Happy Little Mayor

Chapter 558: 551. Fish Hangi 2/5

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Atulu led twenty Maoris to dig holes and insert wooden pillars, while Wang Bo led others to dig a fertilizer pit, which also had to be fifty meters long.

He prepared the excavator in advance. The machine rumbled and a big hole appeared on the ground.

The excavator lifted the iron wall, and a yellow hare was sitting blankly in the bucket...

There are many rabbit nests in the pasture. If you dig like this, the chance of finding rabbits is not small. You will encounter them at the first time.

After reacting, the hare wanted to run away. The big Maori man next to him had quick eyesight and quick hands. He kicked it and kicked it away. After it landed on the ground, its bones were soft and it was obviously kicked to death.

The Maori people next to me don't think this is cruel. Hare is just food to them, and it has been like this since ancient times.

The excavator started and the outline of the fertilizer pit was quickly excavated.

Wang Bo spit into the palm of his hand, waved the shovel and took the lead. He wanted to renovate the fertilizer pit and then apply cement on it.

More people nearby were swinging big yellow hammers ping-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong. Pillars were put into the pits and then smashed into the depths of the earth. Finally, fences and closed roofs were built, and a pen was formed.

The livestock industry in New Zealand is very developed, and the construction of pens is also very convenient. It is like an assembly line. The pillars, fences and ceilings are all made in the factory. It is like a building block house that can be assembled.

A calf pen can accommodate 40 calves. Five pens need to be built to accommodate a total of 200 calves. There are also five cow pens, but they are much more troublesome to build than calf pens.

Wang Bo feels that building a calf pen is like playing house. You don’t even need drawings. You only need to dig the fertilizer pit, put up pillars in front, seal it with fences, and finally seal the ceiling and put the food trough inside. Drinking line, that's it.

But cow pens are not suitable. Cow pens are very particular. Some adopt a semi-enclosed construction model, while others adopt a separate and closed construction model, and so on.

In addition, compared with the short calf pen, the cow pen is much taller. The main ridge is 3.8 meters high, the eaves height is 2.1 meters, the span of the cowshed is 9.4 meters, the trough is one meter wide, and the channel between troughs is 1.6 meters wide. The length of the house is 100 meters!

The height of the fence installed is also different. The height of the fence in the cow pen is 1.5 meters, and additional reinforcement is required to prevent the cow from overreacting during pregnancy, which may knock over the fence.

In terms of roofs, cow pens are even more particular. There are bell tower style cow houses, semi-bell tower style cow houses, and double-slope cow houses, etc. Different roofs can cope with different climates.

In the afternoon, Bowen and Peterson introduced to him the construction status of the cow pen: "After discussion, we decided to use a bell tower style roof, which is to set up a light tower running through the horizontal axis on the roof of the double-slope cow barn..."

"Why does this thing look like a skylight to me?" Wang Bo asked confusedly as he looked at the drawing.

Peterson shrugged and said: "OK, you can understand it this way, they are two rows of skylights. You know, the head skylight can increase the light coefficient in the house, which is conducive to air convection in the house and better ventilation, but it is not conducive to preventing cold in winter. Keep warm.”

This is nothing. There were no cattle pens last year, and these cattle survived the winter safely. The winter in the South Island is not that cold. After all, the Southern Alps are to the north of the pasture. There are high mountains blocking the air convection, so it is not very cold.

Leaving the professional ranch construction to more professional people, Wang Bo quit and went to prepare fish.

Beef, mutton and pork are readily available, and a lot of rabbits have been caught in the construction of pens. Hang Yi can add a rabbit meat tomorrow, and fish meat is also needed.

With the Heart of the Lake, Wang Bo could control Lake Hawea. The next day, he sailed into the lake with a fishing net and fishing rod. He said he was going fishing, but in fact he didn't need any tools at all.

Sitting on the boat and opening the sand table to find Lake Hawea, he was just like clicking on the mobile phone to collect vegetables. When he saw a big fish in the water, he reached out to fish it out, fished it out and put the fish in the bucket.

When the young man saw him going out to sea with his fishing rod, he happily followed him and prepared to fish together.

As a result, it was stunned when it got on the boat. Wang Bo caught a fish with one wave of his hand, and another fish with another wave of his hand. There was no need for a fishing rod at all.

The strong man looked on stupidly, then he learned to raise his front paws and shake them, but no matter how he shook his paws, no fish appeared out of thin air...

In half a day, forty or fifty big fat fish entered the freezing chamber, mainly trout, yellowtail and freshwater bass, especially freshwater bass because they can grow very fat.

At noon, he took the fish slaughtered on the lake to the dock. He asked someone to lift the box down. Someone opened the lid and looked at it. He was surprised and said: "Mayor, you are really a master of fishing."

There were several small boats on the lake slowly drifting in the autumn wind, and there were people on them holding fishing rods to fish, but the harvest was definitely not as good as his.

At this time, the pasture changed drastically from what it used to be. Fourteen or five pens were built out of thin air on the ground. Of course, what was built was just a rough structure, and water lines and lighting systems would need to be added later.

The town's drinking water system comes from Twin Lakes, so it just needs to be connected to the residents' drinking water pipes through the pen's water pipes.

The lighting system is simpler because air pollution is light and solar energy is very developed in New Zealand. He installed solar panels next to each pen to collect solar energy and use it, saving trouble and money.

Starting in the afternoon, several Maori people began to prepare Hangi. They wanted to hold it in the pasture. Wang Bo refused and asked them to do it on the grass next to the pasture. Otherwise, the cattle and sheep in the pasture would be frightened to death by the continuous bonfires at night.

The location didn't matter. The Maori borrowed an excavator and shoveled it down into a big pit. Then they laid stones inside and started putting meat and fish in it.

The Maori people have this kind of virtue. When they learned about Hangi, people from the Maori residential area started to come in the afternoon, including the elderly and their children, and more than a hundred people came.

Wang Bo couldn't say anything because many of them were family members.

However, there were so many people that it was easy to get things done, so they kept busy and quickly filled a pit with fish and meat. Some people brought their own vegetables, such as potatoes and broccoli, and put them in together, covering them and lighting them on fire.

When the sky was still bright, a large fire burned blazingly. In the evening, the flames shot straight into the sky, like a volcano erupting.

After seeing it, Atulu sighed: "This is the real Flame Mountain!"

Wang Bodao: "Then you are drinking and singing inside?"

The big Maori man sneered and said: "I mean, although this is the real Flame Mountain, it is not as stylish as our Flame Mountain Bar."

After the enclosure was built, all the shirtless Maori men gathered around the bonfire to drink.

They bring the wine themselves. For a place of this scale, if it is an official wine supply, you have to apply in advance. New Zealand has strict control over alcohol.

However, if the Maori bring their own alcohol, no one will care.

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