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Chapter 4 Simmental Bull

The Australian mini donkey widened its cute eyes and looked at Baby Han.

The donkey's body is very clean. Its fur is brown-gray, and its mouth and round belly are beige. There is also a small golden bell hanging under its neck, which makes it sound like a jingle when walking.

The long ears were raised high, as if they were uneasy when they were watched by everyone, so they quietly hid to Han Baobao.

I turned my head and smelled the comfortable smell emitted by this human body before I felt at ease.

Han Xuan had been cute by it, and the passers-by around him had the same expression. One of the passers-by was curious and asked in a low voice: "What is this? Is the Farabella mini horse? It's so cute."

The companion passerby around him looked at him with an idiot's eyes and slowly spoke: "Have you seen a horse with such a long ear? It's clearly a donkey, okay?"

The Australian mini donkey was not as famous as later generations in the 1990s, and the Farabella mini horse, similar to it, was widely known in the Americas. The super-small body and cute appearance made them quickly become precious pets.

Some people have been raising horses for their entire lives but have never seen such a small one. After looking carefully, they find that, oh, it turns out to be a donkey.

The habit of watching the fun is not only available in China. These foreigners also surrounded the streets three times inside and three times outside. The fat donkey was a little frightened and tried to shrink his whole body behind Han Xuan.

But I didn’t expect that Baby Han was also a small figure, and it was not much bigger than the blurred donkey. There was no problem, but it was a problem. As long as it could cover the eyes! Didn’t you see that when you were in your hometown in Australia, did those ostrich do the same?

Han Baobao turned around and reached out to touch the big head of the fat donkey. His long hair was very soft. He turned his head and looked around, wanting to find its owner. Give it back to him? Don’t joke, you must buy this cute guy and take it home to keep it for fun!

What's more, this place is a market, and if you don't want to sell it, the owner will not bring it here.

If you think about it carefully, you will almost always have tall American flower horses and taller Quat horses in your ranch. At this rate of development, you will never be addicted to riding horses in ten years.

Han Baobao lowered his head and smiled. Isn’t this a horse? It was delivered to him by himself.

The fat donkey seemed to notice something, and his body stiffened, and he could only hear the boy's voice coming from his ear: "Feat it a little longer, it just happened..."

The patrolman thought there was some fight, so he hurried over and rushed into the crowd with difficulty. He found the child and the donkey at a glance.

So he waved his hand to drive away the crowd: "Okay, okay, let's all spread out! Isn't it just a mini horse?"

Everyone looked at the patrolman meaningfully and dispersed in groups of three or three to do their own things.

The Internet has just emerged, and life is far less colorful than later generations. A little gossip and strange stories will become a topic of conversation for people after dinner, let alone such a cute little animal.

At this moment, a young black man shouted to the patrolman from a distance: "Sir, have you seen a little donkey?"

"donkey?"

The patrolman finally knew what the eyes of those people just now meant, his face turned slightly red, and he looked at the black young man unhappily and said, "It's here! Black boy! Look at your damn donkey!"

If the time had been delayed twenty years later, the policeman would definitely not dare to say this to him, otherwise no one would be able to take it away. However, it was still 90 years old, and the black man was obviously not very happy, and he was annoyed and endured it, nodding to say that he had heard it.

The patrolman stepped onto the police car and left without looking back.

The black guy hurried to the mini donkey. Regardless of its resistance, he held its big head in his arms, and spit out a large piece of words like a machine gun: "Big baby, you really make me anxious."

It seemed like I remembered something again, so I looked up at the patrolman disappearing, and spitted, and then I found the little boy beside me.

I have to say that the baby is really popular, and like Chinese, he is a vulnerable group here. The black guy relaxed and said to the little boy: "Sorry, uncle is going to take the donkey back. Kid, what else do you have?"

"Yes, sir, can I buy this mini donkey?" Han Xuan said.

The black guy's eyes rolled: "You may not be able to afford this little guy. You have to wait for you to make money, or ask your family to agree to $5,000, and you can take it away for $5,000."

At this time, his eyes were obviously looking at Han Qianshan. A middle-aged Chinese man and a Chinese child were together. Idiots could think of their relationship.

Han Baobao was happy inside, as long as he was willing to sell, but his face suddenly turned sadly and looked at the black guy: "But my dad only has 2,000 US dollars. Uncle, I really want this donkey."

"Ha, this guy."

Han's father looked at his son in surprise, and then he realized it when he thought about it.

He didn't interrupt, and cooperated with his son and instantly showed a sad expression. He nodded and said, "Would we not buy it? Dad can't afford it, but Dad will work hard to make money and will definitely buy it for you in the future."

Han Xuan acted coquettishly and said, "I don't want this in the future."

After saying that, my eyes were a little red, as if my father would cry immediately as soon as he said he would not buy it. It was a father-son drama.

The black guy suddenly became embarrassed. Not to mention 5,000, for most Americans today, they don’t even have a deposit of 2,000 US dollars. Only these Chinese like to save money and also like to spend cash.

