Alien Bar: Picked up a wizard girl

“Your wine.”

A crystal champagne glass spiraled and landed in front of Maine. The wine in the glass was charmingly light purple. There was no ice, but only a pure and simple purple wine, which was very compatible with her gentle purple shawl long hair, and the wine complemented others.

A few lavender buds float quietly on the surface of the wine glass.

Two slender fingers held up the wine glass and gently approached her face. Maine sucked it slightly, and the mixed aroma of wine and lavender drifted into her nose.

"Yeah, that's really good."

Mei Yin took a sip and gave a satisfactory evaluation with a smile.

“It’s a great idea to mix different wines together to create a new taste experience, maybe I can try that too.”

"I should have done this long ago, it's like making a potion." She took another sip of wine and added herself.

Potion?

Linger has read most of the 100 books in the photocopy of magic books and has a certain understanding of common sense in this world.

As far as he knows, the witch's potion can even change the form of matter, such as turning the drinker into a frog, or some other creature or object.

"Does it have a name?" Mei Yin asked, shaking the remaining half of the wine in the wine glass.

Just as every potion is given a unique name by the creator, this wine mixed with different wines should also have its own name.

"Lavender lady," replied Ringer. "I used 1? ounce London dry gin, ounce violet sweet wine, ounce marasino liqueur, 2dash lavender bitters, ounce champagne."

The detailed recipes in the latter are for Elise to listen to.

Elise was like an apprentice, lit up and listened.

“What is dash?”

"The commonly used unit of measurement for bartending, about one-third of a bar spoon and one-eighth ounce, is often used for bittersweet or spice essential oils with very small amounts."

The scene in front of me made Mei Yin suddenly remember the scene when she taught the rookies the potion class, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

She put down her wine glass. The wine in the glass has been finished.

"Although this glass of wine is delicious, I still have to say that your shop occupies our precious bathroom. What should we do when we take a shower in the future?" Mein looked into Linger's eyes.

Linger organized the language guiltily, and finally said: "We are open for six hours a day."

“That is, when you are not open, the door leading to this place will disappear?”

Linger nodded.

"Huh, then I'm relieved. That magical bathroom took a lot of effort, and it would be too tiring to build another one. But..."

Mei Yin's voice changed.

"Is it a bit rude to occupy our bathroom space without prior notice? Some of our witches have a fixed bath time every day. What should we do in the future if the bath time overlaps with your business hours?"

"Well, this..." Linger thought about how to respond.

Out of courtesy, he might have asked the gate spirit to change the exit node, but he is not sure if the gate spirit will listen to him.

He is just a clerk, not a shop manager.

At this time, Mei Yin smiled and said:

"Haha, I don't care. I like to take a bath in the early morning. So if you can convince them with wine or other means, I have no objection."

Well, this method is good. "Thank you for your understanding, I will try to convince the witch who enters our store."

Mayin stood up and looked around the store, finally blinking her beautiful eyes at Linger.

"It may be a bit selfish to say that, but I personally like it here, so you must convince them not to complain to me."

As she said that, she pulled out a golden check from her collar and placed it on the table.

"I will pay their alcohol money in advance." The check amount is 100,000 gold.

"When the amount is overdrawn, please remind me that I will give you a new one." Mei Yin added with a smile.

Linger looked at the golden check on the counter and thought to himself, "According to the price in the store, even if a hundred witches come to drink wine every day, it will probably take several years to drink the full amount of wine."

What's more, there are probably not so many witches, so this check will only last longer.

When she turned around and was about to leave, Linge suddenly called her.

"Ms. Mayin."

The slender legs under the black high-slit skirt stopped moving, Mei Yin turned her head, and her beautiful purple eyes asked Lin Ge, is there anything else?

Ringer pointed to the white bath towel on the small round wine table: "This is left by the lady before."

Mei Yin smiled slightly when she saw the bath towel and looked at Linger with a profound meaning.

"Stay here and wait for her to come and get it. By the way, her name is Dele."

After saying that, she left the bar.

Layla, who was sitting in front of the bar, suddenly exclaimed, staring at the golden check left by the witch.

"Ah, she's from Nightingale Publishing House?"

Ringer looked at the text on the check and saw the words "Nightingale Press" written in elegant handwritten font.

"Nightingale Publishing House?"

Layla presents the title page she brought to Ringer, the book called "The Devil of the Flowers", which is the Nightingale Publishing House written by the payer on the check.

"Most of the publications of Nightingale Publishing House are also a small number of poems and prose. My favorite series of demons is published by this publishing house. The witch sister was able to take out such a check. She must be the senior executive of Nightingale Publishing House. Maybe she knows Teacher Ye Wu." Layla's tone suddenly became excited.

"Mr. Yewu is my favorite writer," Layla added. "Her things are all related to demons, and I have a collection of each one. She also wrote this "Flower Demon"."

Seeing Layla's excited look, Linge suddenly realized that it seemed that her unrealistic fantasy of the demon came from these.

"Teacher, do you want to watch it? It's really wonderful." Layla recommended what she brought to Ringer again.

Linger wanted to refuse, but when she saw the expectant look in her eyes, she felt soft and thought it would be okay to see it. So she took her hands and handed it over, and opened a page casually, and saw the passionate scene between the demon and the pure angel.

He quickly read a few pages and his expression became weird.

No wonder Layla knew so much at such a young age and would trade with the man she had first met with her sister's personal belongings. It turned out that this was how it was influenced.

Devils just like to make deals with people.

He closed the book and silently returned it to Layla.

"Don't the teacher like it?"

“It’s well written, but not for me.”

Layla was a little disappointed and had to get the book back and continued reading it herself.

Not long after, one of the witches that Mein said had to take a shower on time every day walked into the store.

"Please close immediately."

The young witch in white-haired and black robe said as soon as she entered the door.