Augsger Ranch is located on the east side of the Snow Mountain Ranch, and it wraps the Snow Mountain Ranch in a semi-circular shape. It is also connected to Flathead National Forest Park on the west side, and it is a very good-located ranch.

Its total area is more than 54,800 acres. If you can't imagine how big it is, it will be converted into 332,650 acres. You will probably know how vast it is. This is equivalent to the total land of a small town.

If he bought it, the Snow Mountain Ranch would become a behemoth of nearly 80,000 acres, which made Xiao Hanxuan feel moved just by thinking about it. His father is distracted by dinner now, and his condition continues from the afternoon to the present.

A piece of braised pork fell on the table several times. Han Xuan’s mother couldn’t stand it anymore and slapped the chopsticks on the table: “Look at your appearance as a bear, just buy it if you want to, and the ground can still fly?”

He picked up the meat and put it in his mouth. Han’s father muttered while eating: “What do you know? Old Augsger has offered $17 million, which is a top ranch. He is not much to go. It would be nice to have a $1 million off. I don’t want to take advantage of him.”

"Why don't you buy it?" Guo's mother asked.

Han Qianshan almost choked and looked at his wife and rolled his eyes: "Where is the money? Augsger disagreed with selling the ranch separately. I agreed to have money at that time, and it was your turn to say it."

"Several farmers nearby can't afford it, and they just happened to let our dad..."

"Don't, solve the problem of the man's family by himself. Besides, this ranch has cost my father-in-law a lot of money."

Han Qianshan said, grabbing his head and silencing his head to eat, and simply stop thinking about it.

The US dollar in the 1990s was still very valuable, and it did not depreciate as much as it did in the future. 17 million US dollars is already a large amount, which is more than six times the purchasing power of later generations.

A penny stumped the hero. When Han Xuan saw his father lying under the eaves and sighing at the sunset, he was speechless.

But he could understand his father's thoughts. He was in his thirties, so he would not have the shame to ask his parents for money, just like he used to...

Forget it, I didn't say it.

In addition to the houses under construction, the family still has about six million US dollars, all of which have been earned from the ranch in the past decade.

Other people's beef and mutton are not as good as those in the snow-capped ranch, so they will just live a life every year, otherwise how could Old Augsger be willing to sell the ranch?

In 1950, there were about 5.65 million ranches in the United States. Now less than half of them are left through land mergers. There are many people selling small ranches, but there are not many big ranches to be sold, let alone just beside their own home.

"Why don't you ask for a bank loan?" Han Xuan lay beside his father, hugged Fat Ding next to the chair in his arms, turned his head and asked.

Han Qianshan looked at his son and said, "Our ranch is only more than 20,000 acres. Even if it is worth 9 million, the bank will only lend 80% at most. This is not a shortage, let alone keep some money for emergency use."

Touching my son's head, he continued to be compassionate to the sunset. After a while, even the sun gave face and quietly hid in the mountains.

Seeing that my father got up and walked towards the bullpen, Xiao Han thought for a while, then got up and walked into the house. His son was embarrassed to borrow, and he didn't say that his grandson was embarrassed.

Guo’s mother was calling and was startled when she saw someone coming. She saw that her son came over and continued to say to the microphone: “Well, more than 50,000 acres.”

Han Xuan stood beside him and vaguely heard the old man's voice: "Okay, I'm borrowed it. Why do I have such a stupid son-in-law? Is it easy to encounter good things? Just think it's okay to buy it for my grandson. When someone sells it, he will cry."

Guo's mother angrily said, "Dad~ don't say that to him."

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about that stupid one. My grandson is back, let me talk to him." The old man said helplessly.

"Grandpa, I'm here. I've heard you say bad things about my dad." Han Xuan took the phone, turned to look at his mother, and grinned. It turns out that the mother and son saw each other.

The global population is increasing, and gold stocks are depreciating. Only these pastures with permanent land ownership have been rising. Although Han Xuan has never lacked money for spending in both lives, he can't see them running away.

After chatting with grandpa for a while, I agreed to visit him with time, so I put down the phone. My mother grabbed his ear and threatened: "Tell your dad that you were telling me that you were talking, otherwise I would let you kneel on the washboard!"

Han Xuan stared at him and acted cutely, nodding quickly.

