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Chapter 607

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On the second day after he arrived on Earth One, Li Jie pushed his cart out and set up his stall. In 1965, street management in the United States was not so strict. There were very few police or other government agencies that would take care of things like setting up stalls.

This was especially true in the world of Earth One. In this world, the real trouble that street stalls faced was not the police, but the gangsters on the streets. They would come to collect all kinds of protection fees. Of course, most of the gangsters who collected protection fees from street stalls were not presentable. The big gangsters, even if they wanted to collect protection fees, would go to various shops or companies with a front. If they did not pay, they would make people restless.

When Li Jie's stall had just been set up, a group of such people came. This was different from the main world. In 1965, the main composition of the gangsters on Earth One was white. People of other skin colors were basically at the stage of being squeezed, especially black people, who hid in their own neighborhoods and did not dare to go out. This was because there were gangs that specifically looked for trouble with black people.

In this world, the KKK, which was white supremacy, was very arrogant. For example, when Li Jie was looking for trouble with the Flying Fire Gang in the bar, it was mostly because of this. It was because he was obviously not white.

Li Jie put on a slight disguise, and the sky was very dark that night. In fact, May and Anthony did not see Li Jie's appearance clearly.

Although Li Jie had slightly disguised himself, his appearance was still a bit troublesome in this world. The physical characteristics of a mixed-race person were still very conspicuous. When he had just set up his stall, two gangsters came to collect protection fees, but Li Jie did not hold back and directly beat them away.

In 1965, the lower class of New York was really a world that used fists to reason. The law did not have much use, and the police would not interfere if they could. In any case, it was better to avoid trouble.

After setting up his stall, Li Jie also bought a lot of newspapers and magazines from the newsstand next door. The source of the money came from the Flying Fire Gang members that he had killed yesterday, about a few hundred dollars.

He flipped through all the newspapers, but the news that he had killed more than ten gang members the previous night did not appear in the newspapers at all, or rather, the newspapers did not pay attention to it at all. He only wrote that a fight had broken out on a certain street, and more than ten gang members had died. This made Li Jie fully understand the dark nature of this world. The death of a dozen people in New York City was not taken seriously.

After that, he checked all kinds of news and information to get a general understanding of this world. After all, in a world without the Internet, newspapers, magazines, and books were the only ways to understand these things.

There was no Captain America or Steve Rogers in this world. Howard had died a long time ago, and the heir to the Stark Corporation was the young Anthony. But he had not taken office yet. In fact, the person in charge of managing the Stark Corporation was Peter Parker …

One after another, different incidents assaulted Li Jie's mind. This world was completely different from Midgard.

Just when Li Jie felt a headache coming on, he heard the sound of May tapping on the iron railing and the words, "Do you have hot coffee?"

Only then did Li Jie turn his eyes away from the newspaper and look at the father and daughter in front of his stall.

His eyes widened. Wait a minute? Am I seeing things? Why does the girl in front of me look so much like Mary Jane? At least 70% to 80% similar! And who is standing next to her? Although he was not very sure, Li Jie inexplicably felt that the fifty-year-old man's face looked a bit like a combination of Peter Parker and Ben Parker.

Right, the magazine he was reading just now. Li Jie quickly glanced at a New York Weekly. The man in front of him was on the back cover, and his name was Peter Parker.

Li Jie bared his teeth. He had just opened his stall in front of the Stark Corporation. Although he had the idea of getting in touch with the Iron Man of this world, or the Spider-man, he did not expect to meet the person he wanted to see right at the beginning.

Mei curiously looked at the stall owner. This was the first time she had seen someone do business so slowly. He kept staring at the customers, which was not good. So Mei asked again, "Do you have hot coffee?"

At this time, Li Jie came back to his senses and said, "I'm sorry there's no hot coffee, but do you have any other hot drinks?"

Now, Li Jie had come back to his senses and was thinking about how to contact the heroes of this world. Just like when he saw Anthony yesterday, he was sure that it was Iron Man. Although this Iron Man was weak and a little timid. But at least in that environment, he was still willing to wear a bulletproof vest and carry a gun to save him. With such courage and responsibility, Li Jie felt that he should help him.

At the very least, he could not bring down the Iron Man's reputation. How could an Iron Man who could not even deal with a dozen gangsters be called Iron Man?

Li Jie smiled and said to Mei that he did not provide hot coffee here. It was too troublesome to make hot coffee, so he needed a coffee machine. He really did not want to sell instant coffee, because not many people bought instant coffee.

