The yellow school bus slowly stopped on the side of the road.

Next to the platform, the children were wearing school uniforms and flocking to the car door. A white female teacher clapped and shouted, asking them to line up quietly, and then they got on the bus smoothly.

This is the town of Augusta.

Although Han Xuan has been here many times, he always wants to appreciate its unique charm.

Augusta was established from Montana during the Second American Revolution in 1814. At that time, there were only a few travelers who went to the north to hunt gold, and occasionally lived here on the way back and forth.

There are many cities in the western United States, such as Augusta Town, which was built for gold hunting. The most famous one is San Francisco. However, the geographical factors of the two are different. The development of the town has lagged behind it for more than a hundred years.

In the words of the locals...

"The history of our town is even older than San Francisco! It was not called San Francisco at that time, and the sign of our Augusta town was hanging here!"

Of course, in order to attract tourists, this local residents boasts and jokes.

In the 1980s, the mayor here wanted to develop the tourism industry and increase the income of poor and poor residents.

Han Xuan felt that Augusta Town was full of western cattle style. If it weren't for the unlucky encountering an economic crisis, it might have really been able to develop by tourism. Now, Augusta is just an ordinary northwest town.

Most of the buildings are made of wooden structures, with bar signs hanging at the door, double gun patterns crossing into "x", and the wooden doors are closed tightly. It is not the opening time yet, so I think it will be very lively at night.

An old man was addicted to the history of glory. He wore a cowboy hat all day long. He also wore a denim scarf around his neck in summer, and was not afraid of getting prickly heat. He was dressed more than one or two, even if the competitive competition was not held, they were still the same.

Modernization has little impact on this place. In Han Xuan's opinion, something that is very charming is something that locals hate. If it weren't for generations living here, who wouldn't want to run to Billings and Grand Falls.

The reason why young people choose them is that big cities spend too much money. They set their goals at a low point. If they can't make it, they can still afford to buy a ticket to go home and continue to be cowboys to grazing. Maybe they can save enough money at any time and buy a ranch for themselves.

Wait, why do you still buy a ranch here if you have money...

Go to New York to buy it!

Grazing is deeply imprinted in their bones.

From the 18th to the 19th century, in the vast land of the west, a group of fearless pioneers were known as "heroes on horseback" by Americans because of their adventure and hard work. Children would be praised by their parents for saying that they wanted to be famous cowboys when they grew up. This was the glory they received by their ancestors and the title that made them proud.

If this matter is moved to China, a child will say that he will farm when he grows up (this paragraph is too violent and according to the provisions of xx law, it has been harmonious).

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The Augusta Town Rodeo Competition was held since 1899. Even if it encountered the First World War, the Second World War did not stop.

The site is in a valley one kilometer south of the town. Drive over there, the ground is quite flat, and countless banners are hung around, most of which have the names of various ranches written on it.

Some agricultural and animal husbandry-related companies also take advantage of the opportunity of ranchers gathering to help their stores advertise.

Han Xuan also saw the banner of the Snow Mountain Ranch. The location was quite conspicuous, right next to the athletic platform.

In the Hummer driver's seat, the boy's father said with satisfaction: "Ten thousand dollars are not spent in vain."

The situation is very clear, and you have to pay for advertising here.

However, Augusta Town does not charge these fees, and they are all given to the first winner of each project as bonuses. Each prize is as high as nearly $5,000, and the audience needs to buy tickets when entering the venue. This is why the Augusta Town Government is happy to hold events.

The entrance to the valley was blocked with a horizontal bar, and the wooden sign reads a ticket of $5. There are several ways for the residents of Augusta Town to enter, but they are not evading the ticket for this little money. Neighbors and neighbors know each other and are so embarrassed that they are found out.

There are many stalls on both sides of the entrance, and the cowboy hats are the most lively and crowded. The top on Han Xuan's head was also bought at his house last year.

Most viewers wore cowboy hats or jean outfits. Many of them came over together, carrying some food in their hands, and walked towards the ticket window happily.

Han Xuan followed his parents and entered the event venue directly, which was a special treatment for the advertising sponsor.

In the valley, the competition venue was long and narrow, with one side of the low hills dug up, thousands of seats were installed, the higher the further back, and red awnings were installed on the top.

On the other side is a guest room surrounded by small wooden fences, with some fruit snacks on the table. The Snow Mountain Ranch is one of the largest ranches nearby, and the annual tax payment is ranked first in Augusta Town. The old mayor has stayed a private room for Han’s father for several consecutive years since four years.

The two ends of the valley were separated by iron railings, and some cowboys were preparing there. This time, more than 30 young cowboys participated in the Snow Mountain Ranch, and some cowboys came from other towns.

The locals once protested that it would reduce the chances of local residents to win awards, but the mayor of Augusta felt that this was a manifestation of the expansion of the influence of the competition. Democracy would go to hell, and it had to be done as the mayor said.

John participated every time in the past, but this year he said that his health was not as good as before. He came to the private room with Old Patton and found that the stool was not enough. He pressed Patton's shoulder and asked him to sit first and went out to look for it alone.

"I didn't want to come here, John insisted on pulling me. No one is taking care of the ranch now." After Old Patton finished speaking, he took off his hat and fanned Han Xuan. The sun gradually rose and the temperature was a little hot.

"It's okay. They've done it almost before they came. They were busy some time ago, so they just thought it was a day off for a day." Han's father spoke.

"Today is not a break. I would rather go fishing on Rota Lake." Old Patton said unhappily: "Naked riding, saddle riding, tying cows, team tying cows, and obstacle-crossing equestrians, and other things. I have watched it for dozens of years since I was four years old, and I can guess the scene when I close my eyes."

"What if someone on this ranch can win the award?" Han Xuan took a bottle of water from the table and handed it to Patton. When a person gets old, his temper will become strange. He has to follow him.

Old Patton took it and looked at the cowboys gathered by the railing: "I don't have any skills. I'll brag about one and win two, it's strange if I can win the award!"

"When I was young, I had to pass the second place in the cow tie-up and the fourth place in the saddle riding. The cowboys were very skilled back then, but now they can't do it."

John walked in from outside with a stool and heard him laughing and scolding: "Don't talk nonsense, didn't I get the first place in the calf competition two years ago?"

"You were a small competition held in the town in November, how could you compare with this time?" Old Patton finished the blow without mercy and even gave a look of contempt.

John was choked to death, but he couldn't refute it yet. At this time, the American national anthem "The Starry Flag" sounded on the radio. He found a step and quickly rolled and crawled down.

Wave and said, "You talk too much, watch the game!" (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!