bookbashuk Chapter 2933 Leisure Time (3)
Chapter 2933 Leisure Time (3)
Chapter 2933 Leisure Time (Part )
Once this idea appeared in my mind, it took root and sprouted uncontrollably, becoming clearer and clearer.
After all, Schiller was a Chinese in his previous life, and his love for the land is innate. In fact, he really knows how to grow vegetables, but the situation in Gotham and New York did not allow him to display these skills.
Schiller recalled that when he was a child in the research institute, the door to the rooftop was always locked, and the cleaning lady also told him not to go up. At that time, he wondered what was on the rooftop.
Of course he had many terrifying ideas, such as there were some strange laboratories on it, or alien spaceships.
So one day he followed the dean, and the old man opened the door to the rooftop with a hoe in his hand. Schiller saw various plastic greenhouses on the rooftop, and rows of ridges were planted with vegetables. The reason they didn't let Schiller go up was because they were afraid that he would pull out the seedlings.
Later, the dean discovered that Schiller was very interested in this mysterious vegetable field, and would occasionally bring him up to teach him how to make ridges, how to build a shed, how to sow seeds, fertilize and water.
At that time, Schiller still knew how to do basically nothing, but he remembered all these things. Later, when he was a professor at the university, he also went to the Agricultural College to practice.
In fact, his vegetable-growing skills are mediocre among Chinese people, and he can barely grow vegetables without killing them, but here he is considered a semi-professional farmer. Moreover, due to the early popularization of mechanized agriculture in the United States, even many professional farmers no longer know how to grow vegetables by hand.
It has to be said that the agricultural conditions in the United States are really tempting. Schiller only took a look at the farms in the suburbs of the East Coast. Even if he just stood on a tractor, he could see the endless sea of wheat on the vast plains.
There is another advantage of buying a farm, that is, it is not a one-time transaction. Although you have to pay taxes, the farm has output. The money earned may not make you rich, but it is generally enough to offset the taxes. Moreover, depending on the policies of each state, the purchase of some poorly managed farms may be tax-free.
This type of social farm for the rich has been very popular in recent years. It is an industry with low input, high output, and a lot of added value.
The only troublesome thing is that after all, it is primary industry labor and it is easy to go wrong. Generally, wealthy people leave it entirely to managers. If Schiller does not hire professionals, he will have to spend a lot of time on the management of the farm.
Then Schiller thought, could the sanatorium and the farm be combined? As far as he knew, there were many farms around the West Coast, not as big as those in the central region, but with much better climate and convenience.
Thinking of this, Schiller took out his phone and opened the map of California. Then he found that there were two farms for sale in the Moss Landing area. They were much larger than he had imagined, but the prices were also much more expensive than the farms in the central part of the country.
He looked at the map carefully and found that one of the farms was not far from the most famous 17-mile coastline. Just from the map, he could tell that the natural scenery here was quite good.
California has unique natural conditions. The rainy and hot conditions are very suitable for the growth of various fruit trees. Coupled with the long coastline and beautiful natural scenery, many farms here are social tools for both production and tourism.
Schiller wrote down the sales phone number, and after getting off the shuttle, he followed his memory to find the place where he used to live. He knocked on the door, but no one answered. He thought it might not have been rented out yet, so he looked through the mailbox.
The invitation card sent to him by Stark was indeed stuffed here. He did not open it immediately but put it in his coat pocket. After returning to the shuttle, he had just opened the invitation card when he was sprayed with ribbons in the face.
As expected of Stark, he had to put some twists on his invitation. Schiller took a closer look and found that it did indeed say that the guests were invited to go to a hotel in Los Angeles on the 5th and then go to Hollywood to attend the wedding ceremony.
Normally, they could get the marriage certificate first and then hold a complicated wedding. But actually, getting the marriage certificate was not easy for Stark and Pepper. They had to notarize their property and sign a lot of contracts, so it was delayed until next month to become a real legal couple.
Schiller thought he could take the opportunity of attending the wedding to visit California. If he could really buy a suitable farm, it would be a good idea to convert it into a sanatorium.
What's more, he just happens to have a group of energetic teenagers here. They may not be interested in building villas, but if they talk about transforming a farm, they will definitely go crazy, right?
After returning to the nursing home, it was time for lunch. As expected, none of the people who had gone out for fun came back. They probably all ate outside.
An unexpected but reasonable person visited Arkham Sanatorium: Stark with his child.
"You can take a look." He looked energetic but a little haggard at the same time, which was very consistent with the state of a novice father who loved his child. He looked energetic because his daughter was really cute, and he looked haggard because she was indeed difficult to take care of.
Schiller picked up little Morgan. It was hard to tell what the baby looked like at the time. However, Stark said excitedly, "Look, her eyebrows and eyes are very similar to mine, and her mouth and chin are like her mother's. She has inherited the best qualities of both of us perfectly."
