When Zhou Li'an woke up in the early morning, he heard light rain falling outside the house, and the raindrops flapped against the window from time to time in the wind.
Come to the window.
Looking down at the horses on the grassy slopes of the racecourse, they gather in small groups and lean on each other, transferring body heat to each other to keep warm; they are as quiet as statues.
When I first chose to buy horses in Montana, I took into consideration the horses' adaptability to the natural climate.
The local horse breeds are cold-resistant, and because of long-term natural raising, their skins are strong and durable. But this does not mean that they can survive the cold winter by being raised in the wild.
Before winter comes, stables must be built to keep out the cold and keep warm.
When the temperature is not low in summer and autumn, free-range breeding can save breeding costs. After all, horses are not as delicate as humans.
In North America in the 15th century, the 500 horses in front of us were the capital of the future breeding population. A horse cost 1,500 US dollars, plus the cost of [time and space smuggling] of 9,999 US dollars, a horse was worth more than a car.
Even more expensive.
With such precious pimples, Zhou Li'an naturally wants to create a good living environment for them.
A light rain stopped as the clouds were blown away by the wind.
I went downstairs and opened the door of the wooden house where old Kenting lived. The little old man was still unconscious on the carpet, with no change from yesterday's position.
The old drunkard should have adapted to this kind of life long ago, so there is no need for Zhou Li'an to move him to bed with kindness.
He took out the frozen steak he bought yesterday from the refrigerator and fried it in old Kenting's kitchen. The drunkard finally woke up after smelling the aroma.
First he looked around blankly, then when he saw the busy Zhou Li'an, he immediately came over and babblingly expressed his apology.
Zhou Li'an played the role of a good boss: "I said, your work has been completed. Starting last night, your alcohol ban was lifted..."
"How about we continue drinking tonight?"
The little old man was stunned for a moment, and then almost cried with excitement.
There was a vague attitude of a fanatical believer among the tribesmen, crossing themselves on their chests and praying for Zhou Li'an.
"Haha, I told you I don't believe in God."
"Just don't drink yourself to death."
Old Kenting just laughed stupidly. He had heard too many similar words in his life. Zhou Li'an's joke had no harmful effect on him at all.
At night, Zhou Li'an went to town again and packed up takeaways to satisfy old Kenting's drunken needs.
Old Kenting happily wrote on the paper: "Zhou, you are the best boss I have ever seen in my life, bar none! You will definitely have great achievements in the future!"
Zhou Li'an looked at the note and smiled half-heartedly... I didn't realize that this old drunkard was still a prophet.
Three whole days.
Old Kenting seemed to be living in heaven.
September 19th.
At Zhou Li'an's suggestion, the two first shared two bottles of red wine, and then Old Kenting drank his favorite whiskey.
With the blessing of mixed wine, the old man was drunk to death again, and snored like thunder.
Zhou Li'an did everything he needed to do.
If old Kenting still wakes up so ignorant, it can only be said that he deserves this disaster.
He drew the curtains and closed the door of the cabin.
Outbound system——
Coming through time.
…
When Zhou Li'an appeared, there was another burst of enthusiastic worship under the altar outside the valley. And under the cliff on one side of the valley, he had already seen a brand-new building complex appear.
Don’t underestimate the architectural culture of Aboriginal people.
Thousands of years of evolution and learning from nature, such as birds building nests on cliffs and treetops; such as beavers building dams in streams, enabled them to master many construction skills.
The Aztec culture and Mayan civilization in Central and South America even built large city-states with libraries, temples, and schools.
There were also large settlements in North America that built exquisite cedar residential complexes.
Two thousand people from the Eight Departments of Tushi were busy for three days, day and night. Twenty to thirty stables with roofs were built taking advantage of the geographical advantages of the mountain to rise from the ground.
They may not know the meaning of stables, but they understand that they must provide these precious and rare horses with more favorable living conditions than the tribesmen.
Under the leadership of Climbing the Mountain and many elders, Zhou Li'an inspected the stable project. After confirming that it was correct, he asked the tribesmen to hold a blessing ceremony.
God will create things and bless them.
The sound of praise from mountains and tsunamis shook the night.
Zhou Li'an, on the other hand, walked away.
He shuttles through the racecourse and enters a horse into the system.
When the last horse disappeared, the idle racecourse, which had just regained its vitality, once again returned to its previous loneliness.
…
the next day.
It was already afternoon when Old Kenting woke up. He had already adapted to the state of being hungover. After getting up, he grabbed the bottle and took another sip, which made him sober.
at this time.
The door of the wooden house was opened, and Zhou Li'an walked in. The smell of diesel exhaust from a pickup truck came from the open door.
"Old Kenting, I'm leaving. My friends loaded their horses last night and set out on the road."
"I have transferred your salary to your account. You can check it at any time."
"Then, it's time to say goodbye."
Old Kenting looked confused. He wanted to express his doubts and shout, "Are you kidding me?" But he couldn't speak like a normal person.
I could only walk to the door and look out.
"Abba?"
"Aba, Aba???"
He looked back, then turned his head outwards. He turned his head several times, but he still couldn't believe the scene in front of him.
All five hundred horses were pulled away overnight?
How many trucks are needed?
Zhou Li'an continued to use "I have a friend" as an excuse: "My business is a joint venture with a friend. My friend was obviously more anxious than me. He called twenty or thirty trucks at once last night."
