The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 3686: The Mercury Age (6)

Chapter 3686: The Mercury Age (VI)

"Bad news again, guys, Bucky is serious." The group chat started with this message sent by Natasha. The following is what they discussed about Bucky's mentality and how Natasha dealt with it.

According to Natasha herself, she learned from a reliable source that this was not a misunderstanding. Bucky really intended to pursue her, and she had no intention of saying goodbye to her single life for the time being.

Although it was a little late, Schiller still said in the group that he had no idea about her information channels, and expressed his sincere admiration for Black Widow's intelligence-gathering skills. Although others sent a lot of eye-rolling expressions in the group chat, they still said nothing.

Schiller was looking at his phone at the right time. Natasha sent a series of dizzy emojis and then sent a screenshot of the chat:

"Are you there, Natasha?—B.B."

"Yes, I'm at work."

"Are you free after get off work?"

"what happened?"

"I wanted to talk to you about Steve's birthday party. How about Tebrunn Seafood Restaurant?"

The screenshots end here. Schiller sent a message: "How did you respond?"

"I haven't replied yet!" Natasha's messages popped up one after another, "He chose a reason I couldn't refuse. And that damn seafood restaurant is so damn expensive! He better not have already made a reservation!"

“That’s it. He must have made an appointment.” Nick said, “I know him. Although he and Steve are good friends, they are different. Bucky is tough. If he wants to pursue you, he won’t take it slow. He will definitely be very aggressive.”

"Let me think of another possibility," Natasha said. "I'll go tonight, and then we'll both sleep together, and then all this will be over. Do you think this is okay?"

"Do not."

"Absolutely impossible."

"Forget it."

"no way."

Everyone responded. Schiller went a little deeper, saying, "You think you can have a relationship with him like you would with a Batman, but you can't. Batman is the most sober person in the world, and there's no way he can really fall in love with a female agent. But the Winter Soldier is not necessarily the same. What's more, the relationship you two had back then may have a longer tail effect than you think. You have to be prepared to deal with a very difficult emotional problem."

"I really want to scream for help!!!" Natasha said with several exclamation marks, "But I won't let you look down on me. I decided to solve this problem myself. I decided to try to sleep with him first."

"He won't sleep with you." Hill seemed very sure, "If he really wanted to develop a relationship with you, he would definitely reject you."

"No!! Man!! Can!! Reject!! Me!!!"

The conversation ended with Natasha's rant. Schiller guessed that she might have gone to pick out clothes and put on makeup. But he and Hill agreed that Bucky would never let Natasha go so easily.

It's a bit funny. Generally speaking, sex is considered the last stage of a relationship. But in the United States, if someone decides to do this after the first date with you, it actually means rejection, meaning that he is ready to fix your relationship as a one-night stand instead of a real relationship.

Natasha was indeed very attractive, but Bucky was also very stubborn. Schiller was already expecting the female agent to fail.

After finishing the meal, Schiller and Peter took the processed duck and goose and drove back to the sanatorium. On the way, Peter was also playing with his phone. Then he suddenly looked up and said, "Is there no pie mold in the sanatorium? I remember you don't seem to like baking, doctor."

Schiller just remembered it when he said that. Schiller nodded and said, "Indeed. There seemed to be a baking tray that came with the oven before, but I don't know where it went during the move. I haven't seen it in the kitchen."

Schiller pulled the car over and said, "What are you going to do? Should we go buy one or go back to your house to get it?"

"That thing isn't cheap. Of course I have to go home to get it. Oh, wait, Gwen seems to have returned from the starport. It seems I can't go home to get it."

"She's back already? Then why don't you go home and live?"

"She needs to rest," Peter shrugged. "I can't bake raspberry pies while she's catching up on her sleep. Even a skilled baker like my aunt can't avoid making some noise. It would be bad to wake her up."

"Then let's go to your uncle's house?"

"I'll ask my uncle if he's off work. He has an internal card that allows him to make a shuttle for free. I'll ask him if he can send it to me."

Schiller nodded and continued driving towards the sanatorium. Peter's family was very frugal. Even though their financial situation was much better now, they would never waste money. They would rather spend some time to save money. Uncle Ben would not only not find it troublesome, but would also be happy that Peter saved money on gas.

Sure enough, Ben Parker came not long after. Schiller hadn't seen him for a long time. He walked up to him and gave him a hug.

Ben Parker looked very healthy. Although he had some white hair on his temples, his face was ruddy and his body was strong, showing no signs of aging.

"Here, kid," Ben Parker said. "Don't break this thing. You won't have apple pie this weekend."

Peter took the baking tray, looked around, nodded, and said with a smile: "It will surely help me make the most delicious raspberry pie."

