Marvel World Mixed Life

West 32nd Street, Manhattan Island.

Li's handicraft shop.

Li Mo and his only employee, Lucas Jr., are cleaning up.

Little Lucas is not a slacker, he is diligent. And Li Mo is not used to instructing people's character. The two worked together, and in a short while, the store was restored to cleanliness.

Li Mo threw a bottle of Coke to little Lucas, while he brewed a pot of Pu'er tea and drank it leisurely.

"Boss!" Little Lucas asked excitedly after taking a sip of Coke, "Did you see Iron Man that night?"

Li Mo sipped his tea expressionlessly, glanced at little Lucas, and said leisurely: "Well, I saw it, a tin woodman was beaten badly! Why, maybe you also have a dream of a superhero? "

Without waiting for little Lucas to answer, Li Mo continued: "Actually, it's not impossible to become a superhero!"

Seeing the unbelieving expression on little Lucas' face, Li Mo didn't care, and continued to talk nonsense: "The rich rely on technology, such as Tony Stark. But the poor can play mutation at all! Find a weird insect to bite you One shot, or injection of some messy chemical products, etc., will have a certain chance of producing superpowers!"

"Of course there are certain risks, such as turning into something like snot."

Little Lucas was a little sick.

"Or become a fly man, with big compound eyes and rotten flesh!"

Little Lucas felt something rush up in his throat.

"Or heads like one avocado drying another rotten avocado!"

Little Lucas couldn't take it anymore, "Oh, shit! Boss, please stop talking, it's too disgusting! Whoever wants to be such a hapless superhero!"

After murmuring his dissatisfaction for a while, Little Lucas suddenly sighed, "Boss, do you know what I envy Tony Stark the most?"

Li Mo: "Well, why do you envy him?"

"He actually slept with the cover girl of Playboy magazine in every month of the year!" Little Lucas's expression suddenly became a little lewd.

Li Mo immediately became serious: "To be precise, not all of them! Because he happened to be busy in March, but he was a twin in December!"

Both of them were fascinated, and there was an idiotic expression on their faces...

A lady in a windbreaker walked into the store curiously, but was startled when she saw the expressions of the two, and immediately turned around and backed out.

After lusting for a long time, little Lucas said jealously: "Beast!"

Li Mo: "Rogue!"

Little Lucas: "He must be very imaginary!"

Li Mo: "Severe kidney deficiency!"

Little Lucas: "You are weaker than the boss!"

Li Mo: "Yes... No! Which of your eyes saw me wrong!"

Little Lucas was a little aggrieved: "Selena told me that you were short and powerless every time. She didn't want to lose you as an old customer, so she had to pretend to cooperate!"

Li Mo took a sip of tea with a puff: "Who else did she talk to?"

Little Lucas: "Papa Bruce, Eugene, Mrs. Mary, Fernandos..."

Li Mo: "Just tell me who else on this street doesn't know!"

Little Lucas: "Let me think about it... Carter ran away, so I don't know... and... Boss, I really can't think of it!"

Li Mo only felt a bad breath welling up in his chest, what have you done before!

A good black guy who doesn't play hip-hop, was educated by you to become a Chinese hand, even knows about TM kidney deficiency!

What's more serious is that the situation of physical (yang) physical (wei) deficiency (zao) weak (xie) is known to everyone in the street!

no! This pot doesn't say anything! Li Mo secretly made up his mind that he must discuss with Selina some other day, for the glory of the man!

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The time in chatting always passed a little fast, and it was already noon in a blink of an eye. In the morning, Li's handicraft store only made one deal: a piece of handicraft fan, worth 8 dollars!

Li Mo shook his head, how strange it is that this small shop can survive till now!

However, the development of Xiaodian is no longer an imminent problem after receiving a compensation of 300,000 US dollars.

The most important thing now is that uncle is hungry!

With Li Mo's temperament, if he came to this world what made him the most unbearable, it would be in terms of diet!

After waking up, he was hospitalized for more than ten days. The various mushy nutritious meals and vegetable salads provided by the hospital were no different from the pig food he remembered from feeding pigs in the countryside.

Moreover, the eating habits of Americans and Chinese are different. They have breakfast and dinner as the main meals, and they usually don't pay much attention to lunch, just deal with it casually.

These office workers in New York are even worse. Li Mo saw with his own eyes in the hospital the male nurse West, a 1.9 meter white man, whose daily lunch is a cup of coffee and a piece of bread!

Li Mo felt terrified!

And burgers and sandwiches are all cold meals! All this made him a little bit broken. As a leader in the big foodie country, his stomach urgently needs a hot and fragrant Chinese meal to soothe his wounds.

He intended to order a Chinese takeaway, but the weird taste of the food at Thomas Lin's Chinese restaurant not far away made him dismiss the idea directly.

You may be able to eat authentic Chinese food in Chinatown, but that’s in the Lower East Side, with the current traffic in Manhattan…

Shaking his head, Li Mo went directly to the kitchen on the second floor, and decided to do it himself. Because of his hobbies and the fact that his ex-wife can't cook, he has developed a good cooking skill, and he will never go hungry anywhere.

