565. 551. Fish Hang Yi (2/5)
Chapter 565 551. Fish Hang Yi (25)
Atulu led 20 Maori to dig holes for wooden pillars, while Wang Bo led others to dig a fat storage pit, which was also 50 meters long.
He prepared the excavator in advance, the machine rumbled, and a big hole appeared on the ground.
The excavator raised the iron wall, and a yellow hare was sitting in the bucket blankly...
There are many rabbit nests in the ranch, so the chances of digging down to find a rabbit are not small, and you will encounter it at the first time.
After reacting, the hare wanted to run away. The big Maori man next to him had quick eyes and quick hands, kicked it up and kicked it away.
The Maori next to them didn't think it was cruel. The hare was just food for them, and it has been like this since ancient times.
The excavator started, and the outline of the fat storage pit was quickly excavated.
Wang Bo spat on his palm, waved a shovel and started to work first. He wanted to renovate the fat storage pit and then put cement on it.
More people nearby were ping-pong-pong swinging big yellow hammers, one after another pillars were put into the pits and then smashed into the depths of the ground, and finally fences were enclosed and the roof was closed, so that a stable was formed.
The animal husbandry industry in New Zealand is very developed, and the construction of the pens is also very convenient, just like an assembly line. The pillars, fences and roofs are all made in factories, just like a building block house, which can be assembled.
A calf pen can accommodate 40 calves, and five pens need to be built to accommodate a total of 200 calves. There are also five cow pens, but the construction is much more troublesome than the calf pen.
Wang Bo thinks that the construction of the Mavericks Circle is just like a play house. There is no need to even use blueprints. He only needs to dig a fat storage pit, and then put pillars in front and block it with a fence. Drinking water line, that's it.
But the cow pens are not good. The cow pens pay attention to a lot. Some adopt a semi-closed building model, and some use a separate and closed building model, and so on.
In addition, compared with the small cow pen, the cow pen is much taller, the main ridge is 3.8 meters high, the eaves are 2.1 meters high, the span of the cowshed is ? The length of the house is 100 meters!
The height of the fence installed is also different. The height of the fence in the cow pen is 1.5 meters, and additional reinforcement is required to prevent the cow from overreacting during pregnancy, which will knock over the fence.
In terms of roofs, the cow pens are even more particular. There are bell-tower-style cowsheds, half-bell-tower-style cowsheds, and double-slope cowsheds, etc. Different roofs can cope with different climates.
In the afternoon, Bowen and Peterson briefed him on the construction of the cow pen: "After discussion, we decided to use a bell-tower-style roof, that is, to set a light tower that runs through the horizontal axis on the roof of the double-slope cowshed..."
"Why does it look like a skylight to me?" Wang Bo asked suspiciously while looking at the drawing.
Peterson shrugged and said: "OK, you can understand it this way, they are two rows of skylights. You know, the head skylights can increase the light factor in the house, which is conducive to air convection and better ventilation in the house, but it is not good for winter protection Keep warm."
This is nothing. There was no cattle pen last year, and these cattle survived the winter safely. The winter in the South Island is not so cold. After all, the northern side of the ranch is the Southern Alps. There are high mountains blocking the air convection, so it is not very cold.
The professional ranch construction was handed over to more professional people. Wang Bo quit and went to prepare fish.
Beef, mutton and pork are ready-made, and a lot of rabbits have been caught in building pens. Tomorrow's Hang Yi can add a rabbit meat, in addition to fish.
With the heart of the lake, Wang Bo can control Lake Hawea. The next day, he took a fishing net and a fishing rod and sailed into the lake. He said he was going fishing, but he didn't need any tools at all.
Sitting on the boat and opening the sand table to find Lake Hawea, he just clicked to collect vegetables on his mobile phone. When he encountered a big fish in the water, he reached out to fish it out, and put the fish in the bucket.
When the strong man saw him going out to sea with a fishing rod, he happily followed him, ready to go fishing together.
As a result, it was stunned when it got on the boat. Wang Bo waved a fish and waved a fish here, and he didn't need a fishing rod at all.
The strong man looked at it stupidly, and then it learned to raise its front paw and shake it, but no matter how much it shook its paw, no fish appeared out of thin air...
In half a day, forty or fifty big fat fish entered the freezing chamber, mainly trout, yellowtail and freshwater perch, especially freshwater perch, because they can grow very fat.
At noon, he brought the fish that had been slaughtered on the lake to the pier. He asked someone to lift the box down. Someone lifted the lid to look at it, and said in surprise, "Mayor, you are really a good fisherman."
There are still a few small boats on the lake floating slowly with the autumn wind, and there are also people fishing with fishing rods on them, but the harvest must be far less than him.
At this time, the ranch changed drastically from the past. Fourteen or five pens were erected out of thin air on the ground. Of course, the construction was only rough, and water lines and lighting systems would be added later.
The drinking water system of the town comes from Shuangzi Lake, so it is enough to connect the water pipes of the pens to the drinking water pipes of the residents.
The lighting system is simpler, because the air pollution is light, and solar energy in New Zealand is very developed. He installed solar panels next to each pen, which can collect solar energy and use it, saving trouble and money.
In the afternoon, several Maori began to prepare for the Hangyi party. They wanted to hold it in the pasture, but Wang Bo refused and asked them to hold it on the grass next to the pasture. Otherwise, there would be continuous bonfires at night, and the cattle and sheep in the pasture would be scared to death.
The location doesn't matter, the Maori borrowed an excavator, and with a shovel down, there was a big pit, and then they laid stones in it, and began to put meat and fish in it.
The Maori people have such a virtue. When they learned that there was a hangi party, people from the Maori residential area came here in the afternoon, including the elderly and children, and more than a hundred people came here.
Wang Bo couldn't say anything, because many of them were family members.
But it’s easy to do things with many people, so they kept busy and quickly filled a pit of fish. Some people brought their own vegetables such as potatoes and broccoli, and put them in together, covered them and lit the fire.
It was still bright, and a big fire was burning. In the evening, the flames shot straight into the sky, as if a volcano had erupted.
After seeing it, Atulu sighed: "This is the real Flame Mountain!"
Wang Bodao: "Then you drink and sing inside?"
The big Maori man laughed and said, "I mean, although this is the real Flaming Mountain, it's not as stylish as our Flaming Mountain Bar."
After the pens were built, the shirtless Maori men gathered around the campfire to drink.
The wine is brought by themselves. For a party of this size, if it is an official party, it must be applied in advance. New Zealand has strict control over alcohol.
However, if the Maori bring their own alcohol, then nobody cares.