"Puff, puff..."
While herding cattle is actually quite leisurely, Yan Fei rides on horseback with a little pistol, firing shots casually now and then.
The cattle he bought have been delivered, only about four hundred. Over a dozen cowboys expressed that this number is not enough for fuss. So when the few horses purchased arrived, Yan Fei beca idle, and during downti, he took to shooting rabbits with the little pistol—there’s no shortage of rabbits on a ranch that had been unused for a period; their figures can be seen even in broad daylight.
Although Yan Fei’s marksmanship is pretty good, shooting rabbits while riding is a bit tricky. Just as herding cattle can be quite dull, he took advantage of the free couple of days to practice.
The horses aren’t thoroughbreds but were bought from nearby ranches. They’re trained enough that even Xu Xiaoyan tried riding them without issues. However, when they start running, shooting at targets from horseback becos quite challenging—even those inexperienced with guns can calculate using middle-school math that a gun muzzle tilted a milliter can send a bullet veering significantly off target over fifty ters.
Being outside is really nice; quite a few folks at ho now know he isn’t in the country, so they generally won’t contact him unless it’s sothing particularly important. As a result, the phone calls have decreased, and his peace has increased considerably.
However, leisure is fleeting. He didn’t wander much before riding back ho.
Arriving at the new ho on the ranch, he found Xu Xiaoyan and Daniel, along with two strangers, waiting for him.
Yan Fei dismounted, and Daniel introduced, "Mr. Yan, this is Mr. Adolf. Mr. Adolf, this is the owner of Morning Glory Ranch, Mr. Yan Fei."
The parties shook hands, and Yan Fei invited them, "Let’s go inside to talk!"
In Australia, using water isn’t as simple as drilling a well for personal use; there are various strict laws and regulations. If you’re uninitiated in these matters, it can be quite overwhelming.
Additionally, water usage is categorized by purpose—for example, if you want to drill a well for drinking water on your ranch, there are certain requirents, and if it’s for an irrigation system, there are others—the most lenient category is for setting up irrigation systems on ranches.
The reasoning is simple: since beef is for human consumption, the pasture for cattle requires water to be of high quality and quantity, and the water for cattle drinking also undergoes regular testing—there’s a specialized agency conducting these tests.
According to ordinary thinking, it would seem that humans are treated worse than cattle. Personal well drilling for drinking water is restricted, yet setting up an irrigation system is permitted. However, upon reflection, it makes sense; in an agricultural country, everything serves agriculture, particularly animal husbandry.
Irrigation systems are convenient for control, allowing water resources to be utilized more efficiently. Under stringent water control policies, this is the most encouraged thod.
Yan Fei’s pursuit of an irrigation system seems unnecessary to outsiders. His ranch is large enough to rest assured that rainfall would suffice for thousands to tens of thousands of cattle.
Yan Fei, however, is focused on having the best pasture for future fattening and breeding. Not only pasture but also planting so crops—whether used as feed or for sale, is beneficial for the farm’s developnt. In the future, he might consider hiring more workers and finding tasks for them.
Adolf is the person Yan Fei requested to commission for the ranch irrigation system; he also represents the ranch in official negotiations, handling the necessary paperwork.
The original ranch docuntation was quite complete, although it had been unused for a period, reactivating certain operations isn’t troubleso. The governnt would surely welco investnt, making these tasks easily manageable, albeit mundane. For Yan Fei, it’s preferable to spend so money and have soone else do the legwork.
Half an hour later, Adolf, along with his assistant, a stack of thick agreents, and Daniel, left. Yan Fei then cozied up with his wife to prepare lunch.
The workers have temporary accommodations on the ranch, but Yan Fei doesn’t dine with them as he did back at Sancha River—working together when necessary is fine, but communal dining is unnecessary. Besides, how can it be a quality al when shared?
Although preparing lunch, the ingredients are sourced from the dinosaur world; Yan Fei rely handles the cooking.
After several busy days, the couple finally had so leisure ti, and naturally, seized the opportunity to enjoy their alone ti.
"It feels too vast here at tis!" Xu Xiaoyan genuinely remarked.
The ranch spans several dozen miles; around them, it’s just their household and over a dozen workers—it’s rare to see anyone else. Without the internet to pass the ti, once the novelty wears off, it indeed seems sparsely populated.
"Forgot to bring the Golden Eagle," Yan Fei said after thinking for a mont. "Earlier, soone called—I only found out then. If the two Golden Eagles were here, they’d alert to any outsiders."
Such simple tasks like warning of strangers, flying Golden Eagles can easily handle.
"Then you could keep a few birds here," Xu Xiaoyan suggested. "There are wedge-tailed eagles, they’re quite large, and they can catch rabbits and snakes."
"I’ll look for a couple of young eagles to keep here," Yan Fei said without needing much consideration; finding a few young eagles is quite easy.
In the afternoon, Yan Fei and Xu Xiaoyan set out on horseback; the ranch is so large that cowboys can only track the herd, and if they wander too far, it goes out of sight.
When Yan Fei reached a place with no one around, he sent the two horses and his wife into the dinosaur world, then transford into Xiaohei the bird to beco a bird thief.
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