Chapter Thirty-One: Taking Everyone to Play Laser Tag
When Thomas returned to the ranch at noon, they had lunch together and started building a poultry house.
At this time, Dad and brother-in-law also came to help. The four of them nailed the wooden boards together. Originally thought Thomas bought just a few wheels, but it turned out that old Thomas basically bought two four-wheeled flatbed carts back, with H-shaped steel frames connected to four solid rubber tires, each tire almost as big as a car wheel. The pickup truck's trunk couldn't hold them at all, so Thomas tied them up with rope and towed them back.
A rough wooden frame was nailed, the frame was fixed on the I-beam with nuts, and then wooden boards were nailed around the frame. The whole thing looked like a small house, with a two-slope roof, an additional layer of asphalt felt in the middle, and a layer of waterproof paint on top. The little ones made a significant contribution too, wearing their little gloves to pass the wooden boards, and not being lazy at all, which made Ju An feel very relieved.
After a whole afternoon of busy work, the two small houses were finally done. Although they didn't look beautiful, they definitely couldn't be called ugly either. With several doors put down, it formed a slope that was just right for the chickens and ducks to walk into their nests. Looking at it, An felt very satisfied and kept praising it, proving that the best designs come from the folk.
In the evening, to reward everyone, two young roosters sacrificed their lives and became potato roasted chicken pieces on the table. A group of people ate with relish, praising without end. Even old Thomas, who had eaten chicken for decades, couldn't help but admit that Chinese native chicken tastes much better than their foreign chicken.
After dinner, when Little Jerry and Emily were taken away by Old Taylor, the two little devils at home finally calmed down, sitting barefoot on the sofa, honestly watching TV. Thanks to CCTV for making it possible for America to receive signals too, otherwise it would be really annoying. The past two days, the little ones occupied Jian's laptop every night, what were they doing? Watching cartoons.
It's a pity that I have to wait until the little ones go to bed at 10 o'clock before I can use my laptop again.
Open the book, log in to your own penguin, see Wu Ming's avatar flashing, and receive a message: "Anzi, scheduled for the day after tomorrow, I and Wang Fan are overdue, ready to pick up the plane".
The Empress Dowager often instructed a few words in the play: I know.
After reading your news, I sent a flashing headshot and asked myself to pass it on. On top of it was written: After reading your space, I also often go to the US, let's chat.
He took a look at his profile, which said he enjoyed horse riding and lived in the capital city, so he clicked through.
Just then a message came over: "A friend saw your space and forwarded it to me, took a look, are these all from your ranch?" The avatar of the big man with a full beard kept flashing.
"Yeah, it was taken by my friend," Ju An replied.
"I have a horse farm in the capital, last year I imported over 10 American Quarter Horses, looking at the horses in your space, most of them are also Quarter Horses. How is the price of American horses now? I want to import another 10 or so. Fewer and fewer people ride Mongolian horses, many people line up to ride big horses," said络腮胡子 (a nickname).
"Here, the horses I buy are basically all around $3,000 to $4,000," said Ju An. "Nowadays, doing horse breeding business in China is so profitable."
"Business is okay, it used to be that only rich people played around, but now many white-collar workers come on weekends and ride for a few hours." The man with the mustache replied: "How did you buy so cheaply? My horse farm bought through regular channels from a horse broker, one costs almost $30,000."
"Yours is a purebred racing horse, I bought a ranch horse, the price is definitely different. If you come to the horse farm yourself and don't go through an agent, you can choose a ranch horse, it's much cheaper, just spend money on transportation back home. However, domestically it belongs to an epidemic area, once you buy it, you can't return it, so it's better if you understand horses before buying."
"I'm just for guests to ride in the horse farm, it's fine for pasture use," said the man with a moustache.
"Ranch horses are generally gentle, the ones I bought were mostly 6 or 7 years old and well-trained, for only 3-4 thousand. If you want to buy a 3-year-old untrained horse, it might be slightly cheaper, but I don't recommend it, you'll spend a lot of money training it yourself over three years. But if you just want to ride it, there's absolutely no problem."
"When I bought it, I asked many people and they all said it was over $20,000 to $30,000. I'm not saying I don't believe you, brother, but I really didn't expect it to be so cheap," Lao Hu Zi continued.
"Let me tell you, if you come to the US yourself, you can ask at the stables in Montana, I really don't know about other places, those agents will definitely charge you money, if you don't say you want a regular riding horse, of course they'll sell you something expensive."
"Thanks then, I'll go myself after a while, thanks," said the man with the side whiskers.
