Little Life on An American Ranch

The three of them wanted to walk side by side when they went back, but the boy Heidou seemed to be displeased with the mountains today, and he always deliberately provoked the mountains on the way back, so everyone could only be separated by about ten meters, shouting loudly. of.

As soon as he got back to the fence and put the Quarter Horse back into the stable, Jian Heng said to Black Dou, let's play. Seeing the mountains and fire lilies being pulled into the stable, the guy ran to find Daniel They went.

As for Barley and Wheat, they pulled the horse back to the stable, brushed the horse, buckled the hooves and so on.

Once a horse reaches a high level, it will naturally become expensive. Unlike ranch horses, which can survive if they are dealt with casually, competition-level horses are like raising such expensive pet dogs, which is too much trouble.

Jian Heng ignored the two sisters, went back to the room to take a shower, changed into clean clothes, and left the small dormitory.

As soon as he went out, he found that Zhao Changshan had already arrived at the ranch, but he was not working now, he was tilting his head, holding his arms and smilingly looking up at a tree in a daze.

Seeing this, Jian Heng thought to himself: What the hell is going on this morning, the two coaches have to pay their salaries in advance, and the chef doesn't cook to watch the big tree!

Walking up to Zhao Changshan, Jian Heng said, "Hey, brother Zhao, you are not a chef, are you going to change your career to physics?"

Zhao Changshan was taken aback by Jian Heng's sound, and when he turned around and saw that it was Jian Heng, he let out a sigh of relief: "So it's you kid, can you walk a little loudly?"

"What did you say about entering physics? What's the point of this joke?" Without waiting for Jian Heng to say anything, Zhao Changshan asked curiously again.

Jian Heng said: "It's not physics. If you don't cook at this time, you come here to look at the trees. Isn't it just waiting for the apples to fall from the trees and hit your head?"

What Jian Heng was talking about was Newton's story, but who knew that Zhao Changshan didn't think about apples at all, his eyes were on maple trees.

Seeing that Zhao Changshan was still blinking, he acted like an old man who didn't understand what you said, so he could only say, "Hey! Just pretend I didn't say anything, what are you looking at?"

Zhao Changshan stretched out his hand and pointed at the tree pole: "Did you see it? How prescient I am!"

Following the direction of his fingers, Jian Heng saw the naked chicken from last night, now the chicken is standing on the branch of a big tree, walking on the branch with small steps Walking, very like some domestic leaders.

If Zhao Changshan hadn't pointed it out, it wouldn't be easy for Jian Heng to find out if he didn't pay attention.

"What does this have to do with you?" Jian Heng didn't understand,

Why did the things I tossed about have something to do with you, Zhao Changshan?

Zhao Changshan stretched out his thick fingers triumphantly: "From the moment I saw this chicken, I felt extraordinary! Have you seen it? It can jump so high. It must have strong muscles. Such a chicken will be produced as a breeder in the future. If the eggs are good, the chickens that hatch must be good too... ".

"I remember last night you said that next year's Christmas would be its memorial day, but this morning you suddenly became wise and powerful again?" Jian Heng slapped his face unceremoniously.

Zhao Changshan pretended to be stupid and said, "I said so?"

Seeing that Jian Heng nodded affirmatively, Zhao Changshan said again: "I'm just cooperating with you. You can't let your boss say to kill the chicken, and my part-time job says no! But now I solemnly suggest: this chicken can't be killed!"

"Okay!" Jian Heng said so, and couldn't help slandering Zhao Changshan in his heart: I didn't realize it before, Brother Zhao, you are very naughty?

"What are you two looking at?"

I don't know when Damai and Mai came over, and seeing Jian Heng and Zhao Changshan stretching their heads side by side, they also tilted their heads to look.

Zhao Changshan pointed at the chicken, and said what he said before in a showy manner.

There is nothing to see about the chicken climbing the tree, but the tree on this chicken is a bit taller, and the sisters don't care about it now, the purpose of coming to Jian Heng is not to see the chicken, but for something else.

"money!"

Looking at the hand stretched out by Barley or Mai, Jian Heng asked, "What money?"

After speaking, I remembered, so I said again: "Do you want it now?"

"Do you think the tickets will be available then?" I don't know if it was Barley or Wheat that said.

"Okay, okay! By the way, is the credit card okay?" Jian Heng reached out his hand and took out the wallet from his pocket, and took out the credit card from it. They wanted to book tickets online. Cash is definitely useless, and a credit card is better.

The two sisters glanced at each other: "The cheapskate is so generous today?"

"Don't think about it, the total amount is three thousand dollars!" Jian Heng said with a grin.

"You only have a quota of 3,000?" The two sisters couldn't believe it. How could a person like Jian Heng only have such a small quota? People in banks are blind.

Jian Heng said: "I'm not used to owing people money, so they didn't ask them to adjust me up even if they wanted to! Come on, hurry up and grab tickets."

After seeing off the two happy sisters, Jian Heng left Zhao Changshan to continue looking at the chickens on the tree, while he turned around and walked to the dormitory to see how his students were sleeping.

"When will you ask them to get up for dinner?" Zhao Changshan saw that Jian Heng was gone, so he didn't look at it himself, and asked as he walked behind Jian Heng.

