Hearing there would be barbecue, the eyes of all three lit up in an instant.
For North Americans, a weekend backyard barbecue was a major celebration. It was as if they held barbecues in the same high regard as the Da Xia People held going on vacation—the two were on equal footing.
Lin Chen had made some new friends when he first arrived in Toronto, but after attending two or three of these so-called barbecue parties, he gradually lost all interest.
Before he'd left the country, he'd imagined foreign parties to be thrilling, wild, and incredibly fun. The reality... was just a bunch of people lying on chairs or standing around, holding a cold beer or an iced coke, with some chips and snacks laid out, chatting the afternoon away.
And the barbecue?
'Heh.'
He didn't even want to think about the taste of that stuff.
