There is a bar in the United States

"Cool! Have you waited for a long time?"

As night fell, Wang Jie, who had drunk twelve glasses of "Pink Sprite," couldn't help but go out to the bathroom. .

That's right, Wang Jie thinks it's a shame that the bar didn't provide a bathroom in the first place. It doesn't matter if it's a little smaller, but it's a bit cheating for a bar to not provide a bathroom.

Fortunately, as long as Wang Jie sells five drinks, he can redeem the smallest bathroom in the system's exchange store.

In the past few hours, Wang Jie has been searching for how to make a cup of pink sprite. Although it is not difficult for ordinary smart people to make a cup of pink sprite, an old man like Wang Jie has been tinkering all afternoon and still has no clue.

"No, it's only 5 minutes..."

Wang Jie curled up his arms and held a light box shining with crimson light. The light box was about the height of an adult's knees. There were only two words "bar" on the light box.

With this light box, people and cars passing by on the street can at least see the word "bar" when looking into the alley. It's shameful to say that this bar still only sells ordinary orange juice.

In front of the big iron door of the bar, Peter and Harry were waiting while rubbing their hands and stamping their feet. Especially Harry, who would shiver every time the cold wind blew.

Peter pursed the lapel of his coat and hung his favorite Sony camera around his neck. At this time, Peter stared straight at the door with a face full of thoughts.

Peter has not yet entered the society at this time. It can be said that the city is not as sophisticated as the social veterans, and some of his worries are often written on his face inadvertently.

"Mr. Wang, the location of your bar is a bit remote!"

Naturally, Harry wouldn't say much. He only came because of Peter's insistence. He was not familiar with Wang Jie, and he had no interest in the bar Wang Jie opened.

The person who can say this is naturally Peter, Wang Jie's old neighbor for decades. Peter never imagined that a bar could be opened in a small alley with no street lights, and there were even piles of garbage placed around the door.

"This is the only way the calculations are limited. If you have any questions, please come into the room and ask them."

You wouldn't know it until you entered the house, but you were shocked when you entered the house. Wang Jie's bar is only the size of a bedroom, with only four small tables and an old bar and wine cabinet.

The narrowness and simplicity inside were beyond their imagination. Although the exposed walls and old-fashioned furniture inside can give people a retro feel, the bar was chosen in such a small alley and it is still such a small store. To be honest, Peter really didn't think this was a wise move.

This place is suitable for a warehouse, but it is definitely not suitable for opening a bar. How could Mr. Wang, who usually seems so smart, do such a stupid thing? How could Mr. Wang not think of it when most people can think of it?

"Mr. Wang, I actually think this place is not suitable for opening a bar. If you have a limited budget, you can start with a simple business, such as opening a breakfast truck, which can move around without spending too much manpower and material resources!"

Wang Jie is also Peter's old neighbor after all, and he has helped the Parker family a lot in the past month. Peter, an ordinary person, would naturally not say that much.

Like Harry, it was clear that his first impression of this so-called bar was very bad, but he didn't say a word. In his opinion, the toilets in his own house were even taller than this one.

"Peter, I believe I can make the business bigger. I understand everything you said."

In response to Peter's words, Wang Jie just shook his head and smiled. Things like the dining car would be a bad joke for those who traveled through time in American comics.

An iron spoon was placed against the mouth of the cup. The dark red cheap red wine slowly flowed in the groove of the iron spoon, covering the white Sprite in the cup bit by bit. Its proficiency made people feel distressed.

Peter put his coat on the bar and couldn't help but use his camera to capture this scene. The "Pink Sprite" made of white Sprite and dark red wine was truly white and rosy.

"Peter, they sell freshly squeezed orange juice here. Are you interested in trying a glass?"

"Then give me a drink!"

Peter naturally wanted to praise Wang Jie, but Harry didn't have so many scruples. He didn't have much interest in tasting the orange juice squeezed from ordinary oranges in the supermarket.At this moment, Harry was just curling up in the corner and rubbing his hands, which were red from the cold.

"One hundred and fifty a cup!"

"puff!"

No wonder Peter almost spit out a mouthful of old blood. A glass of ordinary orange juice costs 150 US dollars. This is not a business. This is obviously a money grab!

"Mr. Wang, are you kidding..."

"No, one hundred and fifty a cup!"

Peter thought for a while, maybe he wanted a good start when he just opened his business.

Why didn't I think so much just now? When I first opened my business, I had to support my neighbor no matter what.He shouldn't have asked for the money, he should have taken it out on his own initiative. Thinking of this, Peter awkwardly stuffed the ten dollars he took out of his pocket back.

Peter has a simple mind. He went through a lot before becoming a hero that everyone admires. He is one of the least stained superheroes in the Marvel world.

At this time, he didn't think too much. He just thought that Wang Jie had just opened the business and he was one of the first customers, so he wanted to get a good start.

What's more, Wang Jie seriously asked for one hundred and fifty. If he ignored him, how could he get along with the neighbors? It was only one hundred and fifty, and it wasn't too much. There was no need to be stingy.

Under Peter's gaze, several oranges jumped into the juicer. Peter watched every step, he wanted to prove that his one hundred and fifty oranges were not unjust.

But the process was destined to disappoint Peter, because it was just ordinary oranges put into a juicer that can be found everywhere, poured into an ordinary cup, and a spoonful of cheap honey that was recently on sale in the supermarket was added.

The process is not complicated, and after practicing it many times, Wang Jie finally became perfect with practice.

"The taste...is pretty good..."

God knows, if this glass of orange juice hadn't been sold for [-], Peter would have unconscionably said that this glass of orange juice was extremely delicious. It's just a pity that no matter what the reason, this glass of orange juice was really bought by a "black-hearted" merchant for [-]. high price.

Peter wanted to say something else, but something happened that shocked him at this moment.

Peter felt that a special force flowed from his stomach into every capillary of his body, and then entered every bone of his body in an instant.

Peter never expected that he would have such a sense of contentment, such excitement, and such joy at this moment. He didn't expect that those worries that he couldn't let go of would become so simple at this moment.

The discovery of the Aoshi Group, his mysterious life experience, being bullied everywhere in school, and not daring to confess to the goddess when he met him, all these troubles have become weaker, making Peter unable to feel their existence at all. .Peter could feel that even though he was rich, admired by thousands of people, and had the goddess in his arms, it still couldn't compare to what he felt at this moment.

Peter looked at Wang Jie, the instigator of all this, with shock, without concealing it at all.

"how so!"

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