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Chapter 301 The trash can is private

Skiing is something they like very much. When the baby is still babbling and can't run very well, their family has already let the children practice skiing, using specially purchased baby boards.

And seeing how violent these hockey players are, he is very worried about the people in his own country.

So Han Qi opened his mobile phone and searched for domestic ice hockey. After clicking on it and seeing the picture, he finally felt relieved.

"Asian Hockey League, China and South Korea fight each other, the scene is hot!!!"

After clicking in, I found that Chinese athletes were violently beating Korean athletes. There was a multi-person sport on the ice-covered sports field. The scene made the short track speed skaters feel heart-warming.

Han Qi happily watched this video.

He just likes to watch rabbits bullying people, which can give Han Qi a sense of security.

Ingrid saw Han Qi laughing alone, and came over to watch the video played on Han Qi's phone. She was also surprised to see a group of people beating one person... What surprised him was not the fight, but the beating.

His teammates actually didn't dare to take action.

According to Norwegian proverb, if you don't dare to fight, why do you play ice hockey?

Ingrid definitely praised the level of the Chinese ice hockey team:

"Very impressive."

"Of course, we all know Chinese Kung Fu."

Han Qi put away his mobile phone, pulled Ingrid to sit on his lap, and the two watched the ice hockey game for a while... After the fight, of course, the game resumed normally. The few people who fought were not even sent off, and they were still playing.

Running around lively on the field.

After all, wearing such a thick protective suit, you won't feel any pain even if you get hit a few times.

After Han Qi finished his meal, drank two bottles of beer, and the game was over, they walked out of the tavern.

At this time, there were still angry discussions in the tavern.

Han Qi likes this kind of atmosphere very much. European taverns are almost all of this type. Guests who go to the tavern will not change places unless there are special circumstances. Over time, they will become friends and become a social occasion for acquaintances.

It would be great if there were bars like this in China. Then Han Qi would also go to the bar to watch the game.

He doesn't watch basketball or football, but he watches LoL games. If there is such an atmosphere during the finals, drinking beer in a bar while watching the Chinese team beating the baseball team is not as comfortable as watching the game alone at home.

?

Han Qi told Ingrid this idea.

"Then open one. Didn't you just sell a painting and make tens of millions? You should be able to open several pubs."

Han Qi was excited for a while, but quickly said: "No chance. According to us, the national conditions are different. Our bars over there... Qingba is a coffee shop, and a bar is a nightclub. There are very few normal pubs. There is no such thing."

kind of atmosphere.”

He has been to nightclubs in Chengdu several times, but he can only say that people with bad ears should avoid going.

"Then you come to Norway to watch the game!"

Ingrid gave Han Qi a good idea. Although e-sports is not developing well in Norway, there are still many people following it. She has also seen a multi-person parade held on the street for the development of e-sports. There should be a dedicated

Organized bar to watch the game.

"Will they support the Chinese team with me?"

"Um..." Ingrid blinked, "I guess so?"

"No way, Europeans probably prefer g2."

Ingrid waved her little hand and said decisively: "Then I will join you. If the two of us join forces, wouldn't it be a random killing? My voice is also very loud."

Han Qi used to pull her nose and said dotingly: "Okay, then let me call you another Chinese saying, called Shuangjianhebi, which means two people work together tacitly, and they look like one person."

"Oh, grouse coins."

"Yeah, that's alright." Han Qi said casually, rubbing the tissue he had just taken out from the bar to wipe his hands with and prepared to throw it into a trash can, but when he got closer, he saw a slogan written next to the trash can.

[Trash cans are privately owned]

"..."

As for that? So stingy.

There was no one around, so of course Han Qi could throw the trash here, but since he saw the sign, he didn't throw it away, and continued to walk forward with Ingrid.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

"fine."

After walking for a while, I saw another one, but there was still a sign on the side that prohibited littering. It should have been written by the owner himself, and the meaning was the same as the previous one. Anyway, it meant that the trash can was private.

Very strange.

Han Qi looked around and saw that the owner of the house opened the door and was about to come out.

"Sorry to bother you," Han Qi said.

The person who came out was an old lady with a kind face, and I don’t know if it was because Han Qi spoke Norwegian with a standard Oslo accent. Her tone was also very kind and she asked: "What's wrong, young man? Do you need help?"

"

However, the dog she was holding was very restless. It ran to Han Qi's left side and then to Han Qi's right side. Its tail almost broke.

"Yes, I want to throw something away, but I don't see any public trash cans on this road, and the trash cans in front of everyone are marked with such slogans."

He pointed to that [the trash can is privately owned]

"Oh, this, it's okay, just throw it away."

"But I'm a little curious, why is this happening?"

Grandma was not in a hurry to go out. Anyway, she could walk the dog earlier or later, so she just stood there and explained to Han Qi.

"We have always lived here, but because it is so close to Oslo, tourists often come here to play, but there are not many recreational facilities on our island. They come to our place to barbecue and throw away a lot of garbage."

"There is no one to deal with this garbage. We obviously don't like doing such voluntary labor every day, so we applied to the tourism bureau... But obviously the tourism bureau will not care about a small place like ours. They are more willing to develop Blai, which is not far from here.

Koya.”

Blakeya is where Han Qi and the others are planning to go.

He understood.

Too many tourists come here and create a lot of garbage. This garbage affects the lives of the Lindoyan people, but they have no way to deal with it themselves.

There is a charge for garbage disposal in Norway.

And the price is not low.

So no one would be such a good person. Even if someone couldn't stand it and dealt with it once or twice, there was an endless stream of tourists. Those who lived here were not rich. Who could afford to spend their money like this?

?

"Thank you, I understand."

"Well." The old lady looked at Ingrid, who was wearing a hat, but was obviously a Norwegian girl, and said to the handsome Han Qi: "Bless you, welcome you to move to Linduoya in the future, our place is very good

.”

"Haha, we are just here to have fun, but we will never litter."

Han Qi and Ingrid left. There was a tree-lined path in front of them. They were preparing to leave the island. The old lady also turned back and closed the door, preparing to take the puppy for a walk in the square.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, the poor little dog whimpered and slowly lay down.

Lin Duoya became quiet again, leaving only the sound of the wind blowing the leaves.


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