Nuan Nuan Saves the World [Comprehensive British and American]

Chris had just restocked the tea caddy in the tea cabinet when the bell on the door rang.

Some of them contained tea and some contained god-knows-what, so while Peter would go through the inventory of the tea caddy every day, it was Chris who was always doing the restocking.

Taking advantage of the early morning of weekdays when Peter was going to school, they filled the tea pots with new goods one by one. Those existences that were no different from tea leaves in Peter’s confused perception actually had different colors and shapes, and some He will still struggle and try to escape in the hands of Chris, and will not calm down until he is stuffed into the jar.

Today is a cloudy day with not very good sun, which makes the thing in Chris's hand full of brilliance, and the sand that slides down between his fingers like running water creates a strange smoke, but at the moment Chris closes the lid, The smoke dissipated and disappeared without a trace.

A guest came in, but Chris was not in a hurry to greet the guest. He just said "Welcome" in a moderate voice, then lowered his head and focused on wiping the jar in his hand, as if he was not worried about this being unusual at all. A scene that was seen by someone who shouldn't be seeing it.

The visitor was indeed not surprised by the scene he saw, or he should have been surprised, but he covered up the surprise very well, but said as if he had known it a long time ago: "It is impossible to sell tea and spices together. You should know that there is something wrong with the store when you see the signboard."

The husky and sexy female voice had a teasing smile. Just by listening to the voice, she could picture a powerful and beautiful female image in her mind. Chris put the pot in his hand in the tea cabinet , turned around and said with a smile: "Since everyone has come to your door, you should already know that what I sell is far more than tea and spices."

Tea leaves absorb odors, so tea sellers can't even use scented cosmetics, not to mention selling tea leaves with strong-smelling spices, even a little bit of knowledge would not do such a stupid thing.

Unless it's intentional.

The store that sells tea and spices is "abnormal", and what Chris's store sells is also "abnormal".

Goods that cannot be circulated in the mundane and ordinary world can ask Chris to take over.

Potions of wizards, curses of evil spirits, and amulets of exorcists are all frequent customers on his shelves, and it is said that if he can afford the price enough to impress him, he will not hesitate to open his private collection to the guests. The rare collection of not-for-sale items even includes the glory of angels and the bones of demons, but it is a pity that they are just rumors in the end, because no one has ever seen the treasure house that seems to encompass the world with their own eyes.

This is a famous shop only in special existence. Ordinary people, even Captain America and Iron Man, should have no way of knowing it. But the Black Widow who came with them probably knows a thing or two. After all, she has several mission goals. The self-defense equipment was bought from Chris, which added a lot of trouble to her task, and Dr. Banner, who has always been meek, may be the one who knows best—when this doctor was still practicing medicine in seclusion in the slums At that time, an old gypsy bought a bodhi seed from Chris and gave it to him as a reward. Now it is hung on his chest, making him feel lasting and soft peace.

And since these few people have come together, it means that they already know what they should know.

Chris nodded to them with a smile and said, "I didn't expect everyone from the Avengers to come. It seems that I have to thank you behind closed doors today." He turned from the tea cabinet and glanced at the Captain Fidel on the phone, "Please inform the guests who made the appointment, it is not convenient for me to receive them today."

Captain Fidel meowed softly in response, jumped off the counter and ran up the stairs to the second floor.

"Uh... I don't think it needs to be so troublesome." Steve watched Chris turn the wooden board on the store door to the closed side, and couldn't help but said, "Just treat us as ordinary customers."

"Then my store can't hold your fans." Chris shook his head with a smile, and lightly tugged on the tassels by the French window, and the darkness poured down like a waterfall, covering the French window tightly, and at the same time Clusters of blue-cyan flames ignited, obviously only a few clusters the size of a palm, but easily illuminated the entire shop. The slightly trembling blue-cyan color of the cool tone cast a strange shadow on everything, and the air was instantly cold. When it came down, it seemed that the wind was whimpering and blowing.

"How about sitting down and drinking a cup of hot tea?" Chris suggested gently, taking out a set of tea sets from the glass cabinet, "It just so happens that some good tea has arrived today."

"Then you may not be able to sleep here." Tony stabbed so casually, sitting on the sofa to loosen his neckline, with the arrogant and arrogant look that belonged to Tony Stark on his face, even though He spent the whole night checking Chris up and down and passively collapsed his world view, which did not damage his aura that seemed to be able to trample the world under his feet.

Anyway, he has pissed off Loki and blew up aliens, and now knowing more fairy tales doesn't surprise him at all.

He is Tony Stark!

"I just added some herbs to relax the mind. At most, it's just to make you have a good dream at night." Chris took out the tea pot and moved a chair to sit down at the table, and said with a leisurely smile, " Please believe I mean no harm."

As he said this, he happily exploited some benefits from the system in the name of the victim. After all, if the system hadn't assigned him some tasks, he wouldn't have been able to do business well and be approached by the Avengers, right?

[You obviously had a good time too. ] The system couldn’t help but swipe a message to protest, don’t think that he really thinks that Chris is so serious about making donuts and calming tea because of his request, if Chris has such kindness, then That's the hell--it's easy for Chris to control the effect of the tea so that it won't attract attention. This bastard just deliberately used the most effective soothing tea to knock down the exhausted Tony, and then watched the Avengers be defeated by him. A cup of tea made him investigate overnight like a frightened bird, and he could happily tell him to leak some information on purpose to make the situation even more frustrating, watching the fire from the other side skillfully provoking Tony to drag the Avengers he could gather early in the morning Members come.

To be honest, facing Jarvis' sincere thanks early in the morning, the system rarely felt guilty for a long time.

