When I was supposed to be slaying the dragon, I accidentally started cultivating immortality

"How's it going, brother? Can you still get up?"

Lu Mingfei bent down and asked Su Jinye with concern, who was still lying on the ground in a curled up posture, with only his head raised stubbornly.

Su Jinye's clothes were covered with soiled footprints, and her face was bruised and a little swollen, but she could vaguely see that she had a handsome face when she was not injured.

But he didn't know if it was an illusion, but Lu Mingfei always felt that this face seemed so familiar.

"Ho ho... cough!"

After taking two breaths with a phlegm-like sound, Su Jinye spat out a mouthful of phlegm mixed with blood, nodded to Lu Mingfei, licked her chapped lips, and said in a hoarse voice: "It's okay, it'll be fine soon." These bastards don’t have much energy.”

"But there's blood in your phlegm, brother. You don't look like you're okay." The tense expression on Lu Mingfei's face disappeared. He raised his hand to scratch the back of his head and asked tentatively, "Or are you okay, brother?" Are your gums bleeding?"

Su Jinye blinked blankly, unable to realize what Lu Mingfei said. The girl next to her also stopped the tears that were still falling down.

Lu Mingfei scratched his head and complained, completely destroying the "deep master" temperament he had just managed to create, making him look more like an ordinary student with a good appearance.

But Lu Mingfei doesn't care about this kind of thing. He has never been cool since he was a child. In his impression, "cool" should be something like the school idol Chu Zihang, a sophomore in the school, who wears light colors. A famous brand, a handsome face, and the ability to make female classmates scream when passing by is called "cool".

This kind of "coolness" is completely incompatible with Lu Mingfei.

The main reason why he had a sullen face just now was because he took the initiative to do such an exciting thing for the first time, and was afraid that his expression would show timidity.

At this time, the seven gangster brothers whose colors resembled those of the seven gourd brothers fell down, rolled their eyes, and twitched on the ground, so there was no need for him to keep a sullen face.

What if I become paralyzed and have a poker face after being stretched for a long time?

Su Jinye was lying on the ground, gasping for air and slowly stretching her body. In the corner, a girl whose eyes were red and swollen from crying, her legs still shaking slightly, walked up to Lu Mingfei and kept bowing to thank her. Her gesture was so sincere that Lu Mingfei was a little embarrassed.

After stammering and thanking Lu Mingfei several times, the girl walked to Su Jinye and knelt down, caring about him in a low voice.

Lu Mingfei saw this and thought that a severe beating would make the girl care. He didn't know if this guy was making a profit or a loss.

Su Jinye lay on the ground for a few minutes, trying to get up tremblingly. Lu Mingfei took a step forward, put one of his arms around the back of his head and put it on his shoulders, supporting his shaky figure.

"Thank you now, little brother." Su Jinye, who had just received a severe beating, could still smile and thanked Lu Mingfei, "If it weren't for your generous help, I would have been beaten by these dogs. The son of a bitch was sent to the hospital to lie down for two days."

"It sounds like you don't need to go to the hospital now," Lu Mingfei complained, "Besides, you also come from a comic book? Why do you say 'help each other' when you open your mouth?"

Lu Mingfei said in his heart that you are not the long-lost son of the shop owner, are you?

He didn't care about Su Jinye's swearing. After all, after being beaten like this, a normal person would have to curse a few unpleasant words. Su Jinye was already very open-minded and started to fight without trying to help these bastards on the ground. .

"Comics?" Su Jinye was stunned, then nodded, and said slightly excitedly: "I really like reading comics. Brother, have you read One Piece?"

"You mean this?"

Lu Mingfei put his hand under the hem of his T-shirt and took out the latest version of One Piece pinned to the elastic band and fixed rope of his sports shorts - the "battle" just now was not even a warm-up exercise for him, so there was no need to worry about the book falling. Come down.

Su Jinye's eyes widened, and the little girl beside her looked away shyly.

Lu Mingfei was silent for a few seconds, wondering whether to run away directly.

So shameful.

"Ahem..." Su Jinye coughed twice and said calmly, saying in a normal tone, "Yes, this is it. I bought it as soon as it came out last Tuesday! I'm a huge fan!"

"Actually, I prefer watching Hunters," Lu Mingfei insisted, "It's just that the author is too slow, and getting slower and slower."

"I also have Hunter, from the first to the latest edition," Su Jinye paused and added, "Although the latest edition was published last year."

"By the way, my name is Su Jinye, what do you call me little brother?"

"Just call me Lu Mingfei."

The girl on the side looked blankly at Lu Mingfei and Su Jinye, two old comic fans, chatting happily, unable to interrupt the topic for a long time.

"By the way, little brother, are you busy now? If not, why don't you go to my bar? I have a lot of good wine in my collection. You saved me so generously. I have to buy you two glasses of the best!"

While chatting, Su Jinye changed the topic.

"Your bar?"

Lu Mingfei was shocked, wondering, could I have saved a rich man?

"Well, I opened it when I was bored. It's mainly used to store a few bottles of good wine," Su Jinye said. "The bar has a wine cellar that I spent a lot of money to build, which is perfect for storing good wine."

