I woke up early in the morning and ran around as usual to bring breakfast. When Jian Heng returned home, he saw his father and mother each holding each other's faces, as if he was owed them two hundred yuan.

"What's wrong?" Jian Heng asked after putting down his breakfast.

"The old guy has to plant that rotten land, it's not embarrassing enough. What's that? It's a mass grave and a mass grave," Sun Xiuying said angrily.

Jian Zhenhua immediately said: "What is rotten land? What can grow crops are good land! Besides, we x-party members don't believe in that evil!"

When Jian Heng heard this, he immediately said a few sloppy words, turned around and went into his sister's room, pulled the little girl out of the warm quilt, put on her clothes and took her outside to sit down for breakfast, and the old couple were still looking at each other and disliked each other.

Jian Heng and Jian Ningning both had their eyes tilted and pulled them to eat, and no one was involved in such a thing. First, they had to offend the other if they pleased one, and second, who would like that bad place.

Ningning, the little girl, had a very fast meal this morning. In the past, the meal that had been at least half an hour was solved in less than ten minutes. Not only did she solve the problem, she also took the initiative to pick up her own bag, put the kettle and pulled Jian Heng's hand and said she was going to school.

The brother and sister got into the car. Jian Heng was about to drive when he heard the little girl sitting in the passenger seat and sighed like a little adult.

"Oh! You are not at home. Now you know how difficult it is for me to be at home. They both have to fight at any time. Sometimes people can't persuade you!" After the little girl said, her little face was full of loneliness.

Jian Heng reached out and rubbed the little girl's head: "Okay, you're still playing with me here. I don't see how old you are. I haven't wet the bed for a few years, just like a little adult."

Ning Ning glanced at her brother: "What kind of old calendar is this? I'll take it out and read it!"

After saying that, he looked up at the window on the second floor of his home and sighed again: "It's really not worry-free. I have to worry about them while going to school!"

Hahaha!

Jian Heng couldn't help but feel happy, and started the car and took the little girl to school. When he was turning back, he turned around. Jian Heng found that there was no way to stay at home, so he drove the car directly out. He was completely aimless and drove along the road, which was considered as seeing the scenery on both sides.

As we walked, the car drove into a small town. The sign at the entrance of the town said Liu Ji. There is no need to ask about this small town, it is called Liu Ji.

The town is not big, just like a few hundred households. Of course, such a town can be considered a small town in Montana, but in China, in the middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River, this size can only be a small town.

The town road is well built, and the houses are better built. There are two-story buildings in a row, neatly arranged like sentries on both sides of the roadside. Very standard Chinese-style buildings are required to be neat and unified, and each house is exactly the same from the outside.

Such a small town has no characteristics of life, such as parts as assembled in factories.

The town is very lively today, because people can often see a few or dozens of scalpers driving on the roadside. Because there are cows on the road, you can see several piles of cow dung on the green grass on the roadside. I just don’t know if everyone has good quality or are afraid of being fined on the road, but they can’t see a cow on the road, so naturally there is no cow dung.

After parked the car on the side of the road, Jian Heng got out of the car and asked curiously an old man who drove the cattle.

"Old man, what are you doing? Where are you going to drive the cow?" Jian Heng took out a pack of cigarette from his pocket, knocked out one and handed it to the old man.

The old man turned around and saw that it was a young man. He didn't want to pay attention to it, but when he saw the young man handed over it, his face immediately looked much better. He reached out and took the cigarette and put it on his ear, saying, "The company in the town calls it a cow today! I didn't catch up yesterday, and I caught the cow from the village below today."

"Pressing a cow?" Jian Heng said as he directly slapped a box of cigarettes into the old man's hand: "What does it mean to call a cow?"

The old man replied: "We signed a contract with the company and both brought calfs home to raise them. By the end of the year, how many kilograms of cattle were raised? Then the company collected the cattle we raised at different beef grades. When collecting cattle, it had to be weighed, so it was called cattle, young people. I don't think you look like a local, right?"

