For us Chinese, the dumpling making activity is an activity that everyone participates. No Chinese in the whole ranch will not do it. Of course, the two sisters of Barley and Wheat will be excluded. However, although these two people cannot do it, they cannot stop their enthusiasm for participation.

As a chef, Zhao Changshan quickly began to assign tasks: "You go and take down the noodle pocket in the car, remember to get the high-gluten noodles. If you take the wrong one, be careful, I will beat you!"

"Chef? What am I doing?" Jian Heng pointed at himself and asked Zhao Changshan.

"Don't worry, I can't escape you, so you can rest first," said Zhao Changshan.

When Jian Heng heard what he said, he thought that he was the boss Zhao Changshan and it was difficult to assign tasks, so he opened his mouth and said, "This is not good, I can't just do everyone's work and I'm swaying around with my arms around."

Zhao Changshan smiled and said, "Don't worry, I can't spare you. I'm going to let you rest because I have a big job to hand over to you. I'm waiting for me to chop the beef stuffing, and you're responsible for making the stuffing into meat paste."

After saying that, Zhao Changshan said to Xiao Zhao who was going to the car at the door to get the meat: "Pick the meat stick and show it to the boss and have fun!"

Jian Heng was very curious. He used to chop dumplings and chopped meat, so he could use it to beat it. So he followed Xiao Zhao out with his eyes open, stood under the corridor and waited for Xiao Zhao to come over. After taking the stuffing stick, he couldn't help but say to himself: "This is like a small baseball bat?"

You can say nothing, this stick looks quite solid, completely made of solid wood, and the patterns on the stick are quite pleasing. They are as light as a smear of clouds and smoke. The patterns are quite beautiful but they do not affect the weight of the stick. When I held it in my hand, I weighed it and found that it was a good material at a glance.

"My uncle made it according to the baseball bat, saying it was very effective. Look, there is another one here, it's a pair." As he said that, Xiao Zhao pushed the flour on his shoulder, then freed up his hand and handed it to Jian Heng's hand.

After taking the sticks to mash meat paste, Jian Heng found that Zhao Changshan brought a lot of things in the back of the pickup truck. There were more than ten stainless steel basins of all sizes, ranging from one arm to a normal basin size. There were also everything from drained blues and other things. I don’t know how to get on the plane or buy them now in the city.

After looking at Zhao Changshan's equipment in the car, Jian Heng started dancing on the corridor with a stick in each hand. He was so excited that he even yelled a few times after Bruce Lee's yelling.

"Ranger, if you want to play, go outside and free up the corridor frame." Zhao Changshan walked out with a table and pushed Jian Heng away and placed the table under the corridor frame.

Jian Heng turned his head and saw a small basin in the basin on the table. You should know that this basin is not a small basin, it is two large as an ordinary basin.

"You have so many faces for us?" Jian Heng asked in surprise.

"There is another meal tonight. Even if you can't eat it at night, there will be some tomorrow morning. When the people you said to help you come, we can still make pot stickers. The Americans recognize this thing and fry it. It will definitely make you more dough when you make it tomorrow!" Zhao Changshan said.

When he heard that Zhao Changshan had even planned to have dinner tomorrow morning, Jian Heng said, "That's true!"

Based on the good habit of not getting fried if you eat something, Jian Heng didn't mind eating pasta for several meals.

Just like that, Jian Heng was playing with two sticks in front of the house, and the people under the corridor started to survive. Zhao Changshan's two helpers kneaded the noodles together, and Zhang Jialiang broke up the cabbage leaves and was responsible for washing the cabbage. As for Zhao Changshan, he took a large pot and placed a chopping board in a small staircase in front of the corridor, and sat on the two small steps in front of the corridor to chop the meat. At the beginning, he had a knife, and at the end, two kitchen knives were put together.

"I said Brother Zhao, you chop meat faster than me chop cabbage?" Zhang Jialiang, who had the chopped vegetables, looked at the meat in Zhao Changshan's basin, which had become the size of a watermelon seed. The cabbage on his side had only taken four or five knifes, so he opened his mouth and said.

Zhao Changshan smiled and said, "If I can't compare to you, then the cooking school and more than ten years of cooking career will be useless?"

"That's right!" Zhang Jialiang heard it: "It's true!"

As he said that, Zhao Changshan stood up and looked at the two sisters of Barley and Wheat that were coming out of the door: "Okay, let it go there, I'll do the rest."

After signaling the two sisters to put the basket in their hands on the table, they turned to Jian Heng and pointed at the stuffing he had just chopped out and said, "It's time for you to go into battle. Bring it into meat paste. Remember to break the fibers of the meat!"

