The Death Knell

"Steve, let's go to Will... huh?"

Bucky took a few more glances at the girls at the booth, who were busy putting out the car fire.

He has never been interested in things he cannot understand. He will go to the front line tomorrow. Thinking about why Stark's car can fly is no more helpful to his future than thinking about why Mr. Wilson's appearance does not age.

The Great Depression taught people to keep their feet on the ground, and people today are very pragmatic.

Tom had told him when he was still alive. ‘Don’t ask what you shouldn’t ask, and don’t think about what you shouldn’t think about, so that you can live longer. ’

It's a pity that Tom said so, but he didn't do it himself. He still asked Joseph where he was going, and then the two of them went to join the army together, and were killed by mustard gas in a simple trench together.

Bucky was also sad about his father's death, but he knew that his father was not alone. After all, Tom was with Joseph until the end. This is what good brothers should do.

If Steve could go to the battlefield, he would live and die with him. But Steve's health is too bad, so he might as well live well at the rear and help him avenge himself.

Looking at the chaotic scene on the stage, Bucky smiled and thought about a lot of things. Then he turned around to speak to Steve, only to find that Steve had disappeared.

He originally planned to take Steve and his sister to the Wilson Enterprises booth to have a look.

The theme tonight is ‘Efficient Living and Eating for People in the Future’. I heard that there are some new products to be released today.

Standing on tiptoes and looking around, Steve's thin figure was indeed very conspicuous in the crowd, but what was more conspicuous was Su Ming's aura that stood out from the crowd. No one even dared to get close to him or Steve.

In the dimly lit area, Su Ming, who was wearing a black woolen coat, put his arm around Steve's shoulders and communicated in a low voice outside the crowd.

Bakirala took the hand of his female companion and walked through the crowd. The Stark Industries display was over, and it was reasonable to go to Wilson Enterprises to say hello.

"Mr. Wilson."

"Hi, Bucky, you're just in time, my booth is about to start." Su Ming greeted him with a smile, and at the same time smiled at the two girls Bucky brought.

It's just that this smile makes the girls a little scared. This one-eyed man has a special dark temperament, as if there is something terrible hidden in his heart.

But once they knew that the person in front of them was the owner of Wilson Enterprises, their fear disappeared instantly, and instead they showed a sense of intimacy.

Of course, Su Ming also knew what was going on. The main products of Wilson Enterprises in China now include beverages, perfumes, stockings, high-end underwear, etc. If it weren't for the traditional industry of brewing wine that can easily lead to domestic violence, then he is now a veritable friend of women.

It doesn't matter to him. The more harmless his identity is on the surface, the better. Who can still associate him with Deathstroke, the demon in urban rumors?

Su Ming led four people to the booth of Wilson Enterprises. Unlike Stark's, he had prepared chairs and small tables, making it look like a high-end banquet hall.

The small round tables were covered with white tablecloths, and flowers and candles were placed on the tablecloths. In early spring, flowers were rare.

Thanks to the lack of technical content in greenhouses, Su Ming built it himself.

On the table in the front row, Gin was already waiting for him. As usual, all these chores were arranged by him. Su Ming just returned to New York from Hawaii last night and has been staying at home today.

This time he went to go through the procedures to take over Caho Island. As expected, Bold was recalled by the Royal Navy. Although he only commanded the transport ship, he sold the island to Su Ming without hesitation.

After all, he is about to go to the battlefield, and whether he can come back is doubtful. The German sea wolves have been wreaking havoc in Europe.

So Su Ming took over his island, a few acres of pineapple fields, a small cargo ship, a simple dock and a row of thatched houses.

He spent a few days exploring the depths of the island by himself and dug out a cellar using various tools of the God Killer. Because the key plot here was about to begin, he rushed back to New York.

A few people sat down, and Gin nodded to the side, indicating that they could start.

Then a tall, thin, middle-aged man with eyes, slightly balding, wearing a turtleneck, tight thin sweater and jeans, walked onto the stage.

He held a paper tube in one hand and held his chin in a pose with the other hand before he started to speak.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Wilson Enterprises."