"I wanted to come and ask you for help, but you were drunk!"
"But don't worry, I won't blame you for this."
"In addition to this week's salary, I also transferred an extra $100 as your reward."
Old Kenting still found it incredible.
However, the facts were right in front of him, and he had nothing to question.
Anyway, these horses belong to Zhou Li'an, as long as they are not lost or stolen, it will be fine.
He sighed at Zhou Li'an's wealth.
Zhou Li'an took him out at this time and pointed to several boxes outside the door of the wooden house: "The last parting gift, drink less, Old Kenting, and you know there is a refrigerator of steaks in the refrigerator. If you know how to exercise moderation, It’s enough to nourish your life for two to three months.”
This situation.
The old mute suddenly screamed, babbling non-stop, and rushed up to hug Zhou Li'an.
Obviously, he was more concerned about the parting gift Zhou Li'an gave him than the 500 horses being transported overnight.
Zhou Li'an patted his back and separated from him with a smile.
This is the result you want.
Give him plenty of supplies before leaving. Old Kentin doesn't have many friends in the local area and is an extreme homebody.
As long as you have wine, why go out and hang out?
No one likes to be a face-to-face pen pal with a mute.
He is used to being alone.
With enough wine and food, old Kenting won't go to town for a while.
The actual benefit to Zhou Li'an is...
Regarding the situation of the racecourse, it will not spread in a short period of time; and after this period of time passes, no one will care about the situation of a private racecourse.
Zhou Li'an always explained to Old Kenting and the real estate agent that he used this racecourse as a transit point for transferring horses.
The two chatted for a while and finally said goodbye.
It can be seen that old Kenting is very excited, just like a child when his parents are on a business trip and are about to have his own personal carnival party.
Just as Zhou Li'an promised...
This racecourse is still his own paradise.
…
Return the car and head to the airport.
That night, Zhou Li'an returned to the small town of Salem.
The horse matter is resolved.
Migration supplies are also well prepared.
Next, we just need to wait for the various ministries to migrate.
The only thing left in this world is the cooperation with Wang Defa.
Zhou Li'an called Wang Defa.
When Lao Wang received the call, he was overjoyed. He had been waiting for a long time.
The banquet was held at Fumanlou at the intersection of Grocery Street.
Wang Defa enthusiastically took Zhou Li'an to the box where the two of them had dinner last time.
Zhou Li'an didn't like to beat around the bush. After sitting down, he moistened his throat with tea and said straight to the point: "Old Wang, there is no need for unnecessary pleasantries. Let's get straight to the point."
Wang Defa was accustomed to his style and believed that only people like Zhou Sheng could achieve great things.
He pondered for a moment, organized his words, and then said——
"I contacted a corporate agency and gave us three options."
"Tijuana, Mexicali and Juarez."
"The first two are both in Baja Norte. There are a lot of Chinese in the two cities. I have some friends who can take care of them. Moreover, both cities are on the US-Mexico border, adjacent to California; there are even many Americans going back and forth every day.
They work in two places, traveling to Tijuana or Mexicali during the day, but they make their home in California."
The full name of Baja Norte is ‘Baja California Norte’; it is an administrative state in Mexico.
"As for Juarez, you should know the bad reputation of this city, right?"
Zhou Li'an nodded silently.
Juarez is located in the state of Chihuahua, adjacent to Texas; the city is known as the most dangerous city in Mexico because it is the main export channel for absorbing food and arms.
Mexican drugs are imported into the United States; American arms are imported into Mexico; gangs are concentrated in the area, and the danger is evident.
At this time, Comrade Lao Wang seemed a little confused——
"If we were in Baja Norte, I would have connections to take care of it, and safety issues would not need to be considered; but the problem is that Juarez is the largest 'client industrial city' in Mexico."
"The tariffs here are extremely low. Whether it is the import of external raw materials or the export of finished products to the United States, as long as you are willing to invest in building a factory and the goods produced by the company are not sold in Mexico, the tax you will bear is almost negligible."
“The cost difference between Baja Norte and Juárez is more than 35%.”
"If we are willing to take risks, Juarez is of course the first choice, but the tax collector is not the official, but gang forces."
Just because the government does not collect taxes does not mean that gang forces are indifferent.
In a sense, Juarez is a city shrouded in darkness.
Of course, the gang power must also be lower than the tax rate collected by the official, and it is much lower.
Zhou Li'an looked at Wang Defa with a half-smile but not a smile——
"Old Wang, I think you already have a plan in mind. You prefer Juarez, don't you? Wealth can be gained through danger!"
Wang Defa admitted frankly and nodded slightly: "But I am afraid that I will make money but lose my life! We are not an international company like Qingtong Kang or 4m. They set up factories locally, and gang forces do not dare to mess around."
"It's hard to talk about small businesses. It's very common for rich people to be kidnapped there."
Zhou Li'an smiled and said: "But I think the order that exists in chaos is more reliable."
"Because all rules of order are based on money. As long as you have money, what is there to worry about?"
"If we were in the United States, would you still dare to sell cow hides with great fanfare? I believe that you still haven't been able to fully sell those thousands of bison hides, right?"
After Wang Defa heard this, he was silent for a long time.
It wasn't until his daughter-in-law who was delivering food walked into the box that Wang Defa suddenly came back to his senses and raised his teacup——