Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

Pumpkin juice, the evergreen in the magic world, can be seen on various occasions.

Whether it is breakfast and lunch, family banquets, pumpkin juice is like orange juice in muggles in the magic world. You can not drink it, but you can't do it.

As a non-alcoholic beverage, the cooking method of pumpkin juice is very simple and convenient.

Crush the pumpkin, green apples, almonds, one spoonful of cinnamon, two spoonfuls of pumpkin pie spices, and stir in the pumpkin puree until the spices are completely integrated into the juice. Add water and continue to stir evenly.

There were not many people in the bar, and with the simple production of juice, Wang Xuebin soon saw this famous glass of juice.

I don’t know if it’s because all magicians have a virtue, and they are all precious in ancient times. Not only are the glasses that hold juices used for four centuries, but Tom’s rags that he rubs the cups don’t look much younger than the cups.

Perhaps seeing Wang Xuebin's concerns, Tom deliberately took out a glass with a complete appearance and no gap, and cleaned it up again, and did not use his slurry rag.

The golden juice with a slightly sticky texture is slowly poured into a glass that looks the cleanest. A slight slight water vapor condenses on the outer wall, indicating the coolness of the juice.

Wang Xuebin sat on the bar, took off his mask, picked up the cup and looked at it for a while, sniffed it slightly, and took a sip.

Well, the bad taste...

The sweet and sour taste is mixed with a hint of almond aroma, but the complex flavor of cinnamon and pumpkin pie spices adds a richer texture to the juice, while also disrupting the natural sweet taste of the juice.

Sure enough, he shouldn't have fantasies about this country that produces dark cuisine.

"Boss, let me have a cup of black tea. Don't add anything except tea. By the way, use my cup!"

Wang Xuebin put down the juice, ignored Tom's expectant expression, and reached out to take out a set of teapots and tea cups from his pocket, took out seven more golden gazons, and placed them on the table.

Seeing Wang Xuebin's performance, Tom's expectant expression froze on his face. He looked at Wang Xuebin with disgust, then looked at the flawless teapot and tea cup on the bar, smiled awkwardly, turned around and walked towards the place where the tea leaves were stored.

Seeing that the boss had left, Wang Xuebin looked down at the pumpkin juice on the table, curled his lips, and pushed it aside.

Tom walked over with a porcelain jar in his arms, and saw the juice being pushed aside, and the corner of his mouth twitched again, pretending that he didn't see it.

He grabbed a handful of black tea, stuffed it into the teapot, took off the hot water from the stove beside him, filled the teapot, and pushed it in front of Wang Xuebin.

"Sir, your black tea!"

Wang Xuebin nodded, picked up the teapot and shook it slightly, then filled the teacup, picked up the teacup and took a sip, breathing a long sigh.

"Huh~ I feel much more comfortable!"

Put down the teacup, looked up at Tom and asked:

"I don't have a wand now, but I want to go to Diagon Alley, I wonder if there is any way Mr. Tom can do?"

Wang Xuebin's expression was very casual, but his movements were not polite at all. The golden gangs were stacked up one by one. Not only Tom was a little dumbfounded, but even the wizards sitting in the corner watching the fun were shocked.

"I...I mean..."

Before Tom could finish his words, a witch with a messy and messy hair squeezed forward and said with a flattering smile:

"Sir, I grew up in Diagon Alley. No one knows Diagon Alley better than me. Not only can I take you in and out at will, but I can also save you a lot of money when buying things!

Sir, let me serve you!"

As soon as the man finished speaking, the whole bar suddenly became silent. The onlookers showed gloating expressions and looked at Wang Xuebin with sarcastic eyes.

Wang Xuebin seemed to have not realized it, looked up at Tom who was a little nervous, then looked at the man beside him who threatened others with his eyes and did not let others ruin his good deeds. He smiled slightly and asked softly:

"May I have your name?"

Hearing Wang Xuebin's words, the man quickly turned his head, his cunning facial features tried hard to squeeze out a kind smile, and replied in his somewhat slippery and flattering tone:

"Cyber, Avery Cyber!"

"Okay, Mr. Cyber..."

Wang Xuebin stared at Cyber's eyes tightly, pushed Jin Jialong on the table to Cyber ​​with the back of his hand, and said with a smile:

“…If your service satisfies me, believe me, I will not be stingy with the reward!”

"Believe, of course I believe, I don't know what sir calls you, uh...I mean, what should I call you?"

"I?"

Hearing the question, Wang Xuebin raised his eyebrows and replied with a smile:

"You can call me Gu Yi, the old    one!"

As he said that, he nodded to Tom, and the teapot and cup on the table did not move anymore. He smiled slightly and walked towards the bar patio first.

Wang Xuebin and the others disappeared from everyone's sight, and the atmosphere in the bar suddenly became lively.

"Well, an unfortunate young man, it's not good to meet anyone, but he was targeted by Avery, a villain who eats people and doesn't spit bones. This young man is really in trouble!"

"Who said no? I don't even understand the principle of not revealing money casually. Maybe this kid is a young and troubled child from the East!"

"Hmph, it's all that boy doesn't have eyes. I just kept signaling to that boy with my eyes. If that boy took the initiative to choose me, he might be able to save his life. After all, I wouldn't be as greedy as Avery!"

"Ha! It's you?

Cyber ​​just made a slight threat, and you didn’t even dare to breathe. Just like you, who is timid and afraid, you still want to make a fortune? If Cyber ​​yells, you might be so scared that you pee!”

"Hanqiu, what are you talking about? You are a mud-bred person, do you want to eat my spell?"

"Hmph! Could it be that I'm afraid of you? Come on, let's see if I don't pull all your bones away!"

"You have to fight!"

On the bar, Tom, who was carefully cleaning up the tea set left by Wang Xuebin, looked at the people in the bar with a gloomy face.

Just one sentence, the irritable atmosphere in the bar suddenly cooled down a lot. A wizard sitting in the corner, holding his half glass of honey wine, walked to the bar staggeringly, looking at Old Tom and jokingly:

"Hey! Tom, I guess I made a lot of money when I met this Kaizi today. How about it? Come and treat us to a drink?"

Hearing this, the other wizards also started to cheer, holding up the dirty wine glasses in their hands and shouting loudly.

"Yes, Tom, how about you treat us to a drink? I looked at it very carefully just now. That Kaizi left seven Jin Jialongs, and the tea set you have in your hand, it looks worth a lot of money!"

"Sorry, I'm not going to run a small business on credit!"

Tom did not give the wizards any affection. He carefully took the tea set into the cabinet, picked up the rag that had been used for many years, and packed up the cup of pumpkin juice.

"Don't be so ruthless. It's really not possible. Let Avery come to check the bill later. He earns more than Tom. He has to treat us to a drink!"

"Yes, yes! Let him pay later. If we hadn't intervened today, where would he have the opportunity to make money?"

"Yes, yes, Tom, I want flame whiskey, today I want enough!"

"Cyber ​​pays the bill?"

Tom took the cleaned glass back into the closet, looked up at the bar beggars in front of him, and showed a bad smile.

"Unfortunately, Cyber ​​met a tough guy. I think... I'm afraid we won't have the chance to see Cyber ​​again in the future. If you want to drink, it's better to pay first!"