A hearty dinner quickly brought the distance between Lao Wang and the Maori people closer.
The beef and mutton produced on the pasture are the biggest highlight of this dish. The mutton is braised so sticky that it melts without even chewing after stuffing it into your mouth. The various fresh flavors leave people with endless aftertaste.
Wang Bo felt the same after eating a piece, and like the Maori people, he was scrambling to eat the mutton with a fork.
In the past, he was accustomed to cooking with seasonings whether eating barbecue or stewed meat. Now after tasting the mutton in Hang Yizhong, he suddenly understood that the best way to eat these beef and mutton is to eat them with their original flavor.
Barbecue or stewed meat must be marinated in advance and seasonings added during the process. Although it tastes good, after eating it, it is inevitable that the flavor of the seasonings will be in your mouth and your taste buds will feel unhappy.
The first bite of this pure meat aroma is not as good as that with seasonings, but the longer you go on, the more delicious it tastes, because it only has the original meat aroma, and the degree of nostalgia for the pure meat aroma by the taste buds is different from that of the seasonings.
The mutton is pulpy, while the beef is chewy. The meat juice splashes in your mouth when you chew it, and the more you chew, the more delicious it becomes.
Atulu brought a big potato to Wang Bo and said, "Boss, eat this, it's delicious."
Wang Bo took a bite and felt something different again.
The deliciousness of potatoes lies in the fact that they have the fragrance of vegetables, but the exterior is covered with butter and mutton fat, which adds the fragrance of meat, giving it a unique flavor when mixed together.
Wang Bo tasted eggplant, peppers, sweet potatoes, beans and other vegetables. They all had a very original aroma, with salty taste at most, which was very refreshing.
In the next two days, the tree-planting dinner was all hungi. Lao Wang was not stingy. He prepared all the beef and mutton, and also added whole chickens and ducks at the end.
There are many cattle, sheep, chickens and ducks in his pasture. Not long ago, he added a group of Boer goats, Romney sheep and Simmental cattle. In addition, this time he also raised Limousin cattle, which are Pure meat-eating cattle can grow to one or two tons.
Finally, when the trees were planted, a phone call came: "Hello, Mr. Wang, the director of the Sunset Town Police Department? The firearms ordered by your town have been delivered. Please come to Aocheng to pick them up."
After receiving this news, Lao Wang was refreshed. The gun he bought earlier has arrived
It had been a month and a half since he bought the gun. Although the express delivery from New Zealand was rubbish, it could not be rubbish to this extent. The reason why it took so long was because there was an arms embargo in Auckland some time ago.
This is because of the earthquake. New Zealand has regulations that if a large natural disaster occurs, the affected area must issue arms bans and embargoes to prevent people from using weapons to cause chaos and commit robbery crimes.
When the weapons finally arrived, Wang Bo ignored the scene of planting flowers and trees, and drove to Ao City in a pickup truck with Charlie and Bowen.
The reason why he had to go to Aocheng to collect it was because of New Zealand's express delivery waste. It was only after Lao Wang came to this so-called developed country that he discovered that the local express delivery was far inferior to that in China.
The labor force in New Zealand is very expensive, and the express delivery industry is slow to develop. Let alone door-to-door pickup and door-to-door delivery, most express companies cannot even deliver to the communities or towns where customers are located.
When they arrived at the designated receiving point of the express company, Wang Bo, Bowen and others took out their IDs, and the two young men carried out a tightly closed wooden box.
Seeing the box, Lao Wang took a deep breath. His gun and the patron saint of his town were inside.
He winked at Bowen. Bowen and the Mexican handsome boy picked up the box and walked to the car. A young man at the service point said lazily: "Guys, don't you check the gun? Once you leave and open it, what's missing?" We don’t care about things.”
Another young man said with a hint of ridicule: "What you have in the box is an SL8, not a Stinger guided missile. As for putting on such a mysterious posture?".
Lao Wang grinned. Damn it, the reason why he kept such a low profile was because he felt that buying a gun was a bit bad and could easily scare people. It turned out that people knew exactly what they were buying, and they were probably just tired of playing with them.
When he opened the box, a smell of machine oil filled the air, and four assembled silver-gray rifles appeared in front of him.
These four rifles are made of a combination of plastic modules. They are not heavy in the hand, about four kilograms. The gun body is very compact and uses a short magazine. It looks like a murderous aesthetic.
Wang Bo picked it up and tried to aim it. There were no bullets in the magazine, so design tests could not be carried out. But he added 200 yuan when he bought it, and there were four boxes of yellow-orange bullets in the box.
Charlie picked up a gun and pulled the bolt skillfully. He introduced: "This gun is a sports rifle modified by HK Company on the basis of G36. It has a small ammunition capacity, but small recoil. It is good at aiming. It is suitable for people like you." For newbies to use.”
"This gun uses 5. NATO caliber, but it mainly uses Remington match bullets with a firing point of 223. Another advantage of this gun for you is that it is versatile. There are rails on the top of the gun body that can be installed. Sights for various competitions.”
The cowboy is also an expert with guns. He picked up one and looked at it. He said with a relaxed smile: "Charlie, you bad guy, even if you still have a conscience, this gun is fine."
Wang Bo asked strangely: "What do you mean?"
The cowboy said: "This gun can be modified into a G36, using the same magazine or even a 100-round drum..."
As he spoke, he pointed to a small protrusion on the SL8's special magazine, "This thing is the reason why this gun can only use 10 short magazines. But this is the first generation SL8 and can be modified."
"How to change it?"
"Simple, just change a magazine socket that can use M16-style magazines, replace the bolt and a few parts, and then you can change the ammunition capacity to a military gun."
"Don't teach the children bad things." Charlie smiled, "That's enough."
Wang Bo was excited: "Will he be found out? Is this illegal?"
Bowen didn't know. He looked at Charlie, who shrugged and said, "The strange thing is this. I don't know what these idiot politicians in New Zealand think. The modification of this gun is legal, because as long as there are enough parts, Produced in New Zealand, this is a weapon classified as 'Made in New Zealand' by the Firearms Regulatory Authority."
This made Bowen even happier. He said: "This is fun. I remember that HK also prepared a replaceable butt for this gun, right? Then change the butt and the magazine, a G36 It’s out.”
They were chatting here, and the expressions of the two young men at the express delivery point finally changed: Are these riding horses a group of ruthless bandits? What you are talking about is illegal, okay? Do you want to be so relaxed? ! (.)