In the birch forest by the lake.￥f,

The white-tailed deer ventured out and hungry, and came to the road shoveled out by the cowboys to eat grass.

The milk refrigeration truck carefully avoided them, and the vegetables pulled from the vegetable plantation were loaded into the Sos Group's heavy truck for transportation.

The entire Montana road is now blocked.

These trucks will stop to the east of Augusta town and will be transported out by train.

For this reason, transportation costs have increased more than tripled, but this time, Lewis Crow's mouth worked, and several northern states in the United States encountered a cold wave.

They are not willing to spend money on the snow mountain ranch, and they install so many tungsten wire warm lamps. Most of the vegetables off-season and seasonal vegetables are frozen to death.

It only took two days.

Vegetable prices have doubled compared to previous years, especially organic vegetables, with prices rising by about three times.

There are no fresh vegetables sold in the sos supermarket, and the same is true for other supermarkets such as Walmart. They rely on the support of previous inventory. These vegetables have a short shelf life and will be out of stock in one or two days.

In addition to transportation costs, there is also a lot of money. We have to wait until the southern region transports vegetables to the situation. This situation will improve. The past week has been the prime time for the sale of vegetables in the Snow Mountain Ranch.

"Okay, I'll go back and ask Patton to give them some."

Seeing that the float began to sink, Han's father immediately stood up and raised his hand to pull it up.

A red carp that was more than ten centimeters long was dehydrated. It was okay to be a ornamental fish, but it was fine if you eat it. I took the hook speechlessly and put it back.

"When the cattle and sheep are sold, there will be a lot of grass left. When the road is opened, contact Mr. Conan and give some to the moose and elk animals in Flathead. It's a pity that I'm frozen to death.

This year, the Administration will definitely ban hunting activities. If they die like this, they will probably close the mountains and forests next year. The hunting projects in the resort cannot be ruined. Many tourists come to play for hunting."

"Save them to hunt? It's God's logic."

Han Xuan stretched out his middle finger and despised his father.

He defended: "The food animals are frozen to death, the deer and rabbits are still alive, and the number will definitely rise sharply next year.

People squeezed their living space. Limiting the number of people is necessary. It is a big mistake to blame the population. Planning hunting is good for them..."

The sun shines on your body and doesn’t feel warm. There is no sign of melting the ice and snow. It’s too cold.

For Dad.

Han Xuan had a sense of admiration for no reason. Many of the super rich second generation like him were lost.

But he was able to stay in this remote Montana ranch and run the snow-capped ranch. Han Xuan believed that he could not do this.

He is not pretending, he is really free and easy.

Without the sorrow of material life, the soul also enjoys this kind of comfort, not limited by the rules of the secular world, and lives a warm and light life.

Even if he only has a little bit of greed for power and money, he will never ignore the wealth and power that he can get as he is now.

Only by meeting material needs can he develop such a calm lifestyle. My father is undoubtedly lucky to find his favorite lifestyle.

Han Xuan sneezes, wipes the mist on his sunglasses, and continues to stare at the buoy on the water.

After catching a red carp, I fell into a long period of peace again.

Irving shouted that fish were coming in two or three minutes, and there were more than a dozen of them in the snow beside him.

Han's father was extremely jealous and muttered: "Son, we chose the wrong location, there are no fish here."

He lifted his fishing rod and walked towards Owen, waved his hand to drive him away, "It's so uncomfortable to fish in such a cold weather. I'll change it with you. When you go to my place, your butt hurts and you'll get a chair."

Irving was stunned by this robbery behavior and shook his head hard to refuse. He said, "I don't want to sit either."

"Then let's fish together."

Han's father squatted down and put the fish hook into the ice cave. He could guess what Owen looked like contempt at this moment and decided not to look at him.

Not long after, Owen relieved his anger and he continued to catch fish. But Han's father still had no fish on the bait.

Han Xuan occupied the ice cave alone and caught two not-so-large silver carp cars during this period.