Good guy, he is really a rich man!

It's a pity that Lu Mingfei's face is usually thin when it should be thick, and thick when it should be thin. He can't say anything to repay a favor, otherwise he might be able to make some small money.

"You're too injured to drink a bar?"

Regardless of whether it is a reward or not, the most basic medical common sense is still there. It seems that people with injuries should not drink alcohol?

"Hey! Hiss..." Su Jinye waved his hand, causing the wound on his shoulder to take a breath, and then said seriously, "A drunkard like me can immediately forget the pain of the wound after just two sips of good wine. ”

"Good guy," Lu Mingfei said with admiration on his face, "How can you forget the pain even though your scar is healed?"

…

After walking out of the alley and looking for taxis, Lu Mingfei and Su Jinye first took the little girl to their door. Before leaving, the little girl shyly asked for Su Jinye's contact information, which made Lu Mingfei's eyes widen. .

Is there any benefit to being beaten? !

I asked the driver to go to a store that was located in a somewhat remote location but had a very luxurious decoration.

There are large crystal pillars on both sides of the store door, a thick dark felt carpet on the steps, and five altars of podocarpus placed on each side of the carpet.

Lu Mingfei helped Su Jinye out of the car and looked up. On the sign at the door of the store were the three characters "Wangyouju" arranged with LED lights.

"Wangyouju?"

Looking at the three big characters above the store door, Lu Mingfei read out in confusion.

How did you come up with such an ancient name for such a modern decoration? And it’s also set up with colorful LED lights! There are even rainbow-colored LED lights! When you look at this sign now, don't you think of the scene where you were beaten up by the non-mainstream Hulu brothers just now?

Lu Mingfei really couldn't complain.

Su Jinye didn't know that Lu Mingfei was madly complaining about him in his heart. He raised his head and said triumphantly: "Shi Jianwu from the Tang Dynasty once wrote, 'Tea is the purifier of troubles, and wine is the king of Wangyou'. I This is what it means to get Wangyouju! How about it? Does it have charm? "

"Yes, yes."

Lu Mingfei nodded and thought to himself, when I look at this rainbow-colored sign now, I can think of you being beaten up by those low-profile gourd boys just now. Is it not interesting?

Su Jinye wanted to say something else, but through the transparent glass door, he saw several men and women in work clothes pushing the door open and running out, gathering him and Lu Mingfei together, and then removing him from Lu Mingfei. He came down and carried it in with all his hands.

Lu Mingfei, who was left where he was, opened his mouth to say something, but for the first time, he felt that his vocabulary of complaints was so poor.

…

In the renovated bar hall.

Lu Mingfei took a sip of the dark walnut-colored wine in the cup, stuck out his tongue, and put down the goblet: "Sure enough, I still can't get used to drinking wine."

"It's a good thing not to drink," Su Jinye sat next to him. She had changed into clean clothes, raised her neck and drank the remaining whiskey in the glass, as if it was not a high-altitude alcohol above forty degrees. It's low-concentration fruit wine. "Drinking is harmful to the body. No matter how little you drink, it will be harmful."

"Didn't you say that drinking in moderation is good for your health?"

Lu Mingfei was puzzled.

"It's a bit," Su Jinye nodded, "but the advantages are not worth the disadvantages it brings. It is the wine boss who deceives people that drinking moderate amounts of alcohol is good for health. Even if you only drink a bottle, the disadvantages of alcohol are still the same. It outweighs the benefits.”

"You know so clearly and still drink?"

Lu Mingfei said in his heart that you knew that there were tigers in the mountains, so you still preferred to go to the tiger mountains.

"I can't let it go," Su Jinye waved his hand, with a rosy face, as if the injuries on his body really had no impact on him, "Life is short, and I don't feel a loss if I lose two years of my life in exchange for some fine wine. "

Lu Mingfei had no intention of refuting Su Jinye's philosophy of life. He glanced around and landed on the small stage in the center of the hall.

On the stage, a handsome young man with slicked-back hair stood in the center. There was a long table in front of him, with two rows of bottles, jars and cups neatly placed on the table, containing various things.

The young man skillfully tossed three metal bottles up and down, adding something into them from time to time. Although the hall was deserted and there was no audience, his movements and demeanor were still meticulous.

"Is this... bartending?"

Lu Mingfei had only seen this scene on TV, but this was the first time he saw it in real life.

"Fancy bartending, to be precise."

Su Jinye explained.

"Fancy?"

Lu Mingfei was puzzled.

"Compared with other categories, fancy style pays more attention to performance and has lower taste requirements, but the technique is very difficult to practice, and apprentices are basically smashed over the head by bottles."

Su Jinye popularized science: "But other categories are not easy. If you want to make an excellent cocktail, you need to accurately grasp the taste of various materials, mix them in distinct layers, and mix them together in order to make the flavors harmonious and harmonious." While blending the ingredients, we should try our best to highlight the flavor characteristics of the base wine and ingredients, so that the taste should not be monotonous or overwhelming.”

"Priority? Coordination and integration? Highlighting features?"

Lu Mingfei was stunned.

Why does this thing sound a bit like... refining medicine?

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