Little Life on An American Ranch Chapter 149

  Chapter 149 Cunning

   Nothing happened all night, and the next morning, everyone packed up and continued to set off. After that, everything went smoothly. Although everyone arrived at the winter pasture a day and a half later than the original plan, everyone was in good spirits. Of course, Jian Heng's unknown contribution played a big role.

  Winter Pasture is located in a valley, or it cannot be said to be a valley, but a series of valleys formed by a series of winding valleys.

  The temperature here is at least ten degrees higher than outside in winter, not to mention there are some geothermal and hot spring resources.

  Not to mention anything else, just look at the pasture in the valley, which is greener and tenderer than the pasture outside. The pastures outside have begun to wither, but here is still green and green. If you look around, there is a green ribbon between the mountains on both sides.

The weather that seemed to be getting colder all the time, now suddenly makes people feel warmer. The thick clothes and pants seem to be a little too hard to wear. Whenever it is noon, if you cover it Be stricter, and the cowboys who are a little fatter may get sweaty profusely.

   "Wow! It's magnificent"

  He Ye, Jim, and the three bodyguards were overwhelmed by the magnificent scenery they saw in front of them. The distance between the two sides was at most one kilometer, which was a huge cliff hundreds of meters high.

  These cliffs are not the kind with slopes, they go straight up and down, and the mountains on both sides are very steep like knives and axes. There is almost no vegetation growing on such a steep cliff, and the large expanse of the mountain is so naked without a trace of cover, and the gray-white rocks are exposed like this, only a small shrub or small tree can be found standing alone on the cliff from time to time.

  However, when your eyes turn to the top of the mountain, you will immediately feel that your eyes are full of emerald greens. There are countless huge trees that can only grow in hundreds of years.

Inside the valley is another scene. There are almost no shrubs, and the whole body is covered with pastures. The grasslands here are different from the pastures outside. The grasslands here are composed of a variety of pastures. You can see both alfalfa and ryegrass, and some grains of amaranth come into view from time to time.

   What is even more surprising is that there is a shallow stream about 30 meters wide in the center of the valley. An intoxicating blue sky reflected in the sun.

  Old Walsh's winter pasture is on the north side of the valley, and a large area on the south side belongs to a ranch company. Once the cattle are put together, they are much more beautiful than Old Walsh's.

The old Walsh's family just arrived here, just happened to meet someone gathering cattle, dozens of cowboys gathered tens of thousands of cows together, and drove all the way southeast along the valley, not to mention anything else, these The cow mooed, and the whole valley was moved.

  That aura made Jian Heng's eyes warm for a while.

  A group of people drove the cattle to the assigned pasture. Old Walsh found his family's log cabin for the winter. Jian Heng didn't know much about this thing. He didn't know if it was a public facility or privately owned. Anyway, it was such a thing.

If you expect it to be as comfortable as home, then you are thinking too much. Its only function is to keep the cowboys out of the wind and snow in winter, and to have a bite of hot food. If you want to take a hot bath a day, it's okay. It's really crazy to play an electric or something.

The large ranch may have good enjoyment facilities, but this does not belong to a family ranch like Old Walsh. If you want to enjoy all this, the ranch may face bankruptcy next year. For the ranch owner, as long as the cattle have not been sold If you go out, the ranch will always be at a loss.

The small house is not big, only about fifty or sixty square meters. There are two wooden beds or loft beds inside, which can accommodate four people in total, and the small kitchen in the house is only a wooden table. The homeowner has to bring the matchmaker package and so on.

  Of course, the fireplace in the house is essential. In winter, the heating of the house mainly depends on it. How about using electricity? Just save it, the power company won't spend a hundred years of investment to build power lines for you because of the little money you earn every winter.

  Of course, household generators are also common in the United States, and some large ranches use them during winter, but private ranches like Old Walsh mainly use wood fireplaces for winter.

The first thing he did when he arrived at the ranch was to cook a delicious meal for his friends. Whenever the transition was officially completed, the host would entertain the friends and relatives who helped him to have a delicious meal. Used to say thank you.

  Old Walsh naturally would not disrespect such a tradition. He cooked the steak himself and grilled it by himself. Then he specially baked pizza with two flavors and presented it to his friends. When it was time to serve the meal, I added a portion of caviar, a portion of vegetable soup, and two bottles of expensive red wine.

