Happy Little Mayor

To the surprise of Wang Bo, these farmers have good marksmanship. If they did not use a spear to pull back a round, then the farmers would privately laugh at him.

National conditions are different. After all, New Zealand is a country where guns are universally used by the people. As the world's number one violent organization, what will happen to American farmers ’marksmanship? The results speak for themselves, Bowen is proof ...

He couldn't help remembering a report on World War II that he had seen. At that time, no matter the country-communist party, training a pilot was very difficult. As long as he could fly an airplane, he was treated as a treasure.

What about Americans? Many of their farmers usually use agricultural aircraft to engage in agriculture. When the troops learn the principles of fighter planes, they can fly to the sky.

Do not talk about fighting skills, but only about flying skills. The level of American civilians is unmatched by any country in the world.

The marksmanship of New Zealand farmers is also the same. If there is a war, these people will be trained and they will be excellent snipers.

The crackling gunshot shocked the wild ducks to flap their wings and fly away, and the dogs on the ranch were far away. Only the indifferent expression on the face of the stout dog played a gun with the boring watching crowd around Wang Bo.

"This dog is good," a farmer praised.

The captain who was combing his feathers with his mouth fluttered, "Ah, nonsense! Ah, Mader's retard!"

"What is this little parrot talking about?"

"Ah, who is young, Mad?" The captain was anxious, and his voice was much louder.

Wang Bo hurriedly stuffed it into his pocket again, but fortunately it kept speaking Chinese, then the farmers fooled: "It said, ah, good marksmanship ..."

The farmers looked stunned and really believed what he said.

There are other activities in the back, which are still related to the beer bottles. This time the beer bottles are separated, and the farmers have picked up a small axe. This is a game of throwing an axe.

Seeing this, Wang Bo was helpless. His castle did not have such a small axe, so he could only watch these people play.

Throwing a small axe is a traditional game in New Zealand's agriculture. Many farmers like to throw an axe and throw it to practice their spare time.

When the first generation of Europeans came to New Zealand, it could be said that Kushiro was blue. They needed axe to cultivate the ranch and defend, so the flying axe game became a traditional competitive item.

Wang Bo watched the news before, and New Zealanders proposed to put this item into the Olympics, and felt that relying on this gadget could get a gold medal.

Hani also played this. Someone handed the axe to Wang Bo. He shook his hand and refused. Hani reached out and took it, swinging the axe handle in his hand, and aimed at the beer bottle and threw it out.

The axe whispered in the air, and it just happened to hit the bottle with the blade, and smashed the glass bottle.

A row of thumbs was raised, Rob said, applauding: "It's a good job, buddy, you don't seem to practice much."

Hani sighed: "Practice makes perfect. I am often scared by flying axes. I have learned this stuff over time."

Wang Bo: "..."

After the meal, we still have to discuss agricultural issues together. In addition, there are people who want to add machinery.

Wang Bo's farm is for investment, so he is not very good at deciding what to plant. It is best to harvest crops with a short cycle. However, these crops need someone to keep watching. He has no time to deal with.

If you grow fruit, it will be idle, but it will take several years for fruit trees to be harvested. At that time, Pharaoh thinks that the farm has sold itself.

Hani didn't understand his thoughts: "Boss, why do you want to sell this farm? Obviously, this is a good place with good quality and low price. You are not short of money, so why not keep it for yourself? You see, With more and more people all over the world, the land is becoming more and more valuable. Even if this thing does not increase in value, is it more valuable than cash? "

Wang Bo laughed and said, "I have a sunset town, what do you want here?"

"Can you come and take a vacation? You plant all fruit trees, and when you come on vacation in autumn, you walk in the fruit forest, don't you think it's a beautiful life?"

"There can also be fruit trees in Sunset Town."

"But it feels the same? Can you stay in sunset town forever?"

Wang Bo thought about it, "You're right, then grow fruit!"

New Zealand kiwis sell well all over the world, and Gala apples are also very famous, and they can be grown.

After a day of discussions and meetings, Wang Bo gained a lot of insights and gained some new insights into New Zealand's agriculture and animal husbandry industry.

There was only one day in the meeting. He originally wanted to return that day, and it was safe to drive at night in New Zealand.

However, after learning that there was a sheep auction in Kurau on Sunday, Mundo asked him for a ticket, so he decided to stay here, and go to the sheep auction tomorrow to see. Last time, he harvested the grass mud horse and Dong Tao chicken. Yet.

He was going back to the town to find a hotel to sleep, and Mundo laughed: "You might as well live in the town, the hotel in the city may not be in good condition."

Wang Bo asked, "Are you in the town?"

He didn't notice when he came over during the day.

Mundo pointed southeast: "Come with me, it's Ogma Town, the independent kingdom of New Zealand."

It was learned that Wang Bo was going to stay here, and many farmers invited him to stay at home for a night, but Wang Bo declined it. After all, he was unfamiliar. It was not good to be too close together.

In addition, Mundo calls this town an independent kingdom. He is curious. Is there any difference in this town?

The answer is no!

Mundo calls the town an independent kingdom because the town's facilities and shops are very complete. The entrance to the town is a seagull gas station, and a supermarket goes inside.

This supermarket has a lot of things. The part-time hardware store business has daily necessities, repair tools, and a variety of wood and mechanical parts in the yard.

In the center of the town is the post office and a bank, West Pacific Bank, Wang Bo said: "I have a good relationship with the bank's president."

Mundo thought he was joking, and he laughed and didn't answer.

There are many shops along the street and there are several hotels in the hotel. Mundo took him to the oldest looking one. It is a large wooden house. Even in winter, there are still flowers in the garden.

Wang Bo looked around and said, "The town is good and looks very lively."

He is an expert in this area and he is experiencing the construction of a modern town.

Mundo shook his head and said, "It's been a lot of recession, the economy is developing very fast, but the labor shortage is severe, and most of the young people have left here to make a lot of money outside. Also, who is willing to come here except us old guys?"

Wang Bo smiled and said, "Me, am I not here?"

Mundo also laughed and said, "Sorry, you know I didn't mean that. Anyway, the town's population is now growing negatively. It is said that the Wellington government is introducing policies to introduce immigrants, hoping that some skilled jobs will come to the town."

After hearing this, Wang Bo's eyes lit up suddenly. (To be continued.)