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After a while, the stout boss turned around and handed the two of them two paper plates, containing the food they ordered, as well as two paper cups of coffee.

But when Jin Muchen saw the boss's face, he couldn't help but be startled.

This guy is not very tall, but he is very stout, his face is full of tattoos, reddish-brown skin, he looks vicious, and his inverted triangular head is full of small pigtails.

When he looked at Jin Muchen and smiled, Jin Muchen was so frightened that he almost didn't drop the plate in his hand on his face.

Seeing this guy's face, Jin Muchen had a thought, if this guy walks on the street in the United States, he definitely belongs to the kind of guy who makes the police have the urge to pull out a gun just by looking at his face.

"Your fried herring, and coffee."

This native with tattoos on his face should be very old, although he looks vicious, but when he speaks, he speaks softly, which makes Jin Muchen very surprised.

"Thank you. Morris. ”

Na Morin seemed to be very familiar with this Morris, greeted him, and then took Jin Muchen to a few small tables and chairs in the park in front of the dining car with a plate.

Jin Muchen was also stunned when he looked at it: "Why don't you pay?" ”

"Haha, I never pay to eat here."

Mo Lin replied with a smile, Jin Muchen was even more confused, what do you mean? Is it difficult for you or the tyrant here?

But you don't look like you with thin arms and legs!

"Hey, boss, why are their fish steaks so big, ours so small, why don't they pay, we have to pay?"

The two guys lined up behind them. At this time, he also got their order, but looking at the fish steak on his plate, which was smaller than the one on Jin Muchen and Mo Lin's plate, the guy couldn't help but shout loudly at the boss with tattoos on his face.

At this time, the boss had his eyes standing and his nostrils facing the sky. The thick and thin sea bowl, covered with tattooed arms hugged in front of his chest, and replied with a sneer: "Why? Just because he has the same surname as me, Manukau! ”

This sentence immediately made the two guys who were dissatisfied with their food immediately shut up.

"What? Could this boss be your father? ”

Jin Muchen looked at Mo Lin, who was sitting across the table and smiled secretly, and he was still a little confused, if this Mo Lin and the food truck owner are related, then he should also have indigenous blood?

But it doesn't seem to be so obvious, but on closer inspection. Only then did I find out that Mo Lin had dyed his hair, and his complexion was indeed lighter than that Manukau, closer to the white skin of a white man, and if he didn't look carefully at the phone, it was easy to confuse his complexion with the skin color of those white people who like to bask in the sun.

And his eyes are also brown, which is more in line with the characteristics of the aborigines.

"No, he's not my dad. He's a distant uncle of mine. ”

"Well, I really didn't see it before! What kind of people do you belong to? ”

Jin Muchen is very curious about the indigenous people in Australia.

"We're Maori!"

Maureen replied with a bit of pride. Jin Muchen suddenly realized.

There are several indigenous people in Australia, but the Maori are the most powerful one, and they are not only distributed in Australia, but also in New Zealand.

Moreover, the Maori race still has some blood relationship with the Gaoshan tribe of our Chinese treasure island. The two peoples can be said to be close relatives, which has been verified by DNA science in modern times.

"I've heard that among the Maori, only nobles, or warriors, are allowed to have tattoos on their faces. Right? ”

Jin Muchen seemed to be a curious baby, and he was full of curiosity about Mo Lin's family.

"Haha, that's right, not everyone can get a tattoo like this."

At some point, the tattooed Maori uncle came to the two of them and brought them a plate of croquettes.

At this time, there happened to be not many guests, so Uncle Manuko sat down directly and sat next to the two of them.

Jin Muchen also chatted with them, chatting while eating, the atmosphere was also harmonious, and soon he got to know the Manuko family.

As a Chinese, Jin Muchen is not used to eating such greasy fried fish in the morning, but this Morris's craftsmanship is really good.

And the eating habits in Australia are relatively simple, that is, barbecue beef and mutton, potatoes, green beans, carrots, etc.

Speaking of snacks, it is even simpler, in addition to foreign food, if you only talk about local specialty snacks, it is probably the famous snack that came to the United Kingdom, fish and chips.

Morris's fried herring was made of the finest herring, which he bought from the fishermen at the docks every morning before dawn.

