In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 1226: The Farm of Justice (8)
"The Days of Being a Spiritual Mentor in Meiman"
"Aren't you the guests that Hal said? Please come in." Martin moved away, and turned back to the room and shouted: "Jessica, the guests are here, is the meal ready?"
An elderly lady came out of the kitchen, followed by another young man, Hal introduced: "This is my brother, you can call him Jim, he is studying in Los Angeles, and his dream is to go to Hollywood is a big star."
Jim smiled cheerfully. He didn't look much like Hal, and he had freckles on his face, but he looked handsome and handsome, and he did have astrology.
Lucifer stepped forward and shook hands with Jim and said, "I think your dream will come true. I have seen many Hollywood stars, and they are not as handsome as you."
"Sir, if you praise him again, his tail will go up to the sky." Martin said as he walked back to the kitchen with Jessica, and then went to the yard through the small kitchen door. After a while, he brought back a live fish and threw it on the eucalyptus board.
Jessica, who was chopping vegetables, turned her head to look at him and said, "It seems that you are going to show off to our guests again."
With a sound of "bang", Martin knocked the fish unconscious with the wooden stick in his hand, cut off the head of the fish with a knife, and said, "Yes, the secret of the Martin family...Mr. Hey guys, is there anyone who doesn't eat spicy food?"
"Get me one with extra chili!" Hal yelled towards the kitchen.
He took off his thick jacket in a hurry, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and asked Schiller and Lucifer to sit down on the sofa.
Schiller looked at the environment in the room. This is a very typical fisherman's house. There is a large stone fireplace in the center of the living room. The Christmas wreath hanging on the fireplace has not been removed. In front of the fireplace is the receptionist Sofa for guests.
The window is on the left side of the sofa, and the stairs are on the right side. Group photos are hung on the wall of the stairwell, all of which are members of the Jordan family holding various big fish. Bone, walk along the side of the stairs, behind is the dining room and kitchen.
"My parents are not the talkative type. My father is a pilot and my mother is a fisherman's daughter, but you have to believe in their enthusiasm and cooking skills. Everyone in the Jordan family can cook."
Lucifer saw a photo hanging on the wall. Among the many photos with fish, this photo was particularly eye-catching. It was a photo of two young men wearing pilot helmets and an airplane .
Noticing Lucifer's gaze, Hal said, "That's not me, but my father and his comrades in arms, or his chief."
Hal stood up, walked to the photo, groped the photo frame with his fingers and said: "My dad was a pilot recruited in World War II. At that time, he was very young and almost died in an air accident. Among them, fortunately, his officer saved him."
Schiller also walked over and looked at the special one among the photos on the wall. Two young men wearing pilot helmets smiled brightly, with a special atmosphere of the war years.
Then, Hal pointed to the other photos on the wall and introduced one by one, which member of their family this was, and where such a big fish was caught, until the steaming hot meal was brought to the table.
Schiller was a little surprised to find that the dishes here are not mainly seafood, but a lot of beef and mutton and staple food. While setting up the plates, Hal said: "Most of the aborigines in Seaside City have ocean-going fish. The experience of fish, if you stay on the boat for three months and can only eat seafood every day, you will never want to eat any fish in your life.”
Lucifer nodded immediately, expressing his agreement, and then cut himself a piece of chicken thigh.
Har pursed his lips, motioned Schiller to look at the fish-based dish in the middle of the table, and explained: "My father saw that you are not a fisherman, so he specially added a seafood dish. My father's specialty dishes have a flavor that can't be eaten anywhere else."
Schiller took a look at the fish placed in the center of the table, and he found that it was not the way Americans usually handle fish. It was not a fish fillet or fish section, but a whole fish that was first grilled and then stewed. , and put a lot of chili and spices.
"This is what I learned from one of my comrades in arms. After he returned from a certain plane crash, he learned the skill of grilling fish in a primitive tribe." Martin said, "They will grill the fish belly. Stuffed with herbs, and then stewed, the taste is quite good, not fishy at all."
Schiller opened a piece of fish with a fork, put it into his mouth, and found that it was just as Martin said, the fish was very tender, the skin was crispy, not fishy at all, and the fresh and spicy taste made people feel uneasy. In an instant, he broke out in sweat.
At the end of the meal, this fish dish became the most popular dish. Hal, Jim and Lucifer were all screaming from the heat, but they still happily poured fish into their mouths.
Schiller's diet is also relatively light, but Gray Mist seems to like chili very much. He said that it can provide different nerve stimulation to the symbiote, so although Schiller is calm on the surface, Gray Mist is very spicy. Screaming in his head.
