Don't mention the discordant thoughts on Zhao Changshan's side.

Jian Heng rode to the front of the house, went back to the house to change a pair of shoes, and then sent the horse back to the stable, waiting for the time to enter the restaurant to eat, and met Old Walsh.

The old man saw that Jian Heng was far away and began to honk his horn, and when he arrived at Jian Heng's side, the car stopped and jumped down impatiently.

"Jean, that rooster of yours has run to my house and pecked all our roosters so hard that he can't go home!" The old man immediately began to complain.

"Our rooster?"

Jian Heng thought about it for a while and understood who it was, who else could there be besides the bare-chested chicken.

It's just that now the bare-chested chicken is no longer bare-chested, and the hair has grown in the original bare place, not only has the hair grown, but the size has also become larger, and the coat color has become brighter.

Although it is not a perfect big, it has already come out, and it looks like it is about to become a very handsome.

It's just that since the hair on the buttocks of this handsome bare-chested chicken has grown, it has been a bit of a dragon with no head but no tail, and there is no shadow from time to time.

Jian Heng couldn't do anything about it, like Da Niu, Erhu and Qianlong, he called out in his heart, if he was within a few miles nearby, he could still run over.

Even if Jian Heng shouted in his heart, although he could feel that connection, he didn't listen to Jian Heng at all.

belongs to a guy who has no concept of collectivism and is extremely casual, after one or two times, Jian Heng can only go by it.

"Next time, let's shoot like this!" Jian Heng threw down a sentence directly.

As soon as these words came out, Old Walsh's old face turned red unconsciously, the old man was embarrassed to say that he hadn't hit a few times, and the old man, who had always been confident in marksmanship, lost his hand this time, obviously it was a matter of nine out of ten things in his heart, but as soon as the gun rang out, all of them were deviated.

After a shot, if you want to hit again, the chicken will blend into the flock, and then you won't see the chicken in three or two clicks.

An old stubborn like Old Walsh has a good relationship with Jian Heng, they don't think too much about things like this, they don't think too much about this kind of thing, their nerves are quite simple.

Besides, a chicken is not a cow, at most it is better to send the chicken to Jian Heng, which is already the greatest kindness they can think of.

I have to say that old Walsh, as a pure old beauty, has a special emotion for American things, he doesn't believe that these small Chinese chickens will be better than American chickens, in his opinion, they are all chickens, whoever grows the most meat, who is better!

Therefore, he didn't want Jian Heng's chickens to run to his house and change his chicken breed, which was a kind of degradation for him.

Of course, this is the old man's inherent idea, he doesn't know that several major chicken breeds in the United States are bred from China's Jiujin Huang, or crossbred from China.

The old guys are so unreasonably stubborn!

Originally, the old man thought that such a small rooster would lose a bigger man and run to his house, and in the face of an American rooster that was almost twice as big, he would die miserably.

So the old man didn't care, and besides, the chickens on the ranch didn't have any concept of feeding except for winter, so old Walsh didn't take care of the little rooster.

Who knew that a day later, all the roosters of the old Walsh family had suffered, not only the roosters, but even the few male turkeys raised at home were not spared, all of them were pecked without temperament, and none of them dared to approach the hens, even if the little rooster was driven away, the roosters did not dare to approach the hens, as if they were completely frightened.

That's what makes old Walsh the most angry!

Of course, how much of the old man's anger is because he can't hit a chicken, it's hard to say!

Old Walsh looked at the expression on Jian Heng's face, and thought to himself: It doesn't look like Jean is laughing at me.

But after thinking about it, this matter had to be solved, so I had to say, "Hurry up and go to my ranch and catch your chickens!" ”

"Let's not talk about whether we catch chickens or not, this time is here, don't go, come in and have a drink together" Jian Heng stretched out his hand and pulled Old Walsh into the house.

Where is Jian Heng interested in helping him catch any chickens at this time, now it is not the same as before, he ate the last meal but did not eat the next meal, and now the world has the biggest meal, not to mention, Jian Heng is not sure that he can catch that ghost thing at all, so he will naturally try it when he is full of wine and food.

"You can't drink it at noon, there's still a lot of work to do in the afternoon!" Old Walsh said.

Old Walsh is also very busy these days, not only taking care of the family's cattle, but also hiring some customers from the ranch, even if two people are temporarily added, now I feel quite struggling.

The old man really had no interest in drinking with an idler like Jian Heng.

"Then come in and have something to eat," Jian Heng said.

Old Walsh still kept shaking his head: "No, I really don't have this time, I'm going to go into the city to buy a batch of rock salt soon, by the way, do you have anything at home, if you don't have anything, I'll help you bring some."

As soon as you hear the name of rock salt, you can guess a rough idea, that is, salt forms rocks, but there are more impurities in this thing, and it is not mined for people to eat, but for the cattle and sheep in the pasture to eat, and it is to replenish the salt in the body of cattle and sheep.

The pasture usually throws these things in a place like the water dregs, and the cattle and sheep will lick and eat them, forming a habit, and at the same time helping to collect the herd.

"Help bring a little, ten or so yuan, a total of fifty or sixty pounds is fine" Jian Heng thought for a while, and felt that it was better to get some, even if there was something at home, this thing could always be used.

"That's right! I almost forgot what I was doing," said old Walsh, and stopped.

"Still down business?" Jian Heng asked jokingly with a smile.

Old Walsh nodded: "Are you free in the middle of next month?" If you don't have a special arrangement, take a few days to help me transfer the herd, if you are free, you will have to leave a file, and you don't have to help at that time, I just say hello first, there are a lot of pastures to transfer this year, I am afraid that I will not be able to hire people by then."

"Not enough grass for the winter?" Jian Heng asked curiously.

Last time, Juan Lynch, the veterinarian of the town, mentioned the transfer to Jian Heng, and now Old Walsh is also going to transfer, so Jian Heng asked.

"You know that our pastures here are not as good as the pastures in the plains, and there is little rain in the summer today, and your pastures have not been grazing to look good, and our pastures, if we don't transfer this year, the cost will be too high," said the elder Walsh.

Jian Heng, who said that Old Walsh also understood, firstly, the terrain here is undulating and the difference is large, and it is in the mountains, not like the plains, and the cost of irrigation and ground infiltration is acceptable, and the cost of these things is three to four percent higher than that of the plains, tens of thousands, and hundreds of thousands of acres of large pastures can't bear it, let alone small and medium-sized pastures. Therefore, the area of pasture required to raise a cow in the mountain pasture is also nearly twice as high as that of the plains outside.