The rats and birds ate a delicious meal of mushrooms and then flapped their wings and flew high.

They are very handsome when they fly, because the bird has a slender tail, which is longer than its body, so when they fly, they look like a little magician riding a magic broom.

Yang Shubao lay down at the window and tracked their figures. He saw them sinking into the jungle of elephant grass. Needless to say, they went to the tree of life.

He was very pleased to see this. This is a rare rat bird!

Then he remembered something and was not very relieved. He forgot to eat while watching the birds.

Uncle Yang used chopsticks to stir and crush the slim that had fallen off, and then drank a bowl of thick noodle soup.

As a result, because the chili sauce used tasted very positive, this thick noodle soup was surprisingly delicious, even better than eating noodles alone.

Yang Shubao laughed: "Good is where misfortune depends, misfortune is where good fortune is to hide!"

Today, we will continue to build roads. There are chalk stone layers underground in the grassland, so that there will be more stones that can be dug out. The chalk stone can be easily broken into small pieces, so it can fill the potholes on the grass to a flat surface.

They were doing work, and a loud barking sounded, and John said without raising his head, "Well, an uninvited guest is coming."

Uncle Yang squinted his eyes and said, "It's Richard, what an uninvited guest?"

John was stunned: "It was the dog who told me that the person who came to me had bad intentions. Uh, it was the husky who barked, and that didn't count."

Uncle Yang came up and asked, "Hey, brother, why are you doing here?"

"I'm here to give you money," Mason said angrily, "Do you believe it?"

"Where is the money?"

Mason rolled his eyes and said, "Sher, I don't believe me, you still believe me? But I'm not talking nonsense. Someone asked me to talk to you, guess who it is."

Uncle Yang sneered: "You still need to guess this? I can even think of it as a cloth tear machine when I use my butt!"

Mason smiled and said, "Then I suggest you don't think with your butt. If you guessed wrong, I'll give you another chance. If you guessed right, I'll give you 10,000 yuan, and if you guessed wrong, I'll give you 5,000 yuan, will you do it?"

Uncle Yang lowered his head and continued to work: "I won't talk to him anymore."

Mason was stunned: "This, this, okay, you won, do me a favor and talk to them. Two people wanted you to talk to you about something, one was called Patrick Godot and the other was called Hawthorne David. They were from Durban and were import and export traders."

Yang Shubao asked back: "Patrick Godo, Hawthorne, David, import and export trader? I don't know any import and export trader. In fact, I don't have any acquaintances in Durban."

Mason shrugged, "Tell them, maybe something good is there?"

Uncle Yang shrugged as he looked: “God bless you.”

He must give Mason a face, so the two walked out.

Seeing the three elves working hard, Mason asked, "Do you want to build a road by yourself?"

Uncle Yang shrugged and said, "Or what if it is? The government will not repair it for me, right?"

"Absolutely, the government will definitely not repair it for you."

"Then aren't you asking nonsense?"

Mason stared at him and said, "Are you stupid? hh, have you forgotten? hh! They are charity organizations, and your land is also used as charity undertakings. If you apply for charity to build roads, they will be happy to help!"

"There are such good things?" Uncle Yang was surprised.

Mason said loyally: "I'll apply for you."

"Good brother! For your sake, no matter what these two people are looking for me, I will try my best to meet their requirements!"

Yang Shubao didn't know these two people, but when he arrived at the door of the fast food restaurant, he had a vague premonition in his heart: there was a brand new Mercedes-Benz SUV parked at the door. He had seen this car before and was parked on the road closest to his territory. Nate and Danny also said that these two people had wanted to invade the territory.

Sure enough, after entering the restaurant, he saw two familiar faces.

At the same time, he also understood why Mason ran to him without hesitation. The two of them sat on both sides of the largest dining table, with dishes on them. The fast restaurant's turnover in the past week was estimated to be only the price of this table.

The white man with blonde hair was named Patrick Godot. He friendly and extended his hand to Uncle Yang and greeted him: "Hello, Mr. Yang, it's an honor to know you."

The handshake movement is simple and it is said that Lao Yang, who is used to the strong handshake of local black people, is a bit uncomfortable.

The two asked Uncle Yang to sit down and then add wine to him.

There is no profit, no early rise, no wind, no waves.

Yang Shubao said: "Mr. Godot, Mr. David, if you have any questions, you might as well tell me directly. The owner of this store is my best friend in South Africa. If you need my help, I will do my best."

Godo smiled and said, "Thank you very much for your promise. In fact, we really want to trouble you. Is it true that you bought the surrounding land? "

Uncle Yang nodded: "Yes."

"I see you planted many trees on the land. What are you doing? Do you use this land to plant trees?" Godot asked again.

Davidson was impatient, and he asked directly: "If you like to plant trees, you should have paid attention to the woods on your territory, right? Have you noticed any strange animals in the woods?"

Uncle Yang said in confusion: "Strange animal? What animal?"

Davidson said: "A kind of little monkey..."

"The little African golden monkey is not a strange animal, it is just a common little monkey. You know there are many monkeys in South Africa, but these monkeys have beautiful golden retrievers." Godo interrupted his companion and introduced it.

Yang Shubao's heart beat faster, they were talking about the Golden Lion Face!

Thinking of this, his face was silent, and his brain was analyzed with storm: The golden lion drapery is not a native species in South Africa. These people know the specific location of the golden lion drapery, so they must have something to do with the appearance of the golden lion drapery.

**Never part ten!

Godot continued: "To be honest, the little golden monkey is a new breed developed manually. We were responsible for transporting them, but in the end there was a mistake and they escaped into your territory. Oh, in fact, it was not your territory at that time."

What a golden little monkey, what artificially cultivated new varieties, Godo thinks he is Simba and his mother wants to fool him!

Since the other party was going to fool him, he would be polite: "Golden monkey? I have never seen this. If you say something strange, then I have seen honey badgers and lions. Yes, I have a honey badgers and lions there."
Chapter completed!