Chapter 1226: The Farm of Justice (VIII)

"You are the guests Hal mentioned, right? Please come in." Martin made way and turned back to shout into the room, "Jessica, the guests are here. Is the meal ready?" 篨

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. His dream is to become a big star in Hollywood."

Jim smiled cheerfully. He didn't look like Hal, and he had freckles all over his face, but he looked handsome and had a bit of astrology.

Lucifer walked up to Jim and shook his hand and said, "I think your dream will come true. I have seen many Hollywood stars, but they are not as handsome as you."

"Sir, if you praise him again, his tail will be up to the sky." Martin said as he walked back to the kitchen with Jessica, and then went to the yard through the small door of the kitchen. After a while, he brought back a live fish and threw it on the chopping board.

Jessica, who was cutting vegetables, turned her head and looked at him and said, "It seems that you are going to show off your skills to our guests again."

With a "bang", Martin knocked the fish unconscious with the wooden stick in his hand, and cut off the fish head with a knife, saying, "Yes, the secret of the Martin family... Gentlemen, who doesn't like spicy food?"

"Help me get one with more chili!" Hal shouted towards the kitchen. 篨

He took off his thick jacket in a hurry, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and asked Schiller and Lucifer to sit on the sofa.

Schiller looked at the environment in the room. This is a very typical fisherman's home. There is a large stone fireplace in the center of the living room. The Christmas wreath hanging on the fireplace has not been taken down. In front of the fireplace is a sofa for entertaining guests.

There is a window on the left side of the sofa and a staircase on the right side. There are group photos hanging on the wall of the stairwell, all of which are photos of Jordan family members holding various large fish, stairs and kitchen.

"My parents are not the talkative type. My father is a pilot and my mother is the daughter of a fisherman. 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 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 sight, Hal said, "That's not me, but my father and his comrades, or his superiors."

Hal stood up, walked to the side of the photo, touched the frame with his fingers and said, "My father was a pilot recruited in World War II. At that time, he was still very young and almost died in a plane crash. Fortunately, his superiors saved him."篨

Schiller also walked over and looked at the special photo among the photos on the wall. The two young men wearing pilot helmets smiled very brightly, with a special atmosphere of the war years.

Then, Hal pointed to other photos on the wall and introduced them one by one, which member of their family this was, where they caught a big fish, until the steaming hot meal was served on the table.

Schiller was a little surprised to find that the dishes here were not mainly seafood, but there were a lot of beef, mutton and staple foods. Hal said while arranging the plates: "Most of the natives of the coastal city have experience in deep-sea fishing. If you stay on the boat for three months and can only eat seafood every day, you will never want to eat any fish again in your life."

Lucifer nodded immediately, indicating that he agreed very much, and then cut a piece of chicken leg for himself.

Har pursed his lips, motioning Schiller to look at the fish dish in the middle of the table, explaining, "My father saw that you were not a fisherman, so he specially added a seafood dish. This is my father's specialty, and the flavor is not available anywhere else."

Schiller took a look at the fish in the middle of the table, and he found that it was not like the way Americans usually handle fish. It was not fish fillets or fish pieces, but a whole fish that was first roasted and then stewed with ingredients, and a lot of chili and spices were added.

"This is what I learned from one of my comrades. After he returned from a plane crash, he learned the skill of roasting fish in a primitive tribe." Martin said, "They would fill the belly of the roasted fish with herbs, and then stew it. The taste is quite good, not fishy at all."

Schiller used a fork to pry open a piece of fish meat, inserted it into his mouth, and found that it was just as Martin said, the fish meat was very tender, the skin was crispy, not fishy at all, and the spicy taste made people sweat all over in an instant.

At the end of the meal, the fish became the most popular dish. Hal, Jim and Lucifer were all screaming from the spiciness, but they still happily put the fish into their mouths.

