1252 1236. A New Helicopter (2/5)

Chapter 1252 1236. New Helicopter (25)

There is a kitchen on the yacht, they boarded the boat, Bo's father and Bo's mother went to the kitchen, and prepared to fry the small whitebait for lunch.

The water of Lake Hawea is extremely clear, and there is no source of pollution around. Wang Bo also forbids people to dump garbage into the lake, so the water quality of the lake is very good.

This has the advantage that the small whitebait doesn't even need to be washed, and can be directly put into the pot.

Of course, Bo’s father and Bo’s mother cleaned the whitebait twice. These whitebaits are not dead yet, they were alive and kicking when they were cleaned. Bo’s mother said: “The activity is really great, and the hands of the fish’s tail hurt a little.”

Wang Bo said: "Mom, if this is the case, don't cook it first, New Zealand does not allow live fish to be deep-fried."

Bo's mother was stunned: "There is such a rule? Why? Fish can only be fresh if it is alive."

Wang Bodao: "New Zealanders think this is too cruel, wait a minute, pour out the water, wait until they are dead before blowing them up."

Bo’s mother said helplessly: “Isn’t it more cruel to suffocate them? Also, you can’t deep-fry live fish, so why can you eat foie gras? I watched TV and said that foie gras is taken from the body of live geese. .”

Little Loli came over and said, "That's right, so now the Animal Protection Association is asking New Zealand to no longer harvest live foie gras. Our teacher is a member of this association, and she even went to Christchurch to participate in the protest."

At this time, Atulu came over and said, "It's okay, I'm a Maori. Maori can fry fish directly, because that's how our ancestors ate it for generations."

Atulu's youngest son also yelled there: "My mother likes to deep-fry live fish. That way the fish tastes good, but if it dies, it will stink."

It is true today that fish can easily stink when they die. However, whitebait has no fishy smell, only the smell of water vapor, which is better.

Bo's father and Bo's mother discussed it, and decided to take a compromise method, pour the small fish on the stove, and watch those fishes roll in the batter as soon as they don't move for frying.

The batter is made by Wang Bo, and it is divided into two types, one is sweet and the other is salty.

The preparation is very simple, just add egg white and water to wheat flour, honey is added to the sweet one, salt and allspice are added to the salty one.

Bo's mother picked dozens of the largest small whitebait and put them in the soup pot to boil. She added lemon juice and a little milk to it, and stewed the soup like a New Zealander.

Eva said: "Mom put more lemon juice, I can't stand the fishy smell."

Bo's mother said: "Don't worry, my mother will definitely adjust the taste for you so that there is no fishy smell, and you will definitely not vomit after drinking it."

Wang Bo said with a hippie smile: "You pour some honey in it, I like sweet ones."

Bo's mother gave him a supercilious look and said, "You like sweet drinks, go drink honey water by yourself."

The small whitebait is very well cooked, put it in the oil pan and roll it for five seconds, and it will be fished out immediately.

At this time, the surface of the small whitebait is deep-fried to a light golden color, and the batter is only a thin layer, while the fish meat remains tender even though it is cooked, and it tastes delicious.

Bo's mother first put a small plate for little Lolita, and looked at the two drooling fat sons of Young President and Atulu, she said, "You eat with your friends."

The young president waved his hand and said, "Dai'er, let's eat first, I'm not hungry, I prefer fishing."

He is not interested in fried fish. After all, he comes from a wealthy family. What kind of fish has he never eaten?

Atulu's two fat sons were starving to death. Hearing Bo's mother's words, they hurried over and said, "Dai'er, let's eat together."

The little Lolita each gave a few, but his eldest son was speechless: "Dai'er, are you feeding the cat?"

Dad Bo exploded another batch, and Mom Bo gave it to Atulu's fat son: "Come here, eat these, here are more."

The little loli took a bite of a small fish, her lips were oily, and her fat cheeks were bulging, like a little hamster.

Wang Bo prepared cumin powder and chili powder as seasonings. He dipped some cumin powder and found it very delicious. The fish was so tender that the bones were almost invisible, and it tasted better than any fried fish.

When he said that, Atulu said while wolfing down: "Of course, this fish costs 150 yuan a kilogram even in the supermarket. What other fish is so expensive?"

The small whitebait is delicious, and taking advantage of the opportunity to catch it, Wang Bo sailed to catch a net every day.

However, if you eat too much of anything, you will get tired of it. After eating for a week, except Atulu, he still eats with relish. He, Uncle Bing and others have eaten enough.

At the end of April, Eva was going to have another check-up.

Wang Bo felt that it was not appropriate to take a small helicopter anymore. The comfort was too poor, and the speed of the EC-120 was not fast enough, which could no longer meet his needs.

So he contacted Cato Maric, who had sent him the EC-120, and said he wanted to buy a new helicopter and asked him to be a consultant.

Cato is sales manager for Eurocopter's New Zealand office and a member of the Private Helicopters Association, where he is an expert.

Wang Bo still chooses to purchase aircraft from Eurocopter Group, which will make maintenance and after-sales much more convenient.

Cato readily agreed and invited him to Oakland.

In this way, Eva was sent to the hospital for examination, and he went to the branch of Eurocopter Group in Auckland.

Cato was waiting for him at the entrance of the company. After meeting him, he shook hands first, then entered his office, and cut to the point: "I already know your needs, and I have prepared a few candidate plans for you, you can take a look. "

Wang Bo said, "Please introduce."

"Since you have an EC-120 now, you can continue to use the high-end version of the EC, such as the EC-130, EC-135, EC-145, which are all great helicopters." Cato said.

Wang Bo asked: "What is the best business helicopter produced by your company?"

Cato said without hesitation: "In New Zealand, there are two best business helicopters, the Super Puma EC225 and the Super Puma AS332. These two aircraft are twin-engine multi-purpose helicopters, so they may not be suitable for you."

Wang Bo asked: "In addition to household and business use, can they also be used for rescue and transportation?"

Cato nodded and said, "Yes, so if you only use it for home use, it would be too wasteful. You may have heard of the reputation of super pumas. They are more for police and military use."

Wang Bo pondered for a moment, he definitely won’t use it for military use, but for police use, he plans to refit the EC-120 completely into a police helicopter, so this time the luxury helicopter doesn’t need to have police functions.

Cato turned the computer to him and said: "I think the EC-145 is the most suitable for you. It just so happens that we have cooperated with Mercedes-Benz in the past two years and jointly launched a luxury EC-145 helicopter with quite luxurious features. , why don't you find out about it?"

Wang Bo nodded and asked him to introduce.