Chapter 738: .Fiji Queen (4/5)
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Happy Little Mayor
- 全金属弹壳
- 1222 characters
- 2021-02-27 08:17:57
However, Pharaoh also knows that New Zealand's honey is popular all over the world, thanks to the Manuka flower, which is the flower of the Myrtle shrub Manuka.
As mentioned earlier, manuka flowers contain a high content of the active antibacterial substance monomalin mgo, which professionally means contains methylglyoxal.
In fact, mgo is not a unique component of Manuka flowers, and it is also produced in other flowers, but the mgo content of Manuka honey is nearly a thousand times higher and more stable than ordinary honey.
MGO is a good thing. It has a strong antibacterial and bactericidal ability, can prevent wound inflammation, help digestion balance, relieve chronic gastritis, strengthen immunity, and can also be used for skin care, and a wider range of health effects.
Pharaoh thinks that the content of this stuff in his birth flower should also be rich? Even if there is no mgo, it may be rich in other nutrients. In short, he feels that the flowers irrigated by Lingquan cannot be less nutritious than Manuka.
It was with this confidence that he planned to start a bee breeding industry.
There is no relevant talent in the town of Sunset, Wang Bo asked Kidd to help with the recruitment notice, and to find a headhunter to help dig.
Because of the chef's recruitment problem, Pharaoh is not very hopeful about this.
It turned out that the world was so wonderful. He felt that the profession of beekeeping was rare, but Kidd responded to him in the evening: "Boss, do you want to see it? A Fijian sent a resume."
Fiji is a small island country located in the center of the Southwest Pacific. It consists of 332 islands, of which 106 are inhabited, with a total land area of 18,300 square kilometers and a population of less than one million.
Wang Bo was overjoyed when he heard the news. He didn't expect that there were actually relevant talents applying for it. If he didn't say it, he invited for an interview.
The other party was very positive. After lunch the next day, a skinny black man came to town. The man looked thirty years old, his cheeks were long, and his black hair was curly. Pharaoh saw that he was familiar.
Of course, they haven't seen it before, Pharaoh searched his stomach and finally remembered that this guy looked a bit like an African star he liked when he was a kid, called Li Su, and played comedies such as "God is Crazy".
"Hello, Mayor, my name is Tatak-Benny Marama. You can call me Tata or Mamma." The black man looked unkind and stumbled when he introduced himself.
Pharaoh suddenly had a cerebral infarction. What's the situation, call your mother?
"Hello, my name is Tata. Mr. Tata, you are welcome to apply for a seat in this town, please sit down and drink coffee." But he quickly responded. The black man spoke English in general and had some vague speech.
The black man nodded cautiously, licked his lips after drinking a cup of coffee, and did not hesitate to drink incense. He looked at Pharaoh honestly.
Pharaoh looked at his resume. It was very simple. He introduced his name, age, location, and previous work experience. He was surprised after reading the resume. Tata was more than thirty years old from the appearance. Fourteen.
He asked if his age was wrong. Tata thought he doubted his experience and waved his hand: "I am good at beekeeping, the mayor, our tribe has raised bees for generations, Australian Italian bees, American Italian bees, Oriental bees, bumblebees, big bees, We all keep bees, and I keep them with my grandpa and dad.
Wang Bo asked: "Are there any proof of these words?"
Tata said anxiously, "I don't know anyone in New Zealand, but I can use the facts to show me the bees and show you."
Wang Bo signaled that he didn't need to worry, but he felt that this black man's psychological quality was not good, and he was getting more and more anxious, so he decided to accompany him to the hive on the spot.
Tata brought a leather shoulder bag, and she kept her hands on the bag while traveling, as if there was something in it.
After driving to the location of the hive, there were more bees attached to the tent. The entire tent could not see the original appearance, and all the workers were crawling densely.
Seeing these bees, Tata grinned: "Australian Italian bee, the best bee, is tame, not afraid of people, not afraid of light, hard-working, but only produces honey in spring, summer, and autumn, but not in winter."
From this point of view, Tata is at least capable.
Wang Bo asked, "How do you prove yourself?"
Tata said: "I use our tribal way to prove it, you look."
Having said that, he walked forward until he was five or six meters from the tent and stopped.
At this time, the bee noticed him, but did not launch an attack. The Italian bee was very kind and generally not aggressive. Of course, he shot others with urine.
Opening the backpack, Tata pulled out a small black jar from the inside, his face showed a pious expression, smeared something from the black jar to his face, and painted his face black.
Atulu explained, "These guys in Fiji like to play with imagination. They have to paint their faces black, don't they know that their skin is dark enough?"
Tata wasn't faking it. He kept saying something when he painted his face, and soon the bee colony suddenly became restless.
At the tip of Wang Bo's eyes, he saw a bee that was larger than the bee climbing on the tent flew out. After circling a figure in the air, he flew to Tata's forehead and lay down.
The other worker bees seemed to be receiving the Holy Fire Order's sun and moon gods, scrambling to fly towards Tata.
Now Pharaoh finally saw what is called a ‘crowd of bees’. I do n’t know how many bees flew to Tata, and they formed a gray-yellow dragon in the air, which was spectacular.
From the forehead position, the colony of bees adhered to Tata. Within two minutes, his body was covered with three layers inside and three outside the bee.
Keeping this state for five or six minutes, Tata started to shake from the arm, and the bees attached to him fell off, just like the mud fell off. The bees that fell were all piles.
In the end, all the bees fell off, and only the queen was still lying on his forehead. Tata still had a word in her mouth, stepped towards the hive step by step, reached out to take out a piece of content, and put the queen back into the hive.
The bees left him alone and flew back to the hive, covering the tent again.
After returning, Tata handed the things in his hand to Wang Bo, a gray-brown honeycomb with sticky honey on it.
"Just like this, eat it directly. You can put this little piece in your mouth and chew it slowly like you usually chew gum. At the end, you will feel a residue in the mouth. This is beeswax, which can be swallowed or vomited. Tata motioned for Wang Bo to eat.
Wang Bo and others each divided a small piece, which was sweet and not too unpleasant.
"If you have inflammation in your nose or throat, you can treat it like this," Tata said seriously.
(To be continued.)
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