Chapter Forty-Three Squeezing Milk

  When Wang Fan and Wu Ming returned to their ranch with Ai Jiang, the little ones were in the enclosure in front of the house, pushing against a small cow. In fact, anyone who has raised calves knows that if you put your hand on the calf's forehead and press down, you can feel the calf trying to push back. The little ones were using their foreheads to push against the calf's head, with Little Jerry in the front, Ran Ran behind him, hugging his waist and pushing forward. Behind them were Little Emily and Tong Tong, two little girls, tilting their heads and using their shoulders to push against Ran Ran. At the back was Wu Song, baring his teeth, pulling on Tong Tong's small shirt, but standing upright, clearly not putting in much effort.

  As soon as he saw Ju An return, he immediately shouted and ran over, jumping onto Ju An's shoulders in a few strides. Wang Fan looked at the little monkey and said, "This monkey is clever, it can go to the streets to perform, isn't it said that you found a foreign horse? Where is the foreign horse, bring it out and let us take a look."

  "Ji Lao Da this big mouth, how can't you keep things?" Ju An immediately said angrily.

  Wu Ming said: "You're still blaming Ji Lao Da, look at our dormitory, is there anyone reliable? This thing was known to the whole class the next day."

  Pfft, living a comfortable life is indeed enjoyable. I recall that when Wu Ming was in college, he once tried to coax his girlfriend into the small woods with him. His girlfriend was timid and said she was afraid. Wu Ming reassured her, saying "don't be afraid, you'll get used to it after a while." As it turned out, these words were overheard by Su Mingrong, who was squatting at the entrance of the woods with his own girlfriend, being affectionate.

  Then it spread throughout the whole class that night, and by the next day, the entire grade of the department knew about it: Don't worry, I'll get used to it soon. It was so ridiculous that for a month or so, people who slightly knew Wu Ming would burst out laughing whenever they saw him.

  Juw An replied: "It didn't work out. Originally wanted to give a monkey to someone else's home, in the end had no choice but to keep it and raise it myself."

  Wang Fan teased Wu Song a few times and saw that Wu Song didn't take much notice of him, so he gave up the idea.

  Ju An and Wang Fan watched for a while, the little cow dealt with several small guys more easily than that group of small sheep. The little cow didn't show any signs of defeat at all, but the two little girls behind were panting slightly.

  Ignoring the mischief of a few little guys, Wang Fan and Wu Ming entered the house.

  Ju An saw his mother busy preparing dinner, Wang Fan and Wu Ming called out "Auntie" and Ju An took the two guys into the living room downstairs.

  Wang Fan then mentioned that he would stay a bit longer this time, to select ten or so horses to transport back to the country. He also wanted to invite two horse trainers, but Gu An was unfamiliar with such matters and could only say, "Let's go ask Old Thomas later and see what options are available."

  After dinner, Ju An took Wang Fan to find Old Thomas. Thomas introduced them to one of the private ranches where they had chosen horses last time, which reminded Ju An of when he first came here with Old Thomas to buy horses and met the enthusiastic and hospitable Old Jason who loved cowboy sports, as well as his cheerful daughter Lily.

  Thomas mentioned that he breeds Arabian horses there and also has several good horses from wealthy owners for people to see, but Thomas also mentioned that the prices are a bit higher.

  Then Wang Fan raised the issue of preparing to invite two horse trainers to go domestic, and Old Thomas suggested that in China, find two people to come here's horse farm system learning for a few months is enough, it's not necessary to train racing horses, actually just ordinary riding horses, no need to specially invite horse trainers, Wang Fan thought about it and agreed with Thomas' suggestion.

  The next morning, I took Wang Fan and Wu Ming to Taylor's ranch to see what these IT guys were up to today. When we arrived at Taylor's ranch, we asked and found out that everyone's activity this morning was to milk the cows at Anderson's ranch. So we had to head over to Anderson's ranch again.

  This is the second time that Ju An has come to Anderson's ranch. Yesterday, he came once, just simply looked at the accommodation arranged by Old Anderson for the guests, and other places have not been carefully observed yet. All I know is that Anderson's residence is surrounded by a lush forest, from the entrance of the ranch to Old Anderson's house, all the way down are large trees, basically can't see small trees of about 10 cm, like domestic parks.

  Pull the car over to Anderson's house, a cowboy-dressed young man told Juan that they were at the back of the ranch and suggested that Juan drive there as it would take a while to walk.

  Driving along the small dirt road of the pasture, after a while, I came out of the forest and suddenly saw a vast expanse of blue sky and grassland. Seven or eight rows of large, long, snow-white buildings stood on the lush green carpet. A dozen horses were leisurely eating grass, but not a single cow was in sight.

  After driving for a few more minutes, they arrived at the dairy farm.

