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Chapter 142 Return to Shanghai

I don’t know how long this wild boar has been roasted, but it’s finally ready.

This was the first time Han Qi had seen a wild boar. Although he had never seen a wild boar running alive on the ground, he was about to eat it.

Each place has its own rules. Although wild boars are overpopulated in many places in the country, private hunting is not allowed. And the name is wild boar, so of course it is a wild animal. The Wildlife Protection Law stipulates that killing wild boars is illegal.

Han Qi has always been a good and law-abiding citizen.

Well, even if he wanted to eat it before, he never had the chance. Even if there were farmers, how could a poor student have that spare money?

"Okay." Roald said.

He cut off a large piece of meat from the wild boar's thigh, handed it to Han Qi and said, "You can eat it right away. The seasonings are all ready."

Han Qi thanked him and reached out to take it.

The meat is really fragrant. The cooking method of roasting can bring out the flavor of the food itself. However, Mr. Roald is still cutting the freshly roasted wild boar meat. The hot meat is mixed with the flavor of chili pepper.

The smell of black pepper and meat filled the entire space.

Han Qi was a carnivorous animal and was hungry, so he ate quickly.

Don’t think that it’s just a small piece of meat cut from the thigh of a wild boar. This is not a roast chicken or a suckling pig, but the meat of a real wild boar that is about to reach adulthood. Mr. Roald cut it for Han Qi.

It is as thick as the palm of your hand and 20 centimeters long.

The meat tastes very hard and chewy, and a lot of seasonings are probably used to cover up the smell of wild boar meat, but this is also good. Han Qi often eats home-cooked dishes with a lot of seasonings, so he has long been used to it.

Such a strong taste.

Regarding the smell of mutton in the meat, Han Qi found that no one paid much attention to it. Everyone who got the meat was very happy to eat it. Trisette even asked Han Qi: "How does it taste?"

"It's okay." Han Qi said.

In fact, it's just so-so. It's better than the barbecue restaurants you can find every day, but it's definitely not as good as those well-known hotels and restaurants in China.

After thinking about it, I made it myself, so it tastes great.

After eating three pieces of meat in a row, Han Qi felt full.

Trisette had finished eating long ago and was playing with the children. Triste seemed to like this little lolita very much. Ever since she came here to meet them, Triste had been taking the children to play with balloons and watch TV. Han Qi found

She said:

"Shall we go? It's almost eleven o'clock."

They had been playing here for several hours. Han Qi felt that Mr. Roald and the others would go to bed soon. It would be better for him and Trieste to go to the town early to find a hotel.

But this was overheard by a woman, who said:

"It's so late, so why don't you leave? Roald's house has many rooms, enough for everyone to stay here."

It was too noisy during the introduction just now, and Han Qi didn't remember the woman's name clearly, but after hearing what she said, he said: "That's so embarrassing, and we have to go to the airport very early tomorrow, and I'm afraid it will inconvenience you.

"

"It's such a coincidence that we are going there. So are we. Maybe we can go together then."

"..."

After she finished speaking, she shouted directly: "Old Roald, come and take the two guests to the room to rest. What are you doing?"

Mrs. Roald came over first. She was a woman in her thirties. Her face looked like she had Jewish blood and her personality was very gentle. She didn't agree when she heard that Han Qi and the others were leaving.

Although the security in Norway is very good, after all, it is already so late and this is a forest. What if we encounter any dangerous animals? This wild boar was seen near the house today. If there were no guns, they would probably all be dead tonight.

Wouldn't stay here.

Roald came over smelling of alcohol, and together with his wife took Han Qi and the others to a guest room on the second floor.

"This place has been tidied up and everything is clean. You can rest here. I just heard from Boutni that you are going to the airport tomorrow. What time will it be?"

Han Qi didn't know about this problem yet, Trieste said: "We are not in a hurry, we haven't bought the tickets yet, as long as we can return to Oslo tomorrow...right Han Qi?"

"Okay." Han Qi said.

Zhang Chi didn't call to urge him, so it seemed like the matter wasn't urgent.

The two of them stayed here tonight. The heater continued to work after closing the door, and the whole room was still very warm. Han Qi didn't understand how this was done, but now he likes the heater more and more. In winter,

Simply omnipotent.

Han Qi was very honest at night, and so was Tristel.

At nine o'clock in the morning the next day, it was completely bright.

Han Qi and Trieste said goodbye to Roald together, walked out of the forest to return the car, and took a plane back to Oslo.

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It has been four days since I set foot on the land of China again.

After returning to Oslo, we stayed for another night, and then we boarded a plane for a long flight. We had to transfer in France on the way and waited for four hours before leaving. Han Qi could not remember how many times he thanked the system for optimizing his body.

Otherwise, long-distance travel would be really difficult.

And even if I return to China, I still get jet lag.

Han Qi arrived at Shanghai at ten o'clock in the evening. He had slept on the plane for nearly ten hours before landing. Do you want to sleep after landing?

impossible!

Han Qi didn't even find a hotel to drop off his luggage before he called Chang Ci first.

"Zhang Chi, I'm Han Qi."

"Oh oh oh, have you arrived in Shanghai?"

"Well, where are you? Do you have time to chat?"

"Then...shall I send you the location?"

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Chi checked the time.

Want to chat with me at ten o'clock in the middle of the night?

What kind of nerves are going on here? Was he kicked out by his wife?

Fortunately, I usually go to bed late.

He sent his location to Han Qi via WeChat, and then continued to coax his son to sleep.

"Dad, who is it?"

"It's a brother you met before. The two of us also stained his clothes, remember?"

Xiao Zhangfei thought for a while and quickly recalled Han Qi's appearance: "Is it brother Han Qi?"

Zhang Chi held the quilt for his son and said softly: "Yes."

"Brother Han Qi's name is so nice. Dad, why should I be called Zhang Fei? My classmates all laugh at me."

Zhang Chi crossed his legs and said immediately: "What's so funny about your name?"

"Dad's father's name is Zhang Yang. He always suffers from being too flamboyant in his work. He just hopes that his father can be relaxed and relaxed in doing things, so your father's name is Zhang Chi." He fell into memories and thought of the years when he drove a racing car.

"Isn't this going to start galloping later?"

"You became a driver and won the championship. As for me, I just hope that you can keep racing like dad in the future. Let's call it the Speeding Team. So, your name will be Zhang Fei."

"What's the problem?"

"Does Liu Bei disagree, or does Guan Yu have an opinion?"


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