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After the female black bear hurriedly finished eating, she carefully drilled back into the hole. The children were too young and had no hair on their bodies. After leaving their mother, they would easily be frozen to death by the dropping temperature.

Joanna went back in advance to prepare the ingredients for dinner, Han Xuan, Dad, Anya and the others packed up their things and went home.

Before leaving, Anya accidentally caught a silver carp weighing about 35 kilograms. When it was lifted to the water, it opened its mouth wide and jumped around in the snow, which was an unexpected surprise.

On the way home, Han Qianshan pointed to a building that was suddenly standing on the horizon in the distance and told his son: "I built an entertainment center there. There are so few places for cowboys to spend time. Recently, they like to bet at night, and they bet quite big, which is not a good thing.

With cinemas, cigar salons, bookstores, etc., and with the inspection of the law enforcement team, they should be able to eliminate the gambling money. They worked hard for a year and ended up sending it into someone else's pocket. This is really stupid."

Han Xuan said: "But those who gamble money always think that they can put other people's money in their own pockets. Small gambling can be aroused by the big gambling, and the gambling style cannot be tolerated."

He looked at the new building located near the resort in the distance, which seemed to be taller than the hotel. His father spent a lot of money to have fun for the cowboys and other employees.

Thinking of something, he turned his head and asked his father, "How much money did our ranch make this year?

Last time I read the news, the report said that at the beginning of this month, medium and large meat merchants from all over the world came to grab goods, so the price should not be bad, right?"

"Well, the finance side is counting, it should be $1.4 billion.

If cattle and sheep are combined with wool, vegetable plantations, orchards, milk powder processing plants, milk candy processing plants, resorts, etc., they can probably achieve this profit.

After all, the investment is very small. Apart from workers' expenses, processing, transportation costs, and the cost of purchasing calf and lambs, it doesn't cost much elsewhere.

Taxation hurts me a little bit, but fortunately, travelers appeared here, and the government gave us tax reduction policies. Otherwise, by April next year, I will become the number one taxpayer in the northwest of Montana, and maybe I will still get the medal issued by the government.

By the way, son, if I give you this money, where do you plan to invest in it?"

"You don't plan to buy gold and garrison it?"

Han Xuan laughed at his father without mercy. He had so much cash in his hand, but he spent hundreds of dollars from Augusta Town to ask an old accountant to be an investment consultant for him, and all of them were bought into gold. I'm afraid only his father could do such a strange thing.

Han Qianshan looked unhappy and said powerlessly: "You have found so many gold mines. Why do I still want to buy gold? Could it be used to build a pure gold house?"

"Everyone says that it is a golden house that hides a delicate beauty, and it is also very good to build a house. At least no one can steal it. I don't know how it feels like living in it. If you really do this, it may become the ninth miracle of the world in the future.

I may invest in the Internet. Although there is a bubble, it should be safe in the past one or two years, and it has not reached the point where it will suddenly collapse.

Or investing in Trump Real Estate and my Snow Mountain Real Estate is also OK. It is expected that the property market will be very hot in the next twenty years, especially in some rapidly rising developing countries. However, hoarding land will consume a lot of working capital, and the industry has a good prospect."

Chinese who grew up in the United States will also develop an obsession with land under the subtle influence of their parents. Compared with Westerners, they attach more importance to houses and land.

Dad Han immediately replied: "Then invest in your real estate company.

Some of the short-term government bonds are about to expire, and with this year's profit, it should be able to raise about $1.5 billion. I still have the money to buy calf and lamb next year.

I don’t want shares, it’s considered a loan. I give me a 7% return every year, which is more cost-effective than buying treasury bonds. Can the law allow this approach, right?"

"Yes, if I have seven percent, I'll make a lot of money. Are you sure you don't want a little more?"

"What does the family say about two families? What can I do if I want money? Do you watch it all day long?

I can’t find a place to spend money. Thinking about how I really failed to be a human being, it seems that it’s time to do charity.”

The bodyguards and Dai Ni who heard Han Qianshan's words were bursting into tears, and they thought to themselves: "You can give me more money, I don't mind the amount of money..."

I met an Arctic fox on the way home.

I originally thought it had prey in my mouth, but later I found out that it was a little fox, who was placed on the snow by my mother and walked slowly. The Arctic fox even had hair on the soles of her feet. This weather didn't feel cold at all, and it just happened to feel comfortable.

Every summer, the fur of this fox will turn into a messy color, which looks ugly, but turns white in winter. The fur color changes as the weather changes as it changes, and nature is indeed magical...

When I got home, I saw Winnie vomiting while holding a pine tree, and she was vomiting so much that she was holding a large jar of honey and refused to let go.

Han Xuan walked towards it, and could smell the wine from a distance. I don’t know how much it ate. It was not a comfortable thing to see the huge pool of vomit in the snow.

