Since it comes to its own territory, it is its own thing. According to New Zealand law, when the wild horse comes to Wang Bo's territory, it is his horse over there.
He was quite interested in wild horses. It is said that pure wild horses sleep with their eyes open. He didn't know if these horses were like this, so he walked in and wanted to get in touch with them.
The wild horses did not give him any face as their master. When they saw Wang Bo walking in, the horses turned around and ran away under the leadership of the big brother and the dark horse.
The strong man blinked. He was good at guessing his intentions. When he saw Wang Bo's direction, he understood his thoughts. He swung his tail and ran towards the horses, hoping to drive the horses to Wang Bo like a herd of cattle.
But this time it encountered Waterloo. Wild horses are not honest and temperless beef cattle. They have survived in the wild for many years and have been hunted by countless people. Their path to survival is a narrow escape.
On the way to escape, not only speed is needed, but also wildness and fighting spirit.
Therefore, facing a strong man who was only a little taller than his knees, the big black horse took the lead, and a group of horses rushed forward mercilessly.
The strong man is very fierce and brave, but he is facing a group of charging wild horses. The overwhelming murderous intent makes him instantly feel the mood of the prince Rottweilers when they faced the Simmental cattle herd.
But it is a Mastiff after all. Even if there is a strong enemy in front of it, even if the mountain is overwhelming, it is still not afraid. The hair on the back of its neck explodes, and it roars majesticly: "Ouch, woof, woof, woof, woof, woof!"
"Boom, boom, boom!" The wild horses responded with dull and ferocious hoofbeats, and they charged faster and faster.
Cao Mu Ma, are you stupid? When the strong man saw that the situation was not good, a group of tall horses that could not see their faces with their heads held high came towards him. He quickly understood that if he didn't run away, he might be trampled to death!
The strong man is very clever. When he sees that the situation is not good, he turns around and runs away. From this aspect, we can see that he is smarter than the Rottweiler. He does not run straight and is chased by the horses, but turns around and runs a few steps. It was bent at a right angle to avoid the running route of the horses.
After escaping, it couldn't help but turn around and let out a few roars to vent its dissatisfaction: "Woof woof woof! Woof woof woof!"
The soft ones are afraid of the hard ones, the hard ones are afraid of the horizontal ones, and the horizontal ones are afraid of the stunned ones.
The strong men are brave, but the horses are stunned.
The Mastiff has a strong self-esteem. It feels that it is embarrassed to be scared away by its prey, so it runs to find its friends, the queen, the little king, etc., and barks to urge them to follow the horse.
The Queen has little interest and is now only concerned with the conflict between her biological son and godson.
The little king lowered his head and bit the weeds, pretending not to hear the strong man's roar.
Those things like Nima coins are so scary, they are so much higher than me. Are you coming to me to die? I'm not stupid, I won't do it, that's what Xiao Wang thinks.
So, the strong man barked a few times, but the fat cat brother very loyally ran to it, but it didn't help. The strong man lowered his head and looked at the short-legged fat cat brother. He would trample such a person to death without raising his hoof. !
The horses were running around in the animal farm, and Wang Bo would run whenever he got close to them. He was extremely vigilant. Although he didn't sleep with his eyes open, they never got down anyway.
In this way, he had no choice but to leave, and his horse riding plan had to be postponed. He believed that one day he would be able to ride his own horse.
After leaving the animal farm, he went to have breakfast first, and then he had more important things to do today, which was to tidy up the pasture.
Because he has a heart for ranching, Wang Bo feels that there is no need to spend effort and money to build a breeding farm. He found that free-range cattle and sheep can be raised well.
However, after the conflict between the Simmental cattle herd and the white yak herd, he felt that it was not easy, so he built a stable for cattle and sheep, and at least the thornheads could not be grazed.
It has been preparation for some time in the past, but now the tools are complete, sand, wood, and various supporting facilities have been purchased in the pasture, and the work can be completed before winter arrives.
The weather in New Zealand today is very unusual. It is extremely hot in summer, but it quickly cools down in autumn. Winter has not yet arrived, and there are already low temperatures in winter.
The autumn wind whistled through the pasture. Bo's father walked inside and tightened his clothes, and said to Wang Bo: "Xiao Bo, this is the south wind, isn't it? When has the south wind been so strong?"
Wang Bo pointed to the south and said: "Dad, this is no longer home. The south of New Zealand is Antarctica, and the north is the ocean. Unlike our country, which is Siberia to the north, the south wind here is much colder than the north wind."
Dad Bo said angrily: "Okay, let's wait until the north wind gets warmer in the future."
Wang Bo said helplessly: "There is no north wind. To the north is the Southern Alps. The sea breeze cannot blow here. There is only south wind..."
Dad Bo didn't know what to say.
According to the plan, in the first phase of the ranch, a calf pen, a cow pen and a bull pen will be built. In addition, a wind shelter will be prepared for lambs born in autumn and winter.
Wang Bo said hello, and Bowen came over with six cowboys and Peterson. They all had experience. They held the design drawings that Porter's designers helped to create, and they talked while walking.
Dad Bo chuckled and said, "There are quite a few of us, so this job can be completed in just a few days."
Wang Bodao: "We don't have that much time. We can finish it in two days."
Dad Bo was surprised: "How is that possible? Finish it in two days? Don't you want to build a dozen pens in total? There are about ten of us, so we probably won't make the trip."
Wang Bo chuckled and said, "More than a dozen people? You'll find out later."
At around nine o'clock, the GTR from the police station drove over with a convoy, followed by more than a dozen pickup trucks, carrying tools and wood in the carriages. The vehicle stopped, and a group of dozens of Maori people, who were tall and round-waisted, got out of the car.
Atulu ran over and said: "Boss, there are fifty brothers in total, how about it? If you don't have enough words, you can get fifty more!"
Wang Bodao: "Very good, we are enough, tell the guys, give me a good fuck, and finish the pure meat Hang Yi!"
Upon hearing his words, a group of Maori men brandished their hammers and chainsaws and roared: "Hangy! Hangy! Hangy!"
New Zealand men are experts in handicrafts, and with the presence of cowboys, they can build cattle and sheep pens without the need for construction engineers.
Starting from the calf pen, which is fifty meters long, five meters wide, and one and a half meters high, no foundation is needed. Bowen and Peterson measured the distance, marked it, and then waved them to start.
The construction of the cattle and sheep pens is not a big deal. What is more laborious is the manure pit. Because they are fixed in it for excretion, it is more difficult to collect the feces.
Wang Bo followed Peterson's suggestion and used a fertilizer pit, which meant digging a pit behind the pen, building a cement channel, and manually pushing the feces into the pit.
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