My travels can open treasure chests

Chapter 303 A Beautiful Day

Called the driver who drove the boat, and it took 10 minutes to arrive at Blackoya.

In fact, it is not far away. Standing on the platform on the second floor of the Oslo Opera House, you can see Lindoya, Blekoya, and other large and small islands with the naked eye. Anyway, the fjord landform is so magical, otherwise Norway would not It will be called the Land of Ten Thousand Islands.

Blekoya is an island for Norwegian tourists to relax in summer. This island is as small as Lindoya, but there are few houses for residents. Most of them are hotel-style villas for tourists and a small number of entertainment facilities.

For example, there is a private theater here, a small KTV... that's about it, nothing more.

There are no large hotels, nightclubs, or playgrounds.

The only supermarket is only open in summer, and even this supermarket will be closed in winter.By the way, there is only one public toilet here, and no paper is provided. If a person comes to the island in winter and suddenly has diarrhea, without paper, and then finds that the only supermarket is also closed— —

How desperate that must be!
However, the scenery on this island is unique.

Stepping on the artificial beach with bare feet, looking at various islands, houses, and even cities in the distance, there will always be an illusion that the world behind you belongs to you.

But the people around you are not an illusion.

Han Qi and Ingrid clasped their fingers together, and walked slowly on the beach barefoot.

The sand under your feet should be transported from a real beach. It is soft, dense, and delicate. It will be very comfortable to step on it.However, the sun was too strong, so the leisurely time could not last long. After only half an hour, the two of them put on their shoes and came to a restaurant by the beach.

This restaurant is not the western fast food you can see everywhere, nor is it western food, but a barbecue restaurant.

Open flames are prohibited in Blackoa this season, and all the islands around Oslo must abide by this. The Norwegians are willing to lose money that is several times the value of the forest, and they are not willing to destroy any tree.

If caught playing with fire, deportation will be light.

This restaurant is the only place on the island where you can eat barbecue with charcoal fire. Perhaps this is also related to the surrounding beaches, so you don’t have to worry about any accidents caused by fire leakage.

Han Qi bought a lot of barbecue from the boss.

The waiter slowly brought up Han Qi's order on a plate, and a man in a chef's uniform was lighting a charcoal fire. Seeing that everything was almost ready, the chef was ready to do it.

Han Qi said: "Wait a minute, do you want to bake like this?"

"Huh? Yeah."

".I like Huaxia's barbecue flavor better, and you can prepare some seasonings for me."

He saw that the chef was going to make the barbecue he ordered into the form of roast suckling pig, so he couldn't hold back and wanted to do it himself.And no matter how lazy a man is, he still has a psychological desire to cook for his wife...

The premise is that a man's status is high enough, he generally doesn't cook, and he must be a wife-loving person.

Han Qi, wearing an apron, said to Ingrid who came over.

"Go and sit and play with your phone for a while. I'll call you when I'm done. The oily smoke may be quite heavy."

"No, I want to watch you do it."

Han Qi grinned, nodded and said, "Alright, I'll let you have a taste of Huaxia barbecue too, as it happens that all the seasonings I want are here."

As a kind of food culture, barbecue is very popular all over the world, so it is not only in China that there is barbecue.

Many people should have heard the abbreviation of BBQ, which is actually the abbreviation of barbecue, which means barbecue meeting.It is so popular that as long as it is outdoor sports, there will basically be a barbecue meeting in the wild.

This is why Lin Duoya prohibits foreign tourists from throwing garbage.

There is simply too much garbage from a BBQ.

Let's go back to the difference between Chinese barbecue and European barbecue.

China is good at using materials and the combination of various sauces to make the meat more delicious. The strong aroma and spicy taste can cover the monotonous taste of all ingredients. Whether it is beef, pork, or lamb, it can be made with the same grilling posture.

Europe and the United States also like to use sauce, but the choice of ingredients is more important, with a very special diversity, and even sometimes, what is called BBQ is not just barbecue.

such as--

Han Qi once chased the aurora with a tour group. That night the tour guide built a fire and taught Han Qi to use an iron stick to stick the marshmallow into the fire. When he brought it back, he got a small fireball and blew it out. Flame, you can see a charred marshmallow.

This is also BBQ.

Reasonably speaking, this is unacceptable to Han Qi. For him, only meat is called barbecue.

