Reborn South Africa as a police officer

Chapter 207 Enthusiasm

There is no doubt that the new tax collector is warmly welcomed by everyone in Bigwig.

On the second night after arriving in Bigwig, Dunn invited the new tax collector, Brad Shelley, to the Oak Bar for a drink.

"Why is it called the Oak Tree Bar?" Brad was very curious. There are no oak trees in Bigwig Town. Apart from Bigwig trees, there are all kinds of fruit trees. This name does not quite fit the overall style of Bigwig Town.

It is surprising to say that, as a rebuilt town, anyone who comes to Bigwei Town will strongly feel the overall style of the town.

Without exception, the first impression of Bigwei Town must be tidy.

This is a neat town that is almost harsh. The person who designed this town must have had severe obsessive-compulsive disorder. All the residential houses in the town are two-story wooden buildings with the same style. It must be a garden, and even the path paved with stone slabs in the middle of the grass is so detailed that several stone slabs are exactly the same.

In addition to the style of the houses, the spacing of the Bignonia trees in the town is also standard and uniform. On both sides of the central street with a length of no more than one kilometer, there is a Bigglow tree every ten meters, which is as standard as if measured with a ruler.

All the roads in Bigwig Town have been hardened, and the brown granite from Basutoland is used. The surface of the stone slabs has been carefully treated to prevent slipping. Because of the unevenness, walking on it has a certain massage effect on the feet.

In Bigwig Town, you will never see the homeless people that are common in Johannesburg and Pretoria. Brad discovered this problem the first day he came to Bigwig Town. Dunn explained to Brad that as long as Homeless people found in Bigwig Town will be sent to the mines of De Beers Consolidated Mining Company. Whether they can't find a job or are unwilling to find a job, Bigwig Town will help them find a job.

The impression left by Bigwei Town is not only tidy, but also clean. This cleanliness not only refers to environmental sanitation, but also includes people's mental outlook.

In Bigwig, there are few wretched and rude Zulus, and almost no impoverished Boers.

A small number of Zulus are workers on the construction site. Because of their work, their clothes may not be so clean, but they must be well-groomed and uniformly planned. They will not show their breasts or be lazy. They can see It is clear that they are very responsible for their work.

As for those impoverished Boers, they are very common in Pretoria or Johannesburg, but they are definitely not seen in Bigwig. Homeless people, they can report to the police station at any time. Even London has not installed telephones in every household, but it has already been done in Bigwig Town.

Dunn explained that this is because most of the residents in Bigwig Town are policemen, and every household has a telephone installed. If the police station encounters an emergency, they can use the phone to notify the policemen who are taking turns at home to gather urgently. This has greatly improved the work efficiency of the police station.

Brad liked the explanation.

On the first day he came to Bigwig Town, Brad confirmed that he fell in love with this town. Brad wanted to ask Dunn about the housing prices in Bigwig Town. If it was within Brad's acceptable range, Brad would Ladd plans to make his home in Bigwig.

"The Oak Bar is Sir Locke's property. Sir Locke used to work in Oak Town, Cape Town. It was also a small town abandoned because of the war. The name of the town was 'City of Cowards'. All the deserters were dispatched to Oak Town. After Sir Locke went to work in Oak Town, he completely rebuilt Oak Town, just like Bigwig Town. The difference is that Oak Town is full of oak trees, and the town is surrounded by vineyards. The Alsdee wine is produced in Oak Town, I will buy you a drink later, you will love it." Dunn explained in detail, and his words were full of pride.

"Sir Locke is such a great man." Brad couldn't help sighing, this is really not a compliment, reconstruction is always more difficult than destruction.

"Of course the head is a good man, that's why we respect him." Dunn pushed open the door of the Oak Bar, music and noise burst out immediately.

In 1877, American inventor Edison invented the phonograph, and the following year, mass production of records began.

Oak Bar is the first bar in Cape to use gramophones to provide music. Due to technical limitations, a record can only be played for about 5 minutes at this time, but this short 5 minutes is enough to make people ecstatic. Many people hang around the Oak Bar all night just to listen to the wonderful music.

"Bill, bring me two glasses of Cape Town—" Dunn threw six shillings on the bar, which shocked Brad a little.

Three shillings for a glass of wine, this price is really too expensive for Brad, Brad's annual salary is only 150 pounds, 100 pounds is needed to support the family, and only 50 pounds can be freely used by Brad.

50 pounds is one thousand shillings. If you buy all the wine, there are only about 300 glasses, and you don’t get a drink every day. This makes Brad, who is used to going to the bar for a drink after get off work, a little worried.

