512 500. Everyone Has A Hard Time (1/5)

Chapter 512 500. Everyone is having a hard time (15)

Saturday night, Stubborn Ox dinner.

The town set up a rain shelter in the square. The residents here are descendants of Eastern European immigrants, so the buildings also have an Eastern European style. There is a circle of thick stone pillars on the square, and the shed can be pulled up to shelter from the wind and rain.

This carnival is an opportunity for the club to get together for the ranchers to communicate with each other and carry out activities together, not really to enjoy anything.

The Stubborn Bull Club has been around for a long time, and it is one of the earliest clubs established in South Island. At first, it was just some small ranchers. They had no money, and gathered resources far away to help each other. At that time, the carnival was very simple, just a self-help party .

Today, the club still retains some traditions from the past.

Drinking strong wine, eating dry barbecue, no good wine, no exquisite dishes, everyone gathers around the bonfires, sits and chats freely.

There is a small episode here. Before the dinner, the sheriff of the town came to check their alcohol license: According to the New Zealand Alcohol Control Regulations, if a dinner of this scale needs to drink spirits, they must apply for approval in advance.

At the beginning of the carnival, Leonard stood in the center of the field with a microphone in his hand, and first introduced the new members of the club, who were called calves.

The club accepts not many members every year, less than ten this year. Wang Bo made the finale, and the last one was introduced. Leonard said that he is the only remaining Chinese rancher in the club.

Wang Bo got up and waved to everyone, ran around the bonfires, and got to know many ranchers.

Back in front of his bonfire, he asked strangely: "There are no Chinese ranchers in the South Island? Shouldn't it be? There are quite a few Chinese in New Zealand."

Motak was drinking ale from a large tea mug, and explained while drinking: "Of course, there are many Chinese, but most of them stay in cities, such as Wellington, Auckland, Christchurch, and Dunedin. In fact, Your compatriots have few ranches, and even fewer ranches, and the stubborn cattle only accept large ranchers."

"There were a few before, for example, Anthony from Taiwan, right? But they were not very good at managing ranches, and they all went bankrupt and quit the industry." Moses added.

Another rancher slammed his mouth and said: "Tsk tsk, quit this industry, now the animal husbandry is too difficult, I can't handle it, damn it, this year's drought in the South Island, the price of forage has increased, I think so If I go on, I will go bankrupt sooner or later."

Others followed suit: "Yeah, damn it, God really doesn't leave us a way out. This year has passed a quarter, but has it ever rained?"

"Your Marlborough area is already doing well, but our Canterbury is miserable! Xuete, the groundwater is about to be drained!" Moses complained.

"Old man Moses is right, Marlborough is doing fine, their Canterbury and our Otago, damn it, they're almost a deserted place for riding horses!"

At this time, someone looked at Wang Bo and said, "Wang, how is your place? We heard that your ranch is very profitable now!"

Wang Bo took a sip of white wine, sighed and said, "It's okay, I rely on Shuangzi Lake, and I can still supply water. But the animal husbandry is a whole, all prosperity and one loss, your life is not easy, I It's not a good day either."

In fact, he was comforting the group. His life was not too easy. With the upgrade of the heart of the pasture, the growth rate of the cattle and sheep was accelerated, and the quality of the pasture was not to mention.

However, his place is not affected by the drought at all. Not to mention the twin lakes, just two spiritual springs are enough to supply the water needed for animal husbandry.

Mortak raised the cup in his hand and said, "To the damned world!"

A group of people raised their glasses one after another, with complaints in their mouths.

Now the ranchers are most concerned about the weather. After drinking, Motak looked at the light rain outside enviously and said: "If it doesn't rain in Aocheng, I plan to move the ranch here. Look, there is so much rain here." .”

Gormon, who was with Wang Bo during the day, came over and said, "This is a national park. Do you want to engage in animal husbandry here? Ha, how are you going to bribe New Zealand politicians to allow you to come?"

"I'll give them a slap, hey, you bastards, look what you've made of this country." Motak grabbed the second fat man next to him, and slapped his fat face twice, of course, It was not photographed.

Er Pang looked confused, what the fuck does this have to do with me?

Hearing the laughter around, it was very dissatisfied, and it showed its claws and tore at the back of Motak's hand. The Maori rancher gasped in pain, Er Fatty got rid of it, and immediately ran into Eva's arms.

These two little guys are very discerning. They have already been issued. Eva is more protective of them than Wang Bo. Now if there is any disturbance, they no longer seek Wang Bo's protection, but go to Eva.

The beautiful teacher slapped Er Fatty's butt twice with a smile, and then apologized to Motak.

Mortak didn't care, the back of his hand was cut, he picked up white wine and poured it on for disinfection, and it was over.

Then they talked about the grass situation. Because of the drought, the price of grass has risen by 12% compared with the same period last year. Now the dry grass costs more than 150 New Zealand dollars per ton, and it has become difficult to feed the livestock.

An old man came over and asked, "Do you want to buy a ranch? I plan to sell my ranch."

Moses looked at him in surprise and said, "Old Wensi, are you kidding me? Sell your ranch? 980 acres, isn't that your lifeblood?"

Wang Bo calculated that 980 acres is close to 4 square kilometers, which is smaller than his ranch, but it is considered a large ranch.

The old man sighed and said: "Oh, you know how bad the world is now, and the business is not easy to do. I am getting old and don't have so much energy to take care of it. It's better to sell it."

"Are you really willing? You have worked hard all your life to change to such a ranch."

Motak handed the old man a glass of ale, and the old man took a sip and said, "I'm really reluctant, but it's time to retire. My two sons are in the United States, and one of them asked me to go to Hawaii for retirement, so I thought, that Why don't I go?"

"How much do you sell it for?" Wang Bo asked.

When the old man heard him ask the price, he looked at him and said, "6.5 million New Zealand dollars, what do you think of this price? With real estate, 10 bedrooms, all of which are brick and stone tile roof structures, with 3 roads, or Intersection of Highway 82 and Highway 83."

Wang Bo thought about it. The prices of ranches in New Zealand are different. For example, ranches close to metropolises such as Auckland and Wellington can sell for 5 million New Zealand dollars for 10,000 square meters, while his Sunset Ranch was just developed. , Five or six square kilometers can only be sold for half a million New Zealand dollars.