I'm being driven a bit crazy by this guy. I'd be happy to help some domestic horse enthusiasts, but now that China's economy is better, foreigners think Chinese people are rich, so they try to sell us things at inflated prices. They recommend racing horses or ones with famous bloodlines, even though what we need are just ordinary riding horses. If they were selling actual racehorses that had competed and won prizes, I could understand it, because those aren't cheap in the US either. But these two- or three-year-old horses with famous bloodlines are basically like domestic gambling stones - and given the current level of horse training in China, they're essentially useless, impossible to train properly.
The next morning, Old Taylor called and said that Little Jerry and Emily wouldn't be coming today as they were going to celebrate their grandmother's birthday.
At the breakfast table, Ju An proposed to go to the shooting range for fun today. This proposal was supported by Father and Brother-in-law, while Sister and Mother were opposed, thinking it was too dangerous. As for Rong Rong and Tong Tong's attitude, they were ignored. In the end, Ju An explained and persuaded Mother and Sister.
It's actually more convenient to play at one's own simple shooting range, but since there is only one long gun that can be used here, it would be better to bring it to the shooting range. This way, you can get familiar with the firearms while having fun, and besides, there are more staff members at the shooting range who can assist you. Although there are many people here, including Old Thomas and others who are good marksmen, they all have their own tasks to attend to.
The whole family drove into town in a long line of cars.
The first time I went into a gun store, my parents were both shocked. In my mom's words: "Selling guns here is just like selling cabbage in our country."
They took them for a casual stroll, handed over to Tommy, and then led the whole family into the shooting range, found two adjacent positions, divided parents and Rongrong into one group, sister, brother-in-law and Tongtong into another group, Ju An's task today is to guide.
Before long, Tom came over with two Remington Model 870 shotguns, one of which was still pink and had a Hello Kitty decal on it.
After taking the gun, he divided the two guns and naturally gave the pink one to Tongtong. He first explained to his father how to use it and what to pay attention to, then watched as his father fired a few shots without any issues, before explaining again to his sister and brother-in-law.
At first, the two little guys rushed to play, but lost interest after a few rounds. Adding to that, mom and sister couldn't muster up any enthusiasm either. In the end, only brother-in-law and dad were left playing enthusiastically at the shooting range.
Let grandma and sister take care of the two little ones, this is a shooting range, be careful, there's no place to cry if something happens. Sister and grandma hugged the two little ones in their arms, took out a rope, and let them play with it. Without Jerry and Emily, the destructive power of the two little ones plummeted, they were still happy playing in the adults' arms.
Everything seemed calm, and the hand that had been holding the gun was getting itchy. Since he hadn't brought his own gun, Tommy took out a pair of binoculars and found a nearby shooting position to play around with.
After playing for a while, the left wheel fell into my brother-in-law's hands. Ju An was holding a pink Hello Kitty and shooting it with a loud noise. Finally, after much difficulty, they finished shooting. Only to find that the left wheel had fallen into my father's hands again. In the end, there was no choice but to let Tommy take out another 100 rounds of ammunition for each person.
After leaving the shooting range, he chose two Remington rifles and prepared some bullets. He planned to play with Wang Fan and Wu Ming when they arrived at his own shooting range, so that in the future, his father and brother-in-law could also come to his own shooting range to have fun, saving them from traveling such a long distance.
After trying out two new rifles they had just bought, my brother-in-law and dad used up all the ammunition for the revolver and headed back home.
As soon as they got home, the two little ones eagerly started playing with the dog, while Ju An took the gun he had bought back into the house.
As soon as he opened the gun cabinet, his brother-in-law found the M4 inside. Just as he was about to reach out and take it out for a look, Ju An grabbed it first.
"You're still treating him like a treasure, brother-in-law can't even take a look" Brother-in-law smiled and pointed at Ju An with his finger.
Ju An opened the gun's safety lock, carefully checked it to see if there were any bullets in the chamber, then found an empty clip and handed it over to her brother-in-law: "It's not that I'm treating it like a treasure, but rather I forgot whether or not there are bullets inside. Isn't this being afraid of danger? And besides, the safety lock is on, you can't even pull the trigger."
"My brother-in-law took the gun and said, 'I've only used it in games before. The first time I hold this thing in my hand, it feels really good.' Then he pulled the bolt back and forth a few times."
Took the two new guns out of their packaging boxes, loaded them with gun locks, and put them away. My brother-in-law also put his M4 away at this time, then locked up the gun cabinet.
"My mother saw a cabinet full of guns and said: 'Why buy so many? They look scary. What if the government confiscates them one day, won't all this money go down the drain?'"
Smiling and comforting his mother: "Basically every household here has a few guns, don't worry."
Sister also said: "You don't have to care about how Sanzi plays, didn't you see the store just now? They are openly buying, what's there to worry about?"
Mom finally felt at ease.

