Rebirth: How a Loser Became a Prince Charming - Chapter 411

[Four hundred and nine uninvited guests on Christmas Eve]

Candies, hot chocolate and ginger candy biscuits allow everyone at the table to fill their stomachs in advance.

Cong Nianwei is frying traditional American minced meat pies on the open fire. If it wasn’t for a group of people who wanted to celebrate a traditional festival, it would be more convenient for everyone to cook Chinese food directly.

The crust of the pie is not only added with baking powder and salt, but also with softened margarine, just like the leek box that the Chinese love to eat in the morning.

It’s just that the leek box is placed in the oil pan for frying the fried dough sticks, and it can be taken out of the pan until it is golden and transparent, but this minced meat pie has to wait for the turkey in the oven to come out, and then take the test inside. Ten minutes.

Ding…. The time control button automatically tripped, and Qin Guan, wearing isolation gloves, dragged the tray of this giant turkey, which weighed several pounds, out of the oven.

On the large white porcelain plate, the delicacies belonging to it fell, and the embellishment with rose petals on the side also lost its gorgeous color under the taste of this chicken full of light butter and pepper seasoning.

The fat chicken, but not a drop of oil around it, looks like it’s being roasted with a lot of heat, locking the essence of the meat in it.

The golden skin, as the room temperature drops, emits its characteristic ‘crackling’ grease crackling sound, and no one needs to try it to know how crispy and fragrant this layer of sebum will be.

The brothers Baptiste and Baptistler carefully lifted the long plate and placed it on top of the giant dining table.

The Christmas present that Joseph brought, a tablecloth with a delicately embroidered silver border, is now being spread over it, but it still cannot hide the charm of this turkey.

“Ouch! It hurts!” Coulibaly’s black claws, before reaching the turkey plate, his dark skin and white tablecloth exposed his behavior.

And what drew him was the crystal scepter he gave to Cong Nianwei. As a gift from a local tyrant, it was now being held by Becerra and used as a spear of judgment.

By the time the browned minced meat pie from the test and the rich and fragrant polenta simmered were brought to the table, the diners beside the table and chairs had their eyes turned green.

“Then what, do we want to thank God at the dinner table or something?”

“Thank you for what? Thank you Mother Earth for giving me food? Or thank the gods and Buddhas in China, let’s not play tricks.”

“Then let’s start .

…”

The speech here hasn’t started yet,

It started to catch on there. Who said that the most elegant table manners originated in Britain and France?

Those two huge drumsticks were caught in the hands of brothers Baptiste and Le.

Joseph was very nervous, and his tall figure could not defeat the frame of the shameless person. When anyone’s palm was about to grab the target, the other party’s saliva spat, he would withdraw his palm.

The power of biochemical weapons is not something that ordinary people can resist!

When Qin Guan went to the kitchen, he warmed and stirred the red wine with brown sugar, orange peel, almonds and raisins, and then added a little vodka to the Christmas Eve red wine.

This turkey is more than half gone.

The transparent glasses were filled one by one, and there was not a single drop of wine stains left in the small milk pot.

The friends who are full of wine and food have a glass of wine, which is really fragrant and warm.

“I said …”

“Ah, ah, ah … The glory of the highest gorgeous is God, attributive to the people he loved on the ground …” ”

People who sing the poetry ”

A group of singing and chanting groups that went out on tour appeared in the community where Qin Guan was renting.

“So what…”

“TarkTheHeraldAngleSing…”

The singing on the street is one after another. You must know that this group of people or groups, really few are professional singing, this is completely the old beauty of a group of amateurs, take this opportunity to sing with Friends get together trick.

A room full of people was pierced by the magic sound, letting this group of foreign travelers know that today is destined to be a sleepless night.

After completing their mission, the solitary wrapping paper temporarily lay in the corner of the room, suitable for inapplicable Christmas gifts, and neatly arranged by Cong Nianwei.

The hustle and bustle on the street made the ******** kid plan to stay up all night to work, but a late-night tenant suddenly slammed the door of his house.

The delicate porcelain doll stood at the door of Qin Guan’s house with an indifferent expression and her loyal big stone.

“Uh.. Merry Christmas Eve…”

Before Qin Guan’s voice could fall, the two uninvited guests walked into Qin Guan’s nest.

“I’ve caused you trouble, Qin Guanjun, I just need to stay here for one night and leave…”

What?

Cong Nianwei’s head exposed from the room, her eyes stared like a black cat sheriff’s copper bell.

“Qin Guan? Who is she?”

“Hehe…the president of the Japanese fan club, I met when I went to Japan to receive the award…”

Cong Nianwei’s brows were wrinkled, and the questioning words had not yet been spoken, only to see a mountain-like person beside her. Fatty, with a plop, he knelt down and sat down on Qin Guan’s tiled floor.

“Mr. Qin, please take it in! Please!”

I was shocked. You just stayed at my house for one night. Why not be so scary? I thought you were going to stage an ancient samurai’s suicide here.

If the price for Qin Guan to take in the young lady is to commit suicide, Dashi might actually be able to do it.

I don’t know what the New York police were thinking. On the eve of Christmas Eve, the Yamaguchi family’s stronghold in New York was silently taken up, but they did not arrest their young lady.

When Han Zhuojiu led a group of desperadoes, UU Reading www.sonicmtl.com combined with the figures of Mexico and Italy to kill the brothers of the company.

Kaoru Yamaguchi suddenly discovered that he had nowhere to go in New York.

Failure is not scary, what is scary is that even the foundation has been uprooted…

She immediately thought of Qin Guan, the China where she found out where she lived when she first came to New York, but never bothered man.

As long as this evening is spent safely, tomorrow’s plane will pick her up and return, and New York, she doesn’t plan to come over again.

The mafia backed by the government has long forgotten the power of the law of the jungle.

America is not for Japanese.

In the awkward little room, this big fat man in black clothes and a little bloody smell was kneeling on the ground.

Qin Guan was not a fool, and naturally he didn’t want Cong Nianwei to be worried, so he picked up the phone on the table and said something softly.

(To be continued.)