This is a rare big business. Anyway, the little donkey came here and didn't spend much money.

Thinking of this, he pretended to weigh the pros and cons, gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "3000! You can take it away for only 3000 US dollars!"

"Uncle, but we only have so much money, is it really not possible?"

After saying that, Han Xuan walked to Han’s father, pulled the corner of his clothes, turned around three times, and looked reluctant to leave his face.

The black guy suddenly became anxious and said, "Okay, little guy, it's only 2,000 yuan, but I want cash!"

Han Qianshan became addicted and pretended to be embarrassed. The young man was about to jump. Han Xuan hurriedly pulled the corner of his father's clothes and continued to act coquettishly: Good daddy, just buy it. I promise to be obedient at home in the future~”

Father Han looked down at his son's little face and teased, "Is it really a baby?"

"Yeah!" Han Xuan pointed his head quickly and secretly complained to his unscrupulous father.

"All right."

Old Patton handed a stack of Franklin to Han Xuan at the right time, and it was exactly 2,000. He had already counted it aside and prepared. In the eyes of the old cowboy, the young master was very smart.

Han Xuan handed the money to the young man casually. After he finished ticking it, he hugged the fat donkey with both hands and said cutely: "Can I leave, uncle?"

"kindness."

"Hey? Which poor family spent $2,000 to buy pets for their children? Who is the old man who gave money?"

It took a long time before the young man reacted, wishing he could vomit three liters of blood to the sky, and he kept murmuring: "It turns out to be a rich man, money... boy..."

Not far away.

"Haha, Master, you are so amazing! You saved 3,000 US dollars!" Old Patton smiled, his big nose trembled, obviously very excited. The United States basically says that the price is whatever it costs. Even if it can be cheap, it will only be reduced by a small part, but it is not as much as it is now.

It’s not that I’m short of money, but the most important thing is to have fun. It’s really interesting Chinese.

Old Patton thought about whether he would try it one day.

Well... I still lack a grandson to cooperate, and the old cowboy subconsciously looked at him.

Dad Han held the baby and the donkey. The little bells kept ringing along the way, and the sound was very crisp.

The market is open air.

The ranchers sat reservedly beside their fences, without any intention of attracting guests.

Occasionally someone came up to ask, and then he answered a few words.

Angus cattle are a bit small in size compared to other cattle, and the price is much lower. Therefore, at the suggestion of Old Patton and John, Han Qianshan planned to raise some other varieties this time, such as the beautiful Simmental cattle in front of him.

Simmental cattle, also known as serpentine, is a species native to Switzerland. Its white and yellow spots are intertwined. It can not only be used as an edible cattle, but also produces four tons of milk every year. The adult cattle weighs 1,200 kilograms and the meat is also very good.

The rancher had two beards, bent and raised upwards, not dressed like an American, but had a bit of a British style.

He was very enthusiastic and smart. When he saw someone coming over, he said in a voice with a strong London emphasis: "What a cute kid! And this cute Australian donkey, this is the first time I have seen them in the United States for so long."

"Thank you for your compliment, sir."

"You are so sensible."

The boss then stretched out his hand to Han Qianshan: "My name is Albert, hello sir, do you need to buy a cow?"

Han Qianshan also stretched out his hand politely.

"Just call me Han. Yes, we need a batch of half-large Simmental cattle. They look really good. The experienced Mr. Patton took a fancy to them at a glance. How many such calves do you have?"

Albert immediately knew that he had come to a big business and shook hands with Old Patton and praised: "You really have vision. The calf in my ranch is the best!"

After saying that, he continued, "Sir, how many cows do you need in the ranch? I can only provide about 500. If it is not enough, I can raise more calfs in two days. Don't worry, the price will definitely be fair! We British people never lie in their business."

"Whoever believes is stupid."

Han Qianshan shook his head undeniably: "I have to wait until I go to your farm to see it before I know that I may need about 1,300 Angus cows."

Albert was so happy. He didn't expect to encounter such a big deal as soon as he opened. He nodded quickly: "Sir, don't worry! I'll call my two neighbors, so that the total number is enough for you to choose a satisfactory calf. Please wait a few minutes and I'll be back soon!"

After saying that, he ran out without looking back, and soon he took two white ranchers and drove to their ranch.

The calf raised in Albert's ranch was indeed pretty good. Old Patton and John chose one by one to replace the unhealthy calves. They didn't finish their work until it was completely dark.

The contract was signed with the help of a lawyer and left a check of $200,000 as a deposit.

He politely declined Albert's proposal to leave them for dinner. On the trail, Ford pickup truck turned on the yellowed headlights and drove along the original road towards the Snow Mountain Ranch.

The fat donkey lie on his side, lying in the back seat and getting up.

Han Xuan rested his head on its stomach, and also dozed off, and soon fell asleep.

Outside the car window, the sky was covered with stars, and a piece of emerald green could be seen.
Chapter completed!
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