Jian Heng immediately said as soon as he heard this, "This is not simple!"

After saying that, he walked to the basin and rolled up his sleeves to prepare for work.

"Hey! Hey! What are you doing?"

"Business starts!" Jian Heng replied in surprise.

Zhao Changshan said: "That's it? Don't wash the stick?"

When Jian Heng heard his reminder, he remembered this and immediately got into the house to wash the sticks.

When Jian Heng came out, he found that there was one more person standing outside, either someone else or his neighbor O'Brien.

"John, it's rare to see you come here. Is there anything wrong?" Jian Heng asked.

It's not rare, but I've never seen it. Jian Heng and the O'Brien family had been neighbors for several years when they were on the ranch, but they had never seen them come once.

O'Brien is the guy who is very annoying to the old ranch owners around him. However, because Jian Heng is not a stubborn and conservative old shepherd, he has a good sense of this family. He can't say he hates it but he can't say he likes it.

I was just a little curious about John O'Brien's visit without warning.

"Henry, I'm here to ask if you have any interest in selling Silent Lake." O'Brien didn't politely explain his purpose.

When he heard that he wanted to buy his own lake, Jian Heng asked curiously: "Who said I want to sell the lake?"

"No one said, I just heard that you are in financial difficulties. If you want to sell, I agree to pay a million dollars!" O'Brien put out the price again.

"I'm sorry, I'm not interested in selling it. Even if it's sold, I'm afraid it's more than this price!"

When Jian Heng heard this, he realized that O'Brien was about to run away to find a bargain. His face suddenly fell down and his whole body became like a hedgehog with hair blown.

Let me put it this way, can the Silent Lake Ranch be called Silent Lake Ranch without Silent Lake? Let’s not talk about the name, just talk about the area of ​​this lake and its geographical location in the entire pasture. For sale of this lake, almost one-sixth of the pasture land in the pasture is to be cut off, and there is no place that can be bought by one million.

The value of Silent Lake to the pasture is not that little area, it is a source of water.

The bank likes this ranch mainly because it is like Jingjing Lake. It originally planned to use Jingjing Lake to divide the ranch into several pieces, so that several pieces are close to the lake, with mountains, lakes and pastures. In winter, you can ski. Rich people like this vacation ranch the most.

"It's okay to have more!" O'Brien slapped and stood up, meaning he added another half a million.

Jian Heng looked at him and smiled and said, "I finally understand why everyone doesn't like you!"

The irony in this statement is strong. Although the old ranchers are stubborn and conservative, they are generally straightforward and simple. They rarely do things that come to the door to covet their neighbors’ property because they are in trouble.

For example, today's incident, eight out of ten would definitely give Jian Heng a market price, rather than buying Silent Lake for more than one million dollars like O'Brien.

"I just want the lake!" O'Brien said.

"You only need the lake, the lake is sold to you. When you come here, you flew over from my ranch?!" Jian Heng was not polite at all and directly retorted.

As a rancher, Jian Heng got into the role quickly, and he immediately turned himself into a thorn ball without any speculation. Because Jian Heng understood that in such a strong country ranch, it is not enough to be polite, you have to be tough enough. In English, it is just a-tough-guy!

Only tough people, those who are brave enough to protect their own interests, and those who put their interests first can win the respect of the rancher and integrate into the rancher's circle.

"If you don't sell it, forget it!" O'Brien shrugged his shoulders.

When O'Brien came here, he wanted to bully Jian Heng's youth. What's more important is that he heard that Jian Heng is in financial difficulties now. A young man who is in debt is equivalent to a fat sheep in his eyes, and he is also an Asian fat sheep. O'Brien didn't know Jian Heng very much. He used to look down on him, but now he despised him. However, O'Brien knew that generally speaking, the personality of the first generation of Asian immigrants was a bit weak, and he was more or less willing to spend money to get disasters, so he came to his house.

If Old Anders were there, he wouldn't even think about this, and he wouldn't dare to come to the door to say that if he wanted to do it, Old Anders might have to drive people with a gun.

Turning his head, O'Brien thought to himself: Don't Asian fat sheep generally prefer to suffer a small loss than cause trouble? Why is this person different?

"ge-out-my-place! (get out of my place) Never-come-back! (Don't come back!)" Jane Heng threw a very heavy sentence at O'Brien's back.

Waiting to see O'Brien get in the car and leave without any trace, Jian Heng turned his head and found that all the people were looking at him.

"What's wrong?" Jian Heng touched his face.

"Suddenly I feel like you have become a different person," said Zhao Changshan.
Chapter completed!