The method Jian Heng used for Simon was actually similar to that of Mr. Yao, so he waited for the next time Mr. Yao went to class, and Jian Heng specifically asked the man to pay more attention to him.

The weather is beautiful on weekends. The sun outside is not too strong, and it also brings a cool breeze. If you don’t wear a thicker coat, you will feel a little cool after standing in the cool place outside the house for a long time. Now is the best time for the year to work in Montana.

Jian Heng and Damai Xiaomai were busy at home, preparing to welcome the guests who were about to arrive. In addition to Zhao Changshan and Wu Yong's family, there were also Ma Wan's family. As for Lao Yao, he was not considered a guest. He would come and take a walk around if he had something to do.

"No need to do that, there are only four or five children in total. How many can you eat? The snacks you prepared will be almost fed to the guests." Jian Heng saw that the barley and wheat plant was to fill the long table under the corridor outside, so he opened his mouth and said.

"In addition to children, there are adults. Don't talk too much. Go and see how the meat in the house is marinated. Can you use it on top of it?" Damai said this Mandarin with a mouthful of Shihua accent, and gave the order to Jian Heng.

Seeing Damai’s appearance, Jian Heng smiled and said, “If you like children so much, then let’s have a bunch of them as soon as possible!”

Hearing this, Damai was stunned for a moment, and then said, "I'm not fully prepared yet. Do you want children in particular?" I just said casually, there is nothing special or not. Okay, then I went into the house to see if the steak was marinated. "Jian Heng didn't explain much. For Damai and Wu, the preparation period for giving birth is quite long, and it's easy to get involved in the details. Jian Heng is not too worried here, because everyone is still young, and there is still time to think about it slowly.

Of course, the most important thing is that the lives of the three of them are quite passionate now, and one or two children seems to affect everyone.

Back in the kitchen in the house, Jian Heng looked at a large steel pot on the table, the type of steamed bun, about 30 cm caliber, filled with pickled Tomahawk steak. Many people in China also know what Tomahawk steak looks like, with a rib with meat.

However, Jian Heng’s “Tahawk” at home is much larger than that in domestic restaurants. The meat alone is probably about one and a half pounds. Although the beef shrinks significantly, adults will be full after eating such a large steak, let alone children.

I flipped through the pot and found that the ingredients were spread evenly. The steak was prepared well. Jian Heng prepared ingredients casually, such as jade sticks, small cherry tomatoes, etc. These are the products of Jian Heng Farm, which are exclusively for ranch. The yield is small and cannot be sold on the market.

While checking this, Jian Hengyi glanced at the sky and saw a small white dot. Just this glance, Jian Heng knew that Wu Yong and his family were coming. Everything in the kitchen was normal. Jian Heng went out and rode a four-wheeled motorcycle at the door and rode towards his simple runway.

Motorcycles are not single cars. If they are single cars, they can only ride two people. Now Wu Yong’s family is home to four, so Jian Heng also has a hanging bucket and four small wheels behind the motorcycle. It looks very childlike.

This was not done by Jian Heng, but by the two sisters of Barley and Wheat who used their creativity to make their own brushes. As for the small cart, they bought it. This thing is produced by special manufacturers. Of course, you are right, made-in-china. It’s not that Barley and Wheat are bored, but Americans pay great attention to some small details in life and like to express their emotions and show their strengths.

Not only barley and wheat can draw small cars, but many nearby homes will draw small cars like this, which is a custom.

Waiting for Jian Heng to drive the motorcycle to the side of the runway, Wu Yong's plane had already begun to prepare for landing.

The propeller plane does not have that much requirement, and the sound is much smaller than that of the jet type. The buzzing sound is a bit like a cluster of wasps. Jian Heng used to find noisy, but after listening for a long time, he can get a little fun from it, and it seems that he can hear the voice of an airplane.

The plane from Wu Yong's family was larger than Jian Heng's, and the decoration inside was a little more luxurious. Of course, the price was much higher than that of Jian Heng's family. After all, Wu Yong is an old pilot and has rich experience. As long as the whole family goes out of the hole, they fly a little further away.

Jian Heng is still a recruit. Damai and Xiaomai have not yet courage to take Jian Heng's plane. The only thing they want to sit and show extreme urgency is Jian Heng's sister Ningning, and his little nephew Xiao An is still far away in China." The airport was built a lot and it was separated by the half-la Lake. It was beautiful! "Wu Yong stretched his head and immediately praised Jian Heng for his runway: "By the way, when will the second phase be started?"

Jian Heng met him, first reached out and pulled the two children off the wing half-carrying, and then reached out to support Wu Yong's wife's hand to make her feel more steadily. Then he answered Wu Yong's question casually.

