Become Marvel Daisy Johnson Chapter 116

?Vegetarian noodles in thick soup, dotted with two or three green leafy lettuces, and small tender red wontons looming. The ceramic tile bowl, the clear glaze is delicate, glowing with a lovely q white, and the pot gas is curling up.

A steaming bowl of wanton noodles was held in the palm of the hand, and the bamboo chopsticks were pulled out from the bamboo tube next to the stove to stir up the soup noodles. Blow a cool breeze to dissipate the high temperature of the noodle soup.

Huffing, sucking noodles, and eating wontons. With a flick of his neck, he drank up the soup.

Nick Fury wiped the soup stains from the corner of his mouth, staring at the busy chef in front of him with one eye. The chef wipes the knife for a while, wipes the edge of the pot for a while, fiddles with the cutting board for a while, and washes the vegetables for a while.

Feeling Fu Rui's attention, the chef raised his head and smiled at him.

"one more bowl?"

"Don't you think it's weird? One bowl is not enough, and two bowls feel very full." Nick Fury put the bowls and chopsticks on the stove.

"In this way, guests can order some other food, and there are many kinds of snacks." The plate creaked in the chef's hands, and he ordered another small order of noodles for Nick Fury.

"It was supposed to persuade customers, but it became a diner." Nick Fury waited obediently and sighed at the same time.

"Less worries, more joy. You should be happy, Fury."

"Why are you happy? You're going back to China? Well, this is indeed a happy thing." Da! The chef poured a glass of white wine and placed it in front of Nick Fury.

"No! nonono, I don't drink on duty. I've..." the chef interrupted Nick Fury.

"I can see that you are very troubled, I have wine, tell your story." The chef drank a glass to himself.

Nick Fury looked at the upside-down blessing on the door in a daze, slowly picked up the wine glass, and took a sip. "Ahh Uhara, it's so spicy..."

The chef smiled happily. He skillfully scooped up the plain noodles and put them in a bowl. There were wontons at the bottom of the pot, small hot tender vegetables, a spoonful of thick soup, and a story.

Putting down the cup, Nick Fury held the bamboo chopsticks and rolled the noodle soup, which was steaming hot. He was silent and slowly

"A girl."

The chef put down the towel in his hand and listened to the story silently.

"She's dangerous, uncontrollable, and compelling."

"Sounds like she's pretty."

"I had high hopes for her and she never let me down. She's young and I'm not sure she can accept more at her age."

bark

Nick Fury took a big mouthful of noodles, muttering and chewing.

"Maybe you can give her a break."

Swallowing the plain noodles, Nick Fury repeated what the chef said, with a questioning tone.

"When you leave, I only have her as a choice."

"Where's Frank? Your friend from last time"

The screen flashes back to a certain segment in the past.

A strong man wearing a black T-shirt with a white skull head punched the camera in a irrational way. His target was on the right, and the Asian man who escaped the attack was not a muscular man. He was the chef next to Nick.

"A little problem." Nick Fury pointed to his head, "For the time being, he is not within the scope of consideration."

"Don't put too much pressure on the little girl, she needs to grow. Is there something unique about her?"

"It's like the first time in my life I met a woman who surprised me."

"Master, four bowls of wonton noodles! Two bowls of hangover soup!" The waiter's yell interrupted the conversation between the two.

"Understood," the chef roared.

Nick Fury weighed the plain noodles on the chopsticks, and the chef was already busy with his hands. By the time Nick Fury drank the noodle soup, all the noodles on the chef's side had already been put into the pot.

"I wish you all the best in Spear, I'm leaving, I'm very busy. How much?"

"forget it."

"Then I drank this glass of white wine."

"Half-drunk half-awake day after day

Year after year without wind and rain

Flower branches also offer a cup of wine

I wish you a beautiful wife and son-in-law

Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo”

Daisy looked at the dimly lit street market with dazed eyes, as if in a lifetime. The palm of his hand patted the table lightly, humming a long melody.

The breeze moved the lights outside the house and patted Daisy on the cheek. The peach blossoms are bright red, and the stamina of the spirits is more and more revealed.

"I smell it!"

Daisy suddenly stood up from the bench

"what?"

"It's baked sweet potatoes!"

"Daisy!"

Cynthia wailed, and she watched the drunk Daisy run out in despair. She thought that eating would make Daisy calm down, but this suddenly disrupted her plan.

Glancing at Ward, she immediately ran out. Ward is responsible for Jessica, who is half paralyzed here, and Cynthia is responsible for going out to catch up with Daisy.

"Huh? What's the matter?" Jessica climbed up from the table as if she had just woken up.

"Daisy! Daisy! Where are you going?" Cynthia yelled all the way, chasing Daisy who was running for her life. When I saw Daisy again, Daisy was watching in front of a baked sweet potato stand, sucking her index finger.

Sweet potatoes are produced in the Americas, and there are more varieties of sweet potatoes on Eagle Flag. The sugary richness on the inside makes for a tantalizing black caramel overflow on the surface when baked.

The process of coal baking is too unsanitary, and the carbon ash often adheres to the sweet potatoes. Cynthia is about to stop Daisy. Daisy has already torn off the coat of the roasted sweet potato, exposing the fragrant and warm sweet potato to the air. Sucking the aroma of sweet potatoes, Drunk Daisy had an obsessive expression on her face.

Bite down, mouth full of caramel, full of happiness.

Daisy took a second bite. The yellow and shiny roasted sweet potato had a very soft inner core, sweet and delicious. Seeing Cynthia running in front of her, Daisy stuffed the roasted sweet potato from the other hand into Cynthia's mouth.

Cynthia was caught off guard and was stuffed into a mouthful!

"Hot hot hot! Daisy, what are you doing!"

"good to eat!"

Cynthia wiped the sweet potato off her mouth and tried a second bite, which was indeed delicious. The main taste is very sweet, and Cynthia likes it very much~www.mtlnovel.com~ Don't run around, okay? daisy. "Eat and eat, we still have to do business." Let's go back, the noodles are ready. "

Cynthia and Daisy, a rare exchange of identities. Cynthia looked like a big sister, walking back with Daisy in her arms. Daisy bought three sweet potatoes, one in each hand at this time, in Cynthia's arms, walking in a very aggressive posture, taking a bite of roasted sweet potatoes.

The streets of Chinatown are narrow, and there are many small shops around. There are all kinds of small shops. There are few people, but it also looks crowded. People living here are overseas Chinese who have migrated here. Many elderly people immigrated here because of their children, Yingfu, and most of them retain the habit of living in China.

This makes this street interesting. Some uncles play birds, some aunts knit sweaters, some uncles play mahjong in an enclosure, and some aunts play cards. With sharp ears, Daisy vaguely heard

"Who is listening to the song..."

Daisy? ? ?

Cynthia? ? ?

"Forgotten loneliness..."

"What's the matter? Daisy, what did you find?" Seeing Daisy looking around abnormally, Cynthia immediately told her that something was going to happen.

"I heard... over there!" Daisy took a stride, and Sa Yazi ran out again.

Cynthia... "What happened!"

Pushing aside the crowd, three aunts and a stereo came into view.

"Above your heart, fly freely! Splendid starlight, wander forever!"

Although there were only three people, the three aunts who were in different places were talking and laughing and dancing there. Seeing this, Daisy dropped her coat.

Chapter end