Chapter 1104 1089. Winning Parade (5/5)

Chapter 1104 1089. Winning Parade (55)

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

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

The floor is covered with a thick oak floor, which may have been damaged in some places due to its age, but the overall protection is very good, the oil shines brightly, and there is a comfortable feeling when stepping on it.

The tables and chairs are matched with the floor, and they are also the texture of the project. The decoration style is very rustic, and there are things like forks, shovels and straw hats hanging on the wall.

Wang Bo smiled and said, "Is this the country route?"

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

Wang Bo was surprised, this is really distinctive enough.

He went up to look carefully, and sure enough, he saw a few hay clippings in the gap between the fork and the handle.

When the door was opened, a wind chime attached to the door jingled, the boss came out after a while after hearing the sound, and said with a smile: "Welcome, welcome, please sit down, what do you want to eat? "

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

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 wasn't for you, I would have to wait a while to come out Well, there's a cow giving birth behind."

Wang Bo understood why he was delayed. He probably came out after changing his clothes and washing them.

It is impossible to have any big meals in a small town, just home-cooked meals.

Wang Bo let Parker call the shots, and they waited after Parker ordered some dishes.

The boss said that it was cold, and served them a cup of hot beer. "It's all homemade beer. Try it first. If it doesn't suit your taste, you can change it for free."

Wang Bo took a sip, the aroma of wheat was mellow, the taste of wine was slightly light, and the warm feeling was good.

"It's a great beer," he said. "Give us some more."

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

The first is a basket of toasted bread, bright and bright croissants, with slightly browned edges, and a very light but long-lasting smell of bread.

Then came the platefuls of meat with homemade sauce and cheese, free-range eggs with organic jam, bacon with salsa and some lamb risotto.

Regardless of the food and dishes, there is 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 gravy.

Wang Bo took a piece of croissant, which was hot with the tentacles, and was used to dip it in the miso soup and eat it in his mouth. The fragrant bread paired with the spicy broth whetted his appetite.

"How about it, isn't it good?" Parker smiled, slowly soaking the bread in the miso soup with his hands.

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

Egg pancakes are another delicious staple food. This meal is very different from the meals in other restaurants. There are fewer dishes. Egg pancakes and lamb risotto are both staples.

But this is in line with the local customs. How can farmers and herdsmen in towns have so much time and energy to cook those exquisite dishes?

When Wang Bo ate it, he felt that many places in New Zealand were similar to China. Egg pancakes and mutton risotto seemed to be very popular in the farmlands of Greater China, right?

This meal is very comfortable, the taste is not very good, but it gives them a taste of returning to the original country.

Wang Bo's treat, six people ate a lot of food, only 150 yuan, which is quite cheap.

Going back to the hotel to sleep at night, Uncle Bing suddenly jumped off the stairs and grabbed a middle-aged man with his hands.

Wang Bo put on his police badge and went out sullenly. He thought he was planning to steal the horse, but when the boss came out, he proved that he was a farmer in the town.

The middle-aged man rubbed his sore wrist from Uncle Bing and said, "I know you just came back from winning the championship in Christchurch. I watched your race. Tuhao Jin is really a good horse. I want to see what it looks like, and I also I have raised horses, but they are all very poor."

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 no one was even near the stable.

At ten o'clock the next morning, they returned to Sunset Town.

Wang Bo was swaying left and right in the car to the music, and he was swaying happily. When he looked up, he saw a lot 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 and screaming at the transport vehicle where Tyrant Jin was riding on both sides: "Lord Tyrant Gold! Champion! Local Tyrant Gold! Champion!"

Startled, Wang Bo came out and asked, "What's going on? The celebration started so soon?"

Anderson yelled, "Boss, it's a championship parade! A gold medal parade!"

Wang Bo couldn't help laughing and said, "Isn't this fucking a bit too formalistic? It's just a three-level speed race. If you win the championship, you have to parade?"

"Yes, it's better to parade after winning the Sky Contest in the spring." Eva echoed.

Kang Li, who was in charge of maintaining order, said with a wry smile: "Boss, proprietress, everyone is very excited. You don't know, everyone has made money following the local tyrant Jin."

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

Anderson raised his hand and said, "I bet 50,000 yuan, and I will win if I buy the rich gold!"

Wang Bo punched him and said angrily, "Did you say you never gamble again?"

Anderson said aggrievedly: "This time it's my wife's opinion. Really, Barbara told me to buy Tuhao gold, and she said we should support Tuhao gold."

Others also waved the printed betting slips in their hands and cheered: "I also bought local gold, wow, I bought 10,000 yuan and made 100,000 yuan!"

"Damn it, I bought too little. It was only 2,000 yuan. Fortunately, I put it all in. Now I have 20,000 yuan."

"The next time I borrow money, I will bet on the rich money to win the championship!"

Wang Bo did not expect that a bet on horses would increase the GDP of Sunset Town by so much!

Knowing that the local tyrant Jin has returned, there are still people running out of the residential area in a steady stream.

In this way, Wang Bo had no choice but to carry out a parade to win the championship. Ma Long wore a gold medal and sat on the gold back of the local tyrant, and rode it around the streets.

The local tyrant Jin took a few steps, and raised his tail to defecate without saying a word. He is a good kid who loves cleanliness. The transport vehicle is where he rests, so he didn't poop for a long time before.

Wang Bo asked someone to clean it up, but more than a dozen Maori went up and divided up the big pile of horse shit, saying they wanted to keep it as a souvenir...

Old Wang was dumbfounded, this horse riding was more than a heavy taste, it was crazy!