Jiu Shen [God of Wine]

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Old Master Yang glanced at him, and how could the bar owner think that he could n’t understand it, and smiled, “Maybe, kid, if you have any good suggestions, just listen. If you ’re right, this gold coin is yours. "I haven't seen how he is doing it. A golden coin has fallen on the table. You know, the most famous flaming flaming cocktail in the flaming flaming bar is just a gold coin. This gold coin is enough to satisfy one month's food and clothing from a family of three civilians in the city of fire.

However, what is surprising is that the little beggar did not look at the gold coin, raised his finger to the center bar, and proudly said: "If you want to drink a cup of real flame burning, let me go there, give The ingredients I need. "

"Will you bartender?" The bar owner and Yang Lao asked in unison. The waiter next to him even laughed in disdain. You know, the profession of bartender is quite popular in the Southern Fire Empire. But without the accumulation of time, how can you become an excellent bartender. The little beggar's words in front of him can only make people feel that he is talking about dreams.

Yang Lao's expression became serious. "Children, honesty is the most important character of life, do you understand?"

The bar owner is now relaxed. In his mind, this is just a bragging little beggar in front of him, not the trust of other bars.

The little beggar said coldly with his hands behind his back: "Why not let the facts speak?"

Yang Lao frowned: "Can you really make a better cocktail than this burning flame?"

A glare flashed in the little beggar's eyes, and he shouted, "If I can't, I will give you life."

Looking at the anger in the eyes of the little beggar, Yang Lao was suddenly surprised to feel an undoubted strong self-confidence from this thin body, and that undoubted pride, which was obviously just a bottom-most little beggar, his Where does self-confidence come from?

At this time, what happened here has attracted the attention of many people, and the words of the little beggar have also aroused the interest of many drinkers. Someone is already shouting, let him try.

The bar owner restored his elegance, bent down, and bowed his head in Yang Lao's ear: "Then let him try it."

Elder Yang nodded slightly and said to the little beggar: "I hope you can surprise me. Boss Zhao, give him the ingredients he needs, and I will pay for it."

Boss Zhao said with a pleased smile: "You can't use anything, how can you make money." Waving his hand, beckoning the waiter to take the little beggar.

Listening to their words, the little beggar didn't even stay for an extra second, turned around and walked towards the center bar. The bartenders in the bar would naturally not be worried about any threats that this sudden child could bring to them. They were all interested. Looked at him and gave up a workbench with various tools. The former bartender who made the flames sneer a little sarcastically: "Children, do you need me to introduce you to the wine here?" As he said, he pointed to hundreds of bottles placed behind the bar Wine cooler for all kinds of fine wine.

Another young bartender pouted, yin and yang said: "Now even beggars dare to say that they will be bartenders. I really don't know what the boss thinks, and if he is brought to us, he is not afraid of getting dirty. Is it the bar? "

The older bartender glanced at him and whispered, "Say a few words, don't you see that Lao Yang is a little interested in this kid? Otherwise, do you think the boss will let him in if he eats too much?" "

The little beggar did n’t seem to hear anything. He did n’t even look at them. Although he was thin, at this moment, his back was straight, and the arrogance in his eyes was strengthened, even with a bit. Searing. Without looking back, he said his request:

"A tomato juice, a freshly squeezed lemon juice, a Worcester sauce, a Tabasco chili oil, and salt and pepper."

The previous young bartender couldn't help but say: "Do you want to cook or mix?"

At this time, the boss Zhao and the old Yang also went to the center bar, and the boss Zhao said with a heavy face, "Do what he said, there is no rule."

The young bartender still murmured unwillingly, "Let's see how this little beggar is ugly." This turned around.

For all this, the little beggar was still unheard of, turned around and walked to the hand-washing basin set up specifically for the center bar to start washing his hands. He washed very carefully, first wet his hands covered with dirt with water, then smeared with hand sanitizer, rubbed his hands together, and then carefully washed finger by finger, whether it was finger joints or nails, meticulous The cleaning is clean, even the wrist is not let go. The clean hands contrasted sharply with his dirty little face.

The middle-aged bartender who brought out the flames first showed a trace of consternation. Gradually, the consternation became dignified and serious, watching the little beggar's movement slowly nod. As a bartender, in the process of bartending, you must not only be fully focused, but also respect the wine you have prepared. This is not only to respect the guests, but also to UU reading www.uukanshu.com. He saw a pious light from the afterglow in the corner of the little beggar's eyes. Obviously, he didn't really listen to his conversation before, but used all his body and mind on the bartending that was about to begin. Even if it is yourself, it is difficult to do this without deliberately doing so. But the child, who is only 11 or 12 years old, is still a beggar, but when doing this, he seems natural. There is no delay in every step of washing his hands, just like it is all the year round, and his expression is definitely not. Pretending, occasionally looking up at the wine on the wine rack, the piety and fanaticism in his eyes were full of perseverance. The details determine the success or failure. The middle-aged man who is also a bartender can see a lot from his simple hand washing process.

A smile appeared on Yang Lao's face, and said to himself: "It's a little interesting."

After washing his hands, the little beggar took a bottle of wine from the wine cabinet. The position of the bottle of wine was just enough for his height. When he turned back to the bar, the ingredients he had requested had already been delivered. It can be seen how long it took him to wash his hands.

The middle-aged bartender took the initiative to hand a crystal-polished clean jug to the little beggar. The little beggar opened the jug and took out the filter. His eyes showed a moment of trance, as if recalling something like that.

There was already a circle of guests around the bar. They all wanted to see to what extent the little beggar could do it. At this moment, the little beggar had picked up the bottle of wine in front of him and poured it out into the shaker.