Chapter 46: Spicy Red Se, Devil! (Asking for Votes)
"Is there anything you can't get drunk on?"
"Huh?"
"A low alcohol drink. Zhang Feng said loudly.
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Zhang Feng waited for the bartender to mix wine for him, while looking around and feeling the moment of indulgence of people.
"Your wine is ready, five hundred rupees. "The bartender put a glass of somewhat cloudy liquor.
After Zhang Feng paid, looking at the wine on the bar, Zhang Feng asked curiously, "Can you tell me what kind of wine this is?"
"Of course, this is golden coconut wine, the alcohol content is only a dozen degrees, you can't get drunk, our special wine here. The bartender continued to shake the bottle in his hand, shaking his body to the rhythm of the music.
Zhang Feng picked up the wine glass and took a sip gently, the coconut wine was really not high in alcohol, it was very much like the sweet wine made by many families in China, but there were more coconut grains in it.
Burst forth......
The moment the coconut fruit was bitten by Zhang Feng, the special liquid in it instantly stimulated the taste buds, and at this moment, Zhang Feng felt that the glass of wine in his hand was worth it with less than ten milliliters.
"How's that? not bad?" asked the bartender.
"It's great, is there anything special about it? Give me a glass, I'll taste it." Zhang Feng said with a smile.
"Of course, but the wine is strong, are you sure you want it?" asked the bartender.
"It's okay, come on. Zhang Feng did not have the slightest retreat on his face.
The bartender smiled and said, "Wait!"
The bartender began to mix fancy, and soon, a glass of wine that was scarlet as red as blood and exuded a rich aroma appeared in front of Zhang Feng.
"Red se, devil, comparable to whiskey, one thousand three hundred rupees. The bartender said.
"Is it okay to buy US dollars?" asked Zhang Feng.
"Of course, we take everything here. β
After paying, Zhang Feng carefully observed this cup of scarlet devil wine, which was still flowing in the cup after standing for so long.
"I advise you to drink it quickly, otherwise you will lose a lot of flavor. The bartender shouted.
Zhang Feng nodded, in fact, he was a little worried in his heart, the first time he drank such a strong wine, he was afraid that something would happen to him, but he bought it all, and it would always be a pity not to try it, his hand was about to serve the wine glass, but he was snatched away by a white hand.
"Handsome guy, seeing that you are hesitant, I'll drink it for you. A blonde girl directly drank "Red Se, Devil" in one gulp, regardless of whether Zhang Feng agreed or not.
The teacher looked at Zhang Feng with a smile, and the smile on his face was very meaningful.
"It's very strong, handsome guy, what do you think of me compared to this wine?" The golden girl approached Zhang Feng and deliberately exhaled a smell with a strong aroma of wine.
The bartender kept giving Zhang Feng a look.
"There is a private room on the second floor, and the environment is first-class, only 3,000 rupees. The bartender said.
Zhang Feng didn't speak, but said: "The liquor is not drunk, and I can't get on a strong woman like you, I'm just here to drink." β
After Zhang Feng finished speaking, he distanced himself from the blonde girl without leaving a trace, and motioned to the bartender to give him another glass of red *** ghost.
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Although Zhang Feng is not clean, he will not casually stick to a woman.
"You lost a wonderful experience. The bartender glanced at the blonde's ass and shook the bartender again.
"Be quick this time, a man like you is very popular here, look at the back. The bartender gestured.
Zhang Feng turned his head to look, and a majestic wind was lost in an instant, all of them were tanned skin, and colorful girls in dress stared at him.
To put it in my heart, the aesthetics of the Chinese people are still in the circle where they are not of my race, and their hearts must be different, Zhang Feng is not exempt from vulgarity, blonde hair and white skin can still talk about it, forget it.
"How much does a cup cost?"
"Haha, you can just give fifty rupees and take it. The bartender noticed the embarrassment on Zhang Feng's face, and he didn't deliberately drag it.
After Zhang Feng threw down a hundred rupees, he walked away quickly with the wine.
"Okay, stop chasing, people are obviously not interesting to you. "The cruel bartender stopped the girls who were about to catch up.
"Old K, why are you stopping us?"
"You don't taste good, people don't like it, go hunt other people. The bartender Lao K persuaded.
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And Zhang Feng walked out of the bar with the red *** ghost, and cautiously glanced behind him, and was relieved to make sure that no one was chasing him.
"It's the messiest bar I've ever been to. Zhang Feng whispered and walked towards the hotel with brisk steps.
The night market has opened, and many small vendors have appeared on the street, Zhang Feng glanced at the red *** ghost in his hand, thought about it, and decided to get some snacks.
"Boss, give me a copy of everything!" Zhang Fenghao said angrily, because he really didn't want to pick it himself.
Soon, the boss brought a lot of fried food, which seemed to be mainly flour and eggs, and there was a lot like Chinese baked gluten.
"Five hundred rupees. β
"Good. β
Zhang Feng handed the last rupee in his pocket to the boss, and began to brush the baked gluten and egg cakes with a rich sauce.
"It's not chili sauce, hoisin sauce...... Yes, you can use this to make sauce......"
"Hah...... Whew......"
A mouthful of red *** ghost into his throat, Zhang Feng felt that his whole throat was breathing fire, and he didn't feel the special taste of the red ** ghost at all, he just hurriedly dipped a large piece of sauce and fed it to his mouth, and the unique freshness of the seafood sauce dissolved this spicy.
"Sure enough, it's spirits. β
"Little brother, are you the red ** ghost next door?" the uncle who sold snacks came over and asked.
Zhang Feng nodded and said, "Yes." β
"This wine is a good wine, made from the best black tea in Nouwar Eliya, which is rare, but you are not pure, you need to go to the old distillery in Nuwara Eliya to drink it. Although the stall owner said this, he did not take his eyes off the red *** ghost on the table.
Zhang Feng saw the stall owner's thoughts, and said with a smile: "I took a small sip of this wine, if you don't mind, you can drink it, I'm not suitable for drinking such a strong wine, I just asked for a glass of curiosity." β
The stall owner was stunned for a moment, let out a hearty laugh, and said, "Okay, I'll drink it for you." β
"Uncle, what are you doing like this? It doesn't look like a professional stall, right? Zhang Feng stared at a book placed behind the stall.
The stall owner drank the wine, was in a good mood, looked at Zhang Feng's gaze, and said with a smile: "I, the teacher who teaches English, came out to do a second job to subsidize the family." β
"It's still hard. β
"It's worth it, my little daughter was born, and I came out while I still had some energy, little brother, where are you from?" asked the stall owner.
The two chatted for a long time, and it wasn't until it was almost twelve o'clock that Zhang Feng said goodbye to the stall owner, and when he left, he took a story of one person with him.