  When it was time to get off the bus, a series of lowing cow sounds entered my ears. As I walked past a row of snow-white houses, I saw a group of IT elites divided into seven or eight small circles, each with a head of cattle. An San and three others went over to take a look, and found that they were all milking cows in high spirits. Old Anderson was holding a watch, seemingly timing them as if it were a competition.

  Saw several people at the residence of Mr. An, including Old Taylor and Anderson, who smiled and waved their hands.

  As I walked over to take a look, hey, these people were indeed quite standardized in their posture. Of course, I had never seen anyone milk a cow before, but after scanning the area, I found that most people's postures were roughly the same, probably because they had all undergone some simple training. The students who were milking cows sat on small stools with their legs clamped around the bucket, uniformly sitting on the right side of the cow, close to the udder, and milking in a standardized way.

  Then he asked Old Anderson, "They're quite busy, aren't they?"

  Anderson chuckled and said, "It's just for the experience, we've arranged it in groups of three, whoever squeezes in the most within the allotted time, each person gets a small reward, a belt buckle."

  After watching for a while, he found that some groups had already changed people one by one, and after watching for a while, Old Taylor pressed the button: "Okay, friends, time's up, let's see which group squeezed the most".

  Then they saw a group of people, each putting the squeezed milk together. One by one, they were placed on an electronic scale to weigh the quantity. No wonder it's said that female classmates have a talent for squeezing milk, the top two groups with the most milk were all girls' teams. Of course, the second place team didn't get a belt buckle. When the weights came out, the three girls in the group with the most milk immediately jumped up and cheered, holding hands. Next, Anderson handed over three shiny badges to the girls.

  After the prizes were given out, Anderson drove a few cows back into the big house. It was then that An discovered that Old Man Anderson's cows were all being kept in this big house.

  Next, Gu An followed Anderson and a group of Chinese tourists to visit Anderson's cattle farm.

  Living in a big house, it feels different from what I imagined. Before, Ju'an thought that raising cows was just letting them graze and eat grass normally, and when it's time to milk them, you just move a small stool over and sit down, like just now, carrying a small bucket, and everything is done.

  Only after moving into the big house did I realize how wrong I was.

  "Anderson said, 'This room is full of cows that are producing milk. They're fed mainly on silage and corn, which my farm doesn't produce - it's all bought from outside.'"

  Living in comfort, looking around, the clean path, snow-white railings, trees standing on both sides of the path, a neat and tidy herd of cows, uniformly welcoming everyone with their buttocks, as for their heads, they are stretched into the trough eating.

  A little girl with light yellow hair asked Andersen: "Do these cows need to be changed every day to clean up the cow dung?"

  "Anderson laughed and said: 'Here are all done with automatic manure cleaners, my farm doesn't have many people, it's too much trouble to clean up manually'".

  "He then said: 'When the temperature is high here, the fan will automatically open to cool down. If the temperature is too high for milk production, the automatic sprinkler system will immediately lower the temperature in the house. Always ensure that the cows are at the most suitable temperature, which is beneficial for milk production. In this way, during peak periods, one cow can produce up to 40 kilograms of milk per day.'"

  When I heard that a cow can produce so much milk in one day, I thought to myself, "Why not raise a few more cows? It's good for drinking too." But after thinking about it carefully, I realized that raising cows is doable, but who will milk them? Do I have to hire someone specifically to milk the cows? Their monthly salary would be enough for me to drink milk for a whole year. Forget it.

  Anderson took a group of people to visit the farm, including a small cow breeding area and a milking room. After a brief tour, Ju An and the other tourists felt they had gained a lot of knowledge. The milking process was not done by hand, but by machine. In the milking area, Ju An saw several large transparent bottles hanging neatly, with each cow fixed in a small compartment, its belly attached to a few soft tubes for milking. As Wang Fan would say, "This is really advanced!"

  Then think about it, and yes, with so many people raising thousands of head of cattle, if they still use manual milking and cleaning up dung, I estimate that people will be exhausted to death in a day.

  After introducing a circle, Anderson let a group of people experience the real cow pasture life, that is, how to add materials to cows, how to start machines, and so on, leading a group of people to personally experience.

  For those who are a bit interested in staying safe, I said hello to Old Taylor and Anderson, and then took Wang Fan and Wu Ming away.

  Wu Ming also complained: "I also want to go and experience life".

  "Going back I'll get Old Thomas to fix you up with a head of cattle and you can play around on your own."

  Wu Ming said: "Isn't that a beef cow? Can it be milked?"

  Wang Fan said: "This guy is simply lazy, as soon as he sees others working hard, he immediately slips away".

  "Damn it, if you want to work, go to my ranch, you guys get to work with a swing of your arms, I'll go for a ride on the horse, and the bean grass hasn't been ridden yet today."