Jiu Shen [God of Wine]
Chapter 2
Five elements mainland, South fire Empire, West, Lihuo city.
In the Nanhuo Empire, Lihuo city was only a medium-sized city, but it was quite prosperous in all aspects. There were only a few 2000 troops stationed in Lihuo City, but the public security here was surprisingly good. The broad streets are spotless. The ground of all the main roads is paved with dark red granite, which is unique to the southern fire empire. The brick pavement made of this rock is not only beautiful, but also durable. As long as there is no man-made damage, it can be used for hundreds of years.
The time has arrived in the evening. The setting sun has left a gorgeous sunset in the sky. Leaving the city of fire has become more and more comfortable. After a day's work, people who are not busy begin to enter the rest time. All kinds of entertainment places suitable for the evening are also lively.
Burning fire, one of the most famous bars in Lihuo City, is located beside the main road in the golden area. Its main color is red like most buildings in Lihuo City, but it should be more colorful. Tall two-story building is not its biggest selling point, but the open square in front of the bar is the most attractive one.
The square is about 500 square meters. In the center is a round bar with a diameter of 10 meters. Several of the most famous bartenders in the flame burning bar will mix drinks for guests every night. Even in rainy days, there is no shortage of guests here. It is enough to cover the whole open-air square with the ceiling.
South fire Empire has no winter, so the night here is never cold.
At this time, several bartenders have been in place, and the number of guests in the open square has gradually increased. For them, this is the busiest time of the day.
An old man in a red robe walked into the open square. As soon as his front foot stepped into the square, the waiter welcomed him with a smile on his face and led him to the position closest to the central bar in the middle of the open square. The ten tables around the central bar do not receive ordinary guests. They are all reserved for the distinguished guests of the bar. There is no doubt that the old man in red is one of them. What's more, the seat where he sits is facing the street. It's A-shaped table here.
The old man with red robes has short, gray hair, rosacea, small eyes, and is not tall. How to look at them all belongs to that kind of unattractive appearance. But the light red light that flashed between his small eyes occasionally opened and closed seemed to have a kind of Soul-catching power.
"Old Yang, still the same?" A middle-aged man in a dress came up and bowed gracefully to the old man in red. Only the guests at the VIP table can be served in person by the barman.
"Yang old some helpless way:" in addition to your characteristic flame burning feeling is still a little flavor, nothing can attract me. "
The boss smiles and says, "please wait a moment." As he spoke, he turned and snapped his fingers at the oldest bartender behind the central bar. The bartender immediately understood, took out a clean crystal mixing pot, and quickly started his first job today, which is also the most important work for him every day.
Soon, all kinds of wine in order to pour into the pot, put into the filter, cover the lid, the blender pot immediately in the hands of the bartender dancing happily.
Because the mixing pot is made of transparent white crystal, you can clearly see the color of the liquor in the mixing process. In the bartender's quick and skillful shaking, the red liquor in the wine pot is like a cluster of flames, which is very beautiful. When the fire finally calmed down in the hands of the bartender, the lid of the wine pot had been opened. The bartender poured the dark red liquor into a martini glass, and flickered from the lamp stove nearby. Suddenly, the light red flame ignited on the top of the liquor, and the rich and spicy aroma of wine diffused.
The action of the senior bartender in the flame burning bar and the aroma of the special flaming cocktail immediately received applause and smiles from nearby guests. Yang Lao was no exception. He nodded to the bartender. When his eyes fell on the glass of wine, his small eyes could not help but show a look of impatience.
Soon, the glass of wine was sent to Mr. Yang, who took the glass directly from the waiter's hand. Yang took a sip of it. He even ignored the flame burning on the liquor and sighed to the owner of the bar: "good, it's better to burn your feelings with fire. I've been drinking for five years, and I'm still haunted by this old drunkard. No wonder your business is so prosperous here. "
The owner of the bar said with a respectful smile, "you are satisfied."
At this time, a discordant voice suddenly sounded from the side, "is this also called good wine? It's just rubbish. " This voice is not big, and a little hoarse and powerless, but it can not cover up the pride in his words.
"Well?" The owner of the bar and Mr. Yang looked in the direction of the sound almost at the same time. I don't know when, a small beggar in rags and rags squatted near the table. His eyes were focused on the burning cup of fire, and his eyes were full of disdain.
The owner of the bar frowned slightly and looked at a waiter not far away. The waiter noticed the existence of the little beggar and ran over quickly, "sorry, boss, I didn't see him come in."The owner of the bar waved to the waiter to pull the little beggar out so as not to affect the business. In front of Yang Lao, he is not good at showing too strong.
The little beggar stood up by himself. His face was dirty and thin. He looked like he was only eleven or two years old. His hair had not been washed for many days, and his body was bound to have some bad smell.
Some of the waiter disgusted to come over to pull him out, but old Yang said, "wait a minute." Without a sign from the owner of the bar, the waiter quickly took back his hand and hesitated to see Xiangyang.
Old Yang's eyes fell on the little beggar, "little friend, did you just say that this cup of flame is not good? I don't know where you've seen better wine. Tell me. " The pursuit of wine is one of his greatest interests in his life.
The owner of the bar hurriedly said, "Mr. Yang, what can he know as a little beggar? Don't let him disturb your drinking." Nanhuo Empire people like drinking most, and the competition in the bar industry is also extremely fierce. The boss is really afraid that the little beggar in front of him can tell which other bar in the city has some good wine, which will attract the distinguished guest away. You know, Yang Lao comes here every day to drink, which is not a question of how much income he brings.
