Chapter 1022: . Tyrant gold teacher (3/5)

Supermarket business is really hot. Department store supermarkets dominate New Zealand's retail business. New World Supermarket was hit badly on the opposite side. It can only make money by selling something that department store disdains to sell.
Now, the profit that Wang Bo can create for a month has reached a considerable profit of 2 million or more, and 30 million in the year is proper.
Considering that the sunset town now has 2,000 townspeople, and there are still more than 5,000 passengers per day, this income is not an exaggeration.
Wang Bo took two more gloves to leave, and he reassured Anderson to recruit people. If the size of the supermarket is not enough to cope with the current situation, the scale can be expanded.
Moqila of various colors returned to the castle, and a group of people were busy in the garden.
The first is to lay a rainbow road, Eva said optimistically: "I suggest that you also lay one in the flower field, the sunset town is rainy, so that tourists can walk in the flower field in the rainy season."
"This is a good idea. With Mochi's cover, weeds are not easy to grow, which can reduce the maintenance cost of flower fields." Hani nodded.
Wang Bo sat on a covering and touched his chin. Good idea. He could build a convenient transportation network in the flower field.
In New Zealand, Mochi is very common. It is widely used on flower beds on both sides of the road. Not only is it beautiful and reduces the growth of weeds, but its rough surface can also absorb the dust and exhaust from the car, improving the air quality of the road surface. .
Wang Bo put on gloves to cut the mochi. This thing is similar to the wood board extruded with wood flour. It is quite strong and very large. To piece together the pattern, it needs to be cut.
Bowen, who was helping, turned back: "Hey, Boss, don't you want to do a charity event? What do you think we will do with the children in Eva's hand to lay mochi for some financially difficult families?"
Wang Bo quickly cut the mochi board and said, "Is this a little lack of sensation?"
"Then you send 100,000 yuan to every household in the town, this is a sensation." Bowen dismissed.
Wang Bo rolled his eyes: "Ha, I'm doing charity, not a saint!"
Eva stopped him: "Don't talk anymore, be careful about the thickness of the mochi board, about 10 cm is the best. If it is thin, it will easily expose the soil below. If it is too thick, it will easily block the soil's breathing and cause the roots of the covered plants to rot."
"What if we do such an event?" Wang Bo asked.
Eva nodded: "It's okay. The children have been doing well recently. We have used new therapies to improve their mental health. This includes a lot of contact with the outside world and giving them an internal desire to communicate."
"I also heard that a child seems to have successfully emerged from autism?" Hani asked with interest.
Talking about her work, Eva smiled for the first time: "You are talking about Angelia, she is not autistic, she is malignant anxiety. Recently, the child has been much relieved, and she can even be my little one. helper."
"That's great," Hani said, holding up his beer. "Eva, toast for your achievements, and respect your pure angelic heart, and wish the children a speedy recovery."
Pharaoh felt that he should also have a drink for himself. He is convinced that these achievements have the credit of the campus heart.
In the rush of a group of people, the garden soon became colorful from a bare earth.
Laying the mochi requires design drawings. They immediately designed some patterns, but after the laying, they found that they were not the same as expected.
"I thought we were all Da Vinci, but now we are Picasso or Monet." Wang Bo smiled helplessly after watching it.
After laying, you must sprinkle some nitrogen powder. This is because the main material of Mochi is wood scraps. The wood will continue to decompose and decay in nature, and the bacteria that decompose the wood need nitrogen.
Therefore, the soil covered by Mochi is relatively deficient in nitrogen and requires artificial nitrogen supplementation.
Working on Monday, Wang Bo held a meeting to organize a charity event with the students. After that, he received a call from Alan Malone, saying that he was going to sign the local gold medal to participate in the New Zealand Winter Equestrian Competition.
The New Zealand Winter Equestrian Competition, also known as the second middle and long distance marathon, is a race that some unknown horses have to participate in. It is a middle and long distance race of 2400 meters. Those who perform well can participate in the most noticeable spring marathon.
This Marseille is held in Christchurch and attracts a lot of attention. Every year, some unexpected new horses appear.
Of course, because this game is linked to gambling, so many people pay attention.
Wang Bo will go to Aocheng every half month to see Tyrant King and Black Horse King. Tyrant King has gradually adapted to the life he is not around and no longer skips school.
What makes him happiest is that although he left his territory, the tyrant gold and the black horse king are still so brave, it seems that the soul of the soul is not useless to leave the place of the setting sun.
At the racecourse, Wang Bo was still a distance away from the stable. The door of the stable was suddenly opened, and local tyrant Jin ran out in excitement and rushed towards him.
A horse came on, this might be a little scary. After all, it was a half ton guy. The cavalry on the battlefield used to rely on war horses to maintain its power.
Wang Bo was full of confidence in the local tyrant Jin, and did not panic to escape, but still stood sideways and stood on the side of the road.
Local tyrant Jin ran to slow down in the second half and stopped right in front of him.
Wang Bo laughed with his head in his head and smiled, "Okay, daddy knows you love me so much, so do I. If you train for a few more days, shall we go home?"
Ma Long smiled, "Boss, you can pick up the local tyrant and go back, and his studies are over."
Wang Bozhe asked: "Don't you want to maintain it until the match day?"
"The tyrant gold has performed very well and learned very quickly, so we can finish it early." Malone said.
"This child really learns everything fast. He learns fast even when he opens the horse door, but he is very sensible now and will not open the door at will." A horse trainer said.
This was so long ago, the local tyrant Jin really had a longing for freedom. After he learned to open the door by himself, the horse farm locked its door.
But in this case, local tyrants went on a hunger strike and did not cooperate with training.
In desperation, Malone had to release it to close the door with a lock, and the tyrant gold also compromised and no longer opened the door casually.
With local gold, they went to the track and Malone asked him to try.
Wang Bo stepped on the stables, and local tyrant Jin seemed to know his purpose. He might also be accustomed to race training. When he rode up, he immediately ran behind the railings for the race.
(To be continued.)