[Comprehensive English and American] The years I opened a grocery store in Queens

Chapter 39 The first transaction



Chapter 39 The first transaction

Hearing Jane and Daisy's introduction, Isabella couldn't help but look at the god in front of her. She knew that it was one thing to have a god come, but it was another thing to see it with her own eyes.

With a majestic figure, blond hair, and his slightly raised head, he is indeed what a god should be.

However, the problem also came.

"What are you doing all the way here?" Isabella asked.

Saul tilted his head, with surprise on his face: "Do you believe that I am Thor?"

Since he came to this damned earth, no one believed that he was the real Thor, and some people thought that his brain had gone wrong.

"If anyone in this world believes that you are really Thor, it must be her." Daisy answered this question for Isabella.

Obviously so, Sol looked at Isabella, this red-haired woman was obviously different from ordinary people, from the perspective of a god, she revealed aura, and when her amber green eyeballs met his, He believed she could see something different—Sol's mother, Queen Frigg, was raised by witches, Sol had seen those witches, they were holy and ethereal, and the woman in front of him was covered in the same layer temperament.

However, it was not Isabella's temperament that gained Sol's most direct trust, but he accidentally caught a glimpse of the name of the shop. People in God's Domain didn't know that some shops deliberately put up weird signs for the sake of gimmicks. In the eyes of others, it is just a gimmick shop, but in Saul's eyes, this shop is opened by a witch.

Sure enough, witches have better vision than ordinary people.

Jane interrupted their new round of eye contact: "Sol said his hammer was dropped by Odin, so we came to you."

It was really difficult for Jane to say such a thing. She said the name only in the myth, and she always felt that she was making up a fairy tale.

Isabella asked back, "What do you want from me?"

"Didn't you predict that we would meet the god? You can also predict where his hammer is, so Thor can go home." Daisy said.

Daisy also found it incredible that Thor had to rely on a hammer to go home.

Saul felt that this proposal made sense, and he looked at Isabella expectantly.

It's not that Isabella wants to pour cold water on Sol, but she really can't predict where Sol's hammer is. She truthfully told Sol and his party: "I can only predict the fate and the future, not the time and place."

Saul nodded thoughtfully. Isabella thought he understood, but she didn't expect him to ask again, "What do you mean?"

"In other words, I can predict whether you will find the hammer, but not when and where you will find it."

Sol frowned.

"Then help him see if he can find the hammer." Jane was a little worried about Thor. Although Thor was Thor, he couldn't go home without Thor's power and Thor's hammer. This is no different from a poor big golden retriever.

Daisy poked Jane's arm, and whispered to her: "Her fortune-telling here is very expensive, and today is not a fortune-telling day."

"But can you bear to see Saul never come home?"

"I haven't been home for a long time, and you too," Daisy said in a low voice even though she lowered her voice, "It's not that I don't have sympathy, it's just that it's too uneconomical. As Thor, he can definitely find something for himself." .”

"You are right, mortals cannot lift my hammer, and only I can lift my hammer." Sol affirmed.

Daisy covered her mouth: "Oh! So you heard what I said!"

Saul nodded affirmatively again.

Daisy: ...

"How did you lose your hammer?"

"Thrown down from the sky by my father."

"That would be much easier," Isabella said. "Although I can't predict where your hammer is, such a thing falling from the sky to the earth is like a meteorite falling, and it must be accompanied by some strange phenomena. You can find it from this direction."

From the adoring gazes of the other three, Isabella deeply felt that the Sorting Hat was wise, and she really should be sorted to the wisest Ravenclaw.

Jane made a plan: "Daisy and I and our professor can be responsible for finding weird celestial phenomena. I think we will be very busy. Can you take care of Sol for a while?"

"I don't need anyone to take care of me." He is a god, can't he take care of himself?

"If you hadn't unplugged the phone cord and tied it around your belt in the morning, I think I would have believed that you didn't need anyone to take care of you." Daisy complained coldly.

The alias of taking care of Sol is also called looking at Sol, and don't let him do some ridiculous things when he just arrived.

