Infinite Journey to the World of American Comics

New York, at 9 o'clock in the morning, the sun shone on the plaque in Chinatown. The weather here is a bit fucked. The cool and comfortable autumn can only last for a month at most, and then it enters the cold winter in the blink of an eye.

However, this change in climate cannot be seen clearly from the pedestrians on the road, because there are not only foot-picking men wearing cotton-padded jackets and trousers, but also fashionable girls still wearing hip-length short skirts. For this reason, Richard almost bumped into to the tree.

"Tsk, tsk, wearing such cool clothes, wouldn't it lead to crime? The world is getting worse." Richard sighed twice, but now he didn't mention the matter of whistling at the girl just now.

After walking into Chinatown, the elderly people in the neighborhood also walked out of their houses and moved chairs out to bask in the sun. Richard has a sweet mouth and knows how to get things done, so the nearby residents, young and old, like him very much. Here he comes. Within a few days, he seemed like an old neighbor who had lived here for more than ten years.

"Hey, Uncle Hu, come out and bask in the sun. Why didn't you bring out your myna?"

"Fuck you, you bastard, how can I walk my myna in the middle of winter?"

"Oh, yes, I made a mistake. I will put the whole grasshopper in the cage for you to enjoy."

"Sure, don't fool your uncle by just talking without practicing. It's not easy to find that thing in this damn place."

"Don't worry, I don't dare to fool you. Just look at it. I promise to find you one as big as a small car."

"Hey, isn't this Brother Li? He came back very early today."

"What the hell, San'er, what are you doing here? You just came back."

"Hey, I drank too much with a girl yesterday. Why don't you go to the pharmacy in front to buy some medicine?"

"Fuck, you kid can't take care of that thing down there."

"Hey, look what you said, I was the one down there yesterday. This girl is too wild. I will lead you to your recognition door later."

"Hey, I'm serious this time."

"Hey, I'm not young anymore. The head of the family is always urging me to have a grandson. This girl is right up my alley. She looks at everything."

"Sure, bring it to me one day and let me help you control your eyes. Go ahead and get busy."

Richard wandered into the depths of Chinatown, turned into a small alley, walked to the end, and opened a wooden door.

This is a bar. Unlike Americans, the doors and windows of the bar are made of antique wood. The burgundy paint is somewhat mottled. The windows are inlaid with colorful glass. It is quite eye-catching when viewed from a distance. However, as a bar, In my current location, I'm afraid I can't even pass a few people in a day.

Oh, by the way, the name of this bar is "Youjian Bar", the English name is "thebar", which is easy to understand.

As soon as you enter the door, there is a long bar on the left. The bar, also painted with red paint, is full of the festive flavor of the Chinese people. Goblets hang upside down on the bar. The wine cabinet behind the bar contains both foreign wine and many Chinese wines. There are wines and even wine jars. The collision of Eastern and Western cultures makes the entire bar look interesting.

On the right side of the bar are some booths. The same red wood style makes the whole bar very coordinated. A few blessing characters on the wall will make it even more coordinated, giving it a proper Chinese country style.

There was no one in the bar. Richard carried two big bags straight into the back kitchen and put them in the big freezer, one bag of meat and one bag of vegetables. These were both his food and the raw materials used to open the bar.

Bars in the United States are not just for drinking. In fact, most bars also function as restaurants and bars. Under normal circumstances, they do business with food.

Of course, the prerequisite for doing this kind of business is that the operator must have decent cooking skills. Well, Richard was a little confident in this aspect at first, but when he learned that the bar he inherited was located in Chinatown, he gave up completely. .

To be honest, his skills are good at deceiving those unsophisticated Americans, but for Chinese people who come from a gourmet country, his skills are probably not as good as the food at home.

So the question is, what is the reason that supports the second uncle to open a Chinese bar in a place like Chinatown?

Yes, this bar was inherited by Richard from his second uncle, his grandfather's younger brother.

No, he is the younger brother of his grandfather in this body.

Don’t get confused, let’s walk through it from the beginning.

First of all, Richard is a time-traveler, a 28-year-old single young man whose soul has traveled through time. The person he time-traveled through is also named Richard, and he is also a 28-year-old single young man. What a coincidence.

Of course, apart from their names and ages, the two of them have nothing in common. The traveler, Richard, is an ordinary street writer, and the traveler, Richard, is also, no, he is a man who owns a hotel in New York. The second generation owner of a bar in Chinatown, the southern end of Manhattan.

Unfortunately, just when he got off the plane and was about to walk into the lawyer's office, he encountered a classic gunfight scene between police and gangsters in Free America. He died and gave his body to his man with the same name who was born on the same day in the same year. people.

Okay, the following plot will not be confusing. Let’s combine the two Richards and look at them together.

First of all, his original plan was to sell the bar and return to China. However, the second uncle who cheated his grandson was already on guard against this move. He clearly stated in his will that his heirs were not allowed to buy or sell the person who had invested his life in him. Bar of painstaking efforts, otherwise will lose inheritance rights.

In order to pay for the air tickets before coming, Richard had sold his family's house in the center of the eighth-tier town, so he decisively chose to continue the business.

Fortunately, along with this bar, the second uncle inherited his life savings. After deducting inheritance tax attorney fees and other miscellaneous expenses, he was left with more than 1 US dollars, plus the money he brought from China. With the money from selling the house, I can live here for a while.

After getting acquainted with the neighbors with his natural negotiation skills, Richard learned the second important news. This was a good America, but it was not the America he was familiar with from the newspaper news, but the America he was familiar with in the movie. Another American familiar from the TV series is Marvel America.

Tony Stark and Steve Rogers, these two familiar names made Richard absolutely unmistakable about the world he was in.

As for the old acquaintances of the Novice Village Chief and Lu Dan, I have never met them, but this is normal. The kind of work they do, it is difficult to find them without coming to you.

By the way, why hasn’t the village chief with the impressive hairline come to see me?

Richard sat by the window, holding a glass of tap water, looking at the sky at a 45-degree angle, thinking in his heart.

I am also a man with my own system. Why is it that SHIELD is blind and has never come to absorb me? Not to mention the braised egg Black Widow coming in person, Coulson, the leader of the novice village, can do it. No matter what, That bald hydra can come. I'm really not picky about food. Anyone can join, as long as I'm paid.

Richard, male, 28 years old, time traveler, systematic, poor...