Han Qi asked those staff members who wanted to help him to rest somewhere to cool off, and he could handle it all by himself.He used to eat barbecue every night when traveling in China, and he wanted to try it himself a long time ago.

On the table, the beef has been cut, and the two large steaks are as big as the washbasin.

The chef was going to put these two pieces of meat directly on the grill to start cooking. This is completely different from the barbecue Han Qi wanted to eat, so he decided to do it himself.

The whole piece of beef was cut into slices by Han Qi and spread out on the grill with tongs.

There is no bamboo skewer here, so I just grilled it like this. Anyway, Han Qi saw that the grill was very clean, and there were no black marks left by a lot of smoke on the surface. It looked similar to the one he just bought.

As soon as the tender beef was put on it, it made a sizzling sound, and Han Qi quickly started touching the sauce.

But the beef is cooked too fast, right?
Before Han Qi applied all the seasonings, the beef had already started to turn black. He didn't care about sprinkling cumin, so he quickly took out these pieces of beef.

Han Qi looked at the pieces of black charcoal in the plate, as if he had been silenced by a magician.

Ingrid came up to her, trying to push Han Qi away and come to the front of 'Heitan'. When Han Qi found out, she quickly picked up the plate and ran away. On the way, she grabbed one with her hand and tasted it.

"Ok?"

He stopped running.

Although it looks a bit substandard, the taste is surprisingly good.

It smells like roast beef kebabs.

Ingrid happily chased after her.

"I saw what you ran, let me watch again, or I will post the video of your failure on Twitter."

Han Qi turned his head and said solemnly: "It's not a failure, it's just not a complete success. If you don't believe me, try it."

Ingrid obviously didn't believe it, how can you eat this scorched thing?
She quickly took out her mobile phone to take a picture, and took pictures of Han Qi and the plate he was holding, and said proudly: "I want to keep it as a souvenir. There are not many pictures of you failing, so I finally found you Something you don't know."

"I'm not a god. I know too many things. You taught me how to ski."

"Humph."

Speaking of this, Ingrid is angry. Han Qi’s skiing was taught by her, but it didn’t take long for Han Qi’s skiing level to surpass hers. I only passed the teacher’s addiction for a few hours, and then the students put themselves The teacher was left behind.

Damn.

Han Qi picked up a piece of black charcoal and put it in front of her mouth, and said, "Don't pout, come and taste it, the taste is really good, it has a strong charcoal flavor."

It's all black like this, and the charcoal flavor is of course strong.

Ingrid opened her small mouth and suddenly bit it over. She bit Han Qi's hand lightly with her teeth, and then pulled the beef away.

"Hmph, if you bully me again, I'll bite you."

"When did I bully you?" Han Qi couldn't laugh or cry, where did this go, what did she think of this?

Looking at the grease on his fingers and Ingrid's saliva, Han Qi subconsciously took a sip, ready to continue studying how to complete a perfect barbecue dish.Ingrid suddenly blushed and gave a pooh, and said:

"What a badass!"

The second piece of beef roasted next was much better. Han Qi cut it a little thicker, and he had enough time to sprinkle various seasonings.

He used the same method to process a lot of vegetables, corn, etc., but suddenly found that there was a huge salmon in the material, which seemed to exceed one meter. It was difficult for Han Qi to get this big guy to roast on the shelf.

Even if he gets it, he doesn't know how to do it well.

No way, he had to call the master again.

But this was already the last dish, and Han Qi prepared the rest of the dishes and put them in a big basin.But it definitely looks better than what beginners make.

Han Qi watched the master skillfully cut the salmon into pieces, while he took a plate and inserted the largest piece of beef from the prepared barbecue to sit beside Ingrid.

The piece of meat was as big as a steak sold in a restaurant.

Anyway, I do it myself, and I can make it whatever I want.

"It's so proficient." Han Qi lamented the chef's craftsmanship.

"Yeah, you need to practice more." Ingrid had oil and chili on both corners of her mouth, looking very cute.

Han Qi looked at her suspiciously: "You don't want me to cook all the time, do you? Isn't this a mutual thing?"

"Do you want me to be a princess to cook for you? Dreaming!!!"

