After a simple wash, Zhang Taibai put on his clothes and walked downstairs.

This small building has three floors in total. The bottom floor is the "Rainforest Café" built by Zhang Taibai with many years of savings. It focuses on the style of tropical rainforest and is a well-known store in a few blocks nearby.

The previous store owner was also Chinese. After selling the business to Zhang Taibai, he helped him continue to operate for more than three months, and claimed that Zhang Taibai was their cousin.

In addition, Zhang Taibai strictly abides by the original business model of the store owner, so the old customers have basically not been transferred, so he doesn't have to worry too much about promoting.

A specialty coffee shop with many old customers is not worried about business.

Zhang Taibai lives on the third floor himself, and the rooms on the second floor are temporarily used as storage rooms and guest rooms, but those two guest rooms are generally not very useful.

He could actually rent it out, but he is not short of money now, so he is too lazy to rent the room to someone he doesn't know, so he just wants to be quiet.

When Zhang Taibai arrived on the first floor, the coffee shop had not opened yet, but several employees had already arrived at the store in advance, cleaning and preparing.

"Hey! Good morning, Boss, why are you getting up so early today?" The old black man wearing a tangy leather hat sat on the cashier and waved his hand at Zhang Taibai, with half an unfinished hot dog on his hand.

"Old Earl, don't make any words to say. When did the boss get up at this time?" On the other side, a blond white girl wearing a work clothes with the words "Rainforest Cafe" on her chest said to the cashier in anger.

This work clothes were designed by the former store owner specifically for the designer. I have to say that the style is still very unique - the whole body is green, until it reaches the knees, and a rainforest animal waist with a cartoon-style painting, which is quite stylish but not without losing its friendship. Especially when worn on this blonde waiter's convex and convex body, it looks a different kind of beauty.

"Medellin, you little girl, care about your boss so much. Do you want to be a boss lady?" The old black man Earl joked and said seriously, "If you really have this intention, you have to hold on tight. I have seen many female customers and bosses look at each other recently..."

"Go to die!"

Messerlin's face turned red and she turned her head away.

"Hey, you girl won't really..."

Seeing her reaction, Old Earl wanted to continue talking.

But Zhang Taibai rolled his eyes and said, "Okay, Old Earl, don't bully her. Hurry up and finish your breakfast and prepare to open the door to do business."

"Okay." Old Earl smiled embarrassedly.

After inspecting the preparations, Zhang Taibai personally opened the door of the cafe.

It was exactly seven o'clock when the door opened, and the street in front of the door was still very empty.

"Good morning, Zhang--"

As soon as Zhang Taibai opened the door, a middle-aged man wearing a brown hat and two mustaches walked in from the door, carrying a black briefcase in his hand.

"You're too early, what do you want to eat today?" Zhang Taibai smiled enthusiastically when he saw the visitor.

This middle-aged man in a beard is an old customer in a cafe, named Lao Dugen.

Old Dugen comes here almost every day to take care of the business, and is particularly punctual, basically comes as soon as the door is opened, and Zhang Taibai is already used to it.

"A bacon and egg set meal, and another 'Rainlin Special'." Old Dugan sat down to the position he often sat, and said with a smile while taking off his hat.

"The bacon and egg set meal, and a cup of Old Dugan's 'Rain Special Dice', the old rules-" Zhang Taibai ordered the bar and sat opposite Old Dugan.

‘Rain Special’ is one of the specialty coffees in this cafe. It tastes very fragrant but is bitter. Old Dugan usually adds an extra portion of sugar and a small cup of milk.

However, as an old customer, there is naturally no need to repeat the requests every time. Zhang Taibai told the bar the name and old rules, and naturally he understood it.

"Is there any news recently?" Zhang Taibai sat down and asked with a smile.

Zhang Taibai knew that Old Dugen worked in a government department, but he was not very clear about what specific work he did, but this did not affect his current affairs with Old Dugen.

"What news can be found? I'm still cleaning up the mess I made last time." Old Dugan shook his head and smiled bitterly. "Most of the shops and office buildings near the 'Stark Building' are seriously damaged, and there are many people who have been killed and injured. They all need to be solved and dealt with one by one, which is very troublesome."

