Happy Little Mayor

It took more than half an hour from the airport to bypass the city to the location of the bach. By the time they stopped on the ring road, it was already bright.

The sun appears dimly in the east and the daylight is mild, so although it is in the cold winter season, it is actually not cold outside.

Bo Da took the princess out of her baby's arms and said, "It's not so cold, don't warm my granddaughter."

The princess was stuffed in and out, and her face was aggressive.

After Wang Bo got out of the car, standing on the mountainside and looking down, Reykjavik in the rising sun was exposed to his vision, uncovered and clean, as if just washed with shower gel.

The sun is rising, and the burgundy sun is sprinkled on the mountains, on the ground, and also on the western seas.

In this way, the rising sun is like a paintbrush, and the mountains in the north and east are dyed light red, while the vast sea water becomes more intense and dark blue.

Beginning at the foot of the mountain, houses are spread neatly and orderly. From the periphery to the city center, there are no large skyscrapers in the city.

Looking at Wang Bo, most of the houses below are small and exquisite. The roofs have various colors, red orange yellow green blue blue and purple. This looks a bit messy, but because the empty houses in the place are not dense, this sense of clutter can give People feel rich.

Seeing his concentration on the cities below, Morrison came over and introduced, "Look, that's the parliament building, that's the city hall, and Reykjavik University. If you look ahead, that's the National Museum and the University church……"

Wang Bo tried hard to watch, but could not tell at all. How could there be a building? Where is the cathedral?

Morrison also said here with relish: "The parliament building is very good? It was built from 1880 to 1881 and has been in existence for more than 130 years. It is mainly built from basalt and it is spectacular."

Bo Da heard the two chatting happily, so he came over and listened carefully. Although he had learned English, he was old and had no higher education, so he didn't learn well.

In this way, he couldn't understand the words of the two, and Eva next to him came up to me with a good translation.

After understanding Morrison's words, Bo Da looked at the so-called spectacular building and said, "It feels similar to our county government, but our county government seems to be granite."

Wang Bo now has an occupational disease, that is, what scenery and buildings he sees, he wants to learn.

After hearing the proud introduction of the parliament building, Morrison said to Eva: "Go back and invest the government again. This time, we will build a distinctive building."

Government reconstruction is necessary, with more and more office workers, and the three-story building can no longer accommodate it.

The bach hut is hidden in a deep beech forest halfway up the mountain, quiet and deep.

Battier said that this is a bach. In fact, this is a small villa with a total of two floors and built against a mountain. There are eight rooms in it, all wood, painted with white paint, eye-catching and cute.

Wang Bo opened the door and walked in. The inside was clean and clean. There was a circle of sofas in the living room, a home theater, a pool table, and a fireplace in the north.

Seeing Wang Bo's attention to the fireplace, Morrison hurriedly said, "Don't try to light it. The house has ample heating supply, and it should not be cold at any time."

Wang Bo noticed that the house was steaming, and he said strangely, "It's on the middle of a mountain, but there is heating supply? The government even laid heating pipes on the mountain?"

"We have abundant geothermal resources in Iceland. Our ancestors built geothermal heating systems in Reykjavik as early as 1928," Morrison said.

"Now after continuous drilling and expansion, 370 miles of hot water pipes have been laid throughout the city. There is exactly a geothermal heating point on this mountain, which extends a pipe, so this villa is so expensive."

Wang Bo didn't know the price of the house yet, he asked, "This house is expensive?"

"Yes, forty million!" Morrison sighed.

Eva was surprised: "Forty million ?!"

Wang Bo said: "His unit should be Icelandic krona."

The Icelandic krona is the local currency, and the exchange rate with the New Zealand dollar is close to 1 to 100. In fact, this house is only 500,000 New Zealand dollars, which is not expensive.

However, Iceland's house prices are low, and this type of villa on the mountain is not good, so it can be sold at Morrison's price.

Seeing Morrison nodding, Eva was relieved, and Wang Bo laughed and said, "You don't think it's $ 40 million?"

Eva said: "You don't think President Battier can't do it?"

In this way, Wang Bo also nodded. Indeed, the overbearing president really didn't take money as money.

Morrison helped them get their luggage over, introduced them to the room and the furniture, and was ready to leave.

Before leaving, Wang Bo asked, "Is volcanoes and earthquakes frequent here, right? How about that?"

Morrison wondered: "You are from New Zealand. Both New Zealand and Iceland are known as the country of the earthquake. I don't think you care about this."

"But I care about volcanoes," Wang Bo said. "I look at the data and say that there are volcanic eruptions here every day? Are we not on the volcano?"

The ice skate itself was formed by the eruption of volcanoes on the sea floor, and volcanic and seismic activities were indeed very active.

Morrison shrugged. "Sorry, we are indeed on the volcano, and there are many volcanoes hidden under Mount Sinai."

Eva smiled. "Then you tell us this is an extinct volcano, otherwise my husband will panic."

Morrison looked openly: "Why panic? Such things are beyond control. We are not God and can only face them. Since you choose to come to Iceland anyway, these should be expected."

Wang Bo thought about it, it really is such a truth.

Morrison left the car for them, and Eva asked him how to get down the mountain, and he smiled boldly: "I run, I love sports, yo oh, run!"

Zhuang Ding thought he was running by himself, and hurriedly hurried to catch up. The Pharaoh stopped it and shoved it into the room together with Xiao Wang.

Xiao Wang sat down obediently, and Zhuang Ding's eyes murmured there, and looking at the thief, he knew what bad idea was being hit.

In the kitchen refrigerator, there were only some sausages, meat and seafood, and lack of condiments and vegetables. Wang Bo decided to go shopping while the sky was bright.

He showed Bo Da and Bo Ma to watch the children and took Eva and Little Loli out to drive.

Eva showed reluctant love for the doll. When she left the hut, she immediately punched with excitement: "Wow, my wife feels the air is so fresh!"

A Toyota pickup truck left by Morrison, this is a car that Wang Bo specifically told him to drive, because ordinary cars can not accommodate hairy children such as Xiao Wang and Zhuang Ding.

They drove on the road, and as soon as they got down the mountain, a police motorcycle suddenly came over to signal them to stop.