The rice is simple, fried steak, a large piece of steak, a steak that can bring down an adult strong man by a piece of steak, and each person also comes with a roasted potato and a small portion of fried onion. At least salads, Old Wash generally disdains to entertain guests. In their eyes, eating salad is equivalent to eating grass, and eating meat such as steak represents one of the happiest things in life.

Around each portion of the table, Jian Heng and Lao Wo said nothing and buried their heads in their meals. Only Jim and He Ye were staring at the steak on their plate in a daze.

Jian Heng looked up and saw them, so he opened his mouth and said, "Eat, try to be as much as you like, don't be as full as usual. If you only eat 80% full, it will be difficult to last until the evening, because we have to go to the camping site at 8 o'clock tonight as soon as possible, and it will take almost nine o'clock to eat."

"It's really hard to eat such a big piece." He Ye was a little worried.

He had never eaten such a large steak at one time, and of course no one had served him such a large steak before. Good guy, the meat alone seemed to be almost a pound of whole. After frying and shrinking, the meat was still two or three centimeters thick. How could he get this big piece of steak? If he didn't say it, he might not think that the zoo cut it and fed it to the lion, like the Denver in Jian Heng's family, was so old.

Old Wosh said: "If you can't eat, cut it into pieces and bring it with you later. If you are hungry, eat a little first. Tonight we have to take more roads while the night is sunny. You three are newbies, so you must pay attention to maintaining your strength."

"Okay!" He Ye had to pick up the knife and fork at his hand and began to cut the steak. After cutting it, the piece in the center seemed to be a little flesh-red, but there was no blood foam.

He forked a piece of beef and dipped it in the sauce on the plate. He Ye put a piece of steak into his mouth. When he chewed it gently, he felt the meat was full of aroma. The beef was particularly tender, and it seemed that it would fall apart in his mouth when he chewed it.

"The steak is very authentic and the fried ones are great," He Ye praised politely.

"We don't always want to eat the best Black Angus beef!" Remington explained to the guests with a little pride that he was using good things to entertain guests.

This is how Americans are. If you invite you to eat, they will be placed in the bright spot. They are not like us Chinese. They are the introverted and sexy type, and they are obviously very generous and say that there is nothing to eat.

How could He Ye have never eaten any good Angus beef? Not to mention Angus beef, He Ye has eaten the best beef in the world, the world's best beef, Fonsaka beef, and He Ye has eaten it more than ten times. In terms of fried beef alone, how could Old Wash's level be better than the chefs of high-end restaurants?

But Remington is a fool, and he doesn't think He Ye is polite, and he shows off his feelings. However, Jian Heng didn't mean to despise them. On the contrary, he thought that Remington was very simple and had no bad intentions to get along with.

The fact is that He Ye made some polite decisions. The old Wosh family took it naively. Old Wosh also had a smile on his face, looking at his son showing off. Then Remington began to introduce to the three novices guests how they raised a good Angus cow.

He Ye was also very good at cooperating, and after a few words, he scratched the hearts of the old Wosh family. It made Jian Heng feel a little impressed by He Ye, and he felt that this person seemed to be chatting with everyone.

Jim was busy eating meat and rarely spoke, but he looked up from time to time and looked at the expression on the old Wosh family's face. His own face was indeed consistent. He ate half of the steak with a calm face, and then cut the rest into small pieces. He put it in a tableware box and was finished.

After dinner, the few people were resting for about a quarter of an hour, and the transition of Old Wash Ranch officially began this year.

Jian Heng, Old Wosh and the other five were naturally responsible for driving the cattle, and the life of He Ye and the three of them was a little simpler: holding a mule.

There were three mules in total. They not only carried the supplies for everyone for several days, but also some pots and basins. Anyway, they were filled with three mules, and the food of a few people occupied one mule.

Some people may ask, if there are so many horses in the pasture that they have to throw them into the wild, why can they breed mules? Besides, they can't give birth to small mules?

In fact, there are mules in the pastures because mules combine the characteristics of donkeys and horses. Horses are prone to illness and are troublesome to deal with. Donkeys are easy to feed, not very easy to get sick, and there is no problem with keeping dirty things, but they have little strength. Mules are solved in this way. They are both easy to raise and as big as horses. They are a particularly good servile animal.

Another thing is that mules are more suitable for walking on mountain roads. If you pass through some ditches and bumps, you will be more powerful than a horse's courage when crossing a river.

Of course, this refers to the whole, and it is not considered that there are a few individuals who occasionally have a few of them.

"Du!Du!Du!" Jian Heng urged Hei Dou to shake the lasso head in his hand and drove the naughty calf eggs back to the herd.