After receiving the applause, he smiled and nodded around: "I am the spokesperson of Wilson Enterprises, Jos. Let us start introducing our products immediately."

"With the deepening of modernization, people's life pace is getting faster and faster. People used to spend the most time on the road, but with the popularity of cars, this time has been greatly shortened."

People in the audience nodded. This is the fact. Of course, cars are much faster than walking.

"So now, what factors have caused our working hours to be shortened? In today's hourly wage system, delaying time is delaying making money. Have you ever thought about what affects your income?"

People in the audience began to speculate again, but most people thought it was sleep, but there is no way to shorten the sleep time, right? This can really kill someone.

Joes didn't show off and directly raised the paper tube in his hand. Only then did everyone notice that there were colorful patterns painted on it. The only thing missing was the yellow and black w logo.

"Perhaps many friends will say sleep, but good rest is necessary, otherwise it will only lead to accidents. So how can you work more hours in a day?" Jos pointed to the paper tube in his hand, like freedom She held it high like a torch in the hands of a goddess: "Yes, the answer Wilson Enterprises brings to you is to shorten the meal time."

The following people began to whisper to each other, and they understood that after all, in the United States, sandwiches, hamburgers and fried chicken are typical fast food, and they are indeed very convenient to eat.

But the problem is that these things either need to queue up at a fast food restaurant, or they are brought from home to work and are already cold by the time you eat them at noon.

Joes pressed down with one hand to signal for calmness. He put the microphone close to his mouth and continued to explain in a very elegant manner: "This is our new product of Wilson Enterprises, which makes up for the shortcomings of burgers and sandwiches. It's called instant noodles!" It’s useless to have more, now let’s give each of you one, and please learn how to make noodles with me.”

So a group of men in black moved in a few boxes and took out buckets of instant noodles with various flavors to choose from. Soon everyone in front of the booth had a portion.

Except for Su Ming himself, the developer of instant noodles.

Just kidding, he's going to vomit after eating this stuff, so let's forget it.

The official date of the invention of instant noodles should have been 1958, invented by Japan's Nissin Company. The Marvel world cannot say for sure, after all, the world has developed towards a different history.

Su Ming asked his waste scientists to study it, and they quickly figured it out. They were all experts in physics or chemistry, so why was the research on food progressing so fast? !

They were not good at researching things like rockets, but they only heard a concept from Su Ming about the process and equipment of drying bread, as well as the synthesis of new seasonings and other difficulties, and quickly solved the problem on their own.

It's all in tears, but it seems that all the talents of my own scientists have been put to use.

So Su Ming quietly watched these curious Americans and followed the pirated "Qiao Bangzhu" on the stage step by step to learn how to make instant noodles...

Three minutes later, there were slurping sounds all around. In order to cater to American tastes, his sauces were very sweet, mainly ketchup and mayonnaise. Now everyone was busy eating noodles, even Steve Bucky is no exception.

Life is really lonely as snow...

Su Ming sighed, turned around and found that Howard Stark was also on the edge of the venue, eating instant noodles around the table with his booth girls.

Judging from his expression, he seemed to be very satisfied, and he ate with a small plastic fork until his mouth was full of oil.

Well, his side is a floating car, and his side is a convenience food, all related to food, clothing, housing and transportation. Strictly speaking, this instant noodles is much more successful than his floating car.

After all, instant noodles have been destined to accompany people's lives since their invention, and as for the hovercar, only Howard himself has driven one.

Gang Leader Qiao on the stage also licked his lips. The oil bun that comes with the instant noodles is so fragrant. Although the butter-fried steak tastes like not even a trace of minced meat, he really feels like eating beef.

"Ahem, what do you think of our new product?"

Warm applause erupted under the stage, and the entire area was enveloped in a strong and familiar smell, which reminded Su Ming of the feeling of riding in the train carriage.

Gang Leader Qiao nodded. He was also proud of being an employee of Wilson Enterprises. He turned his head and burped quietly, then turned his head and continued with a smile on his face: "Next, please take a look at our second product. , allowing you to have a quick meal with friends anytime, anywhere – it’s called Instant Pot Stew!”

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