My Manor

One million dollars is a small matter. The relationship with the local government is actually what Jiang Hai values most.

Well, of course, if one million dollars can be saved, it should be saved.

This time, Jiang Hai understood that this was also a face he gave to the local government.

Because in the United States, the governments of various regions are actually not unified, especially the county governments, which have many tricks.

The most powerful department in the United States is not the FBI, not the CIA, and not the US IRS, which is said to be the sword of Damocles hanging over the heads of all people, but the county police department.

According to the explicit provisions of US laws, the director of the county police department is elected by all localities. He is not only independent of the local county government, but also integrates the functions of criminal, judicial, and system matters.

In other words, they are the ones who arrest people, and they are also the ones who sentence you in court.

Therefore, almost everyone arrested by the county police department is convicted very quickly, because they do not need to face other judges and juries. They are the judges and juries, and even the prisons are under their control.

Such a highly centralized department would be really troublesome if the county government did not firmly control it.

If the state government really let someone else manage the county police station here, and they had to deal with things every now and then, the county government would probably have a headache. So, they intentionally conveyed such a message to Moses Adams. Obviously, they are much more sensible than this old man. What's the point of just coming to beg Jiang Hai?

If you don't have enough sincerity, you can't open the hearts of capitalists like this...

But obviously, Jiang Hai is not a real capitalist. Compared to those old guys on Wall Street, he is at most a small trader who leaves when he sees profit. So, when he saw the intention on the paper, Jiang Hai agreed.

"Thank you so much, so much!" Morris Smith obviously knew what was on the paper. Although he knew that Jiang Hai agreed not because of his pleading, Jiang Hai agreed anyway, which was the most important thing. The old man said to Jiang Hai with excitement on the spot, and the jobs of those people in the police station were saved.

"Boss, the cows are finished. This is the meat you want. I don't know if our cows are well-chosen or if the Feng Shui here is good, but we just randomly picked a cow to kill, and we actually slaughtered a premium-grade beef. It's..." Just when the atmosphere here eased, Jiang Hai's door opened, and Burke Dahler walked in with a smile on his face, carrying three large pieces of beef. However, when he saw the situation inside the house, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and at the same time, his eyes were on the woman who came with Moses Adams. His eyes were dull for a moment, and the woman also looked at him lightly and stopped looking at him.

"Well, how's the beef?" Seeing the awkward atmosphere, Jiang Hai couldn't help but stand up, walk in front of Burke-Daller, and say to him with a smile. After hearing Jiang Hai's words, Burke-Daller reacted.

"Well, the quality of the beef is quite good, and the meat yield is also very high. We chose a 1,600-pound bull, and the whole meat we killed was more than 1,000 pounds, almost reaching the maximum limit of 65% meat yield, and the meat quality is also very good. The brisket and chest have reached the preferred level, the shoulder, top brain, rump, and outer ribs have reached the special level, and a large part of the eye and tenderloin have dense marble patterns, reaching the excellent level. We weighed them, and the weight of these two pieces of meat is about 160 pounds. If we sell these pieces of meat, we will get back the money for this cow, and we will also get the money for feed and buying new cows. The rest is pure profit. Boss, should we sell this meat?" After a pause, Burke-Daller remembered the purpose of his coming here this time and hurriedly said excitedly.

Whether the beef is good or not mainly depends on whether there are marble patterns, but this is just like gambling on stones. Before the beef is killed, no one knows how good the marble patterns are. It is not an exaggeration to say that one cut can lead to heaven or hell.

The only difference is that old cowboys with many years of experience can probably make an estimate in their hearts.

But today, the cattle that Robbins and his team killed were just randomly selected. After all, these cattle have only been here for less than a month. Although they look good, what good can cattle bought in the market in a month be?

According to their estimation, even if there is marble, the meat yield is only about 3 to 5 percent. That is, from a thousand pounds of beef, 30 or 50 pounds would be good, and the quality is not expected to be very good—not superb, just fine. But they did not expect that in just one month, the cow would not have undergone a drastic change, but at least the meat had shocked them. The meat yield of the whole cow was more than a thousand pounds. Not to mention that the marbled beef alone— that is, the beef of the best quality or above— accounted for 70 percent of it, and only the neck and shank did not have it.

Of these 700 pounds, 300 pounds were of the best quality, and more than 230 pounds were of the best quality. The last 100 pounds were actually of the best quality. This time, they were dumbfounded.