Within an hour, not only the sweat on humans, but also the sweat on horses came out.

After the sun sets, my whole body-close clothes are stuck to my body. After the cool breeze blows, I will naturally not mention the discomfort.

In addition, the roads for the past half day today are all undulating mountain roads, and the slope is a bit steep, so it is naturally very laborious to drive cattle here, so everyone is very tired now.

Seeing that the sun was about to go west, Jian Heng took out the kettle on the horse's back, took a small sip, then put it in his mouth, and slowly swallowed it into his stomach. While drinking water, he did not forget to observe the situation on the road.

What Jian Heng hopes most now is to change the wet clothes on his body as soon as possible, and at least change to a cleaner underwear or something, which makes his body feel too uncomfortable.

But this kind of requirement is a luxury. Once the entire cow stops and wants to drive them up, it will take a lot of effort. So even if Jian Heng wants to change his clothes, it can only be an idea, which is impossible to achieve.

Needless to say, Jian Heng, Old Wosh is in his fifties and sixties, and now there is also a visible sweat stain on his back. The old guy continues to sit on the horse's back like an old javelin.

Jim, who was originally excited, has now stopped thinking. Not only did he stop thinking, but he also moved his butt from time to time. It seems that sitting on the horse's back is like sitting on pins and needles. Not only Jim, but He Ye and the bodyguard also have such actions, but it is not as large as Jim.

Jian Heng turned his horse's head, ran over to the three of them, and went to their side, and asked with concern: "How is it?"

Knowing that they have been riding for too long, it is like new people who learn to ride horses, they will always grind the inner side of their thighs and bleeding.

"It's okay!" Jim moved his body and leaned a little to the saddle.

It was okay, but it didn't look good.

Now everyone is sweating. Even the three horses are holding the horses, they are sweating more or less. The legs are worn and then soaked in sweat, which is almost the same as sprinkling salt on the wound.

I believe that the taste is fat, and I will experience the same experience in summer. After walking for a long time, my thigh skin will be worn out, especially at noon, the taste!

Jim's feeling now is ten times more painful than the fat man's legs and skin when he is worn out at noon in summer.

As for why He Ye and the other two were better, it was because at the beginning, they kept riding a horse honestly behind them.

Jim felt that he was dressed like a denim, but he was really a denim. He helped everyone drive the cow for more than an hour, and finally ended up with what he is now.

Just as Jian Heng was about to comfort Jim, Old Wosh leaned over without a sound, came to them, and took out a few bags of things from his bag on his horse's back.

"Here, each person has a pack, placing it on the inside of his thighs." Old Wosh said as he threw the small bag in his hand over. Seeing the three of them catch it, he immediately turned around and continued to drive the cattle.

Jian Heng looked at it carefully, and couldn't help but cover his mouth and laugh, then turned his horse's head and continued to do his job. In fact, when he came here, Jian Heng remembered this trick. Unfortunately, there is no shop in the wilderness now, so he can only express his condolences verbally.

The remaining three people looked at the small bag in their hands and couldn't help but be a little stunned, because each person had an extra pack of sanitary napkins in their hands. That's right! It's the thing that women use every month when it's inconvenient.

"How to use this...?" Jim looked at the things in his hand, and the expression on his face was so weird.

The bodyguard didn't say anything. After taking it, he stood on the kickstick and started to untie his belt. Then he tore it apart and put it on the inside of his thighs. He put it on one side in less than two minutes. As for the rest, it was placed directly in the bag on his horse's back.

I didn't look embarrassed at all during the whole process, and I was so neat.

After putting it on, he moved his butt twice before saying to He Ye: "It's pretty good!"

He Ye no longer hesitated after hearing what he said, because it was already like this now. There was still three hours left to go, and at least it would take such a small distance to get to the campsite. If you continue to work like this, it would be a problem whether you can get on the horse tomorrow.

Thinking of this, He Ye also started to stick it up. After applying it, he felt much better. There was a layer of soft things between the meat and the clothes, which absorbed sweat. I don’t know how much more comfortable it was than just now.

"ah!"

Jim had already pasted it at this time and immediately felt the benefits of this thing. After all, there was a layer of isolation between the legs and the saddle, and soon there was no sweat and marinated wounds. He naturally breathed comfortably, and finally he could sit on the horse's back.

"This Wash is pretty good, and he actually thought of this for us in advance!" Jim's impression of Old Wash suddenly changed.

Actually, what Jim didn't know was that these old ranchers and old farmers were usually like this. They were cold on the surface and were not forgiving people. In fact, they were all very good-hearted and mostly righteous.
Chapter completed!