For the old Walsh, these are all delicious, but for Jian Heng, it is a bit difficult now. The Chinese stomach is slowly recovering. It is good to eat Western food in a few days, especially the barbecue every day. For a few days, seeing the steak, Jian Heng felt nauseated.

  Similar to Jian Heng are He Ye and the bodyguards. The three Chinese stomachs can't accept the current diet, and the three of them can't stop thinking about Zhao Changshan.

   "Is it not to your liking?"

  Old Walsh saw the expression on Jian Heng's face, stopped and asked with concern. While talking, he glanced at He Ye and the bodyguard.

  Jian Heng shook his head: "No, it's because I feel a little sick to my stomach today, and I don't really want to eat!"

  Jian Heng can't say that my buddy wants to eat Chinese food now. Your stuff is either smoked or roasted. My buddy is about to collapse.

   "Then have some caviar," Old Walsh said again.

  Jian Heng waved his hand: "No, you guys eat first, I'll go out for a walk."

Caviar may be sought after by petty bourgeoisie in China, but Jian Heng has never liked it. In Jian Heng's opinion, it is smelly and fishy, ​​plus it is expensive. Apart from these three 'advantages', other Nothing left.

   After finishing speaking, Jian Heng walked out of the room with only half of the pizza left in his hand.

Seeing Jian Heng walk out of the door, Little Bear looked at the milk in the basin in front of him and was a little bit reluctant. Then he seemed to have made up his mind, turned his head and ran towards the door for less than two or three steps, and then turned his head quickly Returning to the basin, he suddenly started sucking up the milk in the basin.

  After he was full, he immediately moved his legs to chase Jian Heng, and when he reached the door, he probably felt that the smell of milk in his mouth was gone, so the little thing turned his head and ran towards the basin again.

   Just like this, the little bear cub ran back and forth between the basin and the door a dozen times, until he drank all the milk in the basin, and then stood at the door.

   It is standing at the door now, where is Jian Heng's shadow at the door?

   "Aw! Aw!"

  Little Bear stood at the door, and began to call to his master loudly toward the mountains.

Jian Heng felt its call, but he was not in the mood to deal with it. Since the little bear cub was connected with the secret space, he called this kind of call no less than twenty times a day. Very upset.

   Now that Jian Heng has hid in a place where no one is around, he found a braised pig's hand from his own space, and gnawed it enthusiastically.

   Just as Jian Heng was hiding in a place that was not easily seen by others, gnawing on the pig's knuckle, he suddenly heard the sound of horseshoes coming from far and near.

   Stretched out his head from his hiding place and looked in the direction of the sound, Jian Heng saw a herd of horses running towards this side.

  The entire herd of horses is about four to five hundred horses, and they are coming towards the winter pasture allocated by Old Walsh under the leadership of a chestnut horse king.

   "Fuck!"

I thought it was just the free movement of the horses, but I didn't expect that after the horses passed, three cowboys appeared. Judging from some of the logos on these cowboys, they were still my neighbors, that is, Edwin Harrison-Marcus Cowboys on the ranch.

  The logo behind the buttocks of the horses in the herd also shows that at least half of the horses in the herd are horses and belong to this ranch.

   Judging by Jian Heng, the current situation is very clear. These cowboys don't want their 'wild horses' to eat the forage of their own winter pasture, so they drive them to other people's pastures.

  Because of the public pasture here, it is not surprising that there are free-ranging 'wild horses'. From a certain point of view, these wild horses are the owners of this pasture, and they should be able to graze here at will.

   No, the grazing regulations are the same. The entire public pasture is not allowed to fortify the wild horses, which means that all the ranchers allocated to the winter pasture cannot prevent them from grazing.

  But facts are often different from regulations. Almost all ranchers who come to spend the winter don't want wild horses to appear on their winter pastures, even if these wild horses belong to them. Because these wild horses will compete with their own cattle and sheep for pastures that are not abundant.

  Think about it, if the pasture is plentiful, why would they travel long distances to drive the cattle here for the winter?

  So some ranchers or cowboys will do everything possible to drive away the wild horses grazing on their winter pastures, just like the cowboys Jian Heng saw.

  Almost reached the boundary, these cowboys did not stop until they drove the wild horses to the pasture allocated by the old women for more than a mile, then turned around and left talking and laughing.

  (end of this chapter)

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