Unlike other stores, which buy in large quantities from wholesalers, many of the processed fish steaks are compressed from leftovers left over by others.

Jin Muchen killed the fish steak and ate several croquettes with tomato sauce, these croquettes were stirred out with pork and beef filling, and they were also added with seasonings that are said to be the exclusive secret recipe of Manukao's family, the taste is quite unique, and it is very delicious.

I didn't expect to be able to eat such a unique and local breakfast in such an inconspicuous place, which made Jin Muchen very satisfied.

"By the way, when is Brother Carol getting married?"

Because there were not many guests, Morris had been sitting on their side and chatting with them, and while chatting, Morin suddenly asked.

"Next month!"

Morris took a puff of cigarette and replied, but his tone seemed to be a lot lower, because there were too many tattoos on his face, Jin Muchen couldn't feel the change in his expression, but he still heard some unhappiness in his tone.

"How's the preparation going?"

"Not how? Ay! You know, weddings cost money, and Carroll's wife is white, and they plan to do it according to the white man's wedding ceremony, you know we can't afford to go to church, so we have to rent a place and ask a priest to come over, and because the bride's relatives are also coming, we have to practice a few well-known local restaurants and let them be in charge of the buffet, which can cost a lot of money. ”

It turned out that he was worried about his son's wedding expenses? Jin Muchen also understood, the feelings of Morris don't look scary, but he is a good father who is very responsible.

In fact, the attitude of foreigners towards their children is similar to that of Chinese, as long as there are conditions and responsible, they are basically responsible to the end, like what eighteen-year-old wants children to be independent, drive children out of the house, although there are many such things, but there are also many parents who are similar to us Chinese.

"Isn't Carol doing a good job? To be honest, I was envious of the salary, didn't he save any money at all? ”

Maureen asked again, but Morris shook his head and smiled bitterly when he heard him say this.

"His job is indeed not low, but you also know that he is too young, often can't control himself, and likes to spend lavishly. After saying that your aunt was sick last year and spent a lot of money, he also spent a lot. There was still a little money left, and he bought a ring for Kelly, and there wasn't much left. I can't watch them get married with a bank loan, can I? ”

Morris replied, and Jin Muchen was very curious when he heard it: "What does your cousin do?" Is the salary high? ”

Although this question is a bit abrupt, everyone is now an acquaintance, and Maureen and Morris did not shy away from him.

"He works in a supermarket, and it's very easy to work every day, haha, I don't think you can even guess what he does."

Mo Lin laughed and said half-jokingly with Jin Muchen, when he said this, Jin Muchen was of course more curious.

"What the hell are you doing?"

"It's the one who collects shopping carts."

"What? Do you still envy this job? ”

Hearing Jin Muchen ask like this, Mo Lin and Morris both gave him a blank look.

"Hey, man, this is Australia, and you don't understand a lot of the rules. Let me tell you, he collects shopping trolleys at the supermarket, and his job is not easy to see, but he can earn thirty Australian dollars an hour! ”

“WTF！”

Jin Muchen almost didn't jump up from his chair.

"When Lao Tzu was in the distribution center, he was tired and tired of carrying a big bag every day, less than 30 dollars an hour, how did your brother earn so much? And life is still so easy? ”

Seeing him so surprised, Morin and Morris both laughed, there were many foreigners in the past, and after hearing about such a thing, their reactions were similar to Jin Muchen's.

So the two began to explain to Jin Muchen, it turned out that the reason why this was the case was also related to the White Australia policy implemented by the Australians back then.

In order to promote white education, the police forcibly took indigenous babies from their parents and sent them to technical schools or white people's homes, and forcibly gave them white education.

This policy has been implemented for decades, but it has destroyed countless indigenous families.

Later, the government stopped this discriminatory policy and apologized for what it had done.

However, in order to compensate the indigenous people, many preferential policies with domestic ethnic minorities have also been introduced, and there are preferences for the indigenous people in terms of education and employment.

For example, this kind of work of collecting shopping carts in the parking lot outside the supermarket is simple and easy, and the salary is very high, of course, only for the indigenous race, and white people can do this kind of work if they want to, but they will not give you such a high salary.

There are also the kind of people who drive garbage trucks and collect garbage from house to house every day, most of them are indigenous, and the wages they pay are definitely several times higher than that of white people. (To be continued......)