“I’m from the county town”

After hearing what the old man said, Jian Heng remembered that Liu Ji was the so-called ecological cattle breeding industrial park in the county. When he thought of Jian Heng's interest increased greatly, he was originally a ranch, so Jian Heng decided to take a look.

The old man shook his head and said, "It doesn't look like you, you look like a boss, and you are a big boss!"

Jian Heng smiled and said, "I will be a big boss in the future, but I am very curious about this, why don't I go with you to see it?"

After hearing this, the old man stretched out his hand and waved his hand: "If you want to go, go. It's not a state secret matter. If you want to see it, come with me!"

After saying that, the old man drove the cow away in front, Jian Heng was a small step behind the old man, and from time to time he helped the old man to catch the somewhat disobedient cow.

The judgment of raising cattle is easily determined by Jian Heng, which cow wants to escape and which cow wants to be lazy. For Chinese people, the cows at home are all served by them. In normal pastures in the United States, the cows cannot be served, which is almost a semi-free-range state. Because the cattle in the United States is much more difficult to manage than domestic cows, it is like a teenager who has done junior high school questions. Suddenly, a primary school test paper was placed in front of him, and he naturally showed his performance with ease.

"Young man, I have a few tricks. I think you are the big boss who raises cattle!" The old man looked at Jian Heng's performance all the way, and then said to Jian Heng when he reached the door.

Jian Heng showed a little 'silly' on his face. After laughing for a few times, he asked the old man: "Would you like to get in?"

"Okay, I'll trouble you." As he said that, the old man began to stand to one side.

Jian Heng naturally stood on the other side, but Jian Heng was very particular and stood in the back of the cattle herd, so that the entire cows were within Jian Heng's control range.

As soon as the old man drove a few cows into the door, a man in his thirties and in his uniform walked up and walked towards Jian Heng.

"Show the breeding certificate!"

Jian Heng pointed at the old man and signaled that he was not the master of the bull.

The uniformed man glanced at Jian Heng, then walked towards the old man. Just as the old man was communicating with the uniformed man, Jian Heng observed the situation around him.

This is probably the old wheat drying farm, but it is a bit abandoned now. Of course, it may also be the campus of the school, because Jian Heng also saw traces of a basketball hoop. In general, it is a large open space. Now there are temporarily separated several areas on the open space. The largest one should be the cows collected by the company. It is estimated that there are no less than two or four hundred scalpers. The body size is one size smaller than that of the cattle in Jian Heng Ranch. The cattle breed is different, and the physique is slightly different.

Some friends in the south may rarely see scalpers, because there are many paddy fields in the south, and buffaloes are usually used. Compared with buffaloes, there is another disadvantage of scalpers, which is that they have a bad temperament. Of course, if you eat meat, the meat of scalpers should be better.

Just when Jian Heng was watching, there was a cattle house and a cattle collector arguing. Jian Heng heard it and understood that the cattle house felt that his cattle was heavy, so why was the money not as light as the cattle family above, which was a few dozen kilograms smaller than the cattle.

Jian Heng knew that this person was either just raising cattle or was chaotic. For cattle, weight is indeed a very important indicator, but it is not the only indicator, nor the most important indicator. The most important thing about whether beef is good or not is the ratio of muscle and fat. The so-called marble pattern of wagyu is a reflection of this standard.

To put it bluntly, it is not that the more fat the cows are, the better the beef. The cattle raised can tell at a glance that all the feeds are fed from feed, and even grain feed cannot be discussed. Pure feed cattle, I don’t know how many hormones I feed to raise such fat cows. In cows like the United States, there is only the way to send them to fast food restaurants to make hamburgers.

The company was originally intended to make money, and it was impossible to acquire it at a high price because of the unreasonable troubles of a cattle house, so the voices of the two parties became louder and louder.

Jian Heng naturally had no interest in watching others quarrel, but when he saw the company's name, he took out his mobile phone and searched it. Jian Heng saw that the company actually produced the so-called green beef, and the company's website clearly had the logo of organic food printed on it.
Chapter completed!