Chapter Eighty-Six: Walking Monks, Yangtze River Water
The atmosphere inside the Wanderer Bar is extremely lively, with many customers rushing to snap up Golden Honey cocktails.
The two bartenders, Phil and Tina, were busy flying at this time.
They opened a new jar of rice wine puree, and their movements were extremely cautious, obviously they also knew the preciousness of this wine.
The wine cork was pulled out, and the smell of wine wafting from the pillar at the door was even stronger, making some of the customers gathered around the bar look intoxicated.
Soon, the first cup of golden honey was successfully concocted, followed by the second cup, and then the third cup.
The guests who got the Golden Honey cocktail couldn't wait to taste it.
"Good wine!"
"This taste...... It's just amazing. ”
"A hundred yuan is completely worth it, I have walked many roads in my life, crossed bridges in many places, and seen clouds many times, but it is the first time I have drunk such delicious wine!"
After tasting it for a few seconds, some of the guests showed expressions of surprise and admiration, and they did not hesitate to say beautiful words.
When the other guests who hadn't bought the wine heard this, they were a little suspicious, these people couldn't be Tuo, right?
It's just a glass of wine, don't you exaggerate it.
And when they bought a cup of golden honey with a skeptical mood and tasted it, these guys who originally thought that others were trusting their eyes suddenly lit up.
Sure enough, it's a good wine!
Their praise sparked the curiosity of more guests.
Many Chinese people have a herd mentality, hearing more and more people praise the taste of golden honey, even some guests who don't like cocktails can't help but swallow their saliva secretly and join the long queue.
Shen Fu, who sat on the edge of the bar, smiled at the corner of his mouth.
It seems that the act of wiping the column with wine just now is correct, if it were not for the fragrance of rice wine puree, these guests would definitely not buy it, and they would not even try the taste of golden honey.
And after this advertisement, coupled with the fact that they have tasted the taste of golden honey, it will inevitably form a certain word-of-mouth effect, and when the time comes, the business of the Wanderer Bar will inevitably become more and more prosperous.
Especially after some customers have drunk golden honey, they will inevitably miss this taste in the future, the probability of repeat customers is greatly increased, and the customer stickiness is also extremely high.
Because, only at the Wanderer's Bar, they can taste this unique taste!
Suddenly, a loud but unique voice came into the bar from the outside.
"Walking all over the rivers and lakes has already been famous, and when you return, you will serve the screen.
The old man has passed in the rain today, and the good wine is willing to wake up alone in the new year. ”
Many guests looked towards the door.
A tall, but very thin beggar, who seemed to be propped up by a stout skeleton of his whole body, strode into the bar with a half-moon shovel in his hand.
His long hair was disheveled and tangled, his chin was a large messy beard, and his face had the brown skin left by the wind and sun, because his cheeks were so thin that his cheekbones were high and protruding, and his eye sockets were a little sunken, but his eyes were bright and stunning.
"Where did the homeless man come from? This bar is also too unreliable, this kind of person is put in, what do the security guards do! ”
"It stinks, I haven't taken a shower in years!"
Many of the guests couldn't help but hide their noses and look at the door in disgust.
A parking attendant and security guard chased in and tried to drag the beggar out of the bar, but the beggar's arms shook and several people fell backwards and fell to the ground.
This scene made the eyes of the guests who were originally frowning and disgusted with beggars widen.
They all agreed, and four words came to mind - the world's masters!
Like in novels, characters such as sweeping monks, anonymous names, and Hanako are often described, but under their ordinary and even despised identities, they hide an amazing skill.
This beggar with a crescent shovel and wearing a tattered robe is obviously this kind of person.
Seeing the beggar walking towards the bar, the guests subconsciously moved out of the way.
The beggar walked up to Shen Fu.
As soon as he entered, he already felt the qi, blood, and aura on Shen Fu's body that were stronger than ordinary people.
And Shen Fu, who was originally sitting on the edge of the bar, also put down the glass in his hand, stood up, and set his eyes on the beggar.
Shen Fu felt the oppression brought to him by the beggar, and this sense of oppression came from the bottom of his heart, from his intuition.
"I'm here for a drink, and I'm here for someone."
The beggar walked straight to Shen Fu, and in his sunken eye sockets, those shining eyes stared at Shen Fu like knives, able to penetrate Shen Fu's body.
Shen Fu didn't ask anything, as if he had been waiting for the beggar to arrive, and said directly: "Follow me." ”
Shen Fu can be sure that this beggar is 100% from the Xuanmen, and he is also the guy who abducted Wang Susu three years ago.
If Shen Fu was asked to say his first feeling about this person, it would be too ...... It stinks!
Shen Fu walked in front, two or three meters away from the beggar, but he was still smoked by the stench of the beggar's body that was fermented by the sweat mixed with me, and he wanted to vomit.
And the second feeling is - strong!
The sense of danger that the beggar brought to Shen Fu was far greater than that of Zi Feng, the son of a medical family he had met not long ago.
Shen Fu even had a feeling that once he would make a move, even if he tried his best, he might not be able to hurt the other party's hair.
This made Shen Fu feel a sense of powerlessness in his heart, and he even had the urge to scold his mother - why are all the people in Nima's Xuanmen perverted?
"Do you know who I am?"
In the gorgeously decorated aisle behind the bar, the beggar followed Shen Fu forward, and suddenly asked Shen Fu in a deep voice.
"You are Susu's master? Over the years, she should have been abducted by you. Shen Fu replied in a somewhat low voice.
The beggar said again: "You are strong in blood and blood, born with a different body, and you are a seedling, but unfortunately, I never saw you back then." ”
When Shen Fu heard this, a wave of anger rose in his heart.
This guy with a hole in his brain kidnapped Wang Susu, and regretted not abducting himself with him!
Didn't he even think about how sad Uncle Wang was after Wang Susu's disappearance?
Shen Fu took the beggar around and around to a warehouse behind the bar, and the beggar suddenly stopped and said, "Are you taking me on a long detour?" ”
"I want to talk to you." Shen Fu also stopped, turned around, stared at the beggar and said, "Which family and sect of Xuanmen are you?" ”
Under the begging hair that was scattered and tangled, his eyes condensed, and he said slowly: "It seems that someone from Xuanmen has contacted you, since you know the existence of Xuanmen, I will tell you, I am the senior brother of the connoisseur, Chang Jiang Shui." ”
Expert?
When Shen Fu heard this name, he didn't know anything, but he probably understood that this beggar named Yangtze River Water should be a person like a walking monk, similar to what he had guessed before, although he was not a Buddhist, but he was a monk.
In this way, isn't Wang Susu a little nun?
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