When I got home, the house had been almost cleaned up and the swimming pool was temporarily hung. Anfeng walked around the front and back yards and was very satisfied with the thoughtful service of the housekeeping company. After cleaning the whole house, it was completely refreshed and looked comfortable. The only disadvantage was the charging issue.

The price of cutting trees alone costs 1,000 US dollars. No wonder it is said that artificial labor in the United States is expensive. It uses a chainsaw to saw two trees in the backyard. With less than an hour, one thousand dollars will be gone. In addition to the various services, he finally signed a check of 4,000 US dollars.

"They are public robbery!" An Feng sighed while sitting on the newly bought sofa.

Joanna said without surprise: "If you stay for a long time, you will find that the male owner of every household is particularly good at these trivial tasks, such as weeding, building Huaping, repairing household appliances, etc. It is not that they know a lot, but that the labor costs are high."

"It seems that I have to study hard in the future." An Feng wrote it in his small notebook.

Joanna said, "You are so careful."

"Thank you for your compliment." An Feng learned the confidence of Americans, "By the way, in addition to the big cleaning, I think it's a little cleaner here. I also want to raise a dog and buy a few horses. You also see a small horse farm of 20 acres below, which is really a waste of empty space. What is your suggestion?"

Joanna thought for a while and said, "I will take you to the city to buy a dog tomorrow. As for raising horses, I have seen the environment where you have average sand quality. Fortunately, there is less gravel. Running horses can cause less damage to horse hooves. Overall, it is OK, but there is no large horse market nearby."

Joanna is quite professional, but An Feng rarely rides horses in formal occasions in China, which means he sees a stable here, which is just a whim. "No need to be so professional, I just want to buy a few horses to play with. You also see that the venue here is too small."

"Oh, if that happens, I'll help you pay attention to the sales information around you. You can't hurry to buy a horse." Joanna said.

The next day, An Feng and Joanna set out.

An Feng was visiting a ** goods store in the city. He walked around and found that there were many types of ** goods dogs, but not many of them met his standards. What he wanted was medium and large dogs, smarter, and preferably hunting dogs, such as German shepherds, but the only one here was a husky.

An Feng told Joanna, who was teasing the dog. She took An Feng to Obisburg without saying a word. This time she was far away, but after arriving, it was proved that the hard work was not in vain. Famous hunting dogs were sold, as well as some fierce fighting dogs such as Argentina Dogo and American Pitt.

An Feng finally chose two proof-proven roaming hounds. They are only a few months old and black. They are characterized by intelligence, calmness, and not aggressiveness. Although they are not suitable for guarding the house, they are strong and easy to train. They can hunt in fields, forests and other places, and are good at tracking.

The store offered a price of 2,000 US dollars per person and suggested that An Feng train it as a hunting dog, emphasizing that it was not a dog sleeping on the cunt, but he was reluctant to leave his tone. An Feng said that he wanted to keep them in the vineyard and fight with mice, and then the two parties traded happily.

He took two puppies that were easily mistaken for "black golden retrievers" in China and took them home. After thinking about it, he named them "Erzhao" and "Fao Qian", and then was ruthlessly despised by Joanna. She has been in Hong Kong and knows how to pronounce Chinese national treasures, so he heard the vulgarity in it.

An Feng grabbed his head. He didn't have much ability to name it. After thinking for a long time, he finally changed one, called "Pipi" and "Dandan", which were easy to pronounce in Chinese and English. After listening to it several times, Joanna finally voted for approval.

Pipi and Dandan have been weaned, and they can just feed some dog food. When An Feng has nothing to do, he likes to drive a four-wheeled motorcycle, put two little guys in the frames on the left and right sides, and drive them to run wildly on the dirt road at full speed, from the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, rolling up a piece of smoke and dust.

After a lot of trouble, you will patrol your territory.

If the area of ​​a vineyard is compared to a square, its side length is about 1.2 kilometers, which falls into the category of "walking is tired when walking, driving is fast". The all-terrain vehicle just makes up for these shortcomings. He occasionally drives along the edge of the vineyard and repairs the tilted wooden stakes with a hammer.

This garden, including the vineyards of other nearby families, is mostly "Caberberries". He wanted to taste the taste, but the grapes were still early before they mature. Old John said that even if Cabernet Sauvignon is ripe, it is not suitable for eating because it is used to make wine.

An Feng followed the wheel prints and followed the workers' pace. They usually used a pickup truck or an all-terrain vehicle to drag the mobile toilet. If not, they could not imagine the scene of running for a kilometer while holding up their urine. An Feng later bought two second-hand pickup trucks for the workers.

Workers are busy cutting or nursing, adjusting the vines, and mechanical harvesting methods in the future will reduce the grape loss rate. An Feng followed behind and asked some questions such as fertilizers and water irrigation. Not to mention, his professional background is different, and he asked very tricky questions.

After doing this, he returned to the house where the workers lived. The maid room was piled with agricultural machinery and fertilizers, and the land in the front yard was specially reclaimed, and some vegetables were planted, with tomatoes as the majority. He parked the car and walked into the maid room, and took out a few bags of fertilizer.