Opening the refrigerator, a rotten smell came out directly. Li Mo covered his nose, and threw the moldy half pizza, smelly canned sardines, and expired bread, milk, and beer into a black plastic bag.

I didn't know how to cook in my previous life, and I lived on all kinds of junk food. In addition, I went to the store during the day and worked part-time at night. The stove in the kitchen has not been used for a long time. Li Mo had no choice but to clean up.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and an artifact fell into his sight: a rolling pin used by his previous mother!

The rolling pin is in hand, I have it all in the world!

How to cook an authentic Chinese meal without Chinese seasoning? Chef Li can tell you the answer: hand-rolled noodles with tomatoes and eggs!

"Little Lucas, little Lucas!" Li Mo ran downstairs, only to find that his employee was eating a hamburger.

"Throw away this piece of shit!" Li Mo grabbed the hamburger and threw it into the trash can, and said urgently: "Quick, go buy three catties of flour, as well as tomatoes and eggs! Remember not to use that kind of flour for making bread !"

Little Lucas was a little helpless. The boss seemed to be a completely different person after he came back, but he ran out quickly for the sake of the dollar in his hand.

The place was a bit far, and Lucas Jr. ran two blocks to buy everything. After returning, Li Mo, who had already cleaned up the stove, snatched it over.

Knead the dough, wake up the noodles, scramble eggs, boil the sauce...

Under the surprised eyes of little Lucas, Li Mo rolled the dough into a big and round shape. Fold, cut, spread out, below, out of the pan, pour marinade.

Two bowls of hot tomato and egg hand-rolled noodles!

Li Mo didn't care about talking, he took out his chopsticks and started to eat. Little Lucas, who often eats Chinese takeaway, of course also uses chopsticks. He picked up a chopstick carefully and took a bite, his eyes lit up, and he began to eat with big mouthfuls.

You have to take a big mouthful of the noodles and make a chugging sound to eat it refreshingly! In less than five minutes, there was only an empty bowl in front of the two of them.

Li Mo felt satisfied physically and mentally. All the unpleasantness after coming to the Marvel world was swept away, and the sky in New York became lovely...

After lighting a cigarette, Li Mo closed his eyes comfortably.

Little Lucas smacked his lips, as if he was still thinking about it, and said flatteringly: "Boss, your cooking skills are comparable to those of a three-star chef! It turns out that what Thomas Lin cooks is not Chinese food at all! How about you open a Chinese restaurant too?" Come on, make money for sure!"

Li Mo rolled his eyes: "Have you ever eaten a meal made by a three-star chef? And I'm not interested in serving people! Are you full? Go to the store! If you want to work with a partner, you will be deducted five dollars a day from your salary!" "

"Miser! Grandet!..." Little Lucas walked downstairs indignantly.

Li Mo didn't care either. He finally had his first employee in two lifetimes. How could he embody the blood and tears of capitalist society without oppression.

Make a pot of tea, turn on the TV and watch the news casually.

"Milwaukee Elderly Man Develops Gamma Poisoning After Drinking Brazilian Guarana Drink..."

"The police in Harlem seized a batch of arms from Hammer Industries. Sheriff Misty Knight claimed to be related to the local Viper Gang..."

"The Osborne Group will hold a press conference to announce the latest progress in biological genetic engineering..."

"The Rand Group announced that it will reach a series of cooperation intentions with the Japanese consortium..."

It looks like something is going to happen, but what the heck! Before the Avengers and aliens fight in New York, buy a high-value insurance and hide in other places for a while...

Li Mo is not a complete Marvel fan. He has watched all the movies and TV shows, and the specific plot has been forgotten for a long time.

In a daze, his two eyelids fought, he turned off the TV, climbed into bed and fell asleep.

When I woke up, it was already dark.

After closing the store, I greeted little Lucas and went to Fernandos' barbecue restaurant to have an authentic Brazilian barbecue.

When parting, little Lucas looked a little serious: "Boss, don't deliver food at night during this time! The streets are a little bit uneven recently!"

Li Mo patted little Lucas on the shoulder: "Don't worry! Your boss, I will never work for others again! You also pay attention to safety!"

After bidding farewell to little Lucas, Li Mo returned home. After closing the rolling shutter and checking all the doors and windows, I came to the second floor.

He moved a chair and sat in front of the balcony, opened a bottle of beer, lit a cigarette, and did not turn on the light. He silently looked out the window.

Manhattan at night has a different scene. Under the dim streetlights, the old buildings of the last century seem to be silently telling countless separations and reunions. The lights of the Empire State Building in the distance are shining like stars...

Li Mo shook his head, leaving the confusion in his heart behind. Since it comes, it will be safe, what else can it do?

Stretching out his right hand, a transparent vine slowly drilled out from his fingertips, emitting a silvery white shimmer in the darkness, swaying gently like seaweed.

"Is this Goldfinger? What the hell am I now?"