To Wang Bo's surprise, these farmers were all good at shooting. If he hadn't used a long spear to win the battle, the farmers might have laughed at him privately.
The national conditions are different. After all, New Zealand is a country where firearms are popularized by all people. So as the world's most violent organization, what will happen to the marksmanship of American farmers? The results speak for themselves, and Bowen is proof...
He couldn't help but think of a report he had read about World War II. At that time, it was very difficult for China, regardless of the Kuomintang or the Communist Party, to train a pilot. Anyone who could fly a plane into the sky was treated as a treasure.
What about Americans? Many of their farmers usually fly agricultural aircraft to engage in agriculture. When they get to the army, they can simply learn the driving principles of fighter jets and fly the aircraft into the sky.
Not talking about combat skills, just flying skills, the level of American civilians is unmatched by any country in the world.
The same principle applies to the marksmanship of New Zealand farmers. If a war breaks out, these people will practice their skills and become excellent snipers.
The crackling sound of gunfire caused the wild ducks to flap their wings and fly away. The dogs in the pasture also stayed far away. Only the strong dog had an indifferent expression on his face, following Wang Bo and watching everyone playing with guns in boredom.
"This dog is good." A farmer praised.
The commander, who was combing his feathers with his beak, pounced and said: "Ah, nonsense! Ah, Mader is mentally retarded!"
"What is this little parrot talking about?"
"Ah, who's younger, Mader?" the commander became anxious and shouted much louder.
Wang Bo quickly stuffed it into his pocket again. Fortunately, it kept speaking Chinese and fooled the farmers: "It said, ah, what a good shot..."
The farmers looked surprised and really believed what he said.
There will be other activities later, still related to beer bottles. This time the beer bottles are opened separately, and the farmers carry out small axes. This is an ax throwing game.
Seeing this, Wang Bo was helpless. There was no such a small ax in his castle, so he could only watch these people play.
Hatchet throwing is a traditional agricultural game in New Zealand. Many farmers like to take out axes and throw them around in their spare time to practice their accuracy.
When the first generation of Europeans came to New Zealand, it could be said that they had a difficult time. They needed axes to cultivate pastures and defend themselves, so the ax throwing game became a traditional competitive event.
Wang Bo had seen the news before, and some New Zealanders proposed to include this event in the Olympic competition, and felt that relying on this thing could win a gold medal.
Hani can also play this. Someone handed the ax to Wang Bo. He shook his hand and refused. Hani reached out to take it, twirling the ax handle in his hand, and then aimed at the beer bottle and threw it out.
The ax whirred rapidly in the air, and hit the wine bottle with the blade, smashing the glass bottle into pieces.
A row of thumbs were raised, and Robbo clapped and shouted: "Well done, buddy, you seem to have practiced a lot."
Honey sighed: "Practice makes perfect. I was often frightened by people using throwing axes, and I learned this thing over time."
Wang Bo: “…”
After the meal, we still have to discuss agricultural issues together. In addition, there are people who are cooperating and want to buy some machinery.
Wang Bo's farm is for investment, so it's not easy for him to decide what to plant. It's better to harvest crops with a shorter harvest cycle, but these crops need someone to keep an eye on them, and he doesn't have time to deal with them.
If you plant fruits, you will have free time, but it will take several years to harvest fruit trees. By then, Lao Wang feels that he has sold the farm long ago.
Honey didn't understand what he was thinking: "Boss, why do you want to sell this farm and ranch? Obviously, this is a good place with high quality and low price. You are not short of money, so why not keep it for yourself? You see, As the world's population increases, land becomes more and more valuable. Even if this thing doesn't increase in value, it will retain its value better than cash, right?"
Wang Bo smiled and said: "I already have Sunset Town, why do I still need it here?"
"You can come here for a vacation when you have time. You can plant all the fruit trees. Then you can go on vacation in the autumn and wander among the fruit trees. Don't you think this is a beautiful life?"
"Sunset Town can also have fruit trees."
"But does it feel the same? Can you just stay in Sunset forever?"
Wang Bo thought for a while: "You are right, then grow fruits!"
New Zealand kiwifruit sells well all over the world, and Gala apples are also very famous, and he can grow them all.
The one-day discussion meeting ended. Wang Bo gained a lot of knowledge and gained some new understanding of New Zealand's agriculture and animal husbandry industry.
The meeting lasted only one day, and he originally wanted to return on the same day. It was quite safe to drive late in New Zealand.
But when he learned that there was a sheep auction in Kurau on Sunday, Mondo asked him for a ticket, so he decided to stay here and go to the sheep auction tomorrow. Last time, he harvested grass mud horses and Dongtao chickens. Woolen cloth.
He was about to go back to the small town to find a hotel to sleep in. Mondo smiled and said: "You might as well live in the town. The hotels in the city may not have as good conditions as those in the town."
Wang Bo asked: "Are you in town?"
He didn't notice it when he came during the day.
Mundo pointed to the southeast: "Follow me, that's Ogema Town, the independent kingdom of New Zealand."
Knowing that Wang Bo was going to stay here, many farmers invited him to spend the night at their homes, but Wang Bo declined. After all, they were not familiar with each other, and it was not a good thing to be too close together.
In addition, Mondo calls this town an independent kingdom. He is very curious, is there anything different about this town
The answer is - no!
Mondo calls the town an independent kingdom because the town's facilities and shops are very complete. The entrance to the town is a Seagull gas station, and walking inside is a supermarket.
This supermarket has a lot of miscellaneous items. It is a part-time hardware store business, including daily necessities and repair tools. There are also various wood materials and mechanical parts in the yard.
In the center of the town is the post office and a bank, Westpac Bank. Wang Bo said: "I have a good relationship with the president of this bank."
Mundo thought he was joking, so he laughed and didn't answer.
There were many shops and hotels along the streets of the town. Mondo took him to the one that looked the most antique, which was a large wooden villa. Even in winter, the garden outside was still full of flowers.
Wang Bo looked around and said, "The town is nice and looks very lively."
He is an expert in this area, and he is experiencing the construction of a modern town.
Mondo shook his head and said: "It has declined a lot. The economy is developing rapidly, but the labor shortage is severe. Most young people have left here to make a lot of money outside. Also, except us old guys, who wants to come here?"
Wang Bo laughed and said, "Oh, I'm here, aren't I?"
Mondo also smiled and said: "Sorry, you know I didn't mean that. Anyway, the town's population is currently experiencing negative growth. It is said that the Wellington government is introducing policies to introduce immigrants, hoping that some skilled workers will come to the town."
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