"This is a blessing in disgrace, right? To be honest, if there were no Avengers' efforts, it might not be the only one who suffered damage." Zhang Taibai shrugged.

"That's right, but can you still expect the families of the victims to reason with you? Not everyone has the spirit of self-sacrifice..." Old Dugan said with a frown.

"That's true, thank you so much for your hard work." Zhang Taibai said sympathetically.

"That's all." Old Dugan spread his hands with a wry smile.

After the two chatted for a few moments, Old Dugan's breakfast and coffee were already prepared, and Zhang Taibai also stood up and left. As the boss, he occasionally communicated with old customers to make the old customers feel at home. This is what it should be, but he also has to know how to stop at the right time.

Soon, with the first customer, Lao Dugan, taking over, many customers came in one after another, including old customers who often came and new customers who were more handsome.

It was not until after nine o'clock that it became a little deserted.

Because during this period, except for those who are late, office workers have already started working, and there are only a few old men and ladies in the store who are still chatting.

"Boss, here is your package-"

Zhang Taibai, who was being pulled and chatted by an old white lady, suddenly heard the old Earl's shout from the cashier at the door.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Taibai greeted the old lady and walked towards the cashier.

"Who sent it here?" Zhang Taibai glanced at the package, and then asked Old Earl.

"I didn't pay much attention, but some people don't seem to be couriers in our area. They just said it was your thing and the person left." Old Earl recalled for a moment, and then asked, "Is there any problem? Do I need to adjust the surveillance?"

"No need, I'll just ask casually. It should be something I ordered a few days ago." Hearing Old Earl's answer, combined with the size of the rectangular package placed on the table, Zhang Taibai had actually guessed what was inside, suppressed the excitement in his heart, shook his head and said to Old Earl.

"Tsk tsk, boss, what good thing you ordered here? I think that guy seems to be a little tired when he holds it..." Old Earl said with nothing to do and gossip.

"It's just a high imitation model, not a good thing." Zhang Taibai carried the package and said to Old Earl, "I'll go up and see if there is any damage. Here you can help me watch it first."

"Okay!"

Old Earl patted his chest, reassuring Zhang Taibai.

He also had no doubt about Zhang Taibai's statement. Because Zhang Taibai from this earth has the habit of collecting models, this is one of his few preferences as an orphan. The elderly in the store have long been used to it, so they would not think too much.

Zhang Taibai gave some instructions to the other clerks before walking upstairs.

This time, he did not return to the bedroom on the third floor, but came to an outside of a locked storage room on the second floor. After confirming that no one followed, Zhang Taibai took out a key and opened the door, then went directly into it, and closed the door again and locked it from the inside.

Bang-!

After putting the rectangular package on the table, he snapped his fingers.

The next moment, a phantom that seemed real and illusory appeared in front of his eyes.

The phantom looks like a book, an ancient book that is as thick as an adult man’s fist and is slightly outdated. There are four big characters on the cover - "Taibai Sword Classic".

Yes, this broken book is the culprit who brought him here, and the unlucky broken book followed him through it is so weird!

When he was exploring, he probably also found out the current state of this broken book:

First, it seems that only he can see the broken book. In the eyes of others, the shadow of the broken book does not exist, just like air.

Secondly, the phantom of this broken book cannot be touched, even if he himself cannot touch it, he can only use his mind to control his page turn, appear or disappear... Snap his fingers and summon this, just to pretend to be a fucking effect, and it has no practical meaning in itself.

Third, now he can only open the first few dozen pages of this broken book at most. Although he doesn't know how many pages this broken book has, if the thickness is only compared, the dozens of pages he can open may not be one percent thicker than the broken book.

Fourthly, it was precisely because of the contents in the dozens of pages that he could open that he felt a little more at ease and gave him the confidence to continue to stay in this chaotic New York City.

So far, there is probably so much he can figure out.

As for why he is so cautious even though others can't see it, it's just to prevent it. After all, this broken book can now be said to be his greatest source of confidence in making a living. In international terms, it is his "golden finger".
Chapter completed!