Jian Heng and Sarah chatted for less than half an hour, and the little questions in his heart were a bunch of questions. Originally, when he came to the bar, no one greeted him except Sarah, at most he nodded or something. But today it was different. Jian Heng stood here for a while, and six or seven groups of people came over and smiled at him.

Seeing another old rancher baring his big white teeth at him, Jian Heng subconsciously shivered: "What are these people today!"

Sara looked at Jian Heng and understood how suddenly this sentence came out.

Looking at Sarah's puzzled eyes, Jian Heng opened his mouth to explain, but before he could say it, he saw Old Wash riding his old horse staggering over.

"Jen!" The old man was still on the horse's back and raised his head and shouted at Jian Heng.

Jian Heng also raised his hand, waved at him, and responded to the old man.

When Sara saw that her kung fu had come, she drank the wine in her hand and said to Jian Heng: "I'll bring a glass of wine for the old guy."

Although the two divorced, their relationship was pretty good and they didn't make it so much that they were blushing.

Jian Heng nodded, watched Sarah turn around and leave into the bar, turned to look at Old Wosh and looked at the old man Shuanma bored, and walked all the way to him.

At this time, Sarah came back, not only poured a glass of wine for Old Wosh, but also brought a new one for Jian Heng.

"Jen, is that person named Wu really your friend?" Old Wosh came up and sipped a sip of wine, and then suddenly said to Jian Heng.

"Wu what? Are you talking about Yong-Wu?" Seeing Lao Wo humming, Jian Heng nodded and asked with confusion: "How do you know him?"

Old Wosh said: "He came to look for me not only, but also many small and medium-sized ranchers nearby."

"What are you doing with you?" Jian Heng became even more confused when he heard Old Wosh say this. What connection does Wu Yongneng have with them, the rancher?

Old Wash said: "It is said that we are going to rent our cows for artificial breeding. The first batch of cows is planned to be 5,000. Now everyone is watching. The conditions are not good. The key is that they do not need to be fed by ranchers. Just give birth to a calf and you can get the same income as raising a cow. You also know that the snow last year caused disasters for many small and medium-sized ranches, so the plan launched by Wu now is very attractive to everyone."

Jian Heng immediately understood as soon as he heard this, and opened his mouth and said, "I said, "Why did many people come to say hello to me when I arrived at the bar today? It turns out that's the reason."

When Jian Heng mentioned this, he understood that Wu Yong was preparing to breed the golden-skinned cow seeds this spring. Jian Heng was understandable, but was there a little too many 5,000 calves at once?

"What do you think? Should I participate or not?" Old Wosh seemed a little undecisive and asked Jian Heng.

Jian Heng spread his hand and said, "I really don't know this. Do you think this business is cost-effective?"

"It's definitely cost-effective, but I always feel a little confused, and I feel a little uncomfortable," said Old Wosh.

Jian Heng thought about it and realized why Old Wosh was a little confused. As an old-school rancher, like Old Wosh, he is used to the birth of calves in his own ranch every year, and then calves were sold. This matter is normal, but ordinary people don’t feel anything. When you really become a rancher, the birth of calves is accompanied by your joy. The calves are sold and sold at a good price, which is a recognition of your hard work.

The whole process is a process of the final harvest of labor. Suddenly, one link is missing, and the questions over the whole year are wrong.

In the hearts of the old cowboys on Old Wosh's side, they have to enjoy such a cycle every year. Now, a man suddenly wielded his money and said he would lend us your cow belly for a year. Old Wosh's instinctively resisted a little, but they also understood that this was a good deal.

Old Wash had a choice because he had almost no disaster in the blizzard last winter. Jian Heng's silage blocked him and Anderson's family, so the old man now had the opportunity to be pretentious in front of Jian Heng.

"What's wrong with this? If you are happy, you agree. If you are not happy, you should raise your own cow," said Jian Heng.

Old Wosh answered: "If you sign a contract, you will get 30% income. If the embryo develops normally, you will have 20% in four or five months. Wait for the calf to be born and get the remaining 50% at one time. This condition will be guaranteed in one year. I just changed the forage today. Accepting it may make life much better this year."

Jian Heng was a little confused by the old man's entanglement.

The two were chatting here, and suddenly another old man stood up next to him, in his seventies, looked very healthy, a big man who was about 1.9 meters tall, wearing an old blue baseball cap on his head, and a beard full of beards, which were quite long, almost seven or eight centimeters.

"Hi, Gene, Old Wash".

"Frank"

Gene and Old Wash greeted the old man at the same time. The old man’s relationship with Jian Heng was not good, nor did he say it was not bad, but it was precisely this relationship that was not good or bad that he got the old man last winter.

"What are you talking about?" Frank joined in and asked casually.

"What are the conditions for Wu's company offering?" said Old Wash.

When Frank heard this, he shrugged his shoulders easily: "I don't have to worry about this, accepting it is the best choice for me."

Seeing Gene glance at himself, Frank said, "I lost some last winter. Although I finally survived it and didn't lose too much like others, I want to compete for the price of beef for the next year? I really have no confidence. It's better to accept Wu's conditions and earn the money first and then make plans after a year."

When it comes to the price of beef, none of the three people present did not frown. Even Jian Heng, a rancher who does not make money by beef, was a little sad because in the US market, the current price of beef is almost the same as that of the ten-year beef. Including the depreciation of the US dollar in the past, these factors are now 10% less than the net income of raising a cow in the past. Everything is rising, and the price of mutton is not long. This can be said to be harder for small and medium-sized ranchers.

Especially in the United States, land acquisition has not been restricted, so many small and medium-sized ranchers have to withdraw and hand over their land to more and more pastoral factories.

The old cowboys don’t want to accept all this, but they have no choice. The market determines the survival of the fittest, and your high cost is destined to be eliminated.

"How is it?" Jian Heng asked.

Frank said: "I don't care whether it's too much or not. Anyway, my contract has been signed and the first money has been received. I'm just waiting for those people to come to the door in a few days to transplant the embryo."

"How many cows do you rent?"

"Three hundred and thirty, all the cows were rented, except for a few bad physiques. In addition to me, the rancher also signed three companies, totaling eight or nine hundred cows. If you have this plan, sign it quickly. If you are late, you may not be your turn. And they have any principles of proximity and profit management. If you don't have early, you may not be able to queue up." Frank said.

Jian Heng saw Old Wosh looking at him and said, "Don't look at me, I can't care about him, right? Okay, then I'll ask."

He was also curious about this, so Jian Heng picked up the phone and called Wu Yong. He didn't know where this guy was now, and it sounded very noisy.

Jian Heng asked about his raising cattle with his belly, and then listened to Wu Yong's chat. Three or four minutes later, Jian Heng put down the phone.

"If you want to, hurry up. He has agreed to more than 5,000 people. He is now choosing a cow." Jian Heng said to Old Wosh.

Originally, Lao Wo was still hesitating, but now he was not hesitating or tangled. He called and notified himself to request a quota and reported the number of screenings of more than 200 cows.
Chapter completed!