In addition to enjoying life, he also thought about making some money. Although there are more than 8 million in the bank, which seems to be quite a lot, if you really want to spend it, you can't even afford a plane. If you sell diamonds, you will feel a little painful before you figure out whether it is natural or artificial.

He put his ideas on plant fertilizers. He was rejected in China last time, but he was not discouraged. When he met someone who knew the goods, he would definitely make a lot of money by selling them.

Jess, a female worker in the vineyard, drove back to get things. When she saw An Feng standing in the sun, staring at a bag of fertilizer in her hand, two black puppies were chasing her, biting his pants legs, and couldn't help but smile and ask, "Hey, BOSS, what are you doing?"

When An Feng saw Jessie dressed in a cowgirl outfit, he thought she should know better than herself, so he walked over and asked, "Do you know how to translate the abbreviations of these ingredients?"

Jessie took the fertilizer bag and looked at it: "This is used to fertilize tomatoes. It should be a nitrogen and phosphorus compound? What do you think of this?"

"I'm curious." An Feng said with a smile. The cowgirl didn't believe it, so he had to say, "Okay, I've had related studies in college before."

"Oh, you're so awesome." Jessie knew it, "BOSS, there's something to come to you."

"What's up?"

Jessy pointed to a road in the vineyard: "Our neighbor, the Bury family, wanted to pass through here by a passage, and I happened to discuss it with you."

An Feng glanced at the car she was driving and said, "Let's talk while walking."

According to Jessie's explanation, it turned out that the Bury's convoy encountered a road blockage on the other end, because there was a family unloading the goods and unable to get there. If you want to walk on the other side, you had to take a long way to go. The fastest one was the dirt road in Anfeng Vineyard, but they could not break around without the owner's permission.

He met the Bury family that Jessie mentioned on the edge of the vineyard.

"Hello, Mark Bury!" The other party who greeted him was a white man in his early fifties, a very typical denim dress, a plaid shirt, a round-brimmed hat and jeans. He was burly and shook hands very strongly. An Feng also shook with the other party hard, and then said: "Feng An, I'm very happy to know you!"

The old cowboy Mark said, "Mr. An, I hope to drive through this road in your vineyard, three cars, two round trips, is it OK?"

"No problem. Are three cars enough? I can help here." An Feng said.

The old cowboy smiled and said, "Thank you for your understanding. Three cars are enough, because loading is quite time-consuming! Well, you are not like the owner of the previous vineyard, a stingy Yankee, who overemphasizes the inviolability of personal interests! Old John said you are a good person, and I think you are like a cowboy!"

Anfeng has added the name of "cowboy".

He stood at the exit and looked for a while. The three cars drove over with some machinery, looking like they were going to be used on the farm. An Feng didn't ask much. After a while, the old cowboy's son Henry came over and greeted him - the young man's way, and hit his fist.

"Feng, are you from China?" Henry asked curiously.

"Yes." An Feng nodded.

"Do you know Chinese Kung Fu?" Henry asked.

"Let's know a little." An Feng saw the curiosity in Henry's eyes. He learned a little bit of grappling when he was a child, and took the special martial arts program in college. Can he be considered good?

"COOL!" Henry put on a messy fighting position, "I like it, Kung Fu! Bruce Lee! 'Suit'!"

An Feng read it silently several times in his mind before he understood the meaning of the last word "master".

"Suit, can you teach me some kung fu?" Henry asked.

"Ah, this..." An Feng scratched his head. He was not as good as the "suit" material. He was thinking about how to reject Henry, but another voice was heard behind him.

"I also want to see Chinese Kung Fu!" This time it was Joanna's voice. She walked over with sunglasses stuck on her nose and led a Labrador retriever.

"So too!" The voice was said by Henry's sister Mary, a high school student of seventeen or eighteen years old. Henry glared at her: "Don't mess with me!"

Under the expectations of everyone, An Feng had to take them back to his home.

He recalled the kung fu movies he had watched when he was a child. Thanks to the machine brain, it extracted memories and simulated the process, repeating them in his mind like a movie. He just needed to perform his fists in sequence, and a beautiful single-player martial arts scene was presented.

Several young people were stunned, and a few seconds later, applause rang out enthusiastically.

An Feng accepted the applause from everyone with guilt. Fortunately, he had some martial arts foundation, otherwise he would have been embarrassed by playing monkeys and would not say that he would be a monkey, but would lose face of his compatriots. He would be a sinner for the ages. He breathed a sigh of relief and then went to guide Henry, who had imitated a bit of a magical expression.

It is quite difficult for foreigners to learn kung fu well, because of different concepts and environments, and because An Feng is not patient in teaching. He is still very enthusiastic on the first day. After getting to know each other on the second day, he also used various English abbreviations. On the third day, he simply moved his fingers, on the fourth day, and on the fifth day...

Until one day, An Feng downloaded a "Kung Fu Secret Book" to Henry.

After many days of experience, Henry has understood that the "secret book" is the culprit that caused bloody storms in the world, like the Lord of the Rings that appeared in the Middle Earth world.
Chapter completed!