Chapter 396: New and old cowboys (2/5)

"Of course there is a Guinness record, and there is also the Oceania World Shearing Records Association, which specifically records this." A worker said, "Old Peterson is sure to break the record. In his youth, New Zealand's 9-hour shearing speed record is his. "
The strong old black man took a moment to raise his head and explained: "Hey, Barto, my man, it was a thing many years ago, now I can't."
New Zealand's rancher has a straightforward personality. Motak said frankly, "Yes, Peterson is getting old. He can't break the world record now. A young man from the piopio area in Australia gave it within an hour. Sixty sheep have finished shearing. This should be a new record. "
Wang Bo watched Peterson's shearing and asked, "Brother, what ranch are you working on now?"
Peterson laughed: "I'm old, sir. It's no longer suitable to work for a ranch. Now I take part-time jobs and go fishing and hunting in my spare time. It's a good retirement, right?"
Wang Bo nodded: "It's really good, I want to hire you, but since that's the case, I can't disturb your retirement."
Upon hearing what he said, Motak called out, "Look, old man, you hit a rock and hit yourself. Admit it, you don't have a pension right now, and just earn that money by working odd jobs? Does your grandson buy candy? "
The people next to him laughed. Peterson looked like a strong person, arguing: "Just shearing in spring and autumn, I can harvest five or six thousand dollars. Besides, my grandson has passed the age of sugar-loving . "
Motak gave him a blank look 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 being generous!"
Peterson shrugged. He learned that the ordinary people on the TV would bow to Wang Bo as they saw the aristocracy, and said, "Thank you for your appreciation, sir, but my physical strength has not been achieved. It is OK to do a surprise job in a short time, and do it every day, Sorry I can't do it. "
Seeing his movement, the people around laughed.
Wang Bo said, "I'm not asking you to work, but I'm letting you perform, and later perform ranch farming such as sheep shearing for tourists. The weekly salary starts at 1,000, with monthly bonuses and dividends at the end of the year."
As soon as his treatment was spoken, the workers around took a breath, and then stared at Peterson with eager eyes.
The strong old black man was also taken aback, he asked subconsciously: "Aren't you kidding me?"
Aocheng is just a small place. The income level of the surrounding towns is very low. Ordinary white-collar workers are only two thousand yuan. Cowboys on the ranch and farmers on the farm, because they work hard, they get slightly higher wages, but they will not. More than three thousand pieces.
Wang Bo's salary is 4,000 yuan, a thousand yuan higher, plus bonuses and dividends, which is enough to make people tempted!
In particular, he hired Peterson to perform instead of selling coolies, and it stands to reason that the salary is lower.
Sheep shearing shows are performed in the ranches in New Zealand's tourist areas. Generally, cowboys in the ranches take part-time jobs, not counting extra income.
Motak helped Wang Bo answer: "Wang is a serious guy, do you think he's kidding? Ha, this is a joke!"
Pharaoh also said, "Yeah, I'm not kidding. If you want, you'd better come to work in the near future."
His recruitment was not temporary. The six cowboys were responsible for slaughter, and their energy was inevitably scattered. In addition, the Bibe 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 the energy they have, but he has experience. According to Motak, he has worked in the ranch since he was twelve years old and has been working for half a century!
Moreover, his level and skill of shearing wool is really high. After observing Wang Bo, he found that it has great performance value. If Olympic City is a tourism and sacred place, his worth is 5,000 yuan!
So all things considered, he certainly didn't lose 4,000 dollars to hire Peterson.
Peterson said, "Although I love my retirement, I think I can still shine in the ranch job. Boss, I accept your employment. Don't look at my age, in fact, I am physically good. Then. "
Someone booed him, "Boo, old Peter, just now you said you were not energetic."
The old black man waved his arms to show the still strong muscles and yelled, "Look, the steel arm, I'm the Peter Pan Peter Pan, I'm fine!"
Someone scorned the treatment of the old man, and cheekily suggested to Wang Bomao: "Sir, what do you think of me? I am also very good at shearing wool, 4,000 yuan. You can recruit another guy who is strong and young like me."
Wang Bowan refused: "I admire your buddy, but my tourism industry has not yet started, so now I only need a test article. Wait a moment, if my tourism industry is booming, I am willing to recruit you to try."
Another worker teased the old black man: "Man, are you a guinea pig?"
Peterson humorously made a robot move and said seriously: "No, I think I'm a finished product."
Wang Bo patted his shoulder and said, "I like your optimism, it's fine."
His positioning of the sunset town is a tourist attraction, and he has already tied the line in China, and has been in touch with Chen Luoxian, whom he met at the New Year's party last year.
Chen Luoxian hoped to open this tourist route, and Wang Bo always dragged back.
He knows that the town is not yet built well enough, and domestic tourists will not have a shocking impression after it arrives, which will not help the development of the town's later tourism.
Foreign tourism requires word of mouth. If tourists can't be fascinated, he would rather not engage in tourism first, otherwise once the bad reputation spreads, the town tourism industry will easily end.
In three and a half days, the wool was cut, and the sheep on the ranch were a few laps smaller than the reborn. What used to be fat was like marshmallow, but now it looks like a wolf.
It took Peterson just a day to pack his salute and came to the ranch. Obviously, his retirement life was not as simple and comfortable as he said. He needed money.
When he came back again, the old man rode a dark horse with a felt hat on his head, a lean old-fashioned denim jacket, and boots with hanging spurs. If there was a revolver on his waist, Wang Bo would think he had reached the western United States.
After blowing a whistle, Pharaoh said, "Wow, this one is so beautiful."
The old black man laughed, he jumped off the horse sharply, reached out and patted the horse back, "Thank you for your compliment, boss. This is my old man, diesel engine. Come on, diesel engine, say hi to the boss."
It seems that some black horses snorted at Wang Bo, and then screamed twice, it seemed as if they were saying hello ... (To be continued.)