Not long after Uncle Ben left, Stark came again. He leaned against the door of the kitchen in the nursing home, crossed his arms and said, "I didn't expect you to be busy in the kitchen so early. Peter, how is the improvement of the flying car going?"

"Oh my god, it's only the second day." Peter said as he checked the information about the flour. "It's not that urgent, right?"

"Of course you're not in a hurry. Steve will just laugh foolishly no matter what you give him. But I'm different. I'm going to give him something that will surprise him."

"For example?" Schiller asked, turning around.

"For example, a cool flying classic car!" Stark said in a raised voice, "I saw Steve cut out a page of a car magazine introducing a Rolls-Royce classic car. The old-fashioned people of his time loved this! If I gave him a flying car, he would be so happy that he would have a heart attack!"

There were so many flaws in this sentence that Schiller didn't know where to start. Then he suddenly reacted and said, "Isn't this why you want to restart the hover car project?"

"Of course not!" Stark seemed to have been stepped on. "This is a rigorous and well-prepared business project. It's not something I came up with on the spur of the moment! It has nothing to do with him!"

Schiller waved his hands perfunctorily, obviously not believing it. Even Peter curled his lips, and seemed to have no intention of helping Stark explain. Stark was about to speak, but Peter said before him: "You set up the lab too hastily, Tony. It was only in the last month. But China started to develop flying cars two years ago. If it wasn't for Steve, why did you suddenly think of it?"

"This is different!" Stark stammered with his mouth open, unable to say anything for a long time. Finally, he could only come over and angrily snatch the flour box from Peter's hand.

"What the hell is this?" Stark moved the flour box a little further away, took off his sunglasses and looked at it carefully. "There are so many chemicals in the ingredient list that they can be put into my Ark reactor to generate electricity. And you plan to use this thing as food and then eat it?"

"It's seasoning powder," Peter said, taking the box back. "It's better than physically embedding the Ark Reactor in your body."

Stark slapped the table vigorously, and then exaggeratedly lamented that Peter had also learned bad habits. Schiller, who was cleaning the oven, turned around and asked, "What dish are you going to bring over?"

"Cheeseburgers, of course." Stark became proud again, put his sunglasses back on, and began to list the benefits of cheeseburgers.

"I have a question," Schiller continued. "Do you plan to buy a beef patty, fry it, put a handful of vegetables on it, put two slices of pre-made cheese on it, and sandwich it in the bread you bought?"

"Uh, what's the problem?"

"Don't you think there are too few links that you can operate yourself?"

"But that's how cheeseburgers are made. Am I supposed to put a patty between the buns? That would look like Mexican food. The essence of a cheeseburger is the right amount of meat... Wait, what are you going to do?"

Stark saw the almost intact ducks and geese that Schiller had placed in a basin nearby. Curious but also a little scared, he approached and stretched his neck to take a look.

"What are you going to make of them?"

"Don't worry about it. I'm going to cook from scratch, and so is Peter. Even Natasha, who can't cook at all, plans to learn from Ivan. Only you plan to use half of the pre-prepared dishes to fool Steve."

Stark's expression suddenly became a little uncertain. He said, "Do you think this dish is not good? But I only know how to make this. It's too late to learn now, right?"

"You might want to consider adding some of your own ingredients," Peter said. "Maybe mix the cheese yourself and make your own bread. Wouldn't that make it all yours?"

Stark opened his mouth, but quickly closed it again. He took the flour box again with some hesitation and said, "You mean I can turn this flour into bread dough? What kind of process is that? Just add some water and knead it into that shape?"

"I'm afraid not." Schiller picked up a fresh tomato and began to peel it. "First, you have to stir it, then ferment it. After making it into dough, bake it. Finally, sprinkle some sesame seeds on it. It should be quite difficult. I haven't done it before."

Upon hearing this, Stark became excited and said, "You don't know how to make hamburger buns? Then I must try. I must let you see Stark's talent in cooking!"

"Thanks, but I've seen that before. And don't you dare try that in my kitchen. Go back to your own house!"

Schiller pushed Stark out. Stark refused to leave, waving his hands and saying, "Wait a minute, why? Peter has never done anything, so why can he be in your kitchen..."

Stark was pushed out of the door by Schiller. The door closed with a bang. Schiller's voice came from the door: "Of course, because I don't need to help him and coax him like a three-year-old child while he practices. Go find Pepper!"

Stark raised his head and yelled, then walked out and took out his phone to text Pepper if she was free. Pepper sent him a photo of the fitting room and replied:

"I'm picking out clothes. Wanda's here too. Tonight is our girls' date night. Don't come and make trouble!"

In the United States, I was so hungry that I ate my classmates