Mr. Yang glanced at him. How could he not understand the bar owner's thoughts? He said with a smile, "well, my little friend, do you have any good suggestions. If you are right, this gold coin will be yours. " He also did not see how to pose, a golden gold coin has fallen on the table. You know, the most famous flame burning passion bar cocktail, a cup is just a gold coin. This gold coin is enough to meet the needs of a three member civilian's home in the city of fire for a month.

However, to our surprise, the little beggar did not look at the gold coin, raised his hand to the central bar and said haughtily, "if you want to drink a cup of real fire, let me go there and give me the ingredients I need."

"Can you mix wine?" The owner of the bar and Yang Lao asked with one voice. The waiters nearby even chuckled in disdain. You know, bartender this profession is very popular in the South fire empire. But without the accumulation of time, how can you become an excellent bartender. This little beggar's words can only make people feel that he is talking about dreams.

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

The owner of the bar was relieved at this time. In his mind, he was just a bragging beggar, not a supporter of other bars.

The little beggar carried his hands behind him and said coldly, "why don't you let the facts speak?"

Old Yang frowned and said, "can you really make a better cocktail than this burning flame?"

A angry light flashed in the eyes of the little beggar and said in a loud voice, "if I can't, I will give you my life."

Looking at the anger in the eyes of the little beggar, Yang Lao was suddenly surprised to feel an unquestionable strong self-confidence and unquestionable pride from his small body. It was clear that he was just a little beggar at the bottom. Where did his self-confidence come from?

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

The owner of the bar regained his elegance, bent down, bowed his head in Yang Lao's ear and said, "let him have a try."

Old Yang nodded slightly and said to the little beggar, "I hope you can surprise me. Boss Zhao, give him the ingredients he needs. I'll pay for the expenses. "

Zhao boss flatter smile way: "also can't use what, how can let you spend money." Wave your hand and signal the waiter to take the little beggar.

Listening to their words, the little beggar didn't even stay for a second, turned around and walked to the central bar. Naturally, several bartenders in the bar would not worry about what threat the sudden child could bring them. They all looked at him with interest and gave up a work table with various tools. Previously, the bartender who made the flame burning emotion also sneered and said: "children, do you need me to introduce you to the wine here?" As he spoke, he pointed to the wine cabinet with hundreds of bottles of fine wine placed behind the bar.

Another young bartender turned his lips and said: "now even beggars dare to say that they can mix wine. I don't know what the boss thinks. If he let him come to us, don't you fear that he will dirty the bar? "

The old bartender glanced at him and said in a low voice, "don't you see that old Yang is interested in this boy? Otherwise, do you think the boss will let him in if he has too much to eat? "

The little beggar didn't seem to hear anything. He didn't even look at them. Although he was thin and small, his back was straight at this moment, and his pride in his eyes was more powerful and even burning. "One tomato juice, one freshly squeezed lemon juice, one Worcester sauce, one Tabasco chili oil, and salt and pepper," he said without looking back

The young bartender couldn't help but say, "do you want to cook or mix wine?"

At this time, the boss and Yang also went to the center of the bar, Zhao boss smell speech face a heavy, "according to his words to do, no rules."

The young bartender is still some unwilling to say, "wait and see how this little beggar makes a fool of himself." Then he turned around.

For all this, the little beggar is still unaware of all this, turned around and went to the central bar set up for the sink, began to wash his hands. He washed very seriously, first wet his hands covered with dirt with water, and then daub them with hand sanitizer, rub them together, and then carefully clean them one by one, no matter between the fingers or the fingernails, they are meticulously cleaned, even the wrist. The washed hands were in sharp contrast to his dirty little face.

The middle-aged bartender who called out the burning fire first showed a trace of amazement. Gradually, the astonishment became dignified and serious, and nodded slowly at the actions of the little beggar. As a bartender, in the process of mixing wine, you should not only be completely focused, but also respect your own wine, which is not only respect for guests, but also respect yourself. He saw a pious light from the corner of his eyes. Obviously, he did not really listen to his side of the conversation, but spent all his body and mind on the upcoming wine mixing. It's hard to do this even if you don't do it deliberately. But the boy, who was only 11 or 12 years old, was still a beggar. When he did this, he seemed very natural. When he washed his hands, every step was connected without any delay, as if it were the same all the year round. His manner was by no means pretentious. Occasionally he looked up at the wine on the wine rack. His eyes were full of piety and fanaticism. Details determine success or failure. As a middle-aged bartender, he can see a lot from his simple hand washing process.Yang Lao also showed a smile on his face and said to himself, "it's a bit interesting."

After washing his hands, the little beggar took a bottle of wine from the wine cabinet. The position of the bottle was just that his height could barely reach. When he turned around, the ingredients came back. It shows how long it took him to wash his hands.

The middle-aged bartender takes the initiative to pass a clean wine pot made of crystal to the little beggar. The little beggar opens the jug and takes out the filter screen. His eyes show a moment of trance, as if he is recalling something.

There was a circle of guests around the bar, and they wanted to see what the little beggar could do. Just then, the little beggar had picked up the bottle of wine in front of him and poured it out of the mixing pot.

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