Chapter 366 357. High-Quality Calves (Monthly Ticket +8)

Time entered November, and at the beginning of the month, the weather was fine, and Motak walked lazily in his pasture.

His ranch is different from Wang Bo's Sunset Ranch. It is divided into pieces. Livestock of different ages and types live in different areas, but the largest one adopts mixed breeding.

There are both cattle and sheep in this area, and the cattle are Angus cattle, mainly black, interspersed with a few red ones. The sheep are goats, Boer goats.

Hundreds of cattle and sheep live together, and there is no conflict among them. They stay on their own territory obediently, either eating grass or drinking water. The atmosphere is very peaceful.

There are also Angus cattle and Boer goats around, as well as Simmental cattle and Romney sheep.

Mixed Angus cattle and Boer goats have a common feature, that is, the fur is shiny, even if the body is stained with soil and weeds, the color is still very bright.

Also, there is a big gap between the two sides in terms of spirit. Both are grazing quietly. Angus cattle and Boer goats give Mortak the feeling of being full of energy, especially when they are walking. The appearance makes people feel at ease.

This is not the case with other cattle and sheep. They are like white-collar workers who work overtime for forty-eight hours in a row.

Before importing these cattle and sheep from the Sunset Ranch at a high price, Motak felt that the livestock on his ranch were in good condition, and there was no harm if there was no comparison. Now that he compared them like this, he wished he could beat up those cattle and sheep, and he was a little more energetic. How is God?

Although you are destined to be food, you must have dignity when making food, and you cannot be looked down upon by humans. Look at your kind, how confident you are in living, how about you?

Mortak shook his head vigorously.

"Dude, did you take the ecstasy-pill or something? I saw you shaking your head at those Brahman cows for a while." A rough voice rang out.

Motak looked back and saw a middle-aged white man with a big belly, wearing jeans and a cowboy hat, he was completely dressed as a rancher.

Of course, this person is a rancher, and Motak went up to him and hugged him, and said with a smile, "Vincent, my good buddy, why are you here when you are free?"

"Not only Vincent, but also me, Keen, Bolton, and old Moses." Another voice sounded, and a middle-aged man also dressed as a rancher walked over from the door.

Motak waved excitedly: "Ha, Devitt, you bad guy, I haven't found you for stealing my deadly force last time, how dare you come to the door? Tell me, why did you come to the door this time? Want to steal me? of what?"

"I'm not stealing your things this time, just visiting some. We heard that you have a good batch of cattle and sheep here?" DeWitt said after shaking hands with him vigorously, "We want to see what the cattle and sheep look like."

Mortak patted his arm and said: "Brother, I don't know who told you, but he gave you good news, come on, these Angus cattle and Boer goats, you can take a good look at them Look."

Another four ranchers walked over talking and laughing, and Motak beckoned them to watch the ranch. They were all experts, so they didn't need to be introduced, and they quickly discovered the difference between the cattle and sheep.

The oldest Moses exclaimed first: "My God, these cattle and sheep are in a very strange state! Or, they seem to be very happy? I don't know how to describe it, anyway, I have never seen such a guy."

Motak said proudly: "Yes, guys, we have never seen such cattle and sheep."

He beckons one of the cowboys next to him to come over, and the two of them pull a Boer goat over, and he pulls the fur away, revealing the tight skin underneath.

"You can look at its health status, its skin, its eyes, and its teeth. I bet you will be surprised. And the most surprising thing for you must be its meat quality!"

"Elton, go, kill this sheep. I will use this sheep to entertain my old friends at noon today." Motak said happily to the cowboy.

Cowboy Elton smiled all over his face: "Boss, can I get a piece of meat?"

"Of course, you are my good assistant, I will give you a piece, and you can take away a front leg."

The cowboy suddenly became excited. He whistled and led the sheep away, and the remaining ranchers looked at each other: "Motak, you are not a stingy guy. Could it be that your cowboy can't even eat meat?"

Mortak shrugged and said, "Go ahead and have a cup of iced coffee, and you'll know the answer when the mutton comes out."

DeWitt said cautiously: "Don't tell me that the meat quality of these sheep is the same as that produced by Sunset Ranch!"

Mortak shook his head regretfully, and said, "No, it's not the same."

Several ranchers breathed a sigh of relief.

Then Motak said: "But it's not much different, at least it must be much better than ordinary sheep meat, see you later."

Several ranchers entered the house, and Motak's wife prepared iced coffee, and they put their feet on the coffee table, drinking coffee and bragging.

The ranchers talked about a few topics, which ranch was on fire, which ranch closed down, which ranch was stolen by a few cowboys in partnership, and the rancher’s extramarital affairs, the weather in the South Island, and the price changes of beef and mutton in New Zealand amplitude and so on.

Usually these topics are enough for them to chat for a day, but this time they are casual, such as the two ranchers Kean and Bolton, looking directly outside, needless to say, they are waiting for the mutton.

After about an hour, Cowboy Elton brought in the cleaned lamb, lamb chops and lamb bones.

Seeing this, several ranchers rushed up to watch the mutton.

Their pastures produce beef and mutton every day, and the quality of the meat can be seen at a glance, such as color, compactness, pattern, fat content, and muscle fiber density.

"It's really good lamb." Moses picked up a lamb rib, looked at it and sniffed it, and finally couldn't help sighing.

Waiting for lunch, the pork ribs were fried in a pan, the hind legs were grilled, and the lamb bones were stewed in a pot of soup.

After the meat was served, Motak didn't need to say hello, everyone was familiar with it, and they could eat whatever they wanted.

Bolton and DeWitt ate fried lamb chops, while Moses chose a piece of barbecue. Their expressions changed as they ate the meat. Mortake sat there proudly and smiled: "How are you, guys? I said You will be surprised!"

DeWitt ate the lamb chops with big mouthfuls. After eating a piece, he cut up the roasted lamb leg, sprinkled black pepper and stuffed it into his mouth. The gravy flowed out from the corner of his mouth. Gravy is not willing to go to waste.

After all, Moses was calm and mature. He put down the fork in his hand and said, "Okay, Motak, I admit that you made money this time. Help me to contact the Chinese mayor. I also want to get some good stuff."

"Add me one."

"Of course I can't miss it."

"It seems that I can't buy a Ford Mustang anymore, I have to buy Chinese cattle and sheep."