Chapter 33 32. The Wandering Cowboy

Wang Bo shrugged. This young man has a firm face and a strong body like a tough guy. He did not expect to be so timid.

With his confirmation, the young man stretched out his hand and said, "Well, it seems we have misunderstood, my name is Bowen Ronald, a cowboy from Texas, nice to meet you, what's your name? Wang -eight?"

"Wang Bo! Bo! Forget it, you can call me Wang." Wang Bo said helplessly.

"Wang-huh?" Bowen asked hesitantly, "Didn't I just say it right?"

Wang Bo realized his slip of the tongue only after he said it. He wanted to make amends but it was too late. The army commander had already howled: "Ah, bastard! Ah, it's bastard! Ah, ah, you are bastard! Ah, I am the commander! Ah, ah!"

"Shut up, it's the king! Just say a single sound, Wang! Wang! Wang!" Wang Bo turned his head and roared.

Bowen shrunk his neck subconsciously, picked up the coffee cup and took a sip, and said with a smile: "Wang, my buddy, for God's father's sake, can you please keep your voice down?"

Wang Bo glared at the commander again, and then asked Bao Wen, "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 in the North Island a few months ago and just came to the South Island this month. Then I heard that there is a particularly famous cowboy here. Haunted castle, just want to explore."

"Are you so timid to explore?" Wang Bo asked in amazement.

This made Bowen very unhappy. He frowned and said, "Hey, man, I'm not timid. I'm a cowboy. Cowboys are very brave, okay? Let's be honest, Chinese, as a Texas cowboy, I'm 1 year old Can run, cut grass at the age of 3, worked sheep at the age of 5, rode a horse at the age of 7, mastered poker and stud at the age of 12, smoked mahjong at the age of 14, hunted wolves at the age of 16, hunted bears at the age of 17, and traveled all over the world in drag racing at the age of 18 North America, now that I'm 25, you think I'm a coward?!"

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

Bowen nodded and said: "Of course, of course, I will report my itinerary to them wherever I go. As for why I wandered? This is the life story of a tough guy. If you want to hear it, I don't mind telling it."

Wang Bo laughed and said, "I'm very happy. It must be a touching story. How about this? I'll make something to eat, and we can chat while eating."

As a result, when he said this, Bo Wen was not happy again. He solemnly said: "This is not a story! This is a real thing that happened to a tough guy. It doesn't contain any damn moisture at all! It's true!"

Wang Bo was speechless, didn't you use the word 'story'? Helpless, he had no choice but to say: "Yes, it's true, I was wrong just now, so well, tell me, I'm looking forward to it."

Bowen asked in astonishment: "Didn't you say you want to cook? You are Chinese, right? I like Chinese food very much. When I was in Dallas, I liked to go to Chinese restaurants the most."

Wang Bo was speechless again, this guy is not very normal, but considering the truth of the world that the world eats the most, his words are understandable.

Bowen wanted to eat Chinese food, so he wanted to show off, took out some kidney beans, pork, chicken nuggets, tomatoes, eggs, etc. from the refrigerator, and quickly thought of several dishes in his mind.

While cutting the shredded lean meat, Bowen walked in slowly and said, "Wang, my good man, can I have another cup of coffee? I have to say, your coffee is great, I bet It must be Blue Mountain Coffee, right? I've had it before, Blue Mountain Coffee, the best coffee!"

There is still in the coffee pot, Wang Bo poured him a cup and said with a smile: "No, it's Nescafé coffee. I bought a large pack of cheap coffee, and there is no price increase for the extra quantity."

"Instant coffee? Didn't you grind the coffee beans?" Bowen asked in amazement.

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

"My god dad, sure my taste buds just burned, how can I taste Blue Mountain coffee? Nescafé is the worst coffee in the world, only bloody Americans like it!"

"You are an American."

"Yes, damn Americans!"

Bowen took the coffee and left. Wang Bo looked at his back and shook his head. This guy is indeed a little crazy, but in the castle of the sand table, there is indeed a green line stretching on his body and blending into the green mist. It was still very faint in the morning The green mist seems to be a little thicker.

The meal had to continue. He marinated the chicken pieces with pepper, soy sauce, sugar and vinegar, and first made a four-corn bean stir-fry with green beans and pork.

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

Then heat the oil and sauté shredded green onion and ginger, add the shredded pork and stir-fry until it changes color, pour in the green beans, stir fry for a while, then add a little water, so that the green beans can always be kept green.

When the beans and meat are about to be cooked, just sprinkle salt and monosodium glutamate on it. He didn't use a lot of seasonings. Foreigners don't seem to like to eat heavy seasonings.

The green beans are out of the pan, just as the chicken nuggets are marinated. Wang Bo adds water starch to thicken it, puts in the marinated chicken nuggets and stir-fries, and finally mixes a bowl of sweet and sour sauce to coat it and fry it with oil.

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

At the table, Bowen first took out the cross on his chest, closed his eyes and showed a sincere expression, and murmured: "Christ, my Lord, please bless the food and drink of your servants, because you are holy; always so, from today to forever , the world is endless, Amen."

"Thank you for the Lord's heart." Wang Bo also prayed.

The army commander shouted anxiously: "Ah, bastard, ah, hungry!"

Wang Bo rolled his eyes, damn it, I forgot to prepare fruit for this cheap-talking little bitch.

Bowen took a bite of the sweet and sour chicken nuggets, his eyes widened, he gave a thumbs up and said, "Schete, it's great! God knows, I've never had such a good Chinese food, Wang, now I believe you are not A ghost, it is impossible for a ghost to have such cooking skills."

Wang Bo smiled and explained to him: "Actually, I am the mayor of the town. When you look out from the mountainside, the land you see is the site of a brand new town. I am the mayor of this town."

"Really? It's amazing, I believe you will build a super town!" Bowen said, chewing on chicken nuggets.

Wang Bo looked at him and asked, "So Bowen, are you interested in staying in my town? I think the life of a vagabond is hard, right? How about stopping your footsteps in my town."

This is the purpose of Lao Wang's warm hospitality. He wants to keep this wandering cowboy. One is that he is too boring to be alone these two days, and it is better to have someone to accompany him; He felt that although this guy looked neurotic and timid, he could provide green mist.

The invitation sent by Mayor Wang is definitely sincere enough, just look at his clear eyes, Lao Wang feels that being sincere can even move him.