Chapter 12 Golden Ranch
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The sun was shining brightly, and the train was passing through the mountains. From a distance, the trees on the Great Dividing Mountain were shaded, which was no different from the subtropical areas in China. From time to time, Wang Hao was enjoying himself and was not tired.
He was also a little surprised. He was so tired just now that he was looking at the scenery in full spirit.
"Charlie told me before that if you really want to buy a ranch, we can discuss the price. After all, there are not many people buying it now. I have published several issues of advertisements in the newspaper, but no one paid attention to it."
Joseph leaned against the chair, twisted his neck, then broke his fingers into a crisp sound, and a hint of fatigue appeared in his eyes. Although Australia has support policies for agriculture and animal husbandry, it does not have agricultural subsidies like other developed countries. The country's resources are too rich, and although farmers also have pressure to survive, the pressure is not great. Although Australia's agriculture is developed, due to the few farmers, agriculture has been marginalized, and there are few students willing to study agriculture in college.
"I'll ask you a pity, since the ranch is good, why do you want to sell it?" This question has been entangled in Wang Hao's heart for a long time. He saw Joseph's sad expression, which was really puzzled.
Joseph took off the baseball cap and put it on the small table in front of him. He looked outside and said leisurely: "No one of my children is willing to come back to work in the ranch. They all work in the big city. I am old and want to retire, but no one takes care of the ranch, so I want to sell it and find a good owner."
Wang Hao nodded. He understood this, but the problem was money in front of him. "Since you have talked to Charlie, you should also know that my money may not be enough. We don't know how much that painting can be sold. Maybe I've been optimistic about your ranch, but unfortunately I don't have that much money to buy, so what should I do if I can only buy a smaller one?"
"What's the matter! Just when you come to our house for a few days, if you really can't buy it, I'll introduce you to a new ranch. How about it? We have many ranchs there, which are the most important wheat and merino wool production areas in the whole of Australia!" Joseph was very generous. If the transaction was not done, what if one or two could be neighbors!
The Great Dividing blocked all the water vapor from the Pacific Ocean to the east, and was a natural screen. It stood tall on the southeast of the Australian continent, separating the two places. To the east is a subtropical evergreen broad-leaved forest, and to the west, it turned into a dense grassland.
The endless grassland, green fences, cattle and sheep eating leisurely, feel like walking into a natural oil painting of "The wind blows the grass and sees cattle and sheep", suddenly turning from a forest to a grassland. The gap between them is too big!
"How is it? It's magnificent enough!" Joseph raised his chin proudly. He lived in such a ranch for most of his life, and this is his destination!
The green grass is as green as Wang Hao took a deep breath, and the fragrant smell of grass and trees came to his nose, making people feel relaxed and intoxicated. The cows, horses and sheep wandered on the grassland, and the wind blew the grass, forming a poetic and picturesque scene.
The train was rushing past the grassland, but the cattle and sheep didn't care at all. I guess they had been used to it for a long time.
"Look, when we entered Victoria, have you ever seen decent farmland? The sides are full of rye grass that grows naturally. Our ranch is also like this, purely natural and pollution-free. This grass is one of the best livestock feeds, with a high protein content. Just harvesting and baleting this rye grass in a year can earn more than 2 billion US dollars in foreign exchange income!"
Wang Hao didn't know that this was Joseph teaching him some of his little common sense. Although these little common senses are all the essence. Just like the rye grass that can be imported in China, it is just used to feed horse racing. How can ordinary cattle and sheep be qualified to eat such expensive grass!
It is said that Australia is a country riding on the back of sheep. This sentence is not an exaggeration. Wang Hao often saw flocks of sheep gathering like clouds all the way from the train. There are no natural enemies here, and it is not dangerous to eat well and sleep well. Naturally, they grow up with confidence and boldness. The sheepdogs drove these sheep very loyally and slowly disappeared from their sight.
It was already four o'clock in the afternoon when he arrived at Swan Hill. Wang Hao, who had been excited for so long, finally calmed down. He drove the pickup truck out of the parking lot of the train station. Joseph waved at Wang Hao and signaled him to get on the bus quickly.
In the ranch, pickup trucks are relatively common cars, which are very convenient to decorate farm tools or small livestock. Sitting in the passenger seat and listening to country songs, Wang Hao hummed gently. This is an extremely classic country music. This melody is light and depicts a beautiful scenery of the American West and the image of a chic cowboy.
“Younger-than-the-mountains,Growing-like-a-breeze.Country-roads-take-me-home,
To-the-place-I-belong.West-Virginia-Mountain-Mama,Take-me-home-country-road,All-my-memories-Gather-round-her."
"I didn't expect you to sing this song "Take Me Home on Country Road"?" Joseph was a little surprised. He put one hand on the steering wheel, turned the volume up a little with the other hand, and then sang it with his throat.
Facing the sunset, the two people drove on the endless green field. The gentle spring breeze blew across their faces, bringing a hint of grass fragrance. The keen touch brought by the apprentice druid made him particularly like this grassland that had not been replaced by mechanical civilization.
The golden sunset was already spread in the horizon, and the afterglow of the sunset gently scattered on the green grassland. The sunset reflected colorful light. Walking down from the pickup truck, Wang Hao looked around, and the grass waves rippled in waves, golden flowers dotted charmingly on the green waves, and flocks of sheep sprinkled on the grassland like clouds.
Strolling on the boundless grassland, especially the grassland under the sunset. Wang Hao saw the boundless vastness and freedom. The grassland was shrouded in golden silence. The mountains in the distance were covered with colorful clothes of the sunset. The white clouds like milk in the sky also became as bright as flames. The grass waves calmed down, and the vast grassland was filled with a layer of gold by the bright red sunset.
Look at the golden sky and the oblique dry grass, and enjoy the standing in the cold and warmth in the soft light.
"Golden Ranch, I decided to call it the name of this ranch!" Wang Hao said firmly. He looked at the grassland with gold edges and suddenly wanted to take down the ranch, at most he could only take another painting or a gem.
"Hey, this is our living area." Joseph patted Wang Hao on the shoulder and made him turn around.
In fact, this place is not all grassland. What appears in front of you is a small garden with forests and birds singing and flowers singing. A two-story white western-style building stands next to the pond, looking like a peaceful farmhouse.
Although this kind of life cannot be heard of the hustle and bustle of the city, it is rich and quiet. Several shepherds ran over and circled around Joseph, rubbing his trousers from time to time, looking very loving.
To outsiders, Joseph lives a natural life of "pastoral and pastoral style", but in fact, the style of their home is quite modern. The home is quite Italian, and each room looks simple and elegant.
The hostess Mary had already prepared the meal and was waiting for the guests to arrive.
"After being busy, wash your hands and have a meal. This is the mushroom soup I made, so drink some!"
Australians usually eat three dishes, and the first meal is usually a variety of soups. The main dish is vegetables with meat, and then it is a dessert after meals. After being hungry for so long, the little things on the plane cannot fill their stomachs. If I hadn't bought a hamburger on the way, I would have starved to death now.
Chapter completed!