Druid’s Marvel Travels

Chapter 13 Surprise

Oakes that is to say.

These magic green plants do not have the ability to reproduce by themselves, and the super-high-efficiency photosynthesis only satisfies their super-high purification efficiency while maintaining normal growth.

Therefore, every potted plant is cultivated by Oakes himself using natural magic, if it is to be supplied to the two Stark Industrial factories...

Even if it's just an office, it can make him tired.

What's more, the industrial demand of this scale is not his goal at this stage—these are just early works, which are used to make a name for himself.

When the energy produces seeds, it is the time to start making money.

At that time... Heh, Stark Industries or something, can it compare with myself who grows beautiful knives in the soil?

Obviously not!

Who the hell said druids only sell silver scale breastplates?

With good dreams in mind, Oakes threw the newspaper aside and packed the remaining four potted plants together with Zhang.

"Let me help you move to the car!"

After the blond beauty swiped the card smartly, Zhang's movements were obviously 10% faster, and Oakes nodded in satisfaction, which showed that this kid already had a sense of belonging to this store.

"Ah, but I came here on a motorcycle."

The blond beauty blinked, a little embarrassed:

"You don't deliver?"

"Uh, of course, you can go back first, it shouldn't take much time... right?"

Zhang coughed twice, then turned to Oaks:

"Then what, boss, can we deliver the goods?"

"Do you have a driver's license?"

Oakes took out a bunch of car keys:

"I do have the car, but I have to prepare to replenish it, and I don't have time to deliver it."

"Yes, I have already changed my New York driver's license."

Zhang patted his chest confidently:

"I'm a veteran driver with one year's driving experience!"

"...You just passed the internship period! But please, please."

"But I haven't seen the car these days? Mr. Oakes, where is your car parked?"

Two minutes later, the three stood in front of a small car.

"what car is this?!"

Zhang took a deep breath, pushed his glasses, his face full of disbelief:

"I've never seen it!"

"I do know this."

The blond beauty covers her mouth and chuckles:

"Smart, Mercedes-Benz's new model launched in January this year, but it has been sold in Europe for many years, it is a two-seater car.

Although it looks like a toy, it's really a car, and it's no less expensive than a normal car.

the most important is……"

She pointed to the place where the car was parked. It was a square space sandwiched between two flower beds. The car was covered by flowers and plants. No wonder Zhang didn't pay attention:

“Its parking spaces are very casual.”

"That's right, and this house doesn't have a garage."

There was no unnaturalness on Oakes' face. He stepped forward to open the trunk:

"Ah... It seems that the trunk can only hold two pots, and these pots are relatively large."

"I'll take a taxi to deliver the goods."

Zhang pushed his glasses, and felt a little weak after bragging:

"I think I need a dedicated time to get used to... this little guy."

The smallest car he had ever seen was probably the 3.5-meter-long Chery QQ, but this small car was only 2.5 meters long!

"Taxis are not reimbursed."

"...People are not sages, no one has faults, sir, you are just stingy."

"Dear Zhang, how about we discuss the salary advance?"

"Ha, ha, Mr. Haokes, you are too out of touch, isn't it just a taxi? I ​​will deliver the goods immediately, and I will make sure the customer is satisfied!"

...

Brooklyn, a very old two-story building.

Unlike many noisy trendy neighborhoods, this place is very quiet, probably because most of the people living here are elderly people.

The government seems to pay a little attention to this old neighborhood. It can be seen that it is relatively clean and tidy, and the cost of public health is about as much as the ten other neighborhoods combined.

After all, it's home to the largest Captain America Memorial in New York.

"Crunch—!"

With the sound of rapid brakes, a cool Harley motorcycle stopped next to the small building.

The female knight in the car took off her helmet, flicked her beautiful blond hair, and looked at the latest Audi R8 convertible sports car next to her and pouted.

It was because the traffic conditions in New York were so bad that I rode a motorcycle myself.

After turning off the fire, she took out the key, and as soon as she walked to the door, she couldn't help raising her eyebrows again——

Before even opening the door, she heard a chattering voice coming from the room.

"narcissism."

Reluctantly complaining, she opened the door and walked into the house, her voice became clearer:

"Aunt Peggy, I've said long ago that this old house could be enhanced with some of the latest technology in our business name.

Like this hologram, and that kind of smart display, immersive home theater, and even a robotic hand that helps you hold your medicine bottle—it’s definitely more advanced than stupid. "

"Although our newly developed air purification system is for industrial use, the efficiency of the upcoming civilian version is not bad at all.

Although you don't have much formaldehyde here, you are aware of the air quality in New York. "

"Hehe...Little Tony, thank you for your concern, but I prefer to keep it as it is."

The white-haired Peggy Carter was leaning on the sofa, holding a cane in her hand, and smilingly looking at the chattering white man sitting opposite her on the sofa.

This guy has curly hair, a coquettish moustache, and a supercilious expression on his face:

"Well, it's a pity, Aunt Peggy, you and I have the opposite hobbies. One of my greatest strengths is that I like the new and dislike the old."

"Oh? Sharon, are you back?"

Seeing the blonde beauty walking into the room, Peggy Carter quickly changed the subject:

"Little Tony has helped me arrange the salute."

"Oh, look who's back, our big beauty."

Tony touched his chin, stood up and tilted his head to look at Sharon Carter who had just entered the door:

"Going out in such a hurry, is there any surprise?"

"Of course, no small surprise."

Sharon Carter spread out her hands:

"But I still want to thank you for helping me take care of my aunt temporarily... To be honest, it's hard for me to imagine that you will personally drive and pick up my aunt from Washington."

"After all, the great Tony Stark is a busy man, the kind he can only see on the news all day long."

"I prefer when you say you'll only see me on the sidelines."

Tony shrugged his shoulders, put on a charismatic look, narrowed his eyes slightly, and there seemed to be a slight electric sound in the air:

"Didn't you see that I drove the car myself when you came back from graduation this year?"

"Oh little Tony, it hurts me so much when you say that."

Peggy Carter let out a laugh, which made Tony startled:

"Howard at least didn't dare to molested a female subordinate in front of me. Sharon is my niece."

"Ah, what I mean is that I came here to chat with you to recall how you beat up my bastard father back then."

Tony pulled the neckline solemnly, sat back on the sofa, and raised his eyebrows:

"By the way, beauty, what is the surprise?"

"You'll find out later."

Sharon came over and poured a cup of tea for Aunt Peggy, ignoring Tony:

"Auntie, Mrs. Brown next door is right. The green plants in that store are really amazing. You will be satisfied."

Glancing at Tony, who looked nonchalant, Sharon showed a provocative smile:

"Much more reliable than the air purification system developed by our genius."

Tony: "Huh?"