Jian Heng said: "Didn't you say that it will be set at eight in the morning? There is still about an hour, why? Are you in a hurry?"

"It's nothing. The porridge has been cooked, and the buns will be put in the basket immediately. I just want to ask, what is the standard for these people in the future? Those fat people can really eat it! They eat a lot more than the guys in the gym. They are just like a small rice bucket , according to gym standards, it really costs a lot of money!" Zhao Changshan said.

Jian Heng thought for a while and said: "This issue will be like this first, increase the amount of vegetarian dishes, and reduce the amount of meat dishes. Hey! Who would have thought of this. From now on, you will be charged for additional meals. It depends on the specific situation, anyway. There's still a month left."

It is not without reason that these fat people are so fat. Not picky eaters are the basic elements of growing into a fat person, so eating is naturally ruthless.

Besides, Chinese food is really delicious. Zhao Changshan has also touched some American temperaments in the United States for so many years. The taste of Chinese food has not changed, but it is easy to adapt to American tastes.

Of course, today's preserved egg porridge with lean meat is not Zhao Changshan's idea, but Jian Heng's idea.

Don’t you think preserved eggs are devil’s eggs, so learn how to eat them here! And love the taste of it! If you don't like food, the fitness effect is lower than others, this is Jian Heng's big move.

When we arrived at the restaurant, Zhao Changshan went in to check, while Jian Heng continued walking towards the dormitory.

Before I got to the door, I heard the little snoring in the dormitory still snoring. I opened the door and went in. I saw a row of fat people sleeping on the left. The ones sleeping on their stomachs, lying down, sideways, and curled up were so sweet. Look again Looking at the thinner side, the sound is slightly lower, and the posture method is relatively simple.

"Get up, get up!"

Jian Heng's voice was slightly higher than normal, but no one woke up, and everyone was asleep.

Jian Heng really wanted to go in the girls' dormitory, but he knew that if he went in today, that guy would be a ghost if he wasn't imprisoned in a cell. He was most afraid of getting involved in such a thing when he was living in the United States. To shitty things like assault and racism and stuff like that.

But you don't need to go in, you can still hear the small snoring of these women when you go up the stairs, and some of them can actually play high and low.

Jian Heng did not expect that it was Branca, the supermodel, who played the tune.

Jian Heng was very satisfied with the effect, walked downstairs, went to the kitchen to look around, and found that everything was going on in an orderly manner, just like what Zhao Changshan said, everything was under control.

Forty minutes before dinner, Jian Heng, Zhang Jialiang and Damai Mai started to wake people up.

Good guy!

None of the four thought that it would be so tiring to wake someone up!

At the beginning, he yelled this, and the previous one lay down again. Finally, Jian Heng and Zhang Jialiang yelled at the top of their voices, and finally got a group of people up.

A group of old men got up, and Jian Heng and Zhang Jialiang were sweating all over. When they got to the door, they looked at the two sisters, Damai and Mai, who were also the same as themselves.

"Jialiang!" Jian Heng gasped.

"Boss, what... what...?" Zhang Jialiang rested his hands on his knees and panted non-stop. He didn't have Jian Heng's physical strength yet.

Jian Heng said: "After dinner later, you go to the city to buy an electric bell first, no...one is not enough, just go upstairs and downstairs and add the women's dormitory, each give me one, and buy the biggest one!"

"Got it...call it that again...it's really...to death!" After Zhang Jialiang finished speaking, he added: "It's more tiring than shoveling manure from a barn and a stable!"

The four of Jian Heng were panting at the door, and the group of people who got up were robbing the toilet, robbing the bathroom, and doing another busy job. Waiting for everyone to sit in the restaurant, it was already a quarter of an hour behind the scheduled time.

When everyone saw the porridge in front of them, no matter it was Blanca, a bunch of skinny people, even the fat people with great appetites were a little dumbfounded.

None of them know the name of deviled eggs. When they heard that they want to eat Chinese food, they know some authentic Chinese food. They got things from the Internet, and the frequency of deviled eggs appearing is really not too high.

"What's the matter, is it so difficult to eat a bowl of porridge?" Jian Heng saw that most people were eating steamed buns happily, but he was a little afraid to eat all the porridge in front of him.

After finishing speaking, Jian Heng took a big bowl by himself, and just opened his mouth to suck it in front of everyone: "It's not poisonous, everyone be brave and try it, it will be very helpful for your sports today!"

The demonization of preserved eggs by Europeans and Americans on the Internet is probably more serious than Chinese ideology. It is all kinds of heavy metals, and it has deteriorated. If you say it in a mess, the American people who don’t know the truth are naturally afraid. No one dares to be the first. The next mouth is also reasonable.

What Jian Heng didn't expect was that this time it was a skinny man who took the lead this time. This man was about fifty years old, thin and thin. Hearing what Jian Heng said, he picked up the bowl and started drinking.

Jian Heng didn't know that the old man was mentally weak, and he hadn't had such a comfortable sleep for a long time. Today's sleep was so beautiful. Now that he heard what Jian Heng said, he immediately hardened his heart and began to take Picking up the spoon at hand, he took a spoonful and put it in his mouth.

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