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In the Nanhuo Empire, Lihuo city was only a medium-sized city, but it was quite prosperous in all aspects. There were only a few 2000 troops stationed in Lihuo City, but the public security here was surprisingly good. The broad streets are spotless. The ground of all the main roads is paved with dark red granite, which is unique to the southern fire empire. The brick pavement made of this rock is not only beautiful, but also durable. As long as there is no man-made damage, it can be used for hundreds of years.
The time has arrived in the evening. The setting sun has left a gorgeous sunset in the sky. Leaving the city of fire has become more and more comfortable. After a day's work, people who are not busy begin to enter the rest time. All kinds of entertainment places suitable for the evening are also lively.
Burning fire, one of the most famous bars in Lihuo City, is located beside the main road in the golden area. Its main color is red like most buildings in Lihuo City, but it should be more colorful. Tall two-story building is not its biggest selling point, but the open square in front of the bar is the most attractive one.
The square is about 500 square meters. In the center is a round bar with a diameter of 10 meters. Several of the most famous bartenders in the flame burning bar will mix drinks for guests every night. Even in rainy days, there is no shortage of guests here. It is enough to cover the whole open-air square with the ceiling.
South fire Empire has no winter, so the night here is never cold.
At this time, several bartenders have been in place, and the number of guests in the open square has gradually increased. For them, this is the busiest time of the day.
An old man in a red robe walked into the open square. As soon as his front foot stepped into the square, the waiter welcomed him with a smile on his face and led him to the position closest to the central bar in the middle of the open square. The ten tables around the central bar do not receive ordinary guests. They are all reserved for the distinguished guests of the bar. There is no doubt that the old man in red is one of them. What's more, the seat where he sits is facing the street. It's A-shaped table here.
The old man with red robes has short, gray hair, rosacea, small eyes, and is not tall. How to look at them all belongs to that kind of unattractive appearance. But the light red light that flashed between his small eyes occasionally opened and closed seemed to have a kind of Soul-catching power.
"Old Yang, still the same?" A middle-aged man in a dress came up and bowed gracefully to the old man in red. Only the guests at the VIP table can be served in person by the barman.
"Yang old some helpless way:" in addition to your characteristic flame burning feeling is still a little flavor, nothing can attract me. "
The boss smiles and says, "please wait a moment." As he spoke, he turned and snapped his fingers at the oldest bartender behind the central bar. The bartender immediately understood, took out a clean crystal mixing pot, and quickly started his first job today, which is also the most important work for him every day.
Soon, all kinds of wine in order to pour into the pot, put into the filter, cover the lid, the blender pot immediately in the hands of the bartender dancing happily.
Because the mixing pot is made of transparent white crystal, you can clearly see the color of the liquor in the mixing process. In the bartender's quick and skillful shaking, the red liquor in the wine pot is like a cluster of flames, which is very beautiful. When the fire finally calmed down in the hands of the bartender, the lid of the wine pot had been opened. The bartender poured the dark red liquor into a martini glass, and flickered from the lamp stove nearby. Suddenly, the light red flame ignited on the top of the liquor, and the rich and spicy aroma of wine diffused.
The action of the senior bartender in the flame burning bar and the aroma of the special flaming cocktail immediately received applause and smiles from nearby guests. Yang Lao was no exception. He nodded to the bartender. When his eyes fell on the glass of wine, his small eyes could not help but show a look of impatience.
Soon, the glass of wine was sent to Mr. Yang, who took the glass directly from the waiter's hand. Yang took a sip of it. He even ignored the flame burning on the liquor and sighed to the owner of the bar: "good, it's better to burn your feelings with fire. I've been drinking for five years, and I'm still haunted by this old drunkard. No wonder your business is so prosperous here. "
The owner of the bar said with a respectful smile, "you are satisfied."
At this time, a discordant voice suddenly sounded from the side, "is this also called good wine? It's just rubbish. " This voice is not big, and a little hoarse and powerless, but it can not cover up the pride in his words.
"Well?" The owner of the bar and Mr. Yang looked in the direction of the sound almost at the same time. I don't know when, a small beggar in rags and rags squatted near the table. His eyes were focused on the burning cup of fire, and his eyes were full of disdain.
The owner of the bar frowned slightly and looked at a waiter not far away. The waiter noticed the existence of the little beggar and ran over quickly, "sorry, boss, I didn't see him come in."The owner of the bar waved to the waiter to pull the little beggar out so as not to affect the business. In front of Yang Lao, he is not good at showing too strong.
The little beggar stood up by himself. His face was dirty and thin. He looked like he was only eleven or two years old. His hair had not been washed for many days, and his body was bound to have some bad smell.
Some of the waiter disgusted to come over to pull him out, but old Yang said, "wait a minute." Without a sign from the owner of the bar, the waiter quickly took back his hand and hesitated to see Xiangyang.
Old Yang's eyes fell on the little beggar, "little friend, did you just say that this cup of flame is not good? I don't know where you've seen better wine. Tell me. " The pursuit of wine is one of his greatest interests in his life.
The owner of the bar hurriedly said, "Mr. Yang, what can he know as a little beggar? Don't let him disturb your drinking." Nanhuo Empire people like drinking most, and the competition in the bar industry is also extremely fierce. The boss is really afraid that the little beggar in front of him can tell which other bar in the city has some good wine, which will attract the distinguished guest away. You know, Yang Lao comes here every day to drink, which is not a question of how much income he brings.
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