Happy Little Mayor

Wang Bo shrugged. The young man was tough and strong like a tough guy. He didn't expect to be so timid.

With his confirmation, the youth offered to reach out and said, "Well, it seems we have misunderstood. My name is Bowen Ronald, a cowboy from Texas. I'm glad to meet you. What's your name? Wang -Eight?"

"Wang Bo! Bo! Forget you to call me king." Wang Bo helplessly said.

"Wang- right?" Bowen asked hesitantly. "Isn't I right?"

Wang Bo also said that he realized his linguistic error after he said it. He wanted to remedy but it was too late. The commander of the army had howled: "Ah, Wang Ba! I'm Captain! Ah, ah! "

"Shut up, it's a king! Just send a note, king! King! King!" Wang Bo turned his head and growled.

Bowen narrowed his neck subconsciously, took a cup of coffee and took a sip, smirking: "Wang, my man, for God's sake, would you please speak quietly?"

Wang Bo glared at the captain again, and then asked Bowen: "Why are you coming to my castle?"

Bowen explained: "I am a wandering cowboy. I came to New Zealand in the second half of this year. I wandered on the North Island a few months ago and just arrived on the South Island this month. Then I heard that there is a particularly famous here Haunted castle, I want to explore. "

"You can explore with such guts?" Wang Bo asked in amazement.

Bowen was very upset with this remark. He frowned and said, "Hey man, I'm not timid. I'm a cowboy. The cowboy's courage is OK. To be honest, Chinese, as a Texas cowboy, I'm 1 year old. Can run, can mow grass at 3 years old, dry sheep at 5 years old, ride horses at 7 years old, master poker and stud at 12 years old, **** big MA at 14 years old, 16 year old wolf hunters 17 years old, bear hunters 18 years old, drag racing all over North America, and now I am 25 years old, do you think I'm timid ?! "

Pharaoh was speechless. Bowen was a bit nervous, so he asked tentatively, "Why are you wandering? Does your family know you are in New Zealand?"

Bowen nodded: "Of course, of course, I will report to them wherever I go. As for why I stray? This is a tough guy's life story, if you want to listen, I don't mind telling it again."

Wang Bo laughed and said, "I'm happy, it must be a moving story. It's better, I'll make something to eat, and let's talk while eating."

As a result, he said this, and Bowen was unwilling again. He solemnly said, "This is not a story! This is the real thing that happened to the tough guy. A little, a little, a little does not contain **** water! Real thing!"

Wang Bo was speechless. Didn't you use the word 'story'? Helpless, he had no choice but to say, "Yes, the truth, I said something wrong just now, so okay, you speak, I am looking forward to it."

Bowen asked in amazement: "Don't you say that you want to cook? Are you Chinese? I like Chinese food very much. When I'm in Dallas, I like to eat in Chinese restaurants."

Wang Bo was speechless again. This is not normal, but considering the world truth that the world eats the most, his words can be understood.

Bowen wanted to eat Chinese food, so he wanted to show it, and took out some carobs, pork, chicken pieces, tomatoes, eggs, etc. from the refrigerator, and quickly thought about a few dishes.

Cutting thin pork, Bowen walked in and said, "Wang, my dear, can you get me another cup of coffee? I have to say that your coffee is great, I bet Must be Blue Mountain Coffee, right? I've had it before, Blue Mountain Coffee, the best coffee! "

There is still a coffee pot, Wang Bo poured a cup of laughs and said, "No, it's Nestle coffee. I bought a large package of affordable packaging, and the amount is not increased."

"Instant coffee? Isn't it your ground coffee?" Bowen asked suddenly.

"Yes, instant coffee, what's wrong?"

"My **** father, I'm sure my taste buds just burned. How can I drink Blue Mountain coffee? Nescafe coffee is the worst coffee in the world, only **** Americans like it!"

"You are American."

"Yes, **** American!"

Bowen left with coffee. Wang Bo looked at his back and shook his head. This guy is indeed a little neurotic, but in the sandbox castle, there is indeed a green line stretching into the green mist on his body, which is still very thin in the morning. The green mist seemed a little denser.

The rice had to be cooked. He marinated the chicken nuggets with pepper, soy sauce, sugar and vinegar, and first made a stir-fried pork with green beans and pork.

Cut the lean meat into shreds and cut the green beans along the center line so that you can taste better. This is the trick of this dish.

Then sauté the **** with hot oil and stir-fry the shredded **** until the color changes. Add the green beans and stir-fry for a while with a little water to keep the green beans always green.

When the beans and meat are ready to be cooked, sprinkle with salt and monosodium glutamate. He doesn't use a lot of seasonings. Foreigners don't seem to like heavy cooking.

The green beans are out of the pot, and the chicken pieces are also marinated. Wang Bojia thickened with water starch, stir-fry the marinated chicken pieces, and finally wrap a bowl of sweet and sour sauce and fry with oil.

In addition, he cut the tomatoes, mixed them with sugar and balsamic vinegar, and made a cold dish.

At the table, Bowen first took out the cross on his chest and closed his eyes with a sincere expression. He murmured, "My lord Christ, bless the food and drinks of your servants, because you are sacred; as always, from today to forever Endless world, Amen. "

"Thank the lord." Wang Bo also prayed.

The captain shouted anxiously: "Ah, Wang Ba, ah, hungry!"

Wang Bo rolled his eyes, damn, forgot to smash the **** to prepare fruit.

Bowen took a bite of sweet and sour chicken nuggets, his eyes widened suddenly, and thumbs up: "Snow, awesome! God knows, I have never eaten such a great Chinese food, Wang, now I believe you are not Ghosts, ghosts cannot have such cooking. "

Wang Bo explained to him with a smile: "Actually, I am a mayor. When you look out from the mountainside, all the land you see will be the site of a new town. I am the town mayor."

"Really? Amazing, I believe you will build a super town!" Bowen said, chewing chicken nuggets.

Wang Bo looked at him and asked, "So Bowen, are you interested in staying in my town? I don't think it's going to be a wandering day, right? How about stopping your footsteps in my town?"

Seeing the poor figure and taking off his pants, this is the purpose of the king to entertain him warmly. He wants to leave this wandering cowboy. One is that he is too boring by himself in the past two days, and it is best to accompany him. He felt that although this guy looked nervous and timid, he could provide green mist.

The invitation from the mayor of Wang was sincere enough to see his clear eyes. Pharaoh felt that he was sincere and even moved by himself. Mobile users please visit http://m.piaotian.net