Lisko’s American Life

"The red neck is Shiles from Dawn Ranch, the chunky one is Soth from Soth Ranch, and Bayer from Phoenix Ranch next door,,,,"

Lisko recognized them one by one. If he didn't come today, he didn't know that there were so many pastures near Garrison.

The music started to play on the DJ stage, and Lisko also swayed to follow the rhythm of the jazz.

Lesko, who had just left, patted Lisko and motioned him to go upstairs. Lisko put down the wine glass and followed Less away from the crowd in the yard that started to be in high spirits.

Although this was an unspecified gathering for the ranchers to discuss matters, there were still many cowboys and people in the town coming to participate, but the ranchers would leave the table and go to a special room.

Lisko followed Les upstairs to the innermost room in the corridor. Less pushed open the door first, and it was already smoky inside. Lisko looked into the room and saw Colt first, and there were already more than a dozen people in it.

"Okay, everyone has arrived, everyone, this is Li Ke, the great writer of Li's Ranch."

Les introduced to the people in the room,

Lisko greeted everyone and sat next to Colt. The two brothers looked at each other and smiled, knowing that their mission today was not to express their opinions.

Less first handed out a cigar, and Lisko took it and took a closer look. It was a flower of the famous French cigar brand Selva. Introduced by Master Cigars in 1995, this cigar is a unique cigar because of its various vitolas that are characteristically unique in the wrapper and filler inside each individual. Medium-bodied, with notes of cedar, wood and dried fruit. One of Lisko's senior brothers liked this flavor, and Lisko followed him a lot, so he recognized it at a glance.

Lisko holds the head end of the cigar with one hand, lights a match, and waits until the flame burns steadily so that the cigar and the flame are at a 45-degree angle, light the cigar and turn the cigar slowly, first preheat the cigar, and burn the match to a third Extinguish the flame for a while, then light a match, continue to light the cigar when the flame is stable, turn the cigar slowly, and extinguish the match when it burns halfway. When the match is hot to the touch, extinguish it and let the cigar simmer for a while. Then use a cigar cutter to cut off the cap. After Lisko finished doing this, he was about to start enjoying the scent of the cigar. When he looked up, he suddenly found that the ranchers in the room were staring at him blankly.

"I've smoked this before, and I usually like to smoke cigars," Lisko explained to everyone.

"Okay, Li, I didn't expect you to have such a hobby. We'll have a good conversation later. I still have two fine hawalas. Let's try it later." Less sent an invitation to Lisko with surprise. .

"Hawala in Cuba? So let's just say that?" Lisko is also very interested. Hawala is the king of cigars. Lisko has always only heard of its name. I am fortunate to taste it today, of course. Not worth it.

"Less, that's not right. No matter how you entertain us, you have to take out your hahawa and send one to each person."

"What are you dreaming about? Shells." Les smiled and countered Red Neck Shells, "Hawala only produces 3,000 pieces a year, and most of the shares are directly bought by the prestigious consortium. The two of mine are one and the same. It was given to me by a very powerful person, and it is worth at least a thousand dollars, and the Selva flower you are smoking now costs a hundred dollars, and it is really feeding the cows to eat peonies."

When Shiles heard that the cigar in his hand was worth a hundred dollars, his relaxed body tensed up. He timidly put the cigar in his coat pocket and put it away, muttering to himself, "I don't know, a For a hundred dollars, you can buy a good lamb."

Les didn't bother to argue with such an inexperienced person. He saw that everyone had already lighted their cigars happily, and clapped their palms.

"Everyone,"

"Everyone may have heard of it. We gathered for a few days to discuss a way to save the dwindling income of our ranch. If it continues, many of us may go bankrupt if we don't finish this year." Leith's expression was full of worry. He has lived in the ranch since he was a child, and now he is also engaged in ranch work. He is also very anxious about the deserted environment. Although his ranch can hold up this year, it will be better than those small ranches in the long run. Where to go.

"Everyone of us here is an authentic western cowboy, Shiles, it's already the third generation that your family's ranch has been handed down to you. When your grandparents came here to open up the land, is it rare to be buried in your hands?"

Les began to roll names,

"And Soth, your ranch is famous for its excellent wool. Rarely do you want to throw away the reputation of Soth's wool in the west?"

Les watched everyone bow their heads and began to talk about his purpose.

"Recently, a travel company contacted me. In recent years, although our ranch industry has been deserted, the country's overall financial situation has developed rapidly. The world's economy is prosperous, and more and more people are beginning to like to travel everywhere. We want to adapt our ranch here into a tourist attraction to experience cowboy life. Let’s talk about your own views. Damn politicians increase taxes and make it more difficult for our already crisis management. If we don’t change, we can only go bankrupt and change careers. already."

The atmosphere in the room suddenly quieted down, everyone lowered their heads and did not speak. The music outside the room was still playing, forming two worlds with the silence in the room.

"It's not that we disagree, we just don't know how to do it, whether we can make money, if it doesn't work, and the ranch is not done well, isn't it a waste." Soth, who had been thinking for a long time, said, he is a long-term A middle-aged man with a beard, with a bulging body and well-developed muscles, it can be seen that he is really working hard.

"In this way, you don't have to worry, the tour company will have a special person to guide you, and the projects tourists come to us to experience are taking pictures in the lavender fields, buying denim supplies, experiencing cows, shearing sheep, horseback riding, milking and other projects. Running the ranch won't matter," Les explained patiently.

Lisko listened to it and thought it was good, of course, compared to other ranches.

"Why do travel companies like us here? Do you think Garrison is the only one? They have a lot of choices, but we are famous for lavender in Codorola, and Denver is a famous cultural capital, we just pick up Denver's A little scattered tourists, who have experienced the culture and heritage of Denver, can come and visit us on the way.”

Les spit out all his thoughts, and he had a clear conscience. Everyone in the province thought he had gained some benefit from it, so he stood by the wall smoking a cigarette and holding his hands, waiting for everyone's answer.