Mei was not disappointed when she heard that there was no hot coffee. It was a small stall, and she did not expect to sell it. So she asked again, "So what hot drinks do you have? Or hot soup? "

After being exposed to the cold wind in the cemetery for three hours, Mei's body was cold from the inside out. She urgently needed a cup of steaming hot drink or soup to refresh herself, whether it was hot cocoa or hot tomato soup.

Li Jie smiled at Mei and Peter, then opened the lid of the square pot that was originally placed on the trolley, and said, "Hot drinks will be provided with hot milk tea and hot lemon tea. As for soup, there is only Kanto soup. Here is Kanto soup. "

The lid of the pot on the trolley was opened, and white steam rose up. What was the most attractive thing in the cold winter? Steaming hot pot was one, so was spicy hot pot, and so was Kanto soup.

In many ways, Kanto cooking was similar to hotpot or wok. It used a variety of long-lasting ingredients and threw them into the broth made of kelp (kelp), firewood fish, or bonito, and slowly cooked them. It made the ingredients taste good, and at the same time let the taste of the broth permeate the ingredients.

The square pot on Li Jie's stall contained six different kinds of Kanto soup: carrots, kelp, eggs, beef tendon, fish cakes, and bamboo shoots.

When the lid was opened, a strong aroma came out along with the hot air. The fresh and sweet smell of the ingredients instantly awakened Mei and Peter's sense of smell, which was not sharp because of the cold winter.

Mei's throat moved. She had only wanted to drink a cup of coffee, but when she smelled the aroma, she suddenly felt hungry. After all, they had left for the cemetery in the morning. Adding the time they had spent in the cemetery, it was actually one o 'clock in the afternoon. It was time for lunch.

Mei looked at Peter and said, "Dad, shall we eat something?"

Peter sniffed and looked at Li Jie. His spider sense did not give him any warning of danger, so he nodded and said, "Well, if you want to eat."

Peter was not so particular. After all, he had lived a poor life when he was young. When he was really poor, he could not even afford to eat at a roadside stall.

Li Jie's small dining cart was very clean, and the kitchen utensils on the side looked very professional (after all, they were legendary kitchen utensils). And the smell was really appetizing. A bowl of hot stew in winter was quite good. Anyway, Peter's Kanto soup and stew did not seem to be much different (in fact, there was no difference).

The father and daughter, who originally wanted to drink coffee, had changed to eat stew. Basically, they ordered one portion of every ingredient. Peter asked for two portions of beef tendon.

Li Jie took out two disposable utensils from the dining cart and put them in front of Peter and his daughter. He also took out a sufficient amount of Kanto soup for them. Then he quietly poured some liquid from the dragon pot under the dining cart and mixed it into the Kanto soup.

It was some of Li Jie's secret soup. It was not the common Kanto soup sold on the table, but a special soup made with legendary kitchen utensils. When cooking the soup, Li Jie deliberately controlled a considerable amount of energy to pour into the soup. This way, the soup not only tasted better, but also had a special effect.

Just like Parker and his daughter, when May took the first sip, her eyes suddenly widened. Peter was even more surprised. He almost did not hide his expression.

After taking the first sip, he closed his eyes for a while, and then immediately took the second sip. He looked at May, and she gave him a look of disbelief.

Because both of them clearly felt that the soup contained some strange energy. The moment it entered their stomachs, their whole body became warm. It was as if their whole body was penetrated by hot air.

This feeling was not the stimulation of sweating after eating spicy food, but a more neutral and peaceful feeling. After drinking a bowl of soup, the whole body felt like it was in a hot bath.

Peter said almost without thinking, "Hello, sir. Can I ask you how to make this soup?"

Li Jie looked at old Peter with a "you're kidding me" expression. He felt that the old Peter's EQ was the same as the young Peter's.

Peter soon realized that his way of asking seemed to be wrong. "I'm sorry, I was rude. I just want to know why this soup makes my whole body feel warm and full of vitality. It's like eating a large piece of American ginseng. "

Li Jie smiled. "This is a kind of diet therapy. It's especially good in winter. It's especially useful for weak qi and blood. It's also very good for cold. I used some healthy herbs. "

Peter listened to Li Jie's words and fell into deep thought. After eating her oden, May felt a lot more relaxed. She seemed to have thought of something and invited Li Jie, "Sir, are you interested in working at Stark Corporation?"

"Huh?" Li Jie was stunned. "For what?"

"To be a chef, of course," May said matter-of-factly. "Our company can provide good treatment, at least better than you setting up a stall on the street. Of course, you need to provide the most basic health qualifications before you can enter. "

Peter didn't stop Mei from speaking. He seemed to have thought of something. He just smiled at the side.

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