The sun tilts over the head. In winter, wearing a watch is nothing to do. I can estimate the time when I look at the shadows. I guess it at about 11 o'clock in the morning.

Han's father finally lost his patience and threw down the fishing rod angrily. His back was sore and he pushed forward, making a sound of bone friction.

He said, "I'm going home for lunch. Irving, you are responsible for making the main meal. I'll use that big fish to make fish head soup. I haven't done it for many years. Let you taste my skills."

"Dad, you know how to cook?" Han Xuan asked, and began to pack up his food. He grew up so old that he had never seen him cook anything except instant noodles.

"Of course, your grandfather used to work outside every day, and your grandmother was his assistant to help. The Filipino servant he invited was too unpalatable to cook, and later he hired a chef from China again."

From beginning to end, Han Xuan heard that he was guilty and added: "Can you eat or not, right?"

"No, just put seasonings! Put the fish head in water and cook it. What's wrong with it?!

There are so many fish, I will definitely get it out after trying a few more times. If I don’t, call your mother and ask her to teach me, what a big deal.”

The harvest was quite good, Galjenon returned to the villa, packed the fish with a wooden basin, and pushed it home.

Passing by the tree hole of the little raccoons, Han's father lost two fish at the entrance of their hole.

Wipe the leather gloves with snow and smiled and said, "Son, didn't you say there was something wrong with going to the UK?"

If you don’t work, go early. Look at my ears, I’m almost frostbite, and I can go out to relax.

The world is so big, it will be good for you to see more. There are few people here and there are no friends who can play with you. I know you will be bored."

"Fortunately, I just write a book if I have nothing to do. I have a bunch of kids, what can I do with it?"

Han Xuan replied, "I'll leave tomorrow."

The father hugged him and walked back easily. The four bodyguards behind him were so tired that they were gasping for a meal. Jason muttered that he wanted to pay. This kind of cool work was not included in the scope of work.

"That happens to be the right thing. I'll make a delicious meal. I'll take you to Seattle Airport in Washington tomorrow with Gonzalez to take you to Seattle Airport in Washington, Washington, except for the other states nearby, all airports will be closed."

"Then I'll tell Anthony that the plane at home should be back to the United States, pick him up from Los Angeles, and then pick me up in Seattle. I guess I'll be in the UK tomorrow night."

...

In the kitchen.

Joanna chopped the fish head hard and cut it off after several knifes.

After washing, put it on the plate, turn on the range hood, place the wok on the gas stove, and unscrew the faucet to wash your hands.

I breathed a sigh of relief. I heard him say he wanted to cook, but I thought I could be more relaxed today...

"It's done, boss."

Seeing that my father tied his apron and was about to pour it into the pot, Han Xuan raised his eyebrows and asked: "Don't fry it?"

"Fried? Why did you need to blow it up?" Han's father stopped and turned around to ask him.

"If you don't fry it, the fish soup will be full of fishy smell. How can I drink it? I remember when my mother cooked it, she fryed it with onion and ginger first."

Han Xuan walked over and poured oil into the pot, cut a few large pieces of ginger, broke the onions and threw them in, then put the fish head into the pot, and flipped it with a shovel to prevent the fish head from frying the batter.

Next to me, Irving was grilling lobsters. The only one left was brought back from the Monterey Peninsula.

The boss was angry just now and insisted on eating grilled lobsters. He looked at the frozen broken ditch lobster and touched his bald head in distress.

After the fish head was slightly yellow, Han Xuan shouted to his father: "Pour water!"

The fish head is big and the iron pot is small. Only half of the water purifier is poured into half, and the pot is full. It seems that it is not enough for three people to drink.

Joanna found that the father and son were staring at each other with big eyes and smiles on their faces. She handed a big pot of soup stewed, "pour it into this to cook."

"Okay, wash it for me."

Han's father said, taking the sugar as salt, digging a large spoonful full of it, and preparing to pour it into the pot... (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!