[Comprehensive Anglo-American] Gem Merchant

Customer is god.

As a supplementary note, buyers who can sell gems are called customers.

It can only be said that it is useless workload if it cannot be sold and still stays in the store.

It's not that he has a bad attitude towards ordinary humans, Alphonse just finds it a little troublesome.

The agent skillfully swept Happy out of the house, and then closed the store door with a distressed face: "Sir, offending that Tony Stark is not something easy to solve."

Alphonse glanced at him calmly: "I'm sure most of my customers won't reveal the essence of this shop, and the 'goods' sold to ordinary people are currently only your director."

When in doubt, take the lead in throwing the blame away.

To be honest, Fury is not considered an "ordinary person", but he has nothing to do with mystery.

The clerk immediately made a phone call and sent an email. After finishing his work, he vowed that this matter has been submitted to the superior for review and he will definitely give him a satisfactory answer.

After the report was typed, he looked sad again: "Manager, what if he really finds out something?"

We all know there's nothing Tony Stark can't do that he wants to do.If you are determined not to sell it, maybe the other party can directly sell the entire store without a word of disagreement.If the store is gone, you can buy it again, but... the detective looked at his boss cautiously. His mission goal is not only monitoring, but also caring.

Alphonse Edelfelt is a "wedge" or a bridge that the world on the mysterious side puts to the scientific society. Relying on this person, the two sides maintain a minimum level of cooperation and communication.

"Then sell it to him."

Alphonse spread his hands, met the clerk's shocked gaze, and pointed to the assortment of waste products in the glass display case: "That's why I said, there will always be people who are taken advantage of."

The clerk looked at the long string of zeros on the price, and suddenly felt a little complicated.And Alphonse obviously didn't think there was anything wrong with his approach, he waved at the agent: "The extra workload is a bit rushed, come and help."

As soon as the words fell, the other party added as if thinking of something: "This is outside the agreement. Remove all monitoring equipment."

The latter nodded hurriedly, and for the first time stepped into the gem processing workshop, which was regarded as a "forbidden area" in the agreement.The alchemist's workshop usually represents the lifeblood of magic, and the secrets in it have never been known to outsiders. At this time, the clerk can't wait to see his nose, his nose, his nose, and his heart. Alphonse smiled: "It's okay, the core part is not here."

That's why the other party was able to raise his head, and carefully looked at this room that he hadn't stepped into for two years.

The internal structure of the studio is more ordinary than imagined.

A workbench with a stretchable wooden table in the middle; a saw bow with a zero-size saw blade slanted on the workbench; several pliers of different sizes and a pair of pointed saws scattered beside it. A carving knife, and a cabinet of unknown bottles and jars, large and small, was placed against the wall.

The ruby ​​selected from the front desk was cut into the classic Asscher shape, which makes the interior of the gemstone more transparent and conspicuous, and only high-grade gemstones are usually cut in this way.

"I remember you saying it was a failure..."

The clerk asked nervously, the cut of this gem is perfect, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like it has ever failed.

Alphonse took out another ruby ​​that was exactly the same from the drawer, and it was placed on a bracket carved with cloud patterns on the edge: "There is no defect in processing, so there is almost no difference between the two if they are just worn by ordinary people. Failure is at the level of magic, so don't worry about it."

"That……"

"They're all cut into the same size, so it's easy to make them the same."

Alphonse explained: "Anyway, there is only one real thing."

Using the same set of molds twice saves trouble. The silver ingots cut into small pieces are melted into liquid under the action of magic power, flowing into the polished track, and waiting for cooling to take out to become the prototype of the brooch bracket.

"Sandpaper from 80 to 2000 grit to round the corners of it."

Alphonse threw down a stack of sandpaper of different types to the bewildered agent, as if shaking his hands away from the shopkeeper: "It's just like the original version... thank you."

Can I apply for overtime pay?The detective almost burst into tears. If he could, he really missed Stark Industries' high-precision grinding machine... To be honest, this kind of Renaissance craftsman's method is really not suitable for him.

Science has developed for 400 years and created countless devices that liberate human hands, but his boss asked him to use human power to polish the edges and corners of the brooch here.

Professionalism, he thought, to uphold the professionalism of a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent... The agent resignedly picked up the sandpaper, and the boss had already left the workshop.The afternoon passed quickly, the low-paid sander stretched, and the two ruby ​​brooches looked almost identical.

For some reason that he could not understand for the rest of his life, one contained power, while the other was no different from ordinary jewels.

He grabbed one of them and put it in a wooden brocade box with a velvet cushion—he bought the box himself in a gift shop, and he couldn’t put a brooch with a seven-figure price without its packaging. Put it in a plastic bag for Happy to carry.

At the same time the next day, a sports car with a different color but still with STARK on the top five of the license plate stopped in front of the store.Alphonse looked out of the window, and calmly stretched out his thumb to touch the cover of the wooden box, leaving behind a row of hot golden cursive words: Jewelry of Edelfelt.

It was actually him who appeared in person, which made him a little surprised.

"I thought the CEO of Stark Industries would be busy."

After all, he was a fool who was willing to spend seven figures of dollars on a brooch. Alphonse's attitude could not find a single fault. The clerk rolled his eyes outside of Stark's vision. He was a layman who sanded it out bit by bit with sandpaper, and the store manager didn't even give a superfluous look: "I didn't expect you to come in person, please forgive my presumptuousness yesterday."

"After all, this is Fury's big business."

Tony Stark under the sunglasses has a meaningful expression: "The director of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s salary for half a year may not be enough to buy one from you."

This price is estimated to be a small profiteer with a handsome face who is watching people order dishes.

If it wasn't for the fact that the surname Edelfelt was included in his father's correspondence records, maybe Nick Fury would have been fooled by it.

Alphonse Bathmelo Edelfelt, of Finnish origin, naturalized British, gem dealer in New York.According to the visible search records, the Edelfelt family was originally a Finnish gem merchant, and there is nothing wrong with passing it down to Alphonse's generation to open a jewelry store in the United States, but if this is the case, this surname is not It should be related to S.H.I.E.L.D. and Howard Stark who participated in the Manhattan Project.

The eyes under the sunglasses looked at the store clerk with a vigilant expression. The face recognition system read the other party's file in an instant. guess.

"I don't think Fury's salary for half a year will be so much."

"There are different types of gemstones."

Alphonse smirked and spread his hands: "His gem is obviously not that big, is it?"

Tony Stark took the wooden box and opened it. On the velvet cushion, a superbly cut ruby ​​brooch lay in the center.

It is obviously impolite to conduct a test in public, Tony Stark only glanced at it, and then closed the box again: "Of course, I am very satisfied, I don't know how you usually pay the deposit here, I will ask my secretary to call A sum of money will go to your account, and the final payment will arrive today."

The engine of the sports car roared, and the most famous wealthy businessman in New York City was driven away. Alphonse shrugged at the taillights of the car, closed the store door and knocked on his clerk: "This is the problem of your S.H.I.E.L.D. Not doing a good job?"

Anyway, most of the inheritance of magicians is passed on by word of mouth or written in books, which has almost nothing to do with the Internet and the like, and the sources of information that can be leaked to Tony Stark are very limited.

"I'm sorry, sir, I will report to the leader and let someone talk to that Mr. Stark."

The agent had guilt written on his face, and he just wanted to complain. Tony Stark wanted to bypass the data firewall of S.H.I.E.L.D. just like visiting his own back garden. Fortunately, the intelligence on the mysterious side was hardly online. All are kept in paper form.

Not long after this report was submitted, they heard the news that Tony Stark had disappeared in Afghanistan.