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Chapter 320

Joseph hadn’t expected his new neighbours to be so handsome . He felt ashamed of his behavior now .





Cong Nianwei was surprised by his impudence, but she smiled at their guest . "Welcome! Take a seat . I’ll get a plate for you . Where are you from?"

"Wow!" Joseph was impressed by the dishes . He suddenly forgot about his shame . "I’m German . I’m from Hamburg . "

Aha! A German who is not punctual!

Before Qin Guan could close the door, another visitor came .

"Aha! Your door is open! I knew Joseph would want to visit the new neighbours first . He is so shameless . How do you do? We are the handsome brothers from France, Batiste and Batisler . These are welcoming presents . We hope you’ll like them . "

Hey! I didn't invite you in!

Qin Guan looked at the small, dirty flowers in his hands . They looked like wildflowers picked by the side of the road .

Qin Guan didn't know what to do with them . I’ll throw them away after they leave .





Suddenly, there was another knock .

Qin Guan couldn't help but shout towards the hallway, "Is there any other customer out there?" 

Suddenly, the small apartment was full of visitors .

"Oh, my! Such good friends!"

The new visitors had brought folded chairs with them . They had even known how many chairs Qin Guan had . All their neighbours were there . Cong Nianwei began to boil rice again .

The real problem was that Coulibaly’s present was a small golden leopard . He was a real local tyrant!

The group suddenly pointed a finger at the young African man .

"What do you mean by that?"





"You are trying to be special! We just wanted to express our appreciation!"

"Cella and her sisters only brought Mexican pancakes . Why did you take this so seriously?"

"Did you know that the ancient Chinese thought gold was bullsh*t?"

Stop! The ancient Chinese wouldn't agree with you!


The three girls were smiling . Even the rings on their tongues couldn’t suppress their appetite . They all shouted at Cong Nianwei, "Hey, hot chick! The guests are waiting for you . Stop your work for a while . "

Cong Nianwei smiled at the self-invited guests . So many strange things going on around here! It seems like we won't be lacking any joking material in the future .

Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei sat by the table . Their foreign guests were looking at them like poor puppies waiting for food . The lure of the delicious dishes distracted them from the perfect appearance of the young man .

Qin Guan wisely did not give a welcoming speech . "Everyone here looks hungry . Let’s eat first and chat later!"





"Wow! Great!"

"Okay!" they all echoed before digging in .

Cong Nianwei and Qin Guan suddenly realized that the Mexican pancakes were the girls’ own staple food, not a present for them . They had originally planned on standing outside their apartment and eating the pancakes there . Little did they think that the new neighbours would be so generous .

The three girls were eating the beef and soup in combination with their pancakes . The Batiste brothers watched Coulibaly eat using the traditional eating method of his tribe: hand picking . They sped up themselves and stopped trying to look elegant .

"Ouch!" Coulibaly realized this was boiled beef .

Joseph, who was calmly looking at his plate, pointed to the shredded potatoes with his fork . "What's this?"

"Shredded potatoes . Try them . "

"Can potatoes be shredded into such thin threads? Are you kidding?"

"We used a shredder . "

Joseph picked up several threads and put them into his mouth carefully . What a magical country! They spend so much time on potatoes! They taste f*cking wonderful! I have never had such delicious food before!

The strict German put down his fork and put his hands to use . The fat boy called Batiste, who was lazy and greedy, found the situation unfavorable to him .

Who said the French were elegant? Bullsh*t! He threw his knife and fork away .

The scene reminded Qin Guan of his own roommates . He soon got lost down memory lane .

Cong Nianwei estimated the quantity of the leftover food silently . The beef was 1 . 5 kilos . Sure enough, the foreigners were greedy with meat . In the warm evening, Cong Nianwei forgot that she was a foreigner in a strange country herself .

Dinner was the best bridge between people from different races . Several minutes later, there were people with full stomachs sitting around the table .

Now the guests had the time to observe their new neighbours and vice versa, Cong Nianwei and Qin Guan were also observing them .

It is said that one’s face is the mirror of their heart . The appearance of the strangers was quite different from their ancestors’ pictures . The Latin girls had tattoos on their faces, and so did the black guy .

[1] A metaphor, referring to the forces that invaded China in 1900, including the US, the UK, France, Germany, Russia, Japan, the Austrian-Hungarian Empire and Italy .

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