After a meal, the Jordans went out for a walk and walked the dog by the way. Jim went to the town to buy things that needed to be brought for the start of school. Schiller, Hal and Lucifer sat around the sofa by the fireplace, and Hal came from the side A bottle of wine and a few glasses were taken out of the cupboard.
"I heard you want to open a bar in Seaside City? That's a good idea, but do you want to target locals or tourists?"
"I don't know, do you have any suggestions?" Lucifer leaned on the sofa and asked with his hands on the back of the sofa.
"You can only choose one of these two customer groups, because their consumption styles are completely different. Among the cities on the west coast, Seaside City is relatively conservative. Most of the aborigines here work at sunrise and work at sunset. And rest, the nightlife is not rich."
"If you want to satisfy their preferences, the bar should not only sell alcohol, but also sell snacks, desserts, and even pet food. You can understand it as a comprehensive convenience store."
"Of course, to sell these things, you must have various permits. It is not difficult to obtain a permit, but you have to go to audit every year, and someone will come to check."
"And if you want to get along in the local area, you have to maintain a good reputation, you can't go against the citizens here, you have to talk about some fashionable topics, and you'd better understand the fishery. For a foreigner, It's still quite difficult."
"For tourists, it is much simpler. What is the nightclub in other places, what is here? Drinking carnival, dance floor rock, tourists have traveled so far to a city so far away, but they still like these things .”
"If you can invite a few popular West Coast singers to live here, and create a cool graffiti wall, then students from several nearby urban universities will be attracted to you."
Hal originally thought that Lucifer would be afraid of trouble and would choose the latter mode, but Lucifer touched his chin and said: "I just want to know which of these two styles of bars will have a higher turnover , and relatively stable?"
"During the peak tourist season, of course the nightclubs for tourists are more popular. Tickets can be sold at a high price, and drinks can also be sold at a high price. But if the peak season passes, it may be very deserted. The advantage is that you You can take advantage of this time to travel."
"It's much more troublesome for bars targeting locals. The flow of water will be very stable throughout the year, which means that you have to keep buying, replenishing, and tallying."
"That's it." Lucifer agreed.
Hal took a sip of his wine, looked at him with some surprise, and said, "I didn't realize that you are that kind of old-fashioned person. This kind of tavern is not easy to open. You have to meet all kinds of locals." Do business, and get people to like you."
Schiller shook his head and said: "It can be seen that you don't want him to choose this."
"Because this kind of bar is really thankless, and the money earned in a year may not be as much as that kind of nightclub earns in a quarter." Hal seemed to disagree, so he looked at Lucifer and persuaded: "And That kind of tavern is not something that one person can be busy with, someone has to watch the store when you go to buy goods, and the locals will trust the boss with a stable family relationship more.”
"It's okay." Lucifer waved his hand and said, "I can let Maizi come over to look at the store, oh, she is my girlfriend... well, it can also be said to be an ex-girlfriend."
"Have you not seen it yet? What he fears most is being idle." Schiller shook his head with a smile and said, "He can't keep his bar in Los Angeles open, not because of losing money, but because of the low season. No one came, he was so idle."
"Then why not take this time to travel?" Hal asked.
"I have been traveling for tens of thousands of years." Lucifer said helplessly: "My steps have measured every inch of land on this planet, and I know the grandfather and great-grandfather of every tree and every stone here. ~IndoMTL.com~ Forget it, don’t mention this, Schiller, you said before that you and Hal have cooperated in a business that may help my bar, what is that?” Lucifer asked with some doubts.
Schiller and Hal glanced at each other, and Schiller leaned on the armrest beside him and said, "You should also know. Hal has another profession, the Green Lantern who maintains the peace of the universe. Of course, you are here After staying on the earth for so many years, I should also understand that every person on earth has a strong sense of responsibility for civilization and collective honor.”
"Therefore, even though he may become the greatest Green Lantern, Hal still chooses to firmly stand on the side of mankind, for the well-being of all mankind, and actively takes a series of actions."
"What are you doing?" Lucifer had a bad feeling.
"At the same time, Hal's good social image has allowed him to make many friends in the Green Lantern Corps. His profound sense of righteousness inspired his friends and also inspired their sense of racial honor."
"So the Green Lanterns have carried out some cooperation, and put the green light energy and the green light ring into use at a more microscopic level without endangering the law and order of the universe and not affecting their own work..."
"Speak human words."
"We steal electricity."
Lucifer's eyes widened, and he lingered on Hal's and Schiller's faces for a while. The bad premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger, so he asked, "...how much did you steal?" ?”
"Not much." Schiller smiled.
"How much is not much???"
Hal snapped his fingers.
Lucifer saw that outside the window opposite the sofa, on the calm sea, a green mountain appeared out of thin air.