The two suddenly started arguing about who will cook in the future, which left the chef who started to show off speechless for a while. When Han Qi and the others noticed him again, the chef had already put the one-meter-long salmon into different categories. on the grill.

The chef uses the local Nordic barbecue method, which feels like being cooked Western food.

The salmon meat is very tender. Han Qi has eaten it countless times before, but this is the first time to eat barbecued salmon today.

After the chef was done, the girls put them on a few plates and delivered them to Han Qi's table.

The surface of the meat is slightly browned from cooked meat, but this is a normal color in grilling, and the browning is obviously not enough to roast to the center.That is to say, this piece of meat is actually the same as the beef Han Qi eats now, and it is only seven mature at most.

However, salmon is one of the few fish that can be eaten raw, and how mature it is is not a problem.

Han Qi was the first to dig a piece of meat with a fork.

It was one meter long, and the fish on the back alone was enough for the two of them to eat to their fullest, not to mention that both Han Qi and Ingrid had eaten a lot before that.

"It tastes good." Han Qi said.

"But I can't eat anymore." Ingrid touched her stomach.

The barbecue made by Han Qi is really delicious, spicy and numb, and it has to be served with frozen milk.

Han Qi lowered his head to look at Ingrid's stomach... he couldn't see it.

"Let me touch..."

"Bastard!"

He communicated with Ingrid sometimes in Norwegian and sometimes in Chinese. Anyway, Ingrid's speaking is not that bad, but as long as Han Qi speaks slowly, she can still understand her.

Badass is a word she likes to say.

Taught by Han Qi.

The more she listened, the more excited she became. Sometimes Han Qi just wanted to hear Ingrid scold her as a villain before teasing her.

After eating this meal, it was almost dark, so I hurried back to Oslo.

Han Qi sent Ingrid to Karl Johan Street outside the palace, and watched her walk away on this street step by step.

This is a street that Han Qi is very familiar with, and Han Qi can retell all the details of that painting clearly at any time, otherwise it would be impossible to draw such an excellent oil painting.

After Ingrid walked away, he continued to look here for a long time.

Will this street become the street I am most familiar with besides my hometown?

All kinds of emotions are poured into it, and it is difficult to get rid of it.

The taxi driver also watched Ingrid go away, and then looked at Han Qi's face in the rearview mirror: "This handsome guy, where are you going now?"

“Hope Hotel O City, Bijek District.”

Taxis merge into traffic.

The car moves very slowly. As one of the oldest cities in Norway, Oslo, like many ancient cities in Europe, has not built too many underground parking lots, so in modern times there are more cars than parking spaces.Sometimes when we arrive at our destination, we can’t find a parking space after driving for half an hour.

After more than half an hour, Han Qi returned to Biek District.

After paying to get out of the car, the driver finally couldn't hold back, poked his head out and called Han Qi: "Hey, kid."

"What's up?"

"Is that girl just now Princess Ingrid?"

"Can you Princess Ingrid speak Chinese?"

The driver blinked, probably thinking, then shook his head: "It doesn't seem like..."

Han Qi spread his hands: "That's it, you have to go, I hope the next person who gets into your car is either a prince or a princess."

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After washing up, Han Qi lay on the bed thinking about what happened today, and soon fell asleep.

Although he was not dreaming, the corners of his mouth were still raised.

If only it could be done every day.

At the same time, the man in the Oslo Palace thought so too.

Ingrid was wearing pajamas, sitting in front of the window looking at the stars and the moon in the sky. It was late at night but she didn’t feel sleepy at all. She took out her mobile phone, watched the voice chat on which the time was still advancing, and listened to the even breathing from inside. .

"It would be great if every day was this good."

The next day, Han Qi was woken up by a phone call.

People from Tromso City Hall called Han Qi for the fourth time this month.

"Hello, Mr. Han Qi, have you been to Norway yet?"

Han Qi rubbed his eyes and replied, "It's already here. I lived in Oslo yesterday, and I can arrive in Tromsø by tonight. Mr. James, what's the situation at the construction site? Will it be completed today?"

"You've arrived? That's great. I'll notify our colleagues in Oslo to meet you. As for the construction site, don't worry about it. They won't be able to submit the work within this week, but we hope you can come for the final details." Take a look."

"Okay, that's what I want too, then I'll wait for you in Oslo."

"Please provide the address..."

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(End of this chapter)