After a busy night, Li Pu's family life finally returned to peace.
The factory building he bought was constructed in the 1940s-1950s, a product of the USA's "Great Infrastructure" era.
The cannons and shells the Vampires used to bomb his home were all miscellaneous brands hand-made in black workshops along the southern border in recent years.
Comparing the two, the main structure of Li Pu's new home wasn't blown down, and there wasn't much furniture inside to begin with.
The overall loss wasn't actually that great.
Furthermore, although Bloody Pepper's house was destroyed by his Qi Gong bomb, Li Pu had already "borrowed" hundreds of thousands in cash and gold bars from his home beforehand, finding a nearby spot to dig a hole and bury them.
With Bloody Pepper falling from the top of the Empire State Building and his body surface area rapidly expanding, this money no longer needed to be returned.
So, calculating it this way, Li Pu's family not only didn't lose money tonight, but actually made quite a bit.
The greater gain was his acquaintance with the Sorcerer Ancient One, who also left him a special Sling Ring.
The Grand Sorcerer said that if he could use the Sling Ring to open a portal directly to Kamar-Taj, she would be willing to teach Li Pu and his sons some magic.
Honestly, having witnessed the Sorcerer Ancient One's "Ancient One's Ring of True Memory," Li Pu didn't have many thoughts about learning magic.
He felt that constantly tinkering with Spells that could destroy the World at any moment was somewhat taxing on one's heart. Such magic was better left unlearned.
However, when the Sorcerer Ancient One noticed Li Pu's lack of interest in learning magic, she immediately added a little more incentive.
She neither chanted a Spell nor used hand gestures.
She simply said, "Watch closely."
Li Pu's new home, which had been bombed, rapidly returned to its original state as if a video was played in reverse.
Not to mention the two little ones, even Li Pu, the "big friend," had his eyes wide open for a moment.
Ah Fu wouldn't learn magic; people should learn some magic, because this magic looked truly convenient.
Li Pu decided that from now on, magic would be his good brother.
Because: this brother, truly smells good!
(灬º‿º灬)♡
"Li Pu, your braised meat also smells so good!"
The next day at noon, Li Pu drove his food truck, "Little Red," to Wall Street again, selling fast food next to the Charging Bull.
Daniel, the Iron Fist, arrived as promised. Li Pu didn't mistreat the private tutor he found for his two sons, making a genuine braised meat meal for him and his two children.
He didn't use any "chop suey" to fool people.
(General Tso's Chicken, Chop Suey, and chow mein were the stereotypical impressions Americans used to have of Chinese food.)
Instead, in between making pancakes, he cooked two large pots of braised meat in a pressure cooker, not forgetting to caramelize the sugar before stewing the meat.
Daniel was almost in tears as he ate.
He had stayed in K'un-Lun for more than ten years, and as expected, developed a Chinese stomach, finding it difficult to adapt to the White people's food back home.
If it weren't for meeting Li Pu, this "great savior," Daniel felt that before he could reclaim the Rand Corporation his father left him, he might starve to death in his homeland first.
"I thought you wouldn't come."
Swallowing the last piece of meat in his bowl, Daniel then used the shirt he had rolled up to his belly before eating to wipe the sweat from his face.
"Last night, did anyone come looking for you... um, I mean, did anyone bother your family?"
"Yes, they did, but those people should no longer come to trouble us."
Also due to his long stay in K'un-Lun, Daniel could understand the deeper meaning in Chinese words.
Hearing Li Pu say this, he understood that Li Pu had resolved the trouble and didn't want him to ask about the details.
Last night, the Iron Fist also received a "greeting" from Bloody Pepper.
With a few punches and kicks, Daniel not only subdued the people who came for him but also extracted a confession.
"I'm very sorry, the trouble you encountered was actually because of me. A friend from my childhood thought I was a liar, which is why he sent people to cause trouble."
He honestly explained the matter.
"But don't worry, I'll personally go talk to him later and tell him that one shouldn't use violence recklessly.
Because if he encounters an even more violent opponent, he might face unpredictable danger."
He still didn't know that Bloody Pepper's gang hideout had been bombed, only assuming that Li Pu had scared away those hooligans just like him.
Over the past two days, by teaching Broly and Koz kung fu, he saw that both children were martial arts prodigies.
And to raise such sons, their father Li Pu must also be a practitioner, capable of handling general troubles without issue.
Li Pu guessed Daniel's general thoughts, shrugged, and said nonchalantly, "Since you've said so, then you go talk to him.
If you can solve it, solve it. If not, it's fine to come eat here every day.
I run a legitimate business; I'm not afraid of people coming to my door. No matter how many come, they're just bringing me money."
Li Pu had some understanding of the Iron Fist's predicament and could only offer him limited sympathy.
His idea was very simple:
Since you are willing to be my son's private tutor, then I am willing to exchange value, giving you some things you need... it can be a bowl of braised meat, some money, or some help within my means without harming my fundamental interests.
Nothing more than that.
You can't expect an ordinary person earning a few thousand a month to constantly empathize with a billionaire, can you?
After all, Daniel's father's surname is Rand, not Li.
"Thank you!"
Daniel thanked Li Pu in accented Mandarin, but with his accent, Li Pu couldn't tell where the K'un-Lun he studied in was located.
After eating and resting for a while, Li Pu made two more sets of pancakes for Daniel to eat in the evening.
After Daniel left, Li Pu originally planned to close the stall and go home, letting little Broly and little Koz take a good nap, and then he would come back alone in the evening to continue operating the stall.
But at that moment, a Chevrolet driving on the main road suddenly quickly veered towards the roadside.
With a "screech," the car stopped in front of Li Pu's "Little Red," very, even twelve times annoyingly, blocking his space to move the truck.
Three people pushed open the car doors and got out.
Among them, except for the driver who looked like a financial worker on Wall Street, carrying a handbag and wearing an oversized American suit with a short, stout build.
The other two, no matter how Li Pu looked at them, he felt they shouldn't be on Wall Street.
One was fat and strong, only slightly shorter than Li Pu, whose height had increased to 1.9 meters due to obtaining the [Human Emperor Template].
This person wore a leather apron around his neck, and his extra-large T-shirt and pants were covered in suspicious stains, clearly indicating he was a butcher.
The other person was very thin, with a strong, lingering smell of engine oil, like a mechanic who had just finished repairing a car.
However, honest and dutiful workers wouldn't dye their hair green, nor would they get gang tattoos like a "bleeding gun muzzle" on their arms.
These three people got out of the car and walked towards Li Pu.
The fat butcher saw little Broly's green hair and immediately burst out laughing, pointing at his thin companion and saying.
"Hey, buddy, look. Here's a kid with the same taste as you. Could he be the offspring you accidentally left behind at some strip club?"
The thin man dressed as a mechanic gave the fat butcher the middle finger, "Bullshit, I took care of my last shake with my hand!"
Hearing this, the man who looked like a Wall Street worker immediately glared at the thin man.
"Mechanic, I swear I will never accept anything from your hands again, whether it's water or drinks, not even a wrench."