"Of course there is the Guinness Book of Records, and there is also the Oceania World Sheep Shearing Record Association, which specializes in recording this." A worker said, "Old Peterson can definitely break the record. When he was young, New Zealand's nine-hour sheep shearing speed record belonged to him. "
The strong old black man took the time to raise his head and explained: "Hey, Bartow, my man, that was so many years ago, I can't do it now."
The ranchers in New Zealand have a more straightforward character. Motak said frankly: "Yes, Peterson is old, and his current speed cannot break the world record. A young man in Australia once beat six people in one hour. Ten sheep were sheared, which should be a new record.”
Wang Bo observed Peterson's shearing action and asked: "Brother, which ranch are you working on now?"
Peterson smiled and said: "I'm old, sir, and I'm no longer suitable to work exclusively for a ranch. Now I take odd jobs and go fishing and hunting in my free time. It's a pretty good retirement life, right?"
Wang Bo nodded and said: "It's indeed good. I want to hire you, but in this case, I can't disturb your retirement life."
Upon hearing what he said, Motak shouted: "Look, old guy, you shot yourself in the foot. Admit it, you don't have a pension now, and the little money you only earn from doing odd jobs? Is that enough?" Does your grandson buy candies?"
The people next to him laughed. Peterson seemed to be a stronger person and argued: "I can earn five to six thousand yuan just by shearing sheep in spring and autumn. Besides, my grandson is already past the age of eating sweets." .”
Motak rolled his eyes at him and said, "Don't tell me this. The king wants to hire you. Don't you understand what this means? This guy is famous for his generosity!"
Peterson shrugged. He bowed and saluted Wang Bo like the way civilians on TV met nobles, and said: "Thank you for your appreciation, sir, but my physical strength is not enough. It's okay to do some surprise work in a short period of time. I can do this every day. I’m sorry I can’t do that.”
Seeing his actions, the people around him laughed.
Wang Bo said: "I'm not asking you to work, but to perform. In the future, you will perform pasture farm work such as shearing sheep for tourists. The weekly salary starts at 1,000, with bonuses every month and dividends at the end of the year."
As soon as his treatment was uttered, the workers around him took a breath, and then stared at Peterson with eager eyes.
The strong old black man was also surprised. He subconsciously asked: "Are you kidding?"
Aocheng is just a small place, and the income level in the surrounding towns is very low. The average white-collar worker only earns 2,000 yuan. The cowboys on the ranch and the farmers on the farm receive slightly higher wages because they do hard work, but they don't Over three thousand dollars.
Wang Bo offered a monthly salary of 4,000 yuan, which was 1,000 yuan higher. There were also bonuses and dividends, which was tempting enough!
In particular, he hired Peterson to perform rather than work as a laborer, which would have earned him a lower salary.
Ranches in tourist areas in New Zealand have sheep shearing performances. Generally, the cowboys in the ranch do this part-time job, which does not count as extra income.
Motak helped Wang Bo answer: "Wang is a serious guy, do you think he can joke? Ha, this is a joke!"
Lao Wang also said: "Yes, I'm not joking. If you are willing, you'd better come to work in the near future."
His recruitment was not impromptu. Six cowboys were responsible for the slaughtering work, and their energy was inevitably distracted. In addition, the Bibby brothers and others are from Texas. They are excellent cowboys, but they are not familiar with New Zealand.
Peterson is just the opposite. He is not as young and strong as the six cowboys, and he does not have as much energy as them, but he has experience. According to Motak, he has been working on the ranch since he was twelve years old and has been working on the ranch for half a century!
Furthermore, his level and skills in shearing sheep are really very high. After Wang Bo observed it, he found that he has great performance value. If Aocheng was a tourist destination, his worth would start at 5,000!
So all things considered, it would definitely not be a loss for him to spend four thousand yuan to hire Peterson.
Peterson was moved and said: "Although I love my retirement life, I think I can still shine in the ranch job. Boss, I accept your employment. Although I am old, my physical strength is not bad." Woolen cloth."
Someone shushed him: "Shush, old Peter, just now you said you didn't have enough energy."
The old black man waved his arms to show off his still strong muscles and shouted: "Look, arms like steel, I'm still the same Peter Pan, I'm fine!"
Someone was jealous of the old man's treatment and shamelessly recommended himself to Wang Bo: "Sir, what do you think of me? I'm also good at shearing sheep. For four thousand yuan, you can recruit another young and strong guy like me."
Wang Bo politely declined: "I admire you man very much, but my tourism industry has not yet taken off, so now I just need a test subject. Wait until later. If my tourism industry becomes prosperous, I am willing to recruit you to try."
Another worker teased the old black man: "Man, are you a test subject?"
Peterson humorously made a robotic gesture and said seriously: "No, I think I'm the finished product."
Wang Bo patted him on the shoulder and said, "I like your optimism, it's very good."
He has positioned Sunset Town as a tourist attraction, and has already established connections in the country. He has been keeping in touch with Chen Luoxian, whom he met at last year's New Year party.
Chen Luoxian hopes to open this tourist route, but Wang Bo always delays it.
He knows that the current construction of the town is not good enough. Domestic tourists will not have a shocking impression when they arrive, and it will not help the development of the tourism industry in the later stage of the town.
Foreign tourism requires word-of-mouth. If it cannot make tourists fascinated, then he would rather not engage in tourism. Otherwise, once the bad reputation spreads, the small town tourism industry will easily be destroyed.
In three and a half days, the sheep were sheared, and the sheep in the pasture seemed to have been transformed, shrinking several times. I used to be as fat as a marshmallow, but now I am as thin as a wolf.
Peterson only spent one day packing up his gifts before arriving at the ranch. Obviously, his retirement life was not as simple and comfortable as he said, and he needed to make money.
When he came back again, the old man was riding a black horse, wearing a felt hat, a smart old-fashioned denim jacket, and leather boots with shiny spurs. If there was another revolver on his waist, Wang Bo would think that he had arrived in the American West.
After whistling, Lao Wang said: "Wow, this outfit is so beautiful."
The old black man laughed. He jumped off the horse neatly, reached out and patted the horse's back and said: "Thank you for the compliment, boss. This is my old buddy, Diesel. Come on, Diesel, say hello to the boss."
The dark horse, who looked a little older, snorted at Wang Bo, and then bleated twice, as if he was actually saying hello... ()). If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on Qidian. Your support is my biggest motivation. Please come. )