Little Life on An American Ranch

Nothing happened overnight, 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.

The 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 current pasture in the valley, which is a bit greener than the pasture outside. The pastures outside have begun to wither, but here is still green and tender, and 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 the meaning of warming up. The thick underwear seems to be a bit unwearable. 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 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 like cutting with knives and axes, very steep. 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, and 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 middle 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 more beautiful than Old Walsh's.

Old Walsh's just arrived here, just in time to meet someone gathering cattle,

Dozens of cowboys gathered tens of thousands of cows together, and drove all the way southeast along the valley. Among other things, these cows mooed, which moved the whole valley.

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

A group of people drove the cows 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 whether it was a public facility or a private property. 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. As for The homeowner has to bring the matchmaker kit and so on.

Of course, the fireplace in the house is essential, and the heating in the house in winter mainly depends on it, counting on 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, domestic 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, as the host, 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.

Naturally, Old Walsh would not disrespect such a tradition. He cooked the steak himself, prepared and grilled the steak by himself, and then 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 for a few days, especially the barbecue every day. For a few days, seeing the steak, Jian Heng felt nauseated.

Similar to Jian Heng were He Ye and the bodyguard. The three Chinese stomachs couldn't accept the current diet, and the three of them couldn'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!"

It's hard for Jian Heng to say that my buddy wants to eat Chinese food now. Your stuff is either smoked or roasted. My buddy is about to collapse.

"Then eat 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 a piece of 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 for about ten 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!"

The little bear stood at the door, and began to call to his master loudly towards 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 took out a braised pig's hand from his own space, and gnawed on it enthusiastically.

Just as Jian Heng was hiding in a place that was not easily seen by others, and was gnawing on the pig's knuckle, he suddenly heard the sound of horseshoes coming from far to 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 whole herd of about four or five hundred horses was heading towards the winter pasture assigned by Old Walsh under the leadership of a sorrel 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 horses' buttocks in the herd also shows that at least half of the horses in the herd 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 ranch 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 same is true of grazing regulations. The entire public pasture is not allowed to fortify wild horses, which means that all ranchers allocated to winter pastures cannot prevent them from grazing.

But the facts are often different from the 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 to spend the winter? Isn't it because there is grass here, and their own pastures cannot provide enough grass for the cattle to spend the winter.

Therefore, 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.

They almost came to the boundary, and the cowboys didn't 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.