883. 868. The Historical Conflict Caused by Beggar Chicken (4/5)

Chapter 883 868. The Historical Conflict Caused by Beggar Chicken (45)

To catch these purple water chickens, we can only rely on the strong men, because Wang Bo and his party are very difficult to get.

Purple water chickens are too cunning, they will not approach when they see someone in the flower field, and a group of people can only shoot to hunt them, because there are many tourists by the lake, so it is not appropriate to shoot.

Fortunately, these little guys are very powerful, and then the fat cat brothers also ran over with one in their mouths, and the fat faces were very proud.

They can't catch up with these birds, but the two brothers are good at lurking. There are many aquatic plants by the lake, they lurking in it, and the purple water chicken can't find it.

In this way, when pheasants come ashore, they will suddenly pounce and catch them easily.

Atulu sat listlessly in the car and said, "Boss, can't we just watch?"

Wang Bo said impatiently: "You can go catch it, run and catch it, just to lose weight."

Uncle Bing said: "Atulu, don't you have any bows or crossbows in your tribe? Give me one, and I will teach them how to cook chicken in minutes!"

The Maori man said frustratedly: "Sorry brother, we used to have quite a few, but they were all sold to tourists, especially Chinese tourists. They liked our bows and crossbows very much and bought them all at a high price."

Wang Bodao: "Well, how did they take it out of the customs?"

Atulu shrugged and said: "I don't know, anyway, they are really rich. My neighbor's house has a crossbow gun that has been useless for more than ten years and can only be hung on the wall as an ornament. It was also bought by a Chinese. How much did you pay? Two thousand and five hundred yuan!"

"The Chinese are really rich now, why?" Kidd said enviously.

Elizabeth rubbed the lady's rifle in her hand and said, "Are you short of money?"

Kidd laughed: "Of course not much, the boss is very generous, I am very satisfied with my income."

Uncle Bing patted on the car door and said, "Where is this going? Aren't we here to catch these purple chickens? Actually, it's very easy to catch them without a gun. I just need to set up a few traps."

Brother Bing nodded: "I have a hundred kinds of traps to catch these purple water chickens."

Wang Bo felt that this was meaningless, and said: "Let's shoot at a fixed point, park the car in the flower field, then hide in the car, and shoot!"

Several cars drove to the flower field, and after stopping for a while, a purple water chicken flew over.

"These things are so stupid, aren't their brains the size of a walnut?" Atulu sneered.

The handsome Mexican gave him a sideways look, and said, "Then look at the size of their heads, how big a brain do you think they can hold?"

Bowen giggled and said, "You misunderstood our Maori buddy. He expressed his amazement, because he calculated based on the proportion of his own head. The brains of these birds should only be as big as peanut kernels."

Atulu was furious and said, "Are you sure you want to insult us Maori? You are playing with fire!"

For leading this group of teasing subordinates, Wang Bo sincerely expressed his heart tired.

Fortunately, he still has Uncle Bing, Brother Bing and Kang Li as reliable men. After the purple water chickens landed, they raised their guns, and Uncle Bing said in a low voice, "How about I say one, two, three, and then shoot together? "

"OK!"

"one two three!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The crisp gunshots sounded, and there was a scene of gorgeous feathers flying in the air in the flower field, and the purple water chickens who were eating the lavender buds were scared to pee.

Those purple water chickens that were still alive ran wildly, and their running speed was as fast as that of a mad dog.

Wang Bo didn't understand: "They obviously have wings? Why don't they fly?"

Conley raised his hand and said, "Boss, I know the reason, because the purple water chicken is too heavy, and although its wings can fly, it consumes more energy. Compared with running, running is a more suitable way to escape. Knowing that this is New Zealand, before humans came along, there were no very powerful predators."

The purple water chicken hunted with a gun has no edible value. Even if it is not smashed, the bullet will cause severe damage in the body. The chicken smells like gunpowder and is completely unpalatable.

They can't eat so much, and they can catch a lot of young queens alone.

One person hunted down two purple water chickens, and the day's activity ended.

Wang Bo can continue to hunt, but Kidd and others will not do it again. This is the concept they have been educated and cultivated since childhood.

If you catch the purple water chicken, then eat the purple water chicken.

Uncle Bing Kangli and the others also developed this habit after they followed Wang Bo, eating rocks by the mountains and drinking fresh water by the lake.

New Zealanders hunt and enjoy the process of hunting wild game, not eating these things.

But eating is the source of motivation, so the animals in New Zealand can't be killed all the time, because everyone just goes for entertainment, and it's over after a while.

Entertainment can only be carried out once in a while, but eating and drinking are indeed three meals a day for thirty days in January!

Processing chickens and ducks by the lake is very simple, just slaughter them to remove the blood, boil them in boiling water, and peel off the chicken skin.

The meat of the purple water chicken is white and tender, but it has a fishy smell, which is also the natural body odor of wild animals and birds.

Wang Bo smeared onion, ginger, garlic and cooking wine to remove the fishy smell, and then used the New Zealand method to sprinkle lemon juice on it. In this way, the combination of Chinese and Western, the chicken has no peculiar smell.

He asked Atulu to roast this kind of chicken, and some other chickens were just plucked. Then he found some large vegetable leaves from the vegetable field, such as eggplant leaves, sweet potato leaves, etc., wrapped the chickens and put them in the ground with fire. stew.

Atulu smiled when he saw it, and said, "Is this Hang Yi's new way? Boss, you are really smart."

Wang Bo rolled his eyes at him and said, "This is beggar chicken. It has a history of thousands of years in our country! It is longer than the history of your Maori clan!"

Atulu was not convinced, and said: "Our Maori people have a history of two thousand years."

"When we have no culture? Why don't you say that the Maori people created New Zealand today?" Wang Bo sneered, "What about you even if you have a history of 2,000 years? Do you want to compare the history of the Chinese nation with 5,000 years?"

Eva came over and pulled the two of them away, and said helplessly, "My God, it's just a chicken. How can we discuss the history and culture of the two nations?"

Wang Bo said proudly: "Anyone who offends China will be suppressed on any topic!"

The bonfire burned for an hour. He extinguished the bonfire and dug up the soil. The mud ball that wrapped the purple water chicken had dried up.

Wang Bo picked it up and threw it on the ground. With a sound of "Kaba", the dry mud ball was broken into pieces, and the roasted rotten vegetable leaves were pushed away, revealing the snow-white chicken inside.

When the chicken was exposed to the air, fragrant steam immediately came out. Atulu didn't care which ethnic group had a longer history, and said, "This chicken looks good, I'll try it."

Wang Bo split the chicken in half and gave it to the strong man and the queen. The strong man pushed Atulu away with his head, his eyes were ferocious: "Paralyzed, do you really want to grab Lao Tzu's meat?" I will fight with you!

Atulu had no choice but to take one, and then Xiao Wang came up, staring at Atulu with more arrogant eyes: believe it or not, I ate you? Believe it or not, a fat man like you can eat two of them raw? !

Therefore, the Maori strong man can only continue to go down the row.