Bengtie: Is your pure and beautiful destiny serious?

Once upon a time, Cheng An thought that "cowboy" was a very cool profession.

Yellow sand, cowboy hats, warriors on horseback, superb marksmanship, one-on-one shooting duels that determine the winner and the loser, and wooden taverns filled with tobacco and malt juice.

All in all, it looks like the desolate and wild West.

But in reality, cowboys: herding, raising horses, driving cattle, manually feeding various animals, carrying hay, taking care of cubs, and being vigilant against thieves stealing their own animals.

The most important thing is that in order to take good care of the cows, sheep and horses on the ranch, I get up earlier than the chickens and sleep later than the dogs every day.

Cheng An looked at the calf in front of him, showing off the hay he had just put there, and yawned loudly.

Except for the excuses that Teacher Danheng gave her on the first day, every day after that she would step onto the grass to work at sunrise and then go home to eat at sunset.

It was unbelievable that the regular schedule that even the Pure Knights had not forced her to follow was actually achieved here. In Tsygannia, she used to lead the team out hunting in the afternoon.

Cheng An secretly gritted his teeth and shed two tears of determination. He was careless, only focusing on the exciting and handsome days of cowboys licking blood from the muzzle of the gun, ignoring that the reason why cowboys are called cowboys is because, as the name suggests, their job is really to herd cattle!

Such a simple and lifelike means of survival, and it’s so damn reasonable.

She looked at Poteo who was not far away. He looked at his horse with increasing happier expression. He raised his hands and rubbed its mane vigorously. The horse was also very human-like and licked Poteo's face. Both man and horse were full of energy early in the morning.

Then he tilted his head to look at the other side. Teacher Dan Heng had no discord among the cattle. In most cases, artificially raised cattle were emotionally stable creatures. Coincidentally, Teacher Dan Heng was also emotionally stable, so there was almost silence in that direction. Cheng An even suspected that they used eye contact to communicate across species.

So she was the only one who was so sleepy that she almost kowtowed?

Sensing his companion's lack of energy, Dan Heng walked over.

He was really popular among the small animals. The cows and sheep that he had just fed were reluctant to see him leave and followed him towards Cheng An.

"Are you still not used to getting up early?" He stretched out his hand and pulled up the person squatting on the ground with drooping eyelids.

Perhaps it cannot be entirely Cheng An’s fault. It has been a long time since we have had such peaceful days.

Although there were many things to do, the two novices were not given the chance to do the really complicated work, and the heavy and tiring work was much less demanding for them. Most importantly, perhaps because Potio was too famous, no one came to harass the ranch where he worked, so it was very safe.

So there aren't even any enemies here.

She now even feels that the biggest challenge every day is to open her eyes and get up at sunrise, peel herself off the warm bed and walk into the misty morning.

Waking up early on the first day was painful. I got up to herd the cattle.

I got up early the next day, it was painful, and I got up to move the hay.

On the third day, I woke up early, painfully, to comb the horse's hair.

Cheng An, oh Cheng An, how could you be so depraved! You are so lazy and yet you hate getting up early?

Waking up early on the fourth day, painful.

"Life here is so comfortable. Every day I have to look after the animals, take care of them, move things and look at the grass. I'm feeling like a degenerate." She answered while yawning.

"Oh? We are trying to make a living here, and you still think it's comfortable? You are very courageous." Hearing Cheng An's words, Potio came over and joined the conversation.

"Since you think it's comfortable here, why not come with us to experience some uneasy days?" The tall cowboy, who was a head taller than the two of them, whistled in a cool manner.

"What kind of restless days?"

"An employer has asked us to drive the cattle to the vicinity of the train. This is a skilled job for our industry. Would you like to join us?"

"What's so uncomfortable about this?"

"Once you leave the ranch, there are no limits on the cattle. Correspondingly, there are no limits on the criminals on the road, so you need thugs and someone to feed them."

In other words, once the cowboy, the cattle and supplies are out of the safe range, the next step is the exciting part where strength speaks volumes.

They are indeed not at ease. They fight whenever they go out. It's a wild folk custom.

"Okay, Teacher Danheng and I will go." Cheng An nodded. She was confident about being a bodyguard. She was the perfect person for this mindless job.

Seeing that his friend had made clear arrangements for him, Danheng agreed.

"But I thought that the excitement in the eyes of cowboys would be a one-on-one duel with guns, or various fighting skills, and finally a group of people drinking a few jugs of malt juice with peanuts in the tavern." Cheng An thought about the impression of Portio in his mind.

"Hahahaha, of course we have these! You have good taste, little girl. Why, you want to go too?" Potio was obviously very interested in and familiar with what she said.

I think it's because these two days, considering that they are new here and look sophisticated and meticulous, Portio doesn't want to teach them bad lessons, and also because he wants to watch them make sure they don't get into trouble on the ranch, he hasn't had enough fun for a long time.

Hearing that Cheng An actually knew a lot, he showed an eager expression, and his eyes seemed to shout: You have good taste, you pass!

"No, she doesn't want to go." Dan Heng, who seldom spoke, interrupted the two people who were about to hit it off.

"Why?" Potio and Cheng An both tilted their heads to look at him and asked in unison.

"First of all, according to my unclear memory, Cheng An, you can't drink." The familiar eyes looked at the girl seriously, causing some dead memories deep in her brain to attack her again.

That horrible party will always hurt me.

"Secondly, fighting skills are completely rule-free and unrestricted for her. If you don't want her to get too excited and suffer an irreversible disaster with a shake of her hands, I suggest you don't compete with her." He turned his target to Potio and expressed to him how dangerous Cheng An was.

After all, once the spring of the music box is pulled out, it is very easy for it to collapse if you shake your hand. He noticed this in the Dragon Master's Hall, and Cheng An also knew the truth from him.

"Finally, it would be best if both of you have good drinking habits and don't destroy things after drinking in the bar. In the end, Mr. Nick and Ms. Grey will be needed to rescue them."

You even brought up the other person's parents. What threatening words!

Cheng·Chunmei's social death is still vivid in his mind·He gets drunk after just two sips·He is a bad boy but loves to play·An fell into silence.

Bo, now known as Lloyd, is indeed a very unstable drinker. He really wants to fight Cheng An. Theo diverted his attention.

Dan Heng looked at the two people who had stopped talking: "..." He knew it.

"Hehe, what tavern, what fighting skills, how can they be more important than the work commission, right, Abo, abo, Brother Lloyd? Let's discuss what you said about going to the train station." She blinked wildly at Potio, indicating that she should not make Teacher Danheng unhappy for the time being.

"Ah, yes! I tell you two green hands, it's a hard job to get a herd of cattle on the train in one piece, and we'll have several guys with us."

Potio, who was about to refute Danheng, was reminded by the parents in his words.

Indeed, if he fought too hard with the little girl, and in the end he, an adult, had to trouble his parents to intervene, it would be a disgrace to him. So the wisdom of the world told him that it would be wise to cooperate with Cheng An at this time.

Instead of going to the bar and gambling big, it would be nice to let the two outsiders see the exciting daily work of a cowboy. After all, he is a reliable adult and an older senior, so it is not wrong for him to set a good example in raising children.

Thinking this, he began to seriously introduce the details of this trip to them.