Heaven is not beautiful.

Hearing that there was a rare snow in Monterey Bay, a young farmer in northern California turned white, helplessly took the newspaper in his hand, and muttered: "Don't snow tomorrow, don't snow......"

His name is Brown.

Yes, the Brown of Brown University, but this Brown has nothing to do with the Mr. Brown who donated to Brown University, it is purely the same name, and they are all called Brown.

Brown, 21 years old, had just taken over the ranch his father had left him before his death two years ago, which was 2,700 acres, which was a large ranch.

It stands to reason that ranchers who can have such a large piece of land should have no worries about food and clothing, and enjoy themselves leisurely, but this is not the case.

For more than two years, he has not only spent more than $300,000 in assets left by his father, but also has a debt of $400,000 in banks.

The Porsche sports car I bought before was sold, but now it is replaced by Mitsubishi, and the beautiful girlfriend I used to have is gone, and now it is replaced by five girls.

When the cowboys heard that they couldn't pay their wages, one of them drove a tractor to pay off their debts, and it turned out that there were only about 20 of the nearly 200 employees, causing Brown to get up every morning and go to the grazing himself, which was miserable in short.

and Han Qianshan, a rancher who has been exposed to his son and has a smooth journey, are completely two extremes.

The reason for all this is not that he wasted too much money, but because the more than 10,000 livestock raised in this ranch are all super divine beasts grass mud horses.

The name of the ranch is called "Alpaca Ranch", and in the past two years, it has been hit by the cheap alpaca wool in Australia, and the alpaca market in the United States has not been good.

Those cattle are the masters who can't stop their mouths for a moment, they can eat and pull, and they are still pampered and difficult to serve.

Let them go east and west, let them go south and north, you can't scold yet, and the next time you see you after scolding, you will spit.

In addition to the cost of feed, the electricity cost of the photovoltaic fan in summer is a lot of money, plus the ice cubes to cool off, the money is spent like water, a little slack, these guys will suffer from heat stroke, lie on the ground in pieces, and it will cost more money to treat the disease when the time comes.

The investment in them is huge, but the income is not much, the price of alpaca wool used to be high, and they can make money, but it has not been possible for the past two years.

Brown had the idea of selling these lowly sheep more than once, but after inquiring, he found that the market of these "uncles" was not good, and there were many people who wanted to buy this piece of land close to the Central Valley.

Before his father died, he repeatedly said that the pasture could not be sold, that was the land that his ancestors had bought with the beaver skins they had snatched after being shot by the Indians with a few arrows on the buttocks, and they could not be sold if they starved to death.

If he really listened to his father, then Brown would not be an American, but when he planned to sell the alpaca ranch, he found out that his father actually wrote "not allowed to sell" in his will, and if he wanted to sell it, it would be regarded as giving up his inheritance rights and donating the land to the state government, which killed his son.

Recently, he has to go to the warehouse every day, the mountain of alpaca hair, the whole person has lost a few pounds, and later found the dog beauty contest in the newspaper, Brown had an idea:

Why can't you pull these lazy people out for beauty pageants? The people in the city love these guys! If you can get the alpacas on fire because of this, then the sales of wool may go up!

Young and passionate, just do what you say!

He went door-to-door to 21 grass and mud horse ranches across California, persuaded them to participate in the grass and mud horse beauty pageant, and used the registration fees given by those ranchers to rent the world-famous Pebble Beach golf course for a day.

It's tomorrow, and if it snows, if no reporter is willing to come, it will be over.

Brown looked up at the sky and lamented his ill-fated fate......

Han Xuan was so sleepy that it was about to get dark, so he took a shower after dinner and planned to sleep.

At this time, the housekeeper of Erna knocked on the door outside, heard Han Xuan say please come in, and came over with an invitation letter.

Curious to take the white card, Han Xuan burst out laughing as soon as he saw the cover, four grass mud horses with big backs, all wearing sunglasses, a cigarette in their mouths, and their expressions were full of arrogance.

It reads: 1994 California Grass Mud Horse Beauty Pageant at Pebble Beach Golf Course in Monterey Bay, December 19.

When he opened it and found that it was an invitation with his name written on it, Han Xuan turned around and placed it at the head of the bed, and said with a smile: "I'll go over to play tomorrow." ”

"Two days ago, a young man sent me, and he looked very sincere, so I stayed. ”

Butler Erna said that countless invitations and fan letters are sent here every day, but not many come to the door in person, so he feels sincere.

Fat Ding saw the owner smiling happily just now, and curiously gathered in front of the invitation, and found that it was his old friend in the ranch.

In its eyes, all the grass and mud horses look the same, and they let out a long breath, their big eyes were full of envy, and they didn't think that they hadn't seen each other for more than a month, and these guys had actually become stars.

jumped out of bed and ran to the first floor, snatched a pair of Owen's sunglasses, bit his mouth and walked upstairs with a bewitching cat, put them in front of Han Xuan, and motioned for him to help him wear them.

Han Xuan was adjusting the alarm clock, and he was free to help it put it on, the sunglasses were too big, half-hanging on its fat face, and his head could only be tilted up.

Fat Ding came to the mirror and turned his head left and right to look, his tail was erected to express his happiness, and his appearance was stinky and beautiful.

Set the alarm clock for 1 a.m., and there should be news from Mexico.

Seven billion dollars can be fought several times, or the losses will be heavy, and the numbers game will be known in a few days.

I turned off the lights in the room, and I was so nervous that I couldn't sleep, and the 700 million dollars in 1994 were not so much in the foreign exchange reserves of some small countries.

When the black riots broke out in Los Angeles in '92, thousands of stores were smashed, 53 people were killed, thousands were injured, and the loss was only about a billion dollars.

Looking at the roof with his eyes open, he felt that he dared to make this big gamble based on his general impression of his previous life, and he was indeed quite bold.

Shorting the financial crisis is not an investment company, the development of enterprises can be found in the law, and the enterprises that lead the development of the times will definitely be popular.

But finance is different, if you make a little change in history because of yourself, it may lead to the failure of this short plan

Holding the fat man with fluffy hair who had just finished taking a bath, this guy hiccuped, and could smell the smell of milk, it was still early for him to go to bed, and he slapped Han Xuan's face with his meat paws, rolling in boredom.

Humming its own cat song in its mouth, listening to the rhythm like: "Jingle bell, ding bell, jingle bells, how happy we are skiing, we sit on the sled~"

Now many stores are playing this song, but from its mouth it sings, it becomes: "Meow meow, meow meow, meow meow"

Surprisingly, it's not out of tune!

Han Xuan's biological clock has reached its limit, and he urgently needs to sleep, and when this guy rubs his nose, the brain muscles beat, and he feels that he can't bear it anymore.

Quickly pick it up, open the door and shut it out.

"Boom!"

Fat Ding's eyes widened as he looked at the wooden door that was shut.

He was lying on the door, looking pitiful, meowing and begging for mercy (to be continued.) )