HLM – Chapter 933 Extravagant Cows, Excellent Cows

Hearing this, Leonard congratulated him in advance. “Then you’ve really come to the right place, buddy. I have to say, you might just be the biggest winner today. When water buffalo were first introduced to New Zealand, they were extremely expensive, but they’re not suited to the environment of either the North or South Island. Now many ranchers are selling them at low prices.”

Wang Bo smiled. Indeed, this was exactly why water buffalo couldn’t fetch high prices in New Zealand.

Besides, he dared to buy these two types of water buffalo for another reason—the Heart of the Ranch. With both the hot spring and the Ranch Heart, he believed these water buffalo would thrive.

After deciding on a few targets, Wang Bo waited for the auction to begin.

Before leaving, Leonard suddenly gave him a mysterious smile. “Wang, you definitely came to the right auction today.”

Wang Bo nodded. “Yes, I know. I can buy the water buffalo and those dairy goats.”

“Not only that. For the opening lot, I think you’ll be very interested. You’d better win it—you won’t regret it.” Leonard maintained his mysterious air, then drifted away.

At ten o’clock, the morning session of the auction began.

The Coolau auditorium was one of the most luxurious buildings in the area. A massive screen stood directly in front of the stage, just like in a cinema. When the auction started, the screen displayed a welcome message.

The auctioneer walked out wearing white gloves and officially announced the beginning of the auction.

“Next, let’s welcome our first auction item. But before the bidding starts, on behalf of the organizing committee, I invite everyone to watch the following video!”

Hearing this, the ranchers around Wang Bo muttered, “What’s with all the mystery? Just hurry up and sell it so we can go have a good meal!”

Wang Bo was about to joke back when a deep voice boomed from the speakers:

“In the dairy farms of the Saudi desert, eight thousand employees work day and night to carefully tend to eighty-six thousand animals. Among them, fifty thousand dairy cows are milked twice daily, producing a total annual output of 12,400 liters per cow. Their milk is made into fourteen different dairy products and delivered by one thousand freight trucks to thirty-four thousand customers across the Persian Gulf.”

“The cows are fed corn, straw, grains, and molasses, supplemented with minerals and additives. The water they drink is natural well water, pumped from wells two kilometers underground and cooled using fifteen-meter cooling towers.”

“And the cowsheds are fully air-conditioned, forming an empire of barns across multiple farms. Under these conditions, one of the most legendary dairy breeds in modern history was born!”

As the narration continued, the giant screen played a video.

The cinematography was impressive. First, a vast golden desert appeared. Then the camera pulled back to reveal a green oasis—inside it, a ranch.

Many dairy cows lived on this ranch. But strangely, these cows were all skinny as sticks. Wang Bo was stunned. Were these cows abused? The dairy cows he knew were all plump and sturdy.

“Safi cows!” Peterson exclaimed beside him. “Are they auctioning Safi cows?”

“What are Safi cows? Why haven’t I heard of them?” Wang Bo asked humbly.

Peterson didn’t answer. He was staring intently at the screen. “This is the Safi Dairy Farm in Saudi Arabia, right? Boss, look closely—this is the Guinness-certified largest dairy farm in the world. Some say it’s built from pure gold.”

Wang Bo said, “If you want to see it, just go to Saudi Arabia. What can you learn from a video?”

“You don’t know?” Peterson turned to him. “Just like the Japanese treat Wagyu cattle like treasure, the Saudis treat Safi cows the same way! From what I know, ordinary people aren’t allowed into the ranch. All workers there sign strict confidentiality agreements!”

Wang Bo was shocked. “All this… just for dairy cows?”

“Of course! The milk they produce is supplied only to the wealthy, politicians, and celebrities. I’m not sure if their ranch is made of gold, but I absolutely believe their milk is liquid gold!” Peterson said.

The video continued, explaining how the breed came to be.

There was an old saying in the Middle East: Saudis can go without water but not without milk. Wang Bo knew this well—milk and dairy products had always been essential on Saudi tables, and Middle Easterners loved them.

In 1973, when Arab countries imposed an oil embargo on the West, the West retaliated with sanctions—one of which included tightening milk imports.

In that situation, Saudi Arabia realized its food supply, especially dairy, depended entirely on imports. If they ever encountered a food embargo, it would be disastrous. So the Saudi government poured money into building their own dairy industry, and the Safi Dairy Farm was born.

Cattle need water and grass. Good cattle require excellent water and grass.

At Sunset Town, the beef and lamb were so high-quality not just because of the Level-3 Ranch Heart, but also due to the Ling Spring water.

But Saudi Arabia? Completely desert.

Growing grass in the desert was outrageously expensive. The Saudis didn’t blink. Any problem money could solve wasn’t a problem.

Ordinary grass seeds can’t grow in the desert? Fine—buy the best grass seeds in the world. All the grass seeds for the farm were imported from Australia and the UK.

Then came the water problem. Deserts lack water? No issue—they were next to the sea. Just desalinate seawater.

All irrigation water on the farm came from desalination, costing dozens of times more than normal fresh water.

The farm’s irrigation systems were entirely American-made, spraying water evenly like drizzle—perfect for growing grass.

From the video, Wang Bo could see the lush, circular fields—one connected to another—like emerald jewels in the heart of the desert.

After spending enormous sums to build the farm, would they raise ordinary cows?

The screen switched to show the selection of breeding stock—purebred dairy cows imported from Europe and Canada, each worth a fortune.

To transport these “special passengers,” the Saudi government rented several modified cargo planes and flew them in by private airlift.

At this point, Wang Bo was completely stunned. And so were other ranchers unfamiliar with this breed. The hall erupted in chatter:

“They used modified private cargo planes to move cows?”

“Damn! Middle Easterners are insanely rich! Why go this far for dairy cows? Why not just buy milk from New Zealand? We don’t embargo anyone!”

“I only want to ask—does this dairy farm need more staff? Oh, don’t misunderstand—I’m not going there to raise cows. I just want someone to raise me like a cow.”

Cousins sighed, “I always thought the boss was a big tycoon… but now I know—this is what a real tycoon looks like!”