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Chapter 224: Paradise Island(2/2)

There is such a century-old joke.

When the earth shakes greatly.

When French people flee a disaster, the first thing they save is artwork. This is their romance.

When the Nordic people fled the disaster, the first thing they rescued was their literature, which was their knowledge.

When Americans flee disasters, they never forget to carry a gun. This is their safety.

The Yamato clan fled the disaster and took a thick collection of comics with them. This was their pride.

When the Xia people fled disasters, they carried pots and pans on their backs and carried a bag of grain.

The rest of the people were laughing at the Xia people for being stupid.

One hundred years later.

French art has become an expensive luxury product sought after by the world.

The literature of the Nordics has become a precious historical material.

Americans used guns to maintain order.

The comics of the Yamato clan have not been appreciated, but a 260g USB flash drive provides hope for the revival of the Yamato clan.

When these people finish their busy day's work.

Whether you are approaching a high-end restaurant or an inconspicuous restaurant in the streets and alleys.

Even snacks with names.

What greets them in the end is often a smile from the Xia tribe.

In the eyes of people who are either amazed or satisfied, they harvest the money in their pockets.

Although it is just a joke, it is enough to illustrate how whimsical the idea of ​​hiring a Xia native to be a cook is.

"I'm tired, you guys eat, give me a room where I won't be disturbed, I want to rest!"

Ding Xiaoyi rejected the idea of ​​dining and bathing with them.

In fact, he was also very hungry, but when he thought that Mr. Chen had prepared hot meals for him at home, he instantly lost all interest in the barbecue and bread that Bei Lan mentioned.

I have already been with them to share their sorrows, so forget about sharing the hardships.

“Do you want someone to deliver the food later??”

Bei Lan asked with concern.

"No, just don't disturb me."

Ding Xiaoyi repeated this sentence again, with a look of impatience on his cold cheeks, which instantly made Beilan swallow the next nonsense.

Immediately, someone prepared a large sunny room for Ding Xiaoyi.

Ding Xiaoyi slammed the door, locked the doors and windows, and carefully checked every corner of the room.
Chapter completed!
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