"I heard there was a problem during the birth."
"Oh, yes, because she is a lively little girl, and she was about to be born. She turned over in my stomach, causing the fetal position to be a little abnormal. Fortunately, she was safe."
"How's Pepper recovering?"
"The family doctor you introduced me to is simply amazing. Although the herbal soup smells terrible, Pepper obviously feels very good. I think it's the feeling of being taken care of in every possible way that makes her happy."
Schiller held little Morgan and rocked her, but she started crying again. Stark reflexively took out the milk powder and bottle from under the stroller and went to make milk powder for little Morgan.
"Pepper can't breastfeed?"
"Yes, I heard from the doctor that there seems to be a problem with her lactation system. She has too little milk. Fortunately, the formula of milk powder is very good now. During the last physical examination, the doctor said there is no problem."
Watching Stark skillfully mixing milk powder and testing the temperature, Schiller knew that he must have taken care of the child a lot recently. Sure enough, Stark said proudly, "I've been feeding her at night since she was born. I think she will call daddy first. What do you think?"
Schiller thinks it is uncertain because the word "mom" is easier to pronounce, so most babies call "mom" first.
As soon as the bottle was put into his mouth, little Morgan stopped crying. Schiller really saw some of Stark's shadow in this little face.
Putting the child back in the stroller, the baby soon became sleepy after dinner. Schiller hummed a few lines of a lullaby and she fell asleep with snot bubbles coming out of her nose.
"It doesn't sound like the lullaby that Pepper sings," Stark said softly, and then he hummed a few words, but in a different tune from Schiller.
“This is the Eastern version,” Schiller said.
He stood up and showed Stark the printed map, and the two of them went to the window and began to study the possibility of buying the farm.
Stark looked at the map and said, "I didn't expect you to follow the trend. I heard that many people have been investing in farms recently, but few of them are really making money."
"What do you think of combining a farm with a sanatorium?"
"It's a good idea. Many wealthy people in big cities like natural scenery, but they think it's troublesome to manage a farm. If they can live in a farm sanatorium for a while, it will also give them a lot of topics to talk about during social activities. The question is, can you manage a farm well?"
"I've been thinking about that, too. Maybe I should hire a full-time manager."
At this time, Ultron's voice suddenly appeared and he said, "Gentlemen, is it possible that I am the most versatile manager in the world?"
"Can you take care of the farm?"
"Not yet... OK, I will."
"That's all right." Schiller weighed the map in his hand and said, "The next step is the most important on-site visit and bargaining. How much do you think would be a good deal?"
Stark thought about it. When he was thinking, he would subconsciously look left and right, but as soon as he turned his head to the left, he was stunned.
He turned his head back, rubbed his eyes, looked at Schiller and said, "Am I hallucinating? Why do I see little Morgan flying in the sky???"
Schiller turned his head and was also stunned. He turned back to look at Stark and said, "I don't think this is an illusion. She seems to be really flying in the sky."
The two of them rushed up immediately. Schiller grabbed little Morgan, who had flown more than two meters high, and checked her. He found that there was nothing wrong with her and she was sleeping soundly.
"I feel the power of magic." Stark said, "Could she be under some kind of magical curse?"
"It shouldn't be. Wait, could it be that she inherited your magical power?" Schiller asked.
"I don't have any magical powers... You don't mean the magic core, do you?"
Schiller gently put little Morgan back into the stroller and closed the lid. He said softly, "After all, you have been promoted to the Iron Devil. You are no longer a complete human. The soul ignition itself is somewhat mysterious. It is not surprising that little Morgan inherited the magical power of the Iron Devil."
"Oh my God," Stark said, "How am I going to explain this to Pepper? It's probably hard for her to accept that her daughter is going to be a superhero in the future."
"You have to let her see things more positively, because she doesn't have superpowers, and she might want to be a superhero in the future. Now that she has superpowers, at least she's a lot safer, isn't she?"
Stark was silent. He put his finger joints to his lips and pressed them down, and said vaguely, "We both hope that she can grow up safely."
"But you know this is unlikely. On the one hand, she is your eldest daughter and will definitely inherit Stark Group in the future. On the other hand, almost all of your friends are superheroes. When she grows up a little, she will also be in this circle. Do you think she will not want to inherit your mantle?"
When it comes to inheritance, Stark's eyes begin to light up, as if he has thought of something wonderful, but soon he becomes a little depressed. He said: "This is destined to be a difficult and dangerous road."
"But if you don't let her be a superhero, will she not encounter difficulties and dangers?" Schiller shook his head and said, "The life of ordinary people is not easy at all. Since she is destined to shoulder responsibilities, it is better to train her well from a young age, so that her future will be easier."
"I'll discuss it with Pepper. By the way, I haven't told you the details of the wedding yet. Can you help me see if there are any problems with these links..."
The daily routine begins!