Victory or defeat on the battlefield is related to life and death and glory, and must be taken seriously.

And in battles that have nothing to do with life and death and glory, such as learning from each other, or conflicts caused by misunderstandings, winning or losing is not so important.

The Asgardians' style is very sturdy, and sometimes even almost barbaric, but in the final analysis, they are not uncivilized barbarians.

Whether it is right for the person, or wrong for the person, the specific situation is analyzed in detail. When it is necessary to respond rationally, most Asgardians can still "stay awake".

For example, losing in the hands of Shi Xiaolei.

Because it is a conflict caused by a series of misunderstandings, for the result itself, neither Vorstager, who has a single mind, nor Fandral and Hogan, who have more flexible thoughts, have produced an 'unacceptable' result. idea. What really made them a little unwilling was actually the situation of 'five against one, and they still fell behind'.

You know, whether in the arena or on the battlefield, there has never been a similar situation.

Therefore, even if they knew that part of the reason was due to 'the main force in the team, that is, Thor was not in shape', Vorstag and others were still somewhat bored.

"...Forget it, I don't have that spare time." Shi Xiaolei shook his head without hesitation, rejecting the invitation from Vorstage.

"Anyway, you don't have anything else to do, and you are also idle..."

"Why don't you have anything to do?" Shi Xiaolei pointed back at the kitchen: "There is a lot of work in the shop. That is to say, there are fewer people at this point. In another hour or two, see if I am busy."

"No, I mean you don't have anything else to do other than open a store." As he said that, while stuffing a dumpling into his mouth, Vorstager suddenly said something off topic: "Huh? This thing is pretty good. delicious."

"It's delicious." Seizing his words, Shi Xiaolei quickly said: "It takes time to practice to make this kind of taste. Besides opening a store to receive customers, I have to set aside some time to practice craft research. Recipes. Seriously, man, I don't really have time to practice with you guys."

For the militants, Shi Xiaolei's refusal is obviously not enough.

Moreover, in order to salvage the regret of "five against one defeat" and to make up for the unwillingness in their hearts, Vorstag and others have made up their minds and have to drag him to fight again.

"If you don't agree, we won't leave." After grinding and trying to get a satisfactory answer, Vorstag gave Shi Xiaolei a harsh word with his last swipe of beard.

not leaving? Is Lai staying in the store and not leaving? Or, to stay on Earth and not return to Asgard until I compare myself again?

Shi Xiaolei frowned, feeling a little irritable in his heart.

At this moment, Sif raised her hand and waved at Skye, who was resting by the counter.

Seeing her asking the price and paying for the bill, Shi Xiaolei suddenly felt relieved: 'It's not that he stayed in the store and didn't leave. Okay, you can stay for as long as you want. Anyway, you live in Hela's side. It's her business to worry about, not me. ’

"Mr. Locke, let's go first."

"Walk slowly."

Watching the four leave, Shi Xiaolei shook his head and withdrew his attention.

Without Shi Xiaolei's orders, the agile Skye had already come over and started sorting out the tableware left by the four of them after they left.

Claire also came over and gave Skye a hand.

"Boss." The back kitchen has nothing to do for the time being. With a look of curiosity, Chappell sat on the empty seat opposite Shi Xiaolei: "Who were those people just now? They came here on purpose to make trouble. Is it?"

Although they went into the countryside and changed into the attire of Earthlings, and did not wear their original medieval-style clothes, the changes in appearance were obviously not enough to cover up the murderous aura that the four-member group had cultivated in their long-term expedition.

It doesn't look like a nuisance.

Coupled with Vorstag's loud voice and what he just said...

No wonder Chappell misunderstood, thinking that the four were here to find fault.

"A few...emm, I don't know how to define them." They are not friends, and they can't be called enemies. I can't think of how to classify these people. In this case, Shi Xiaolei simply stopped tangled: "Don't worry, they are not bad people, they just want to ask me for help with some things."

"Looking for your help? No way, this is the attitude of asking for help?" Chappell looked incomprehensible.

"It's not quite accurate to say it's helping." Shi Xiaolei shook his head: "Forget it, don't think about it so much. In short, you just need to know that they won't cause any trouble to the store."

"...Okay. Since you said that, then I won't ask." Spreading his hands and shrugging, Chappell gave up the question: "If there is anything I can help, you're welcome."

"Thanks." Shi Xiaolei smiled and nodded, accepting the black guy's kindness, and at the same time reaching out to bump his fist.

After resting for a while, Chappell got into the back kitchen and started washing and cutting vegetables, preparing for the upcoming wave of business in the evening.

Claire went to the back to help.

Lisa and Skye were not idle either, one was busy cleaning the table, the other was busy mopping the floor, and they were dividing the work to clean up the sanitation in the lobby.

There was no need to interfere with them, Shi Xiaolei stood up and walked to the counter with a teacup.

"You really don't need to pay attention to them?" 2B asked Shi Xiaolei distractedly while counting the bills accumulated during the first half of the business.

"It's alright. A slap won't make a sound, as long as I don't cooperate, no matter how active they are, it won't help." Shi Xiaolei took a sip of tea and changed the topic very simply: "Where's my phone? You didn't say that before. Did someone send me an email? Let me see."

When I was carrying ingredients to the store in the morning~lightnovelpub.net~ I accidentally dropped my phone from my pocket. Since he couldn't get his hands free at the time, Shi Xiaolei gave an order, asking 2B to help him pick up his phone and put it away.

"Here." Hearing Shi Xiaolei's question, 2B opened the drawer of the counter and took out his cell phone.

"..." After pressing it twice, the screen didn't turn on, Shi Xiaolei couldn't help but worry: "Don't you knock it down in the morning?"

"Probably not." If it is broken, the mail will not be received. While responding, 2B took out the charger from the drawer: "Maybe it's out of power, you plug it in for a while and try."

"I hope it didn't break, this is a new machine that I bought not long ago." While muttering, he connected the charger.

After waiting for more than half a minute, Shi Xiaolei breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the charging sign on the screen.

"It's okay, okay, let me see what the email is..."