Old John was sitting in a pickup truck smoking a cigar. When he saw Han Xuan, he said to him: "This guy bets with the brewery workers, and the workers told him to drink two gallons of beer and give it honey.

I didn't expect it to finish drinking two gallons. When I heard the news came over, Winnie was drunk and used a forklift to put it on my pickup truck. I've taught the workers a lesson."

When Han Xuan learned about this news, he was both angry and funny. He poured out almost seven and a half liters of beer and could fill a large bucket. After being drunk, he would be fine. He walked over and patted Winnie on the back and asked his father to pour some warm water.

Winnie also knew to wipe her mouth with clean snow. She tilted around while walking, lying on the porch, gasping heavily, and holding a honey pot without letting go. It is not difficult to imagine how obsessed with honey this Kodiak Island brown bear has.

Han Xuan asked Old John: "Is the original beer diluted?

How did it get there? Did the brewery workers not have their holidays?”

Old John shook his head: "The diluted ones wouldn't be like this. Maybe it smells the honey, so he ran over, you know, this guy has a very sensitive nose and can smell the wind.

There are still some work left in the brewing factory. They have already had a holiday tonight and their salary will be doubled during the holidays, so don’t worry about them…”

Dad brought warm water for Winnie to drink. It was just thirsty and quickly drank a basin, then ran into the house and lay lazily. Anya went to get a blanket to help take care of the drunkard.

"I happened to be making dinner. Should I stay and eat together?"

"No, Kelly has already cooked food at home, my son is back."

Old John had a smile on his face. Little John was now in charge of a department of the Sos Group. He was very happy about this. After saying that, he said goodbye to Han Xuan and left in a pickup truck.

Killing fish and washing vegetables, busy making dinner. Han Xuan was obsessed with what his mother said at noon. He went to the garage to get a shovel and an iron bucket, and went out to dig the dredge in the snow.

To choose a good place, you must avoid the "place of grain reincarnation" that Vini, Obama and others have fixed. The mud under the pine tree is the best. When mixed with pine needles, it will have a faint pine smell.

While digging the soil, a naughty gray squirrel kept hitting Han Xuan's head with food. He was not willing to be outdone and threw a snowball on it, almost smashing the squirrel down.

A little bit of mud is enough. I carried the iron bucket into the garage and took a look at the Tai Sui that was still kept in the jar. It has become much bigger in the past two years. Han Xuan really wanted to taste the taste, but he didn't dare to eat it.

After coming to the kitchen, he poured some water into the mud bucket, mixed it into a mud, and asked Joanna: "Where is the chicken?"

"In the refrigerator, I just got it from the cafeteria, but the ice in the bag has not melted yet."

"It's okay, just bake it with fire." Han Xuan took off his mud-covered rubber gloves, opened the refrigerator door and saw the chicken. He felt a breakdown inside and wondered, "Turkey?"

His mother said, "Yes, there are so many people, and ordinary chickens are not enough."

"...Okay, mom, hand me the olive oil and wash a few lotus leaves for me."

"I have washed it, soaked it in boiling water a few times, and it is under the table."

...

Brush a layer of oil outside the turkey and wrap it with lotus leaves. The turkey is larger than a bucket and cannot be put in it. You can only apply mud on the lotus leaves with your hands. The volume is beyond your expectations, and the mud is almost not enough.

Then I put it in the oven, set it for half an hour, washed my hands and took a tomato, and went to the restaurant to watch TV with my dad.

Anya was sitting on the sofa reading a book with the cover saying: "The Great Rancher of America".

Han Xuan approached and hugged her and asked, "Write my ranch? There are photos of Fat Dings on the cover."

"Well, the author claims to be a resident of the Snow Mountain Ranch. He describes the experiences and stories that happened in your home. His writing is quite good, and he feels the tranquility of "Walden"."

Anya let him hug her, too lazy to push her away. She was too tired today and didn't want to move.

"I don't like "Walden" very much. It feels like a diary. When I first saw the main text, I didn't know that it was the main text.

Dad, who wrote this book? Is the author of the ranch a land?"

"A young employee works in a vegetable plantation and likes to write. I have seen him once and looks very handsome.

He paid for his own money to print a thousand copies, and no one was willing to buy them in the bookstore in the town. The life here is nothing but big or small matters, letting cows and sheep, who would like to read this kind of content?

Half a year has passed, and there are more than 800 left in the 1,000 books, and they are all purchased by friendly sponsorship, such as me.

All the money that guy used to print books. He couldn't even afford to pay for his part at the beginning. His friend hid at home after getting married and didn't dare to go. It was almost a joke from Martinez and the others."

"Maybe some people in big cities like to live a peaceful life. How fast the pace of life in big cities is now? They need to relax through books.
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