"At least I don't want to do it anymore this year. The first is that there are fewer planes. Now there are only two of you and me. Even if there are two or two, the hangars over there can be installed! Don't worry, the pilot just hired a temporary one. Anyway, you can take one step at a time, and then do it when you need it," said Jian Heng.

Wu Yong jumped off the plane: "You have so many big names in the ranch, why don't you even have one with a plane? It's impossible!"

"There are some, but they are all big guys. I have to build a serious airport to meet their usage requirements. How can I have this strength now? Anyone who comes from the plane will transfer Kalisper," Jian Heng said with a smile.

In fact, there are private planes among the students in the ranch now. Jian Heng alone knows no less than ten people, but it would be nonsense to ask Jian Heng to build an airport for their planes, because the smallest of these people's planes are jet business jets like Bends, among which there are not big guys like Boeing 747. Jian Heng is now not regular as pants, so where can he get the money to build such a serious airport?

Wu Yong nodded and said, "Yes, but you need to be prepared to look at it from a development perspective. As long as you develop well here, there must be an airport. Not to mention anything else, there are sufficient reasons for the style alone. Think about it, it took such a long time to go from here to Kalispel... Well, this idea is good."

When he heard Wu Yong's chatting, something was a good idea suddenly popped up. Jian Heng asked with a smile: "What did you think of again, a financial fan?"

"I mean, the business of getting a helicopter back and forth in the ranch has been good," said Wu Yong.

When Jian Heng heard this idea, he immediately said, "You can pull it down. I am only a few dozen people now. I have only been flying on it once every seven or eight days. You are going to let the plane and the pilot suffer."

Jian Heng had thought of this idea himself. Not only the students in Jian Heng Ranch also made suggestions, saying that it was a bit too far from here to Kalispel, and it would be great if there was a helicopter.

Those who make money in business are rushing to do it, but who will do it without making money? The money you make seven, eight times, five or six times a month is not enough to share the salary of the pilot. Jian Heng doesn't want to do this business.

"Why don't you say you are a small peasant person? You have to buy a plane when you fly, and you have to hire a full-time pilot?" Wu Yong despised Jian Heng very much.

Just as the two big men were chatting, Wu Yong's eldest daughter suddenly became a little impatient and shouted at Jian Heng and Wu Yong: "Dad, Uncle Jian, stop chatting, hurry up and leave!"

Jian Hengyi laughed and said, "Look, someone is not in a hurry to wait. Should I drive this car or do you drive it?"

Wu Yong ran to the small trailer with a trot, and went into the car bucket sideways. After entering, he hung his legs outside the car bucket.

"You drive, I've driven all the plane over and want to take a rest," Wu Yong said with a smile.

Jian Heng was just right, and ran over with a trot and started the motorcycle to drag the family to the door of the house.

The weather is now a good time for outdoor activities, so no one went inside. The two children went straight to Winnie instant noodles and Denver. Wu Yong was working with Barley and Wheat in his wife. As for Jian Heng and Wu Yong, the two men moved out the barbecue stove and washed them.

The two men had just got out the stove. Zhao Changshan arrived in his car, got out of the car and said hello and worked together. The adults were very familiar with each other. Although the children were not familiar, they soon became warm and played well with Winnie and the others.

Mr. Yao took Ma Wan's family of three to the ranch soon. Now there were more children, and the front of the house became more lively. They seemed to be full of electricity, and they screamed and looked energetic.

Except for the children, all adults began to work hard.

There are many people and great power. Many people work together, so the whole lunch business goes very smoothly. Soon the women get idle and sit under the corridor, blowing the breeze, basking in the sun, drinking tea and chatting.

Today, it was not Zhao Changshan or Jian Heng who was the one who was in charge of the chef Wu. Wu Yong was responsible for grilling steaks, while Jian Heng was responsible for grilling some side dishes, such as corn cobs, cherry tomatoes, etc. As for why cherry tomatoes also had to be roasted, Jian Heng didn't know what Chef Wu meant. Anyway, the chef told him, Jian Heng would do it as he did.

It was almost eleven o'clock, and all the food was ready and they were placed on the table one by one.

"Oh! Chinese and Western mixed together." When the old man Yao saw that in addition to the steak, there were also shredded potatoes, fried vegetables and other things on the table, so he smiled and said.

"I'm afraid that the children of Ma Wan's family will not get used to it. Their families all have Chinese food. They may not be able to adapt to salads just now," Zhao Changshan said with a smile.

"Jian Heng, you, the male master, have a few words?" said Mr. Yao.

Jian Heng said: "What are you talking about? You are all old friends. You should eat and drink well!"
Chapter completed!