Schiller's diet was also relatively light, but Gray Mist seemed to like chili very much. He said that it could provide different nerve stimulation to the symbiote, so although Schiller appeared calm on the surface, Gray Mist was screaming in his mind because of the spiciness.

After the meal, the Jordans went out for a walk and walked the dog. Jim went to the town to buy things for the school. Schiller, Hal and Lucifer sat on the sofa next to the fireplace. Hal took out a bottle of wine and a few glasses from the cabinet next to it.

"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, the coastal city is relatively conservative. Most of the indigenous people here work from sunrise to sunset, and the nightlife is not rich."篨

"If you want to satisfy their preferences, the bar cannot only sell alcohol, but also sell snacks, desserts, and even pet food. You can think of it as a comprehensive convenience store."

"Of course, to sell these things, you must have various licenses. It is not difficult to obtain a license, but you have to review it every year, and someone will come to inspect it."

"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 it's better to understand fisheries. This is still quite difficult for an outsider."

"It's much simpler for tourists. What nightclubs in other places are like, this is the same, drinking and revelry, dancing, and dancing. Pool rock, tourists travel thousands of miles to such a far city, but still like these things. "

"If you can invite a few popular West Coast singers to stay, and make a cool graffiti wall, then the students from several nearby city universities will be attracted to you."

Hal thought Lucifer would be afraid of trouble and would choose the latter model, but Lucifer touched his chin and said: "I just want to know, which of these two styles of bars will have higher turnover and more stable?"

"During the peak tourist season, of course, the nightclubs targeting 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 is over, it may be very deserted, the advantage is that you can take advantage of this time to go out for travel."篨

"Bars targeting locals are much more troublesome, and the turnover will be very stable throughout the year, which means you have to keep purchasing, replenishing, and sorting goods."

"Then this one." Lucifer agreed immediately.

Hal took a sip of wine, looked at him in surprise, and said, "I didn't realize you were such an old-fashioned person. It's not easy to run a pub like this. You have to deal with all kinds of locals and make people like you."

Schiller shook his head and said, "I can see that you don't want him to choose this."

"Because this kind of bar is really thankless, 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 him, "And that kind of pub is not something that one person can handle. When you go to buy goods, there must be someone to watch the store, and the locals will trust the boss with a stable family relationship more."

"It doesn't matter." Lucifer waved his hand and said, "I can let Maizi come to watch the store. Oh, she is my girlfriend...well, you can also say ex-girlfriend."

"Haven't you figured it out? What he fears most is being idle." Schiller smiled and shook his head and said, "He couldn't open a bar in Los Angeles, not because he lost money, but because no one came during the off-season, and he was so idle."篨

"Why don't you take this time to travel?" Hal asked.

"I have been traveling for tens of thousands of years." Lucifer said helplessly: "My footsteps have measured every inch of land on this planet. I know the grandfather and great-grandfather of every tree and every stone here."

"Forget it, let's not talk about this. Schiller, you said before that you and Hal cooperated on a business that might help my bar. What is that?" Lucifer asked with some confusion.

Schiller and Hal looked 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 have been on Earth for so many years, and you should also understand that every Earthling has a strong sense of civilization responsibility and collective honor."

"Therefore, even if he may become the greatest Green Lantern, Hal still chooses to stand firmly on the side of mankind, seek the welfare of all mankind, and actively takes a series of actions."

"What did you do?" Lucifer had a bad premonition.

"At the same time, Hal's good social image has made him make many friends in the Green Lantern Corps. His sense of justice has inspired his friends and stimulated their sense of racial honor."篨

"So the Green Lanterns have carried out some cooperation, and put the green light energy and green lantern rings into more microscopic use without endangering the security of the universe or affecting their jobs..."

"Speak human language."

"We steal electricity."

Lucifer's eyes widened. He looked at Hal and Schiller for a while, and his bad premonition 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.篨

Lucifer saw that outside the window opposite the sofa, a green mountain appeared out of thin air on the calm sea.

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