Saturday night, stubborn beef supper.

The town has a rain shelter in the square. The residents here are descendants of Eastern European immigrants, so the buildings also have an Eastern European style. There is a circle of thick stone pillars on the square. If you pull up the shed, you can shelter you from the wind and rain.

This carnival is a club that provides ranchers with an opportunity to get together, so that everyone can communicate with each other and engage in activities together, not really want to enjoy anything.

The Stubborn Niu Club has been around for a long time and is one of the earliest clubs established in South Island. At first, it was just a few small ranchers. They had no money and gathered together to provide resources far away to help each other. The carnival was very simple at that time, and it was a self-service party.

Now, the club still retains some traditions from the past.

They drank strong wine and ate dry barbecue. There was no good wine or special dishes. Everyone gathered around the bonfires, sat down and chatted casually.

There is a small episode here. Before the meal started, the town's sheriff also came to check their alcohol license: According to the New Zealand Alcohol Control Ordinance, eating at this scale requires drinking spirits and approval in advance.

At the beginning of the carnival, Leonard stood in the center of the venue with a microphone in hand, first introducing the new members of the club, who were made into calves.

The club accepts not many members every year, less than ten this year. Wang Bo made the finale and the last one was introduced. Leonard said that he is the only remaining Chinese rancher in the club.

Wang Bo stood up and waved to everyone, ran around the bonfires one by one, and met with many ranchers.

Back in front of his bonfire, he asked strangely: "There are no Chinese ranchers in the South Island? Isn't this supposed to be? There are quite a few Chinese in New Zealand."

Motak was drinking ale with a large teapot, explaining while drinking: "Of course, there are many Chinese people, but most of them stay in cities, such as Wellington, Auckland, Christchurch and Dunedin. In fact, your fellow countrymen have few ranches, even fewer get big ranches, and stubborn cattle only accept big ranches."

"There were a few people who came before, such as Anthony from Taiwan, right? But they were not very good at managing ranches and they all went bankrupt and quit the industry." Moses added.

Another rancher said, "Tsk tsk, if you exit this industry, it's too difficult to survive now, and I can't stand it anymore. Damn it, this year, the South Island drought is severe, and the price of forage has increased. I think if this continues, I will sooner or later go bankrupt."

The others followed suit and said, "Yes, damn it, God really won't leave us a way out. A quarter has passed this year, but has it rained seriously?"

"Your Marlborough area is already good, we can be so miserable! Schet, the groundwater is about to be drained!" Moses complained.

"Old Moses is right. Marlborough is in a good situation. Their Canterbury and our Otag, damn it, are almost abandoned by God!"

At this time, someone looked at Wang Bo and said, "Wang, how are you there? We heard that your ranch is very profitable now!"

Wang Bo took a sip of white wine and sighed, "It's okay, I can still supply water with Twin Lake. But the animal husbandry is a whole, prospering and losing. Your life is not easy, and my life is not easy."

In fact, he was comforting the group. His life was simply too easy. His pasture heart was upgraded, the growth rate of cattle and sheep was accelerated, and the material of the forage was even less said.

However, his place was not affected by drought at all. Not to mention Twin Lake, but to mention two spiritual springs, it is enough to supply the water needed for animal husbandry.

Motak raised the cup in his hand and said, "Word the damn world!"

A group of people raised their glasses, and there was a sense of complaining.

Now the ranchers are most concerned about the weather. After drinking, Motak looked at the light rain outside with envy and said, "If it continues to rain in Ao City, I plan to move the ranch here. Look, how abundant the rain here is."

Gormon, who was with Wang Bo during the day, came over and said, "This is a national park. Do you want to do animal husbandry here? Ha, how are you going to bribe New Zealand politicians to allow you to come?"

"I will slap them, hey, I'm raised, see what you have made this country." Motak grabbed the second fat man next to him and slapped it twice on the fat man's face, of course, he didn't slap it.

Erpang looked confused, damn, what does this have to do with me?

Listening to the laughter around him, it was very dissatisfied, and it showed its paws and teared it on the back of Motak's hand. The Maori rancher was soaked that he sucked in pain. Erpang got rid of it and immediately rushed to Eva's arms.

These two little guys are very sensible. They have been released. Eva is more protective than Wang Bo. Now that there are any changes, they no longer seek Wang Bo’s protection, but go to Eva.

The beautiful teacher smiled and patted Erfat's butt twice, and then apologized to Motak.

Motak didn't care. His back of his hand was cut, he picked up the white wine and poured it on as disinfection, and it ended.

Then they talked about the situation of forage. Due to the drought, the price of forage has risen by 12% compared with the same period last year. Now dry forage costs more than 150 NZD per ton, and feeding livestock has begun to become difficult.

An old man came over and asked, "Do you want to buy a ranch? I plan to sell my ranch."

Moses looked at him in surprise and said, "I said Lao Wensi, are you kidding? Sell your ranch? 980 acres, right? Isn't that your lifeblood?"

Wang Bo calculated that the 980 acres were nearly 4 square kilometers, which was smaller than his ranch, but it was also considered a large ranch.

The old man sighed and said, "Oh, you know how bad the world is now and the business is not easy to do. I am old and don't have so much energy to take care of it. Why not sell it?"

"Are you really willing to bear it? You have worked hard all your life before you can change to such a ranch."

Motak handed the old man a glass of ale, and the old man took a sip and said, "I really don't want to bear it, but it's time to retire. Both of my sons are in the United States, and one of them asked me to go to Hawaii for retirement, so I thought, why don't I go?"

"How much do you sell?" Wang Bo asked.

When the old man heard him ask about the price, he looked at him and said, "Six and a half million dollars, what do you think of the price? With property, 10 bedrooms, all with brick and tile roof structure, there are 3 roads, or the intersection of Highway 82 and Highway 83."
Chapter completed!