I sighed in my heart how kind my mother couldn't bear to hurt my father's heart, but I just felt sorry for her little knee. I really don't know where she learned this trick, but it's already used all over the world...

He jumped out of the door and went to the cow pen to find his father. Halfway through, he met McDull who helped the shepherd dogs and puddings drive away the alpacas, and he couldn't bark in his mouth. En'ang En'ang's donkey barks were not at all shocking. The grass mud horses should do whatever they should do. McDull was so angry that he knocked his head on their legs, which was a little effective.

Alpacas bowed their heads one after another, oh boss, sorry, you are too short to see them!

Pudding is eight years old this year and is already middle-aged in his dog-age career, but he is in good spirits. He is wearing short hair and shiny. At this time, he is squatting in front of the boy and shaking his tail. Han Xuan hugged his head and praised it for a few times before running over and continuing to work.

It's true that dogs are cute in their actions, but it would be a bit weird if they were donkeys.

After waiting for a long time, I saw that McDull was still unconscious. The corners of the boy's eyes twitched, and he grabbed his big ear and raised his legs and walked forward.

Han’s father was cleaning the bullpen with Old John and chatting about his sons. Old John was sighing and sighing that he didn’t know how little John was doing in Seattle.

Two years ago, my son left the ranch and went out for a stroll, but he never came back since then. He only had a letter from one another two months to connect with each other.

This is a very common thing in the United States, but Han Qianshan couldn't understand this emotion. He shuddered when he thought that his son might leave him in the future.

When he saw his son coming, Han's father grinned and stretched out his hand to twist the boy's face to express his love. Now that the relationship is closer, he will not forget me.

Xiao Han Xuan was amused and crying: "Forget it if you are in a bad mood, dad, do you want to wipe cow dung on your son's face!"

Han’s father’s face turned red, and Old John immediately burst into laughter.

"Dad, grandpa called just now." Han Xuan wiped his face with paper, threw it on the ground with disgust, and said in his mouth.

Han's father pricked up his ears and saw that his son stopped talking for a long time, so he had to say, "What's the matter?"

"Then I let it go, and my grandfather said he wanted to buy the Augsger Ranch and he lent you the money."

The boy looked up and saw the expression on his father's face and knew that there was a chance. Sure enough, he sent him up the steps and sat down. He was very happy: "Yes, I'm borrowing it from my father."

After thinking about it, I continued to ask: "How much did I borrowed? The beef is very easy to sell recently. I will return it to your grandfather when it is sold in autumn."

“10 million seems.”

"Yeah... I will definitely return it next year!"

Old John didn't know Han Qianshan's entanglement and said excitedly with a loud voice: "Boss, are you going to buy the Augsger Ranch?!"

"Really? That's great!"

Han Xuan was only one meter tall, not as tall as the bullpen railing, so he naturally couldn't see the side. He was startled when he heard the sound. He stood on tiptoe and found that it was Martinez. The light was too dark, so he saw big mouths and white teeth floating in the air.

"Haha, I'm not sure. I'll call Augsger tomorrow. Yes, I'd better ask him first in the evening."

After Han's father finished speaking, he threw down his cowboat chops, walked out of the slaughter ring, and the sound came from a distance again: "Son, go home!"

Old John smiled and shook his head, continuing his work.

A quiet and leisurely life can easily nurture people with a simple mind.

Although Han’s father is in his thirties, he still looks similar to when he had just graduated from college.

He has never experienced social decontamination and no pressure in life, so he can be as free and easy as he does.

Han Xuan also laughed, took McDull and said goodbye to Uncle John and Martinez, and slowly returned along the grass path, with the sound of bells chugging.

When he got home, his father was sitting on a rocking chair, holding a purple clay pot in his right hand. When he saw his son looking at him, he smiled mysteriously, as if he was waiting for him to ask.

Xiao Hanxuan looked at the eaves forty-five degrees and said in a cooperative manner: "Uncle Angusger agreed?"

The father nodded, looking clear and calm, as if the person in the afternoon was not him. Looking through the window, the mother was giving her son a thumbs up and turned around to continue wiping the dishes.

The moon hid in the witch clouds, and only the wooden house was brightly lit.

The father and son whispered under the eaves, and words such as carnival and first love seemed to be heard in the wind.

Han's father turned red, and he turned his head and found that his wife was not paying attention. He reached out and knocked on his son's head.
Chapter completed!