Happy Little Mayor

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This breakfast is the quiche, and he took out the eggs in the nest. There are six eggs in total, which are smaller than the eggs, the egg shell is slightly blue, and the surface is not smooth.

Young chickens are very mobile chickens, and they usually don't stay in one place for long, except when hatching eggs. But if the eggs are hatched, the hen will not leave, and its feeding will be responsible for the cock.

Therefore, when this hen is gone, it means that six eggs have become the owner, and will definitely become the food of the prairie possum in the future.

Well, since they are all eaten, it would be better to let Pharaoh eat them.

Mix six eggs and flour together, add a little water and soy sauce and mix well to make an egg pie. Because there is a bit of soy sauce, you can eat rice just like the dish.

The scent of seedling eggs is far superior to that of domestic chickens. This is a pure and natural non-polluting stupid egg. The egg cakes are shiny and fragrant.

Pharaoh took a bite of omelet with porridge, which was soft and fragrant. Unfortunately, there was no spicy meat sauce in his hometown, otherwise he didn't think there was any better breakfast than this.

Seeing that he eats with interest, the army commander does not eat its grapes. The little eyes of this guy mumbled around, staring at the egg cake in Pharaoh's hand and wondering what the idea was.

Pharaoh passed the egg cake to him, but the captain opened his mouth and pecked.

Unfortunately, Pharaoh responded faster than it. When he stretched his neck, he hurriedly squeezed the egg pie into his mouth. Haha laughed: "Small, do you still want to grab food from Dad's mouth?"

The military commander has a bad temper, don't look at it's small size, sound is not small, and its wings flutter, it screams: "Ah, ah, your mother has blown up!"

When he heard it, Pharaoh gave it a white look and said angrily: "It's not for you, what's the name? Come on, isn't there any residue on the table? Pick it up and eat it."

He put the little parrot on the table. The captain was very happy when he saw the cake residue, and lowered his head and ate like a chicken pecked rice.

It's boring to be alone, just to have fun for yourself.

Seeing the military commander here happily eating the cake residue, Pharaoh looked like the leader of the school with his hands behind his back and said gravely: "Child, for the waste bird, the cake residue is round, and it is gone; but for the thrift Birds, cake crumbs are flat and can be piled up piece by piece. "

The captain raised his head and glared at him: "Ah, ah, your mother exploded!"

Although such a small day is simple but not boring, Pharaoh monitors the homestead when he is fine, and occasionally can be a little surprised waiting for him.

However, the brisk days ended quickly. On Thursday, Wang Bo received a call from Charlie, saying that the traffic management officer and engineering team responsible for Highway 8 had arrived in Austria and asked him to contact him.

In this way, the Pharaoh set off early the next morning and took a small army commander for a long-distance cross-country trip. He spent half a day running from the castle to the town.

After entering the range of Olympic City, he was not alone, many people were also running. Wang Bo thought that New Zealanders love sports, but after listening to their discussions, I realized that these people are warming up for the weekend sports meeting.

After listening to their discussions, Pharaoh remembered that the small town games were about to begin. Now that he has arrived in the small town, he naturally has to drop by.

After entering the city, he first went to the hotel he had stayed in before taking a bath and then went to the city hall. The owner of the construction team and the officials in charge of the project were already waiting there.

Wang Bo and his party shook hands one by one. An official took out the road construction approval letter and asked him to sign it, re-verified the road section and road conditions, and then signed the approval letter, so that the road can be repaired.

Pharaoh wondered, asked if there was no need to do work like geological inspection?

The owner of the construction team told him that the relevant work had been done long ago and the New Zealand government had been waiting for Route 8 to cross this section for a long time.

The boss is a middle-aged white man in his forties named Thomas Wesley. His real identity is the head of the road administration of the New Zealand company of Leiden Holdings Ltd., Australia. Be responsible for.

Leiden Holdings Limited is the largest engineering contracting company in the Southern Hemisphere. There are no large heavy industry companies in New Zealand and they do not develop related industries. Therefore, this must rely on the support of Big Brother Australia.

So Pharaoh was surprised, no wonder Charlie decided the route of Highway 8.

Signed, Wang Bo can leave it alone. This road is a national highway, and he can't turn in a small town leader to intervene.

As the weekend comes, the town becomes noisy, and the streets and lanes are full of sports posters and slogans. In New Zealand in December, it is summer, and many people wear a cool sun under the big sun.

Wang Bo wanted to experience the foreign games, so he ran out with the sportswear he brought.

Since this time, he and the hotel owner and his wife have become familiar. When he said he was going to the sports meeting, the boss gave him a bottle of sunscreen and told him where to go by car.

New Zealand's public transport system is notoriously bad all over the world. There are few buses and inaccurate points. Even the driver will decide to change his way. Wang Bo heard Charlie but did not experience it.

This time waiting for the bus to go to Princes Street, he felt that Charlie was a bit exaggerated, because buses are frequent.

The bus started for a while, and Wang Bozheng watched the sports poster outside the window. At this time, a crisp and sweet loli sounded: "Aunt Sunit, why is Prince Street going away, why haven't you arrived yet?"

The fat saleswoman smiled and said, "Dear, you cute little fool, you are sitting upside down."

Wang Bo thought his sound was familiar, and he looked back, and in the fourth row behind him was a pink bun with little lollies on the face. It was the little Dai who asked him and Charlie to help pick the plane that day.

After listening to the conductor's words, Little Rory sucked her nose and swelled, her little legs kicked up and turned over hard, and then she sat down on the seat, resting her fleshy chin on the back of the chair and muttering: "Aunt Sunite, am I sitting upright now? Will you tell me when I'm going to Princes Street?"

The group on the bus was turned over by her, all smiling, and Wang Bo couldn't help laughing.

The ticket salesman shook his head helplessly: "You cute little confused, how can your sister be assured that you go out by yourself? Well old Kanter, stop quickly and let us get off the little princess."

Before the bus came into the station, the driver started to apply the brakes. Wang Bo was so sorry that Charlie said that this New Zealand bus driver was really great.

But the driver was far more aggressive than he thought. Instead of stopping on the brakes, he reversed his direction, and then returned to the previous station to send Xiao Loli off the station and tell her how to get there by car.

The bus started again, Wang Bo remembered the little Loli's cuteness, but remembered that what Little Loli had said, he felt terrible. Little Loli just asked about Prince Avenue, and he was going to Prince Avenue too!

"Broken!" Cried the Pharaoh subconsciously, and the commander immediately opened his mouth: "Ah, broken, broken!" Mobile phone users please visit http://m.piaotian.net