Happy Little Mayor

956. 941. Doumian (2/5)

Chapter 956 941. Doumian (25)

Father Bo later realized that this must be his son asking the driver to play a prank, and he became angry immediately, and cursed: "It's not big or small, can this be a joke?"

If others dared to say those three words, Lao Wang would definitely be furious with his current temper, but Lao Wang said it was okay because it was the truth.

Eva took little loli out of the car, and she was also a little embarrassed. The heroic figure of the future father-in-law just now made her a little bit amused.

Seeing Eva and little Lolita, Father Bo shut up to save face for his son.

In fact, seeing his son, he is more joyful. His son's little pranks are not a problem. The reason why he wants to vent his anger is to prove his dominance and status in the family to the surrounding folks.

Everything should end here, but the strong man came out and made trouble.

It just saw Bo Dae's heroic figure lying on the window of the car. After jumping out of the car, it sniffled, stood in front of the car and jumped into the air, spread its claws and split its legs, and fell into the snow pit all of a sudden.

The scene was in a daze, Bo's father was dumbfounded.

Then someone started laughing, and a cousin of Wang Bo laughed and said, "Dashan, this dog seems to be learning what you did just now."

Wang Bo said awkwardly: "No, no, my young man is like this. He goes crazy when he sees snow, and he likes to dance and play."

It was the fat cat brothers who really went crazy when they saw the snow. Last night, Wang Bo was worried that they would catch a cold in the snowstorm, so he deliberately caught them back. As a result, the two brothers were fine, but he caught a cold.

This will get out of the car, the snow has been cleared from the road, and it all falls in the gutter.

So, the big fat and the fat two jumped up and rushed into the ditch, shaking their round heads and burrowing into the snow.

The surrounding neighbors laughed even more vigorously. The fat cat brothers didn't imitate Bo Daddy, they just jumped up like that, but there was a strong man in front of them as an example, so why didn't the neighbors think too much?

The smile on Dad Bo's face became less and less, and his brows twitched violently.

Wang Bo hurriedly flattered his father: "Dad, don't get me wrong, the strong man and the big fat and the fat two are just looking at Xue and going crazy."

Father Bo said angrily: "Your father, I believe you will go to hell!"

Amidst the laughter of the neighbors, Wang Bo greeted home awkwardly: "Everyone will go to the village committee tomorrow to get the meat. I brought beef from New Zealand for everyone. The marinated beef for Chinese New Year is delicious."

These words won the applause of the villagers:

"Xiao Bo is promising and still remembers his fellow countrymen, this kid is good."

"That's right, Xiaobo is promising. Dashan and his wife are really blessed."

"Last year, I ate the sauced beef from Xiaobo's house. It tasted really good. This year, we can marinate it ourselves. It's really good."

Wang Bo brought beef to the villagers, because in the past two years, when people came to eat catfish rice or were guests, they all said that the beef was delicious and asked him how to buy it.

This year, the scale of the ranch continued to expand, so he simply brought back a batch of meat and distributed it to every household in the village.

Their fishing village is not big. There are about a hundred families in the village. Even if a family gets ten catties of meat, it is only half a ton.

Wang Bo understands this truth very well, so he didn't show his wealth and wealth in the village after he made a fortune. Except for buying a boat for his parents, he behaved very low-key at other times.

In this case, he distributed ten catties of beef to each family in the village, or the beef brought back from abroad, and he could still get everyone's gratitude.

It didn't work for him, but it worked for his parents who stayed at home. It could bring glory and face to them and save them good popularity.

Cannibalism has a short mouth, and the villagers are very particular about this.

Sure enough, when Bo’s father heard what his old friends and neighbors said, the embarrassment just now was swept away, and he was full of satisfaction but worked hard to keep a low profile: “It’s nothing, Xiaobo mainly raises cattle in foreign towns , he should bring the beef back."

The blog mom who was sweeping the drying yard at the back of the village came back after hearing the news, hugged the little loli and took Eva's hand to greet her.

Little Lolita is almost eight years old, she is no longer a little girl, she has grown very fast, and her figure is already slim.

It's a pity that, in front of five big and three thick blogger mothers, she is still being played around like a doll.

It was getting late, and Wang Bo left the driver to stay overnight. The driver helped carry the things on the car, which was really not easy.

Dad Bo wanted to leave a small box of beef for the driver, a total of ten kilograms. Wang Bo shook his head and gave an extra five hundred yuan as a tip.

The driver was overjoyed and thanked again and again.

Father Bo felt a little distressed, and said, "Is there so much tipping?"

Wang Bodao: "Do you know how much that box of beef costs? In New Zealand, the worst beef from my pasture is 100 New Zealand dollars per kilogram. This kind of beef costs 200 New Zealand dollars, which means that ten kilograms is Two thousand New Zealand dollars, close to ten thousand yuan!"

Bo Dad didn't understand his business, let alone the situation of the ranch.

He gasped: "Then tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow, 500 kilograms will be distributed. If converted into RMB, it will be 500,000 yuan as a base." Wang Bo said.

Father Bo couldn't bear it: "You might as well take out 500,000 yuan and divide it into 5,000 yuan for each family."

Wang Bo smiled and said, "Dad, that's not the case. First, the value of these meats can only be sold so expensive in New Zealand. Second, if five thousand yuan is distributed door-to-door, everyone may wonder how much money I have. Giving beef is Friendship, if you give five thousand yuan, you're looking for trouble, don't save the poor, father!"

Father Bo was very relieved, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Okay, son, you are much more mature now. But how much money do you have? Your mother and I don't even know."

Wang Bo thought for a while and said, "The funds that can be used may be about 300 million New Zealand dollars. If the real estate is included, it will be the entire Sunset Town, which is more than tens of billions!"

He is not exaggerating at all, the castle is a priceless treasure, and the two pastures are the best pastures in New Zealand. Coupled with the fish production capacity of Lake Hawea, Sunset Town is truly priceless.

Daddy Bo laughed: "Just brag about it, if you don't want to talk about it, anyway, your mother and I don't care."

Wang Bo was helpless, his father and son were telling the truth.

In winter, every household dried fish in the sun. The eaves of Wang Bo’s house were full of large mackerel and big Jiaji fish that were at least half a meter long.

Dad Bo said: "These two days are going well, we have to go out, the wind and snow are over, and the Spanish mackerel is caught. There must be a school of big Spanish mackerel. If we are lucky, we can also meet tuna."

Tuna is a precious economic fish, but yellowfin tuna can be found in the waters of his hometown. At most, he can get bigeye tuna, such as masu tuna and the most precious bluefin tuna, which he has never seen for decades.

Even the most yellowfin tuna is produced less now, not because of bad catches, but because the water quality is poor, and the tuna refuses to come.

Naturally, we eat dried fish for dinner, which is a special dish.

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