Marvel's Fantasia

The next morning, Cynthia went out shopping.

She has already planned to buy some decorations today and decorate the apartment.I will prepare the ingredients in advance tomorrow, so that I will not be in a hurry when I move in the day after tomorrow.

Taking the bought things back to the apartment, seeing the warm decoration of the living room by various dolls, Cynthia nodded in satisfaction.

Looking at the time, it was already noon, and Cynthia was eating at a restaurant near the apartment, and learned from the waiter that there was a small market nearby, where there would be many interesting things.

Interesting indeed.

Cynthia was carrying bags in both hands, and inside the bags were all she had just bought, such as chicken flower pots, kitten flower pots, and all kinds of cute little flower pots. Although she doesn't know how to grow flowers, she looks cute and cute , I can't help but buy it!

She came to a fruit stand, the owner of which was an old woman.

Cynthia learned that she is from Brussels, and came to live in New York with her husband after she was 30 years old. These fruits were grown in her orchard, and they couldn't finish them, so they sold them.

Cynthia looked at the rich variety of fruits on the stalls and lamented that New York is full of talents, and even the fruit sellers are farmers.

The old lady didn't mind if the fruit could be sold or not, she just felt bored at home, so she came out to sit and chat with someone, as long as they could chat, she would give some fruit away to take away.

Cynthia still likes to listen to other people's stories. Anyway, it's still early, so she simply sits in the booth with the old lady, and greets the guests if there are any guests. If there are no guests, she listens to the old man telling stories about her hometown.

The two chatted for nearly an hour. The old lady said that she wanted to go to the toilet. Please Cynthia take care of it here. Of course, if she is not free, she can leave first. Anyway, it is nothing to put these fruits here.

As expected of a farmer, he is rich and courageous.

Seeing the back of the old man leaving, Cynthia propped her head on her hands, lying on the stall thinking about the ingredients to buy tomorrow.

"Are these brin sour?" A male voice came from above Cynthia's head.

The girl immediately sat up and greeted the guests: "It's not sour, it's very sweet, you can have a taste."

Cynthia picked up a Brin and handed it over, but the man didn't pick it up. She looked up at him curiously, and wanted to say that she could try it for free.

Um, is this gentleman doing cosplay?

The man in front of her had long hair and a black mask on her face. Cynthia couldn't see his face, but only saw that his eye sockets were a little deep, as if he didn't sleep well, or it might be the effect of makeup.

Maybe he's nearsighted?Looking at the other person's head, Cynthia thought that the man couldn't see clearly what she was holding, so she raised the Brin in her hand a little higher: "Sir, you can have a taste, this Brin is very sweet, um, I will give it to you for free eat."

Man: "I want sour."

Cynthia: "Huh? But this Brin is sweet, not sour Brin."

Seeing that the man was about to turn around and leave, Cynthia pointed to a corner and said, "That plum is sour, sir. Very sour, very sour!"

Cynthia ate all the fruit on the stall, so she knew what it tasted like.

The reason why she greeted guests so attentively was because she was embarrassed to eat so much fruit, so she wanted to help solicit some business.

The man glanced at her, and Cynthia thought he was doubting herself, and immediately raised her hand to assure: "This plum is really sour, I can't take it with one tooth!"

Man: "Give me two pounds."

Cynthia happily replied: "Okay, no problem! Please wait a moment."

Cynthia quickly grabbed a paper bag from her side and walked out of the booth to pack plums.It's not that she thought it out, it's mainly because she couldn't reach this side in the booth.

She lowered her head and carefully picked the plums. She was picking the harder ones. Since this guest wanted sour ones, it must be harder and more sour. Leave the slightly sweeter ones for other guests!

Cynthia told while choosing: "Sir, this plum is really sour, try not to eat too much at one time, or your teeth will be so soft that you can't eat anything. If you have a bad appetite and want to eat, we still have to listen to the doctor." Suggestion, reasonable diet balabala..."

The man looked down at the girl standing beside him.The opponent's height only reached his chest, and his long platinum hair was coiled behind his head, exposing his snow-white neck.

Noisy little one.The Winter Soldier thought in his heart, the corners of his mouth under the mask slightly raised.Um?Why is he laughing?The Winter Soldier frowned.

The Winter Soldier is still wondering about his reaction, while Cynthia has already picked the plums.I put it on the scale and looked at it, then ran out and picked two and put them in the bag, then sealed them and put them on the booth.

Looking at the bag in front of him, the Winter Soldier didn't move for a moment.

Cynthia thought that she put it too far, and the guest couldn't see clearly, so she reached out to push it forward, and the Winter Soldier had already reached out his left hand to grab the bag, and the girl's hand was right on the back of his metal hand.

Really cold!This was Cynthia's first feeling.

Now the temperature at the end of March is already in the [-]s, but she still feels chilly when she touches the back of the Winter Soldier's hand.She finally understood what Miss Pepper was talking about about the cold machinery.

"Sorry sir," Cynthia quickly withdrew her hand and said, "I didn't mean to."

The Winter Soldier didn't speak, picked up the bag, put the counted money on the booth, turned and left.

Cynthia didn't care about his attitude, but felt that this guest was quite dedicated.

What kind of movie is this playing the role of a warrior?Still wearing such cold metal arms, could it be heated to keep warm like Mr. Stark's mecha?

After the girl received two guests one after another, the stall owner came back.Cynthia told the other party the amount of fruit sold, and handed over the money received to her.

The old lady was very grateful for Cynthia's help, and picked some fruits for her to take home to eat. Cynthia shied away and finally accepted.

After putting the purchased things back in the apartment, Cynthia took the fruit back to the church.It's too much, she can't finish it by herself, and it won't be fresh after a long time.

"These days may not be peaceful." Wang took an apple and took a bite: "Be careful when you go out."

Cynthia: "Is something wrong?"

Wang: "I don't know yet. The Supreme Master asked me to notify you. Anyway, you should be more vigilant."

Cynthia: "Well, yes, I see."

Back in the room, Pepper called and asked if Cynthia needed help moving. She said that she didn't have much, so she didn't need to trouble her.

The two chatted for a few minutes. After learning that Cynthia planned to buy ingredients tomorrow, Pepper said that they could go together because Tony was on a mission and she had nothing to do by herself, so the two agreed to meet tomorrow.