The four reached a consensus that Isabella will temporarily "take care" of Sol, and when Jane and the others have clues, they will come to pick Sol up, and Sol needs to work for Isabella in return.

Before leaving, Daisy asked Isabella: "Where is the little brother in your store who looks like Tony Stark?"

Isabella wanted to tell her that the little brother didn't look like Tony Stark, but Tony Stark himself.But she didn't say it, so as not to cause unnecessary gossip.

"He's off to start a new business."

Stark Industries will develop new energy sources in the near future, and Tony specifically reported to Isabella that he would leave for a few days to find alternative energy sources with strange names.

Speaking of which, Tony also used to be her employee, and now Raytheon has become her employee again. This will be passed down to future generations, which will be enough for her to be powerful for a while.

Iron Man and Thor have both worked for her, which is something to brag about!

"Who is the job?" Saul agreed to the job, but he didn't know what the job was, what did the job do wrong, and why did he do it?

Isabella: ...

Apart from being distinguished, these two unique migrant workers have one thing in common: neither of them know what the essence of migrant work is.

Isabella took a broom to Sol: "You just clean the inside and outside, and then wipe the cabinet."

"Isn't that what a waiter should do?"

"You don't want to?" Isabella suddenly thought that the god in front of her was the son of Odin, the king of the gods, the eldest prince of Asgard, with a noble status, so she might not be willing to do these jobs.

If Sol didn't want to, she didn't intend to force him. Originally, she could just clean up and cast a few cleaning spells. It's obviously not a good idea to offend a god for such a trivial matter.

Unexpectedly, Sol showed a big smile: "I have never done such a job before!"

Sol was holding a broom and was full of energy. He regarded the dust in the shop as an enemy, and said while sweeping: "Go to your frost giant!"

Sol encountered a small mosquito when he was cleaning the cabinet, and the mosquito was flying around him non-stop. Isn’t it Grandpa Thor?!”

Finally catching the mosquito, he covered it with both hands, triumphantly: "How about it, it still can't escape my palm."

Isabella: Why do I feel that there is something wrong with Thor's brain.

She couldn't hold back and asked, "Who is the Frost Giant?"

"Frost giant, not worth mentioning."

Then you kept mentioning it just now.

"Why did you come to Earth, and... still miserable?"

"It's a long story."

"Then keep your story short."

Sol's eyes were resentful, and his tone of resentment began to tell the story of Odin's relegation to the world: "My father is old and confused, and he does things with caution. I don't know where his previous bravery has gone!"

After he finished speaking, he thumped the cabinet heavily to vent his hatred.

With this pounding, the goods in the cabinet vibrated out.

Isabella didn't have time to cast the spell, and Sol didn't have time to pick it up, and the goods had already fallen to the ground.A bottle of potion fell, the glass shattered all over the floor, and the pearl-colored liquid inside remained, steaming in a spiral.

"Sorry, but what is this? It smells delicious."

There was a naive smile on his face.

"What do you smell?"

"It's hard to say," Thor described the smell he smelled, "metallic, icy, and a bit of pudding...it smells like my brother Loki."

What fell was a bottle of love potion.

After learning the big secret, Isabella looked strange, and she tried her best to hide her surprise.

"Your brother Loki?"

She walked over to Sol, inhaling the scent of the love potion.

Saul started gushing: "Yes, my brother Rocky. He was very naughty. When I was seven years old, he turned into a snake. He knew I liked snakes. I put snakes in my arms, and then he turned into a snake." He stabbed me himself, another time he turned into my father and tricked me into carrying a thousand pieces of wood, and... but he has always been the one who cares about me the most and supports me the most... are you listening? Am I talking?"

The smell of the love potion depends on personal preference. What Isabella smells is a mixture of sea salt, lime, and sandalwood, mixed with a very light cheese smell.

Isabella said casually, "Listen!"

What exactly does it taste like?

"I miss my partner and I miss my brother."

Why both familiar and strange?

The author has something to say:

I found out that Tony's deodorant spray is compatible with Lingshi, if not, point it out and I will modify it.

As for Loki's taste, it's purely made up by me.


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