According to the market price, of course, it is the selling price. The average price of premium beef is 375 US dollars per pound in the United States, the price of selected beef is 130 US dollars, and the price of selected beef is 50 US dollars. Calculated, 160 pounds of premium beef alone is worth 60,000 US dollars, 230 pounds of selected beef is worth 30,000, and 300 pounds of selected beef is worth 15,000. In other words, these meats alone are worth 100,000 US dollars. Of course, this is the retail price outside. They can't sell it at such a high price, so they give a 30% discount.

But these 700 pounds of beef alone are worth 70,000 US dollars, plus those scraps. It is not a problem to sell a cow for 75,000 US dollars, and the cost of buying a cow is only 1,000 US dollars, plus the cost of labor and feed, about 2,000 US dollars, and the remaining more than 70,000 is pure profit!

Of course, you can't expect that all the cows are like this, but according to Jiang Hai's estimation, after a month of domestication, at least 3,000 of his 20,000 cows are at this level. It is estimated that it is unlikely to sell more than 70,000 for the remaining 16,000, but it is still very likely to sell more than 30,000, which is why he dares to fight with that company.

"Gulp..." Hearing Burke-Dale's words, Moses Adams couldn't help swallowing his saliva. Since he was the lawyer selected by the Express Company for Jiang Hai, he naturally did an investigation on Jiang Hai, and he also did the most basic fixed asset investigation.

He knew that the main profit project of Jiang Hai's manor was beef cattle, nearly 20,000 heads. He calculated it based on the normal beef cattle prices in the United States. The price of buying and selling a beef cattle was one thousand US dollars, but when it was raised well and sold to the slaughterhouse, the price would not be too outrageous—that is, it would be sold between three thousand and four thousand US dollars.

Jiang Hai's 20,000 cows are estimated to be worth only about 60 to 80 million, but this is active money, which comes every year.

Moreover, Jiang Hai's ranch can raise 100,000 cows. If he raises 100,000 cows, he will make hundreds of millions of dollars a year.

So, in Moses Adams's view, Jiang Hai is a potential stock. Maybe he is not as good as those people on Wall Street now, but as long as he concentrates on raising cattle, he is not without a future. But now he knows that he was wrong.

How could Jiang Hai be a loser? If his 20,000 cows were of this quality, then these 20,000 cows would be worth more than 1 billion US dollars! Thinking of this, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva, as if he had grabbed a golden thigh.

"What are you selling? I've been here for so long, and I haven't eaten premium beef yet. Cut half for me, and give the remaining half to Mrs. Philemon. I'm going to eat this tonight... Ladies and gentlemen, in our China, everyone who enters the door is a guest. If you don't have anything to do, let's have dinner together tonight." Hearing Burke-Dale's words, Jiang Hai's mouth curled up. He knew this would happen, so apart from being excited, he didn't show too much. Although Jiang Hai was short of money now, he didn't need these tens of thousands of US dollars. Moreover, this was the first time he killed a cow on his farm, so he naturally wanted to try it.

"Okay!" Hearing Jiang Hai's words, Burke Dahler also laughed. Although he had been grazing for so many years, he had never eaten premium beef. Except for the cattle ranchers who occasionally ate a piece, the rest were sold to those top western restaurants, and these top steaks in these western restaurants were sold by the ounce.

One pound is equal to 16 ounces. One ounce is about half a tael according to the Chinese measurement unit, but the average price of this half a tael of beef is more than 20 US dollars. A steak, about eight ounces, costs hundreds of US dollars. Ordinary ranchers are reluctant to eat it, let alone for these cowboys. But Jiang Hai is willing to do so. Although he is a bit stingy sometimes, he is still very generous when it comes to eating.

Hearing Jiang Hai's words, Burke Dahler went directly to the kitchen with the meat, cut off most of the best part, put it in Jiang Hai's freezer, and left Jiang Hai's home with about 70 pounds of beef.

"Penelope, we don't have anything to do tonight, do we?" Moses Adams said with a smile, looking at the beef that Burke-Dale brought out. Hearing his words, the girl next to him also checked.

"At three o'clock in the afternoon, there is another meeting about energy..."

"You don't have to attend that meeting. If you attend, you will just listen to those old men talking nonsense." Before the girl finished speaking, Moses Adams waved his hand to stop her from saying the rest. As expected of a fresh graduate, he is really honest.