Wood was constantly being thrown into the fire, and the flames were blazing, and the autumn chill was suddenly neutralized. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Dozens of Maori dance and sing in circles around the fire, their voices rising and falling, while other Maori harmonize with the harmony as the night falls.

Bo Daddy looked at the Maori dancing around the fire and said, "It turns out that there are square dances in New Zealand too." ”

Wang Bo smiled and urinated: "Dad, that's not a square dance, it's a war dance, see it, are they constantly beating their chests and making punching movements?" It's a war dance. ”

Bo's mother couldn't help but speak: "They must be very fond of fighting, you see they are covered with tattoos, dancing and grinning, it's really scary." ”

Wang Bo explained: "Tattoos are a part of Maori culture, and this cannot be used as a basis for judging their personality, but on the whole, Maori people are more short-tempered and more likely to have conflicts with others. ”

Eva smiled, "Do you like tattoos?" ”

Wang Bo thought about it, there is a story in this, he was about to go to college after graduating from high school, and he wanted to get a tattoo at that time. However, he didn't get a tattoo to look good or pretend, but he was worried about being bullied in college in a foreign country, and getting a tattoo could fool people.

At this point, Bo Dad and Bo Ma agreed with him at the time, the second elder is not a very rigid kind of parent, they can accept a small range of tattoos on their bodies.

After finally thinking about it, Wang Bo decided to forget it, because once the tattoo is not easy to find a daughter-in-law, the circle he contacts is conservative, and the girls prefer clean and honest big boys to those prodigal sons with many stories.

There were tourists staying in the town, and the bonfires were very high, and they could be seen in the center of the town, and when they learned that the Maori were having a hangi dinner, the tourists drove in.

The Maori were very welcoming, and when they saw someone coming, they would do a war dance to welcome them, and they would whine and whine.

Tourists felt the goodwill and cooperated with the war dance, so that the circle around the bonfire suddenly became larger......

Aturu waved his arms and cheered: "Guys, jump up, jump up, guys!" Who else is coming? Come on, come on, let's raise our glasses and cheer! Woooooooooooooooo Mayor Mare, too! ”

Wang Bo saw that everyone was reaching out to him, so he had to stand up and pat his chest and scream.

Like a DJ, Aturu cheered, "Roar from our savage mayor, loud voice!" Whew! ”

"Whew!" "Woo!"

A group of people followed, the strong man went crazy, and the wagging tail also followed, and the dog's face expression was excited.

Aturu sat down and said happily, "Boss, how is it, isn't it interesting that there are many people?" ”

Wang Bo said: "Yes, it's very interesting, but you'd better pray that the fish we prepare is enough, anyway, the fish I prepared is prepared for fifty people." ”

Not to mention fifty, there are two hundred!

The only thing he should be glad about is that he didn't decide to stay in the ranch for a party, otherwise there are so many people, and the cows can be miscarried just by making noise!

Aturu didn't care, and said: "Of course it's no problem, in addition to beef and mutton, there are more than forty rabbits in it, and a hundred people can't eat these rabbits." ”

The rabbits produced on the ranch are very fat, and indeed, forty fat rabbits are enough for a hundred people to eat.

By about eight o'clock in the evening, it was completely dark and the Maori people began to shift the bonfires.

The crowd moved out of the way and shoveled the burning fire to the side, leaving a steaming clearing.

When the autumn breeze cooled the ground, a few Maori went up to lift the layers of earth, revealing tightly wrapped tin foil and gauze towels.

Open the tin foil and gauze towel, and a white steam rises into the sky like a sharp sword, bringing a mouth-watering smell of meat.

The Maori people all stood up and cheered, Wang Bo didn't understand, where did these guys get the energy, let him dance like this all night, and his legs and stomach would cramp.

A tourist next to him looked at the Maori who were digging up the fish with interest and said, "This is really interesting, you can't see such a pure Hangyi in the city!" ”

Someone else said, "Of course, you can't light fires, you can't have smoke, you can't make loud noises, that's why we're here in these towns." ”

Wang Bo was moved when he heard this, if Sunset Town wants to build tourism, it must get out of the characteristics, and returning to nature is a good feature.

Pieces of fragrant beef, sheep and pork were brought out, as well as whole hares and pheasants, and the Maori people were quite knowledgeable, so they sent them to Wang Bo as soon as possible.

The food delivered was complete, a piece of beef, a piece of mutton, a piece of pork, and a chicken and a fat rabbit each.

The smell of meat was tangy, Wang Bo raised his wine glass to signal to the Maori townspeople who came to deliver meat, and then drained the wine in the glass in one gulp, and the Maori people next to him bumped fists with him.

There was a lot of food, and he and his parents, Sister Eva, couldn't eat it, so they invited the tourists next to him to eat it together.

A white man took a bite and gave a thumbs up and said, "Great, oh my God, I'm going to eat my tongue!" Can Hangyi be so delicious? ”

Some people also exaggeratedly said: "I'm going to throw away my steamer when I go back, damn it, that steamer Hangyi is too inauthentic, this is the feeling of Hangyi!" ”

Wang Bo ate rabbit legs and asked, "Is there still a steamer Hangyi?" ”

The man next to him replied, "Yes man, it's kind of an innovation, dig a hole in the ground, bury an electric pot so that there is no flame, no smoke, and then the meat is stewed inside." ”

"That meat tastes like ****! I swear, I'm not exaggerating! ”

"Oh, brother, don't say that, you've succeeded in disgusting me!"

After eating the fish and meat, the tourists present did not fail to praise the deliciousness of Hangyi, seeing this, Wang Bo asked the tourists around him, and said: "If there is such a Hangyi every day, but you need to pay to buy it to eat, oh, just like eating a buffet, are you interested?" ”

"It depends on the amount of money, if it is within my means, of course I am willing to accept such a real delicious Hangyi once. Man, you can't eat anything like this anywhere else! ”

Wang Bo nodded his head to understand that, well, the Maori had to be an important part of his tourism industry.

Actually, the Maori wanted it to be like this, and after feasting, Aturu sat down and said, "Chief, there's something for me to warn you, guys. ”

"What's the matter? Salary? The salary will be paid when I go to work tomorrow. Wang Bo said.

"No, it's autumn, and the town's brick houses need to be painted, and you see, my guys are here, and they're happy to help you with that...... Of course, after doing it, I want Hangyi. Aturu grinned.

(To be continued.) )