Chapter 692 No credit allowed in small business, exaggerated advertising (1/2)

Chapter 692: No credit for small businesses, exaggerated advertising

S.H.I.E.L.D.

After Coulson came back, he immediately rushed to the director's office and explained to Nick Fury in detail what he saw and heard in Gaius's Peppercorn Store.

"Regeneration Master?" Nick Fury looked strange, "Do you believe what he said?"

"I believe it, but not all of it." Coulson said seriously, "I saw the nurse's mascot grass, the doctor's aloe vera, and the acupuncture cactus with my own eyes, they are not fake.

But this is his one-sided statement after all. There is physical evidence, but there is no evidence... There is no evidence.

The Regeneration Master will be buried at sea after his death. We can't go to the sea to find Gandalf Dumbledore's body. This is simply impossible."

"Where are the potions and bandages you brought?"

"Here, Director." Coulson put down the bag in his hand.

Nick Fury ignored the potions and just picked up the bandage to take a look. "It's something I've never seen before."

"Send it to the identification department to test the ingredients.

If it's harmless, find someone to test the effect. If the effect is really as he said..." Nick Fury said in a deep voice, "Then try to imitate it!"

"I feel like he's leading me by the nose." Coulson said.

"He is just confident." Nick Fury sneered, "He is the last Regeneration Master and he has inherited the legacy of the previous Regeneration Master. If he is not lying, his value is self-evident. We can only win him over." "Very cunning." "Don't treat him as an 18-year-old child, Agent Coulson." "Yes, Director. What attitude should we have towards Gaius next?" "Let's promote it according to his wishes first!" Nick Fury's right eye flashed a wise light, "Take this opportunity to express our SHIELD's goodwill to him, and try to recruit him when the time is right." "What if he disagrees?" "Agent Coulson, we have the privilege of treating these "talented people" in SHIELD, and we have corresponding regulations. System.

Although he is not a superpower, he is barely within the supervision of SHIELD. It is reasonable to put a location monitor on him. "

"First courtesy, then force?" Coulson's eyes lit up, "The director is smart, I believe he will make the right decision."

"Stop flattering." Nick Fury said unhappily, "By the way, what is the result of his divination for you?"

"He said that one day in the future I will lead someone to perform a task related to the hammer."

"Hammer? Are you sure he is not fooling you?"

"I don't think so, Director.

He also drew a picture of a hammer for me. If he was fooling me, there would be no need to do so."

Nick Fury's fingers tapped lightly on the desk, making a tapping sound.

"Don't worry about this before something really happens. Go and hand over the potion and bandages to the identification department. Then take someone to Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters. Charles has received another troublesome student." "Have new mutants appeared?" Coulson asked curiously, "What level?" "At least level three." "It seems to be a normal person, at least normal in appearance." "Haha! His ability cannot be well controlled. When the gene awakens, he destroyed a classroom with laser eyes." Coulson blinked blankly, "This seems to be more troublesome than Tony Stark." "Are you complaining, Agent Coulson?" "Don't dare." "Don't dare?" Nick Fury laughed, "You can also choose another task. General Ross of the military asked us to help find a green The big guy. "Kelson's face changed, and he immediately changed his mouth:" I should go to the mutant college! Kefury emphasized that "they were qualified to join the team after testing." Kelson shrugged without any way. "I sent these things to the appraisal department." ... "System, sign in." Simply washing, after breakfast, he went to the refining room. One bottle is the material for refining medicine. Qilin is a sacred beast in the magic world, much rarer than unicorns.

Its horn is the essence of the body, which can be used to brew magical potions that enhance wisdom and fortune and isolate curses.

One bottle is the material for alchemical bullets. Today, his enchantment level has reached level six. The energy of Qilin horn can enhance the power of alchemical bullets to a certain extent.

The last bottle is the material for refining defensive equipment for himself. To be ashamed, he only cared about asking Ancestor Alger to make a divine artifact and forgot to ask him to make a piece of armor.

But now it is too late to ask him, so he can only refine a defensive item by himself.

But this is just my current thinking. There are only so many bottles of Qilinjiao's essence, so it cannot be wasted.

He had to spend some time improving the potion formula and collect as many precious materials as possible in order to maximize the value of the unicorn horn.

After putting the three bottles of essence away on the material cabinet, Aaron walked to a crucible that was emitting hot steam. He put several powders and a few drops of extracted juice into it, and then stirred counterclockwise with a stirring rod until the color of the solution became lighter. After a while, I took out the stirring stick.

"If you persist for a few more months, the lucky potion will be ready.

I hope this pot of potion can save me some trouble! "Aaron sighed silently in his heart, and then walked out of the alchemy room, and happened to run into the blind lawyer, Matt Murdock, who had just walked in.

"Didn't I tell you not to come again?"

"I'm here as Matt Murdock, not as a man in black." Matt folded up his blind stick and sat on the sofa very familiarly.

"Don't worry, there's no trouble. The person who took the children away last time is serving time in prison!"

"It's best." Aaron hummed, "Then why do you come to my place?"

"Buy something." Mal took out his wallet from his pocket, took out two hundred-denominated bills from a pile of bills, and placed them on the table. "I need four rolls of bandages."

Aaron raised his eyebrows, took away the two hundred dollars, and then pulled four rolls of doctor's aloe vera from the sanatorium and put them into a bag.

Matt did not leave immediately after accepting it, but slowly stood up and walked to the medicine shelf, "What are these?"

"Medicine, this is the medicine cabinet in my store."

"I've never smelled this kind of smell." Matt said curiously, "Can you tell me more about it?"