Because it is really interesting.Chris smiled more harmlessly under Tony's sharp and vigilant eyes, and brushed his palm over the kettle with a sharp whistle, "I'm a quiet businessman, and the thing I hate the most is getting into trouble," he said. He opened the teacup while smiling, and said to those who were still standing, "Please sit down, I can't do things like doing tricks in the tea."

The scalding water washes away the curly and dry tea leaves, and the aroma spreads with the water vapor. Chris's face becomes blurred in the water mist, his light-colored eyes bend softly, and his slender and beautiful hands are holding the teapot. The tea was poured into the cup, and his voice became as warm and mellow as the tea, "As for the donuts and tea yesterday, you should just treat it as my tribute to the heroes."

While talking, he put the first cup of tea in front of Steve, and continued sincerely facing this upright American spirit: "You guys saved my shop from the aliens."

As soon as he finished speaking, there were footsteps on the second floor as if he was pinching the time, and then a middle-aged man with a cold face came down with a tray. But there is a pair of flexible cat ears protruding abruptly, and the fluffy tail hangs down and hooks around the legs behind him. There is a kind of lightness and elegance unique to cats in every gesture.

"I think you will need snacks with tea, but I just prepared some briefly, please forgive me." He leaned over and put the snacks in the tray on the table, and Natasha, who was close to him, took a glance to confirm the fluffy His big tail is not a strange prop, but it really grows on him.

The color and luster reminded her of the overly beautiful cat lying on the counter.

Even though she already knew the hidden secrets of Chris' shop, she still felt the huge impact on her worldview at this moment.

Even if she once fought side by side with Thor, but to be honest, Thor, who is too rough, can't give her the slightest sense of fantasy intertwined with myth and reality. Word.

"Thank you, Fidel." Chris nodded. His store had a visible enchantment, and when the enchantment was opened, Captain Fidel could turn into a human like in the cat kingdom.

With Chris wholeheartedly refusing to be served by overwrought house-elves, and unwilling to buy a demon puppet that only needs to be replaced every ten years as a human soul to do the housework, his capable new In addition to the work in the store, the clerk took the initiative to arrange most of the household chores, which greatly improved Chris's quality of life to some extent.

Captain Fidel bowed slightly, raised his tail a little reservedly to express his joy, then turned and walked towards the counter. Floating in the direction, a brake could not make it in time, and it slammed into Captain Fidel. With a muffled bang, Steve, who was sitting honestly digesting the impact of the world view, felt that something was coming towards him, and he subconsciously put it down. He raised his hand to grab the teacup, but it seemed as if he had caught a cloud of icy air from his fingertips to the bottom of his heart. When he took a closer look, it turned out to be a blue and translucent child. He looked like he was only three or four years old, and his eyes were clear and ignorant. The small fist was clenched by him, and he tilted his head innocently.

"Yeah?" The child's voice was soft and tender, and after stamping his feet, his figure turned into a small cluster of will-o'-the-wisps again, dangling and drifting to the other side.

"Children?" Natasha's eyes turned cold when she looked at Chris. For this seasoned agent, the biggest problem is children. She looked around at the four or five clusters wandering in Chris's shop. Flame's face became even colder, "What did you do?"

"Don't be nervous, although I can't say I'm a good person, I won't lay hands on children." Chris pushed a plate of puffs to Natasha, and said softly, "They are living sacrifices to a certain demon, That demon happened to be negotiating a deal with me at that time, so I asked them to come over."

"These poor little guys have been marked with the mark of hell. The gates of heaven are destined not to be opened for them, and in hell they will only become the devil's dessert." He knocked on the table, and those will-o'-the-wisps burst out one after another. They turned into children and rolled into a ball on the ground, then stood up, blinked their big innocent eyes and looked around, trying to move towards Natasha with their short legs.

"They're all very smart, and they know who's going to be nice to them." Chris pushed another plate of donuts over, indicating that Natasha, these special children, could also have a taste of desserts, and would use their cold ones. Xiaozui kissed her cheek, and when she smiled on her pale face, she was also full of love and beauty like an angel.

"Do you want to try this, it's a new flavor." Chris took care of every guest like every hospitable and appropriate host, he put a plate of cookies in front of the silent Dr. Banner, and leaned over to look at him Bodhi seeds hanging around the neck, "You have maintained it very well."

"It's protecting me." Dr. Banner said the first words when he entered the store, "I should thank you."

He is willing to sell this bodhi seed to the dying old man at a very low price, even if he knows that he will give it to someone like himself who should not know the existence of this shop.

"Those who do good deeds will be rewarded with blessings." Chris made a questioning gesture, and seeing Dr. Banner nod, he carefully picked up the bodhi seed that had been rubbed so soft as jade, "You deserve it."

"I'm glad it has found a suitable owner." The young man said so softly, his eyelashes drooping to hide the look in his eyes, giving him an unusually harmless aura.

"Is this kind of mutual flattery suspended for a few seconds?" Tony knocked on the table and raised his eyebrows, with some donut icing on his lips. He looked at Chris's shop with a critical eye, and focused on the table. The donuts on the table and Captain Fidel, who turned back into a cat and dozed off on the counter, then showed a determined smile and asked: "If I want to buy this store, what is the price?"

He is like a child standing in front of the gate of a new world full of desire to explore, peeking at the edge of the world of the Arabian Nights from reality, his instinct as a scientist makes him eager to learn more, and before that as a mysterious Ordinary human beings who are excluded from the side world, he needs a suitable stepping stone.

For example, buying a store that sells "abnormalities".

Chris was stunned for a moment by his magic, and then he laughed in a low voice, and said in a calm and gentle tone: "You can't afford it, Mr. Stark."