"Jen!"

At this moment, one of the old ranchers also saw Jian Heng. He said a few words to the people next to him and stood up, walked to Jian Heng, and greeted Jian Heng.

"Hello, Thomas"

Jian Heng turned around and found that the rancher Old Thomas was standing by himself, so he nodded at him with a smile.

Before we knew it, the white ranch main front, which had originally ignored Jian Heng, had begun to disperse.

If I went back a year ago, no one would rush over to say hello to Jian Heng. At that time, Jian Heng sat in a bar and squatted for a day, there would not necessarily be ten people coming to greet him.

One winter came, and some old ranchers also saw Jian Heng's ability and heroic spirit. No matter where they are willing to help others, they can always get everyone's favor. Of course, the kind of willingness to help others here is not the kind of person who loses money. This kind of behavior is a fool in the United States.

These ranchers understand that although they may not benefit immediately, they all know that it is a good thing to have such a friend.

So there was a group of ranchers, or ranchers who had been taken care of by Jian Heng in winter, gradually leaning towards Jian Heng. This situation shows that Jian Heng is becoming more and more integrated or gathering some ranchers around him. They are no longer the former Jian Heng, the three carriages of Old Wash and Mrs. Anderson have entered the world.

Thomas stood next to Jian Heng and leaned against the bar and continued: "Jen, we are discussing collectively prosecuting the state government. The frequent dispatch of these helicopters and drones in the National Guard has caused some poultry on our ranch to have adverse reactions and caused a lot of deaths. I don't know if there is such a situation in your ranch..."

When Jane Heng heard Thomas talk about this, he shook his head: "My poultry is pretty good, and there is no situation where there is no egg laying or death."

Thomas didn't believe it a little. He thought Jane Heng had any concerns about suing the state government, so he advised: "If there is, you must say it. This is a legitimate demand for us. The government has no reason to do this. They should compensate for the losses they caused..."

Jian Heng heard what he meant, and couldn't help but smile and asked back with a wry smile: "Do you think I am the kind of person who is afraid of trouble?"

Seeing Thomas' expression, Jian Heng knew that the old man still didn't believe it completely, so he had to say, "This way, go and ask Old Wash and Anderson Ranch. The poultry on my ranch is the same as their ranch. If they have no losses, then I will naturally have nothing on my side."

After hearing Jian Heng's explanation, Thomas was skeptical. After chatting with Jian Heng for a few words, the old man returned to the tables of the two old ranchers.

Before he sat down, one of the middle-aged ranchers asked, "What did Gene say? Will he join?"

"Gen said that the poultry on his ranch was not affected much. I don't believe it. He asked me to ask Old Wash and Anderson," Thomas said.

After hearing this, a rancher said, "It's not true. Look, the old Wosh family and the Anderson family didn't hear anyone saying that their chickens were dead."

"It's true!"

So everyone said that it was true.

"What's going on?" So the group of people quickly began to discuss.

But can this kind of thing be discussed? These people are not stupid, and soon someone suggested asking, or it would be better to go to the two companies to take a look.

So the ranchers drank all the wine they had in their hands. When they passed by Jian Heng, they beat Jian Heng and said hello and headed towards Old Wosh's house.

It was strange that Old Wosh received calls from these ranchers at home. The old man is monitoring his baby cows in the cow pen. The amount of successful conception he can get means his income, and the extra one will be more money. Old Wosh is not a cattle gangster like Jian Heng. He mainly relies on this to make a living.

"What's the matter?" Remington frowned when he saw his son answering a call, so he asked with concern.

Old Wosh said: "It's nothing big, but Old Thomas said he was going to our house to come and have a look."

"What are they here for?" Remington was also surprised. His family was not a match for these companies, but they didn't have much contact with each other, and the ranches of several companies were not close, and it was about twenty minutes away from each other. Why did these people go here for nothing?

"Isn't it here to test our awesome?" Remington said.

Old Wosh shook his head: "The awesome thing has ended long ago this year. Thousands of places are empty for one point. They can think of it as soon as they want. Besides, if there is such a thing, how can Gene not know first?"

"Then wait for them to come." Remington was too lazy to think about it now.

Old Wosh nodded when he heard this, and then continued to do the work he had.

Old Thomas came very quickly. After entering the ranch, they saw that the chickens of Old Wosh were not the same as those raised in their own homes. These chickens were not as stupid as their own chickens. These chickens were all over the place. One of them dug out a long earthworm from the ground, and immediately a bunch of chickens gathered around to grab food.

Just as several ranchers were curiously observing, a sound of propellers came from above their heads. When the ranchers looked at the chickens on the ground, they had no reaction to the original ones, and were still fiercely scrambling for the earthworms, as if the helicopter above their heads did not exist.

"It's true! What kind of chicken breed is this? Why haven't we seen it before?"

"I haven't caught it either. Could it be that new chicken breeds have entered the neighborhood without getting the news? No, we won't be notified of such things. I am still a specialist of the association..."

"I have never seen it. Look at the crown, the feet and mouth are golden, and the feathers look beautiful, not like the chicken breed we used to feed."

Just as these ranchers were talking, Old Wash came up: "Why are you free to come to me today?"

They are all ranchers. Although they are just nodding, they are all straightforward and will not make any mistakes. When Old Wosh's words stop, someone will open his mouth.

“The chickens in your ranch are not affected by the plane?”

Old Wosh suddenly didn't understand why these people came to the chickens from his ranch as soon as they came up, so he looked at these people with confusion.

At this time, Thomas talked about the causes and consequences, and then said, "We heard Gene say that your ranch was not affected, so we came over and took a look. Now we saw that it is true. By the way, what kind of breed are you raising now? Where can we get the chicken seedlings?"

At this time, Old Wosh understood the purpose of these people, so he smiled and said, "You come to me to see. In fact, these chickens are new varieties produced by the big roosters of the Gene family and a group of hens native to China. They are indeed not afraid of planes. Not only planes, but also raptors are not afraid of them. These chickens are brave, wild and have a large group of people who come out. They are aggressive by nature and can also unite against enemies. If more than a dozen go out, they may not suffer any loss when they raise single foxes. They are a bit like a bison, relying on collective strength."

"Is it really that powerful?"

When I heard Old Wosh say this, half of the ranchers thought Old Wosh was bragging. Where can I deal with such chickens? We have been raising chickens for decades. We have never heard of chickens who dare to resist in groups in the face of foxes. They were all scared and shrunk their heads and waited for the foxes.

Old Wosh didn't care whether these people believed or not. They had no conflict of interest with him, and they had no relationship with him if they didn't believe.

Now the chicken and eggs of the old Wosh family are only for food for ranch customers, and they can't take out because there is no left. As for expanding the scale of chicken farming, the ownership of the chicken breed is not owned by his Wosh family, so he doesn't want to bother with this. It is justified to keep good cattle honestly and raise good cattle.

Seeing that Old Wash only smiled and didn't say anything, those who knew him understood it, they couldn't escape this matter!

"Is this what Gene cultivated?"

Old Wash said: "In the past, but now these chicken species are sold to biological companies. It seems that they are also supplying chicken seedlings to the outside world. I don't know much about the specific price."

The chickens on Old Wash Ranch have their own characteristics. All companies with intellectual property rights have limited it to be used for their own use and cannot be sold. All nearby ranches who raise Jian Heng's chickens are handled in this way. Fortunately, Americans know the price of breaking the law, and no one wants to take the risk of going to jail to earn this bad money.

So the group got Wu Yong's phone call from Old Wosh. They looked around the chickens, carefully studied and went back.
Chapter completed!