1089.Victory Parade (5/5)
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The walls of the house are decorated with gold or red mirrored drapes, a style of decoration that was popular in New Zealand around the First World War and has been restrained for a century.
There is a thick oak floor on the floor, which may be due to the age, and the floor is broken in some places, but the overall protection is very good, and the oil is shiny, and it feels comfortable to step on it.
The tables, chairs and flooring are matching, and the same is the texture of the project, and the decoration style is very rustic, with forks, shovels and straw hats hanging on the walls.
Wang Bo smiled: "Is this taking the rural route?" ā
Parker shook his head and said, "No, the boss is a small farmer, and these tools are what he usually uses." ā
Wang Bo was surprised, this is really distinctive.
He looked closely, and sure enough, he saw a few hay clippings in the gap between the fork and the handle.
When he opened the door, a wind chime connected to the door jingled, and the boss heard the sound before coming out after a while, and said with a smile: "Welcome, welcome, please sit down, what do you want to eat?" ā
Parker held out his hand to him and said, "Hi, Uncle John, it's me, Craig." ā
The boss hugged him and said, "I know, my Craig, Uncle John is not old and dizzy, the first thing I saw just now was you, if it weren't for you, I would have to come out after a while, there is a cow in the back giving birth." ā
Wang Bo understood why he was delayed, and estimated that the boss changed his clothes and washed them before he came out.
There can't be any big meals in a small town, just eat home-cooked meals.
Wang Bo let Parker call the shots, and after Parker ordered some food, they waited.
The boss said that the weather was cold, and they were served a cup of hot beer, "It's all made by yourself, you can taste it first, if it doesn't suit the taste, you can change it for free." ā
Wang Bo took a sip, the wheat was mellow, the wine taste was slightly light, and the warm feeling was very good.
"It's a great beer." He said, "Give us a little more." ā
They drank a beer for a while, and the food was quickly put on the table.
First of all, there is a basket of toasted bread, a shiny croissant, with a slightly browned edge, and the bread aroma is faint but persistent.
Then plates of dishes arrived, including homemade sauce with cheese, organic jam with eggs, spicy sauce with bacon, and some lamb risotto.
Both the food and the dishes have a strong family atmosphere, so it is natural for everyone to relax.
Uncle John ended up with a roast leg of lamb and a pot of spicy pork miso soup.
Wang Bo took a croissant, which was hot at the tentacles, and used it to dip it in the miso soup and eat it in his mouth, and the fragrant bread with the spicy broth made him appetite.
"How's that, it's not bad, right?" Parker laughed, slowly soaking the bread in the miso soup in his hand.
Wang Bodao: "Indeed, you have chosen a good place. ā
Egg cake is another delicious staple food, and this meal is very different from other restaurant meals, with fewer dishes, such as egg cake and lamb risotto.
But this is in line with the local customs, how can the farmers and herdsmen in the towns and villages have so much time and energy to make those exquisite dishes?
When Wang Bo ate it, he felt that many places in New Zealand were also very similar to China, and egg cakes and mutton risotto seemed to be very popular in the farmland of Greater China, right?
The meal was very comfortable, and it didn't taste very good, but it gave them a taste of returning to their rural roots.
Wang Bo invited guests, and the six of them ate a lot of food, which was only one hundred and fifty yuan, which was quite cheap.
When he returned to the hotel to sleep at night, Uncle Bing suddenly jumped down from the stairs and grabbed a middle-aged man with a wave of his hand.
Wang Bo put on the police badge and went out with a gloomy face, he thought that he was planning to steal the horse, but when the boss came out, he proved that this person was a farmer in the town.
The middle-aged man rubbed his wrist that was pinched by Uncle Bing and said, "I know that you have just returned from winning the championship in Christchurch, I watched your competition, and the local tyrant Jin is really a good horse." I want to see what it's like, and I've got horses, but they're all very poor. ā
Perhaps someone was indeed secretly coveting them, but after seeing Uncle Bing's vigilance and ability, the second half of the night was very quiet, and there was no one near the stable.
At ten o'clock the next morning, they returned to Sunsettown.
Wang Bo was swaying left and right with the music in the car, and he was swaying coolly, and when he looked up, he saw a large number of people standing on both sides of the road in the center of the town.
After they arrived by car, people immediately swarmed up, waving wildly at the transport vehicle on both sides and screaming: "Tuhao Jin! Champion! Tyrant gold! Champion! ā
Wang Bo was startled and came out and asked, "What's going on?" The party is starting so soon? ā
Anderson shouted, "Chief, this is a victory parade!" The victory parade of local tyrant gold! ā
Wang Bo laughed dumbly and said, "This is a bit too formalistic, isn't it?" It's a speed race in the third division, and if you win the championship, you have to parade? ā
"Yes, wait until we win the Sky Championship in the spring before we come to the parade." Eva chimed in.
Conley, who was in charge of maintaining order, smiled bitterly: "Boss, boss, everyone's interest is very high, you don't know, everyone has made money with the local tyrants." ā
"What?" Wang Bo reacted quickly, "You bet on horses online?" ā
Anderson raised his hand and said, "I placed a bet of 50,000 yuan, and I won by buying local tyrant gold!" ā
Wang Bo gave him a punch and said angrily: "Did you say that you will never gamble again?" ā
Anderson said aggrievedly: "This time it's my wife's opinion, really, Barbara said let me buy local tyrant gold, and she said we want to support local tyrant gold." ā
Others also waved the printed bet slip in their hands and cheered: "I also bought local tyrant gold, wow wow wow, I bought 10,000 yuan and earned 100,000 yuan!" ā
"Damn, I bought too little, it's only 2,000 yuan, but fortunately, I'm all in bet, and now I have 20,000 yuan."
"The next time I borrow money, I will also bet on local tyrants to win the championship!"
Wang Bo didn't expect a horse bet to increase Sunset Town's GDP so much!
learned that the local tyrant Jin had returned, and there was a steady stream of people running out of the residential area.
In this way, Wang Bo had no choice but to carry out a championship parade, Ma Long wore a golden medal and sat on the back of the local tyrant, riding it around the streets.
Tuhao Jin walked a few steps, without saying a word, he raised his tail and first, it is a good boy who loves cleanliness, and the transport truck is where it rests, so it has not pooped for a long time before.
Wang Bo found someone to prepare to clean it, but more than a dozen Maori people went up to divide up this big piece of, saying that they wanted to keep it as a souvenir......
Lao Wang was dumbfounded, this horse is not only a heavy taste, this is crazy! (To be continued.) )