But soon, Brad was intoxicated in the wonderful cocktails. Although the price of three shillings a glass is a bit expensive, it is worth the money.

Dunn was a frequent visitor to the Oak Bar and the sheriff of Bigwig Town, so people kept coming to say hello to Dunn.

Dunn introduced Brad to everyone, and when they knew that Brad was the new tax collector in Bigwig, almost everyone bought Brad a glass of Cape Town.

Brad was drunk and happy.

In the early morning, the melodious birdsong outside the window woke Brad from his sleep. The tax office in Bigwig Town is a private house, the lobby on the first floor is used for office work, and Brad lives on the second floor.

There are knights passing by on the street outside the window, and the horseshoes stepping on the stone slabs make a crisp sound——

The new neighbor I just met yesterday is the general manager of the Rock Gold Mine. His seemingly gentle and virtuous wife is forcing his son to practice the violin in a stern tone——

Several children ran across the street, shouting and fighting with each other, and the general manager's wife opened the window and roared——

Across the street is the home of Sheriff Dunn. His family has two South African mastiffs. It is said that they are police dogs eliminated from the police station. It is estimated that the dogs bit the furniture in the house last night. Now the sheriff is sternly reprimanding on the lawn— —

The general manager's wife thinks that the sheriff's voice has affected her son's violin practice, and she is negotiating with the sheriff in a gentle but firm tone——

Brad decided to get up and cook a hearty breakfast for himself. Although his family is in the UK, Brad never treats himself badly.

"Brad, are you okay?" The sheriff brought his two "sons" to visit.

"Not at all, I'm so drunk." Brad felt a little headache, which is the aftereffect of the cocktail.

"Sorry Mr. Brad, Dunn shouldn't have made you drunk yesterday." A beautiful woman with a hot figure followed Dunn into Brad's house.

"It doesn't matter, you were not familiar with Cape Town yesterday, drink it again tonight, and then you will fall in love with it." Dunn laughed loudly, turned back to see the woman's eyes, and immediately restrained himself.

There is a woman here, so everything is in order, and the two trouble-loving South African mastiffs are lying obediently in the corridor. Without the owner's permission, they will not enter the house.

"Let me introduce. This is my fiancée, Selma. Selma is the head nurse of the Bigwig Town Hospital." Dunn took the initiative to introduce to Brad. A fiancée, amazing.

Brad immediately realized that Selma's English seemed to have a little Boolean accent, and then it dawned on him.

"Please sit down, I'm sorry, this place is really a bit rough." Brad was a little flustered, he had just settled down, and he didn't know where the tea was.

"Don't bother Mr. Brad, I warmed up some milk, just to hangover." Brad noticed that Selma was still carrying a lunch box.

"Thanks—" Dunn grimaced, Brad noticed.

He opened the lunch box suspiciously, and there was indeed milk in it, and there were honey and eggs, which are good things to sober up.

There is another layer under the lunch box, and after opening it is dried beef jerky.

"Using bull beef to make beef jerky, Selma thinks it can relieve the hangover." Dunn winked, obviously not agreeing with this statement.

Beef jerky made of bull beef is usually only done by Italians. Brad is acceptable. Even if you can’t hangover, it’s good to eat as a snack.

Fortunately, it’s not rabbit poop. Cowboys in the American West will use rabbit poop to make tea, thinking that this can relieve the hangover——

"I don't go to work today. I will make grilled lamb chops and rabbit meat tonight. If it's convenient for you, Mr. Brad, you can come and have a drink with Dunn, but don't drink too much." Thelma sent Brad invite.

"Thank you very much, I will be there on time." Brad already felt his taste buds jumping.

After Dunn and Selma left, Brad began to rummage through the cabinets, looking for the bottle of champagne that he brought from the British mainland, which was said to be produced in France.

When visiting someone’s home for the first time, you must bring some gifts. A bottle of wine is the most suitable. It is neither expensive nor shabby. Opening it on the dining table can also enhance the friendship between friends.

All day, Brad fidgeted and put on his best suit, a handmade suit made to order in London, which Brad thought was a grand invitation to be taken seriously.

It was really grand. When Brad arrived at Dunn's house at night, Brad discovered that the legendary "guerrilla nemesis", Johannesburg Police Chief Sir Locke was actually there.

This is not easy. With Rock's current status, ordinary people must not be able to invite him.

Looking at Roque's position at the table, it was obvious that Roque knew Dunn and Selma very well.

"Please sit down, Mr. Brad, I'll be waiting for you." Rock greeted proactively.

Seeing Rock so enthusiastic, Brad felt good.

(End of this chapter)