"Forget it!" Aaron said calmly, "I don't mean to look down on you, but with your financial resources, I'm afraid you can't afford these medicines. The cheapest one costs five thousand US dollars."

"Wow!" Matt said in surprise, "I really can't afford it. If Fudge knew I spent money on these things, he would kill me."

"Fudge?"

"My friend and fellow founder of Nelson Murdoch."

"So you can leave." Aaron made a gesture of invitation, facing the door. He believed that Matt could feel his movements.

"Can you at least introduce these medicines to me?" Matt smiled unmoved.

"Tranquilizers, palliatives, and euphorias can stabilize a person's mood, but these three drugs are of little use to you. A blind man can play the role of a vigilante. Your personal experience has fully tempered your mood."

"How much?" Matt asked.

"It's all five thousand dollars, but what I said..."

"Although I can't see, I have experienced too much darkness, and I have exceeded the lower limit every time.

I've been angry a lot more than you might imagine, and I've been mad a lot more. "

"I see, then card or cash?"

"I didn't bring that much money."

"It's a small business and we don't accept credit." Aaron said with a straight face.

"Can you please stop talking about money? I can sense that you are not such a snobbish person."

"Haha! I'm sorry I disappoint you.

I'm really not a snob, but I need money more than anyone else. "Aaron said seriously, and then changed the subject, "And to be honest, kindness in this world cannot be eaten.

Compared with those people you attacked, I am already a saint. "

Matt was speechless. He was still very eloquent in court, but now he couldn't think of anything to say to refute.

"What about the remaining two medicines?"

"You can still think about the first three, but you can't even think about these two."

"It's expensive, isn't it?"

"If you could see it, you would understand what it means to retreat when faced with difficulties."

"Maybe! But the customer is God, isn't he?"

God? Gaius doesn't believe in God.

Aaron curled his lips disdainfully and continued: "The all-purpose potion can detoxify, heal injuries, and enhance physical strength. It is very suitable for vigilantes, but it costs one hundred thousand a bottle.

Shengguling can heal damaged bones overnight. People like you are often injured. It can allow you to go to work normally the next day. One bottle costs 50,000. "

Hearing this, Matt fell silent.

He had to admit that these two drugs really attracted him, but the price...how many lawsuits would he have to fight to earn so much money?

Nielsen-Murdoch Law Firm was still in its infancy and was not well-known. It could not even receive a few small orders.

"Well... can you..."

"cannot."

"I haven't finished speaking yet!"

"The tone of the last customer was similar to yours, but do you think I am the kind of person who would discount?"

Matt:…

"It seems I can only afford bandages, right?"

"Reality is indeed a bit cruel, but reality is reality."

"Okay! I'll come back before the bandages run out." Matt took out his blind stick and slowly walked towards the door.

"It's admirable, right?" After Matt left, Aaron looked at Abe and Fox and said, "Obviously he is just an ordinary person with talent, but he is going further and further on the road of no return as a vigilante."

Abe blinked, Fox stretched his wings, and reluctantly agreed with his master.

"But no matter how great he is, it's none of my business. Even if God comes in person, I won't give him a good look without money."

This time both pets nodded seriously. After all, only if their owners make money can their daily meals be guaranteed.

Aaron was very satisfied with their attitude, and then he picked up Abe and sat on the sofa, using his laptop to check today's worksheet.

"Appointment at ten in the morning? It's now... nine-fifty." Aaron blinked, then silently recited a spell, "Clean up."

The entire first floor suddenly became clean and tidy, without any odor.

When dealing with his first real customer, Aaron showed as much respect as possible.

After a while, a middle-aged couple walked in.

"Are you Aaron Gaius?" the woman asked cautiously.

"Yes, that's right, it's me." Aaron made a gesture of invitation, "Please sit down, both of you."

"I am Barbara Slotman, and this is my husband Bob." Slotman looked at Aaron suspiciously after sitting down, "You are much younger than we thought. You really helped the three of us." More than a dozen parents found their missing children."

"Huh?" Aaron was stunned for a moment, "I'm sorry, what did you say?"

"She was talking about your advertisement." Bob said. "Your PepsiCo has a job of finding people, and there are more than thirty parents and children's words of thanks and video certification."

Hearing this, Aaron's whole body went numb.

"Wait a moment." Aaron said politely, and then searched for Gaius Pepsi House on the website and successfully found the advertisement for this store.

But after watching it for a while, his face couldn't stop twitching.

Searching for people, psychological counseling, recuperation, food, medicine, divination, etc. Many businesses have clearly marked prices and require advance reservations. These are in line with his requirements.

But every business has been praised greatly, with rave reviews and more than 100,000 likes. This is a bit too much.

Damn it! This is how that bastard Coulson promotes his store. Does he deserve his trust?

If Coulson knew about Aaron's complaints, he would definitely scream that he was wronged.

This is an advertisement he specially designed with the publicity department. It will definitely greatly increase the popularity of Gaius Pepsi House, and it will not have any flaws.

They are professionals in counterfeiting.

"Any questions?" Bob asked.

"No problem." Aaron silently made a mental note for Colson, and then said with a smile, "I just didn't expect that the people I had helped would support me so much. I was really flattered." ”

Now that the matter has come to this, he can only admit it, otherwise his reputation will not be guaranteed!

"I hope it's true," Slotman said. "After all, your starting fee is 50,000, which is much higher than others. It is enough to cover our family's expenses for half a year."

"But I will give you a full refund if I can't find anyone." Aaron said calmly, "Let's tell you who I want to find first!"