It is hard to make money and shit is hard to eat. It is easy to say but difficult to handle.

Uncle Yang didn't know who said this, but it made sense.

It is really hard to build a house on a grassland.

Standing under the tree and looking around, he was melancholy for a few seconds, then climbed up the tree and took a liquidation action, licking the accumulated spring of life.

The green spring water is very cold and has a unique taste, like the fragrance of plants and trees.

As the spring water entered his stomach, a full feeling appeared, making him feel that his strength doubled and his energy was particularly energetic. In addition, after closing his eyes, he no longer had a dark spot in front of him, but a little green droplets appeared in the darkness.

His physique began to change. This darkness was a magic pool, and that drop of green water was the magic he absorbed.

This magic is enough to cast deformation.

He first became familiar with the arcane knowledge, then imagined the dark-skinned version of Jay Chou in his mind, and then performed a transformation on Nate who could jump: Come out, my brother.

A little magic turned into green mist and disappeared. When he opened his eyes and looked carefully, wasn't this a dark-skinned version of Tony Damu...

He can also accept the dark-skinned version of Tony Damu, as long as the goblin looks like an individual.

Bring a jump-to-Nate, who had to jump, and he had a circle around his territory before he was printed on the satellite map. In fact, he would not admit his mistake if he didn't look at the map. The government planted many wooden stakes on this grassland as boundary lines.

One thousand acres of land are not big or small, but one circle is about eight kilometers. The main body of Yangcheng, who has absorbed the Spring of Life, has sufficient energy. It took only more than an hour to walk around.

The tree of life has a strong desire to survive, just in the center of the territory.

In this way, Yang Shubao had to build a house next to the Tree of Life. The easiest way is to buy a scrapped container, dig two holes to make doors and windows, and then install an air conditioner to use it.

But he felt that this was too coping with it. He was at least the lord of the Elf City.

Then there is another way to build a colored steel tile house, just like the house he lived in the Cape Plant Reserve.

But he really lived in this thing and his insulation ability was particularly poor. When the sun shone, the house became a steamer. At noon, a piece of colored steel was washed with water on the roof and then fryed the eggs directly.

After listening to someone's advice and having enough food, Lord Yang ran to the town to find Mason and asked him if he had any suggestions.

Mason smiled and said, "You have found the right guy. I do have a good job in building a house. If I hadn't loved food, I might have been an engineer in the construction team. Let's talk about the topic. When I was learning how to do sashi in Zimbabwe, I saw the local mud thatched house. Do you know that kind of house?"

Yang Shubao nodded. There are also this in South Africa, which is to use mud and stone to paste a wall, and then build a thatched roof with a cone on it, just like an enlarged version of the old grave in his hometown.

He doesn't want to live in this, it's unlucky.

Mason said: "You can combine colored steel tiles with them, use colored steel tiles as the main body, and then paste mud and sand inside and outside the walls, and cover the roof with giant mimeat. Do you know giant mimeat, right? Have you seen it?"

Uncle Yang straightened his chest: "I am a graduate student in the major of animal and environmental protection!"

"That's not seen before," said Mason. "The giant miracle is a type of miracle, also known as elephant grass, because it can grow very tall, and the grass can even cover up the figure of elephants. It is rare in the Great Saint Lucia wetlands, but I can help you find it, and I will definitely find it."

Uncle Yang was depressed. He really knew about the thing called Miscara.

Miscellaneous grass is more common in Africa and Asia. They live in tropical and subtropical environments. Among them, the most common species of Miscellaneous grass in Asia is called Chinese Mang, and there are also high mountain Mang in Bay, which can grow up to two meters.

The giant miraculous grass in Mason's mouth, or the elephant grass, is more common in Africa. They can grow up to three or four meters and stretch out like a forest!

This idea is feasible, and Yang Shubao said happily: "Then help me find the giant miraculous grass. I will go to Heluheluwei and find a construction team to lay the foundation and install a color steel tile house."

Mason nodded: "Leave it to me."

The resort town is twenty or thirty kilometers away from Hluhluwe. It would be unrealistic for Yang Shubao to walk there any longer, and he had to take a taxi.

There are two types of taxis in South Africa, one is the international TAXI, and the other is a van similar to the Dajinbei . However, it is larger and has twelve seats inside, which are transformed from scrapped minibus in Europe and the United States.

Among them, South Africans say that taxis are mainly TAXI, and some of the cars transformed from minibuses are called Shuangshuo, also called Matatu - the name Matatu was heard from Kenya and Uganda.

Uncle Yang didn't want to take a car like this, so this thing was scrapped long ago. Then they were sent to Africa and then modified, just like a mobile coffin.

But there is no other car to take except Matatu. The resort town is a newly built town with too few people, and the government has not provided public transportation. Only Matatu, which emerged from somewhere, will pass through the town.

Of course, there will be private cars passing by on the highway from time to time, but they will not stop in rural areas just to promote their style and pull a yellow-skinned stranger. They will only drive away at lightning.

All drivers know the dangers of rural roads. When they take the driver's license, there is a tip in the textbook: Every time they park in the countryside, there is a possibility of robbery.

After waiting for a while, she didn't wait for the right car, so Yang Shubao had to go and ride the horse.

For safety, he brought Nate with him, so that when he encountered danger, he could let Nate push himself first and escape.

When Massen learned that he was going to ride a horse, he specially picked a car for him.

The car is dazzling, with paint and stickers on the body, a portrait of Jesus on the rear glass, and a big red letter "Air-Force-One" is written on the front of the car.

Yang Shubao asked: "Is this car the safest?"

Mason said: "No, it runs the fastest. Haha, it's the first to set off. I've asked, Air Force One is about to leave."

The tickets for Matatu are cheap, only ten rands per person.

Yang Shubao gave the ticket seller twenty yuan. The ticket seller looked down at Nate and asked him five yuan: "Children's tickets are half price, if you are willing to hold him, you can not buy a ticket."

The car door opened and rock music sprayed out from the small speaker on the roof. After Yang Shubao got on the car, the ticket seller closed the car door again. At this time, he saw a car sticker on the inside of the car door, with a line of words written on it: It is impossible to escape.

After waiting for a few minutes, no one got on the bus. The ticket seller returned to the bus and knocked hard on the window twice. Then the driver, who was originally lying on the steering wheel to rest, sat up, stepped on the accelerator and started running.

Uncle Yang's face turned pale: He swears he saw it just now, and the driver had not opened his eyes when he stepped on the accelerator.

The black young man ticket seller misunderstood his expression and said loudly: "Don't worry, we will definitely be the first to go to Hluhluwe."

Uncle Yang smiled awkwardly: "Actually, I'm not in a hurry."

The minibus are running lightning on the road, and they are simply the king of highways.

Then a Mercedes-Benz caught up from behind, and the driver stepped on the accelerator again, and the minibus was faster!

More than that, the driver also opened the window and shouted at Mercedes-Benz, who was driving side by side outside: "If you think you can catch up with me, then try it!"

Uncle Yang quickly closed his eyes and drew a cross on his chest.

He felt that Matatu was definitely God's proud work, because after they were activated, every passenger would pray for God's blessing, and even the serene pagans would become God's devout believers after getting on the bus!

PS: Thank you for your rewards from all brothers and sisters. I will make a list in order to thank you. Here I would like to express my special thanks to the leader of the league with the last number 30050. I have recorded the bullet shell and owe five updates!
Chapter completed!