The elves were eating braised potato chips while holding tears in their eyes. Uncle Yang was very upset, and it seemed like he was forcing a good man to become a prostitute.

What’s even more unpleasant is that he could eat the roasted potato slices by himself, but after adding the three elves, he only ate half full.

Fortunately, when working the next day, the elves became much more thrilled by the spicy taste, and built a flat dirt road from the colored steel tile house to the edge of his territory.

Uncle Yang pulled out the tree spirit panel and looked at it. The task had not been completed yet, so he had to connect the road to the territory to the highway.

With this road, it is much more convenient. In the afternoon, the dogs barked. Yang Shubao climbed up the roof and raised his telescope and saw his neighbor Barnes.

So he rode on the side three wheels and drove over. The grass was filled with potholes and only weeds were soft, which was equivalent to natural shock absorption. Now he felt much more comfortable riding.

The car parked behind a small tree on the edge of the territory. Yang Shubao waved his arm and shouted, "Hey, Barnes, welcome to visit."

Barnes brought his German Shepherd with him. When the German Shepherd saw his compatriots, he was very excited and trotted in front of Barnes while looking at him eagerly.

Seeing this, Brother Hei smiled gently: "Go."

The German Shepherd was gone.

After seeing Yang Shubao, Brother Hei's expression returned to his old-fashioned style, he said, "I will kill the cows tomorrow."

Yang Shubao was stunned: "Uh, what bad thing did that cow do? You want to kill it?"

Barnes looked at him with the look of looking at the Husky: "How can I eat it if I don't kill it?"

Yang Shubao shook his head. The old man wouldn't joke, so he said, "Oh, do you want to eat beef? OK, this is a good thing, and then?"

Barnes continued to be concise: "Go and eat."

Yang Shubao smiled bitterly and said, "Do you invite me to go to your house for beef tomorrow? Go and be a guest?"

Barnes shook his head: "Go and kill the cattle for me, and then eat the beef."

After looking at the hard-working elves in the distance, Yang Shubao felt a little embarrassed: "I have never killed a cow, I'm afraid I can't help."

Barnes said: "Do you leave just after you are born? You are not leaving well now."

Uncle Yang spread his hands straightforwardly and said, "I'm dying of blood!"

Barnes was even more straightforward: "Then you go and chop firewood."

Uncle Yang touched his nose and said, "This is no problem."

Barnes looked at the flock of chickens cared for by the German Shepherd and the horse dog and said, "Your chicken is good."

Uncle Yang smiled dryly and said, "Some chicks are just that they can't be eaten yet."

Barnes patted his shoulder and said, "When I kill chickens, I'm very good at killing chickens."

Uncle Yang continued to laugh dryly: "It must be."

The notice arrived, and Barnes turned around and left: "Goodbye."

Walking on the grass, he whistled, and was joking with a horse dog, the German Shepherd reluctantly got up and chased him.

Seeing this, Barnes smiled gently, and waved his hand and said, "Go and have fun."

The German Shepherd ran away again.

Then the two of them stared at each other on the grassland.

Barnes said, "You don't have to invite me to sit."

Uncle Yang said: "Oh, okay, you like to stand, do you?"

"no."

"Uh, then you go to my house to sit?"

"No need, let me see your ****, Ens squatted down and studied.

Old Yang also squatted down, he couldn't chat.

Whether it is white chickens or guinea fowls live very well now. They like to eat grass seeds, while the weeds on Lao Yang's territory have enjoyed the watering technique and grow very lushly. They produce many grass seeds and contain a little life spring, which brings the chickens to the fat and fat.

Hundreds of chickens scattered in the grass, eat, drink and exercise, eat well and have a good mood and grow naturally.

Life fountain can promote the growth rate of organisms. These chicks have grown several times. Guinea fowls have grown into feathers, with a little pearl spot on their feathers, which is very beautiful when the sun shines.

Barnes wandered around and watched for a while, and then he left until the German Shepherd ran back.

Yang Shubao caught a pair of white chickens and a pair of guinea fowls and tied them to him. He did not refuse, but hung the chicken on the neck of the German Mu.

The breath of the big dog lingers in his ears, and the four chickens who were originally struggling in panic suddenly became honest.

As agreed, Yang Shubao went to help at noon the next day, and when he arrived at the small farm, he saw that Mason was also here.

After seeing him, Mason greeted him and said, "Walker asked me to tell you that your gun certificate has been completed. When can I get a certificate when I have time?"

Uncle Yang was overjoyed: "So quickly?"

Mason shrugged, "Your identity is different. Walker said the police station has a good impression of you. You have to thank your skin color. Yellow skin is a friendship skin color for some black people."

Liya sent the two of them a stinger, and Mason changed the topic. The skin color problem was a sensitive issue, and Liya also suffered from a serious skin disease.

Two Simmental cows were led out, and Yang Shubao didn't dare to look at killing the cows. Mason laughed at him and said, "You are not an Indian, why haven't you killed the cows?"

Yang Shubao said: "There are rules in our hometown that no matter how poor we are, we will not sell the dogs, and no matter how hungry we will not eat the cattle on the plowing land."

"But this cattle are either plowing the land or raising meat sellers."

"So I'll eat it, just don't kill them."

Mason blinked and took it: "No problem."

Modern households use pressure cookers to stew beef, but Barnes uses a traditional method, and he uses a large iron pot to stew beef.

Yang Shubao is very interested in this. His hometown in Northeast China also has such a way to eat beef, but he has eaten it twice since he was a child. After all, there are not many families with conditions to kill beef, and buying a piece of beef by himself is not worth using a big iron pot.

The two went to kill the cow, and Liya carried the bucket over.

Uncle Yang asked curiously: "Is this going to leach the cow?"

There is pig blood, sheep blood, chicken blood and duck blood on the market, but cow blood is very rare because the beef has a strong smell of blood and is not delicious. In addition, slaughtered oxen in Chinese history has not been allowed to be slaughtered and there is no recipe for eating cow blood.

Furthermore, it is not easy to leach the cow. It is already difficult to leach the live pig. The cow is several times larger than the pig, and it is even more difficult to leach the live cow.

South Africa kills cattle and does not leach blood, but Barnes does not follow the ordinary path, so he kills cattle and wants to leach blood.

There are electric shock machines in small farms, and the way to slaughter cattle and sheep is to have strong electric shocks. Liya introduced that they will first stun the cows, then bleed and then slaughter the meat.

The beef produced in this way is of better quality and can be sold at a better price.

Mason likes to buy beef from small farms because Barnes raises cattle in detail and pays attention to killing cattle. The quality of the beef produced in the end is better than that of the market.

The nutritional value of cow blood is very high, but unfortunately it tastes hard to swallow.

Yang Shubao thought of the lion at home and said, "How do you deal with your cow blood? Or can you sell it to me?"

Barnes said lightly: "You like to give it to you."
Chapter completed!