Happy Little Mayor

Although the restaurant is small, it is clean and organized.

The walls of the house are decorated with gold or large red mirrored flowers. This is a decorative style that was popular in New Zealand around the First World War. It has been restrained for a century.

The floor is covered with thick oak flooring, which may be due to the age. The floor has been damaged in some places, but the overall protection is very good, the luster is bright, and there is a comfortable feeling when you step on it.

The tables, chairs and floor are matched, and they are also the texture of the project. The decoration style is very rustic, and there are forks, shovel and straw hat on the wall.

Wang Bo laughed: "Is this a rural route?"

Parker shook his head: "No, the boss is a small farmer. These tools are what he usually uses."

Wang Bo was surprised, this was really unique.

He looked up carefully, and sure enough he saw a few hay shavings in the gap between the fork and the handle.

When the door was opened, a bell on the door jingled. The boss came out after hearing the sound and laughed: "Welcome, welcome, everyone, please sit down and have something to eat?" "

Parker reached out to him and said, "Hi, Uncle John, it's me, Craig."

The boss hugged him and said, "Know, my Craig, Uncle John has no old eyes. I just saw you at first glance. If it weren't for you, I would have to come out after a while. Well, there is a cow in the back. "

Wang Bo understood why he was delaying time. It is estimated that the boss changed clothes and cleaned it before coming out.

It is impossible for a small town to have a big meal, just to eat home-cooked meals.

Wang Bo asked Parker to make the decision. After Parker ordered some dishes, they waited.

The boss said that the weather was cold, and they were served a cup of hot beer.

Wang Bo took a sip, the mellow mellow taste, the wine tasted slightly, and the warm feeling was good.

"This beer is great," he said, "give us a little more."

They drank beer for a while, and the food was quickly set up.

The first is toasted bread in a cage drawer, the brilliance of bright croissants, the edges of the toast are slightly browned, and the bread is light but long-lasting.

Plates of dishes are then served, with homemade sauce with cheese, organic jam with earthen eggs, hot sauce with bacon, and some lamb risotto.

Regardless of food and dishes with a strong family style, it is natural to let everyone relax.

Uncle John finally brought a roasted leg of lamb and a pot of spicy pork sauce soup.

Wang Bo took a croissant and rolled it with tentacles to dip it in the sauce and eat it in his mouth. The savory bread and spicy broth made him appetite.

"How's it going?" Parker laughed, slowly rubbing his bread in the sauce.

Wang Bo said: "Indeed, you have chosen a good place."

Egg quiche is another delicious staple food. This meal is very different from other restaurants' meals. There are fewer dishes. Egg quiche and lamb risotto are both staple foods.

However, this is in line with local customs. How can farmers and herders in towns and villages have so much time and energy to make those delicate dishes?

When Wang Bo ate, he felt that many places in New Zealand are similar to China. Egg pie and mutton risotto seem to be very popular in the farmland of Greater China, right?

The meal was very satisfying and the taste was not very good, but it gave them a taste of returning to the origin of the village.

Wang Bo invited guests. Six people ate a lot of food, but only 150 yuan, which is quite cheap.

Back to the hotel to sleep at night, Uncle Bing suddenly jumped upstairs, and waved and caught a middle-aged man.

Wang Bo put on the police badge with a somber face and thought he was going to steal a horse. When the boss came out, he proved that the man was a farmer in the town.

The middle-aged man rubbed his wrist that was pained by the uncle Bing and said, "I know you have just returned from winning Christchurch. I watched your game. The local tyrant is a good horse. I want to see what it looks like. They have horses, but they are very poor. "

Maybe someone did stab them in secret, but after watching the vigilance and ability of Uncle Bing, it was very quiet in the middle of the night, not even people close to the stables.

At ten o'clock the next morning, they returned to the sunset town.

In the car, Wang Bo swayed to the left and right along with the music, and he was swaying. When he looked up, he saw both sides of the town's central highway, and Wuya stood by a lot of people.

After they arrived by car, people suddenly swarmed up and screamed wildly on both sides in front of the transport vehicle in which Tyrant King was riding: "Tiger King! Champion! Tyrant Gold! Champion!"

Wang Bo was startled and came out and asked, "What's going on? The celebration will start so soon?"

Anderson shouted, "Boss, this is the parade to win the championship! The local parade of gold to win the championship!"

Wang Bo smirked abruptly: "This **** is a bit too formalistic, right? It's a third-level race in a speed race, and you have to march after winning the championship?"

"Yes, wait for the parade after winning the sky contest in the spring." Eva echoed.

Kang Li, who is responsible for maintaining order, smiled bitterly: "Boss, Madam, everyone is very interested, you don't know, everyone has made money following the local tyrants."

"What?" Wang Bo responded quickly. "Have you bet on horses online?"

Anderson raised his hand and said, "I made a bet of 50,000 yuan, and I bought a local gold medal to win!"

Wang Bo gave him a punch, and said angrily, "Did you say that you would never gamble again?"

Anderson said in a grievance: "This is the opinion of my wife. Really, Barbara said that I would buy the local gold, and she said that we would support the local gold."

Others also cheered, waving the bet slip printed out in their hands: "I also bought local gold, wow wow, I bought 10,000 and earned 100,000!"

"Damn, I bought too little, it's 2,000 yuan. Fortunately, I pushed all in. Now there are 20,000 yuan."

"The next time I borrow money, I have to bet your money on gold!"

Wang Bo didn't expect a gamble to increase the gdp of Sunset Town so much!

It is learned that the local tyrant is back, and there are people running out of the residential area.

In this way, Wang Bo had to march to win the championship. Malone, wearing a golden medal, sat on the back of the local goldman, riding it around the streets.

The local tyrant took a few steps, and lifted the tail bala **** first of all, it is a good child who loves to clean, and the transporter is the place where it rests, so it had no **** before.

Wang Bo found someone to prepare for cleaning. As a result, more than a dozen Maori people went up and divided up the big horse shit, saying it was to be kept as a memorial ...

Pharaoh was stunned. This stepping horse is more than taste, this is crazy! (To be continued.)