Chapter 199: Porcelain Bar

"Bar?"

Cheng Yi's eyes lit up suddenly, and then his face changed, "Is the bar you said to be a serious bar?" ”

"Are there any non-decent bars in London?" I've never heard of a prostitute soliciting customers in a bar. ”

Cheng Yi's face turned red, and he obviously realized that there was an ambiguity in his words, "I mean the theme of the bar!" Who knows if you're going to take me to some weird-themed bar, like celebrating Halloween in advance, or celebrating some psychopathic murderer's birthday, death day, or whatever. ”

I was surprised and asked, "Celebrating Halloween?" It's only June, isn't there still more than four months left for Halloween? ”

Chengyi shrugged, "So it's an early celebration." Their goal was just to find an excuse to be high tonight, and as long as it could entice customers to stir up the atmosphere in the bar, it wouldn't be a big deal to celebrate Halloween four months in advance. ”

Hehe, will you play or will the British play......

Flower spread his hands and looked heartbroken, "Chengyi, you actually don't trust me so much, it really makes me so sad!" ”

Cheng Yi glanced at Flower lightly, "It's because I believe you that I will let you type a place like the London Dungeon in my mobile phone, you can go to the bar, and I will pick the place." ”

Flower immediately put away his heartbroken look and nodded dryly, "No problem." Lead the way! ”

Cheng Yi glanced at Flower in surprise, obviously not expecting that this old man would agree so simply. After receiving a dose of the vaccination to tell Flower not to play tricks or the boat would capsize, Chengyi took the lead in the direction of the car.

Flower winked at me, "Just a little bit of her, she's just been too nervous in the London dungeon." ”

I immediately understood why Flower suddenly offered to go to the bar and agreed so simply, I guess Chengyi's appearance in the dungeon just now exceeded his expectations, so now I want to take Chengyi to the bar to soothe my mood, lest I just go back and have nightmares or something.

I got in the car and drove towards the address that Cheng Yi said, and when I got to the door of the bar. I was a little surprised when I looked at the bar's signboard, which was made of two Chinese characters in regular script - porcelain.

Below the two words porcelain is a small number of English, China, the first letter of this word is Huaxia, and the first letter is the meaning of porcelain.

Push open the door and walk in, the bar is small, no booths, no counter. The whole bar looks like an inn in ancient times in a movie and television drama, with a counter in the innermost corner, and four tables in front of the counter, each of which has a porcelain vase with two roses in it. The overall style of the bar is not only a sense of charlatanism, but also a touch of delicacy and tenderness.

The only difference from the ancient inns is that there is a small stage in the corner with a microphone on it. But there are no singers singing on it.

Four tables with three tables with people and two tables with whites. Ignoring the two white tables, Chengyi walked straight to the remaining table and smiled and patted the shoulder of the man with his back to her.

The man turned his head, "Chengyi?" Rare guest, why do you have time to come to me today? ”

That's right, this is a Chinese compatriot. In other words, the people at that table were all Chinese compatriots, and as soon as they entered the bar, they heard them talking in Chinese.

Cheng Yi smiled and said, "Bring two friends over to play, don't talk nonsense first, hurry up and get me something to drink." What about you? Not there? ”

A head poked out from behind the counter, a woman with a ponytail and a cloth dress that looked delicate, "I'm here." When he was the shopkeeper, I could only run to the accounting room and arrest him. ”

The man who was chatting with Cheng Yi smiled and hurriedly walked to the counter.

After sitting down, Cheng Yi smiled and said, "You should also see that this bar is opened by our Chinese people." The woman, called Xixi, was a classmate of mine. The man was our senior, one year older than us. After the two hooked up, they each asked the family for some money and opened the bar. Originally, the name of the bar was called Jianghu, but it was changed to the current name. ”

Xixi walked to the table with a jar of wine, put the wine on the table, smiled and chatted casually for a few words, and then walked back to the counter.

After leaving, Flower immediately lifted the mud seal above the jar, and a rich aroma of wine suddenly wafted out of the jar. Flower's eyes lit up, "Daughter red? ”

Chengyi smiled and shook his head, "No, it's not that high-end." It's just ordinary rice wine, but it's also handmade. There is a Chinese farmer in Scotland, who specially uses the ancient method to make rice wine, and in addition to drinking it himself, he will also sell it to Chinese people in England, and these rice wines are bought from him. This is also the characteristic of this bar, which does not sell beer, wine, or foreign wine, but only rice wine. ”

Flower poured the wine into the bowl and took a sip, and said with a smile: "This taste is positive, and it is not much different from my daughter Hong, who drank it once in Shaoxing when I was young!" ”

I snorted, "Have you ever drunk your daughter's red?" ”

Flower smacked his lips and said with some nostalgia: "A friend marries a daughter-in-law, and the dowry on the mother's side is Santan Daughter Hong." The glutinous valley of the three acres of land is brewed into three jars of daughter red, at the moment when the daughter cries for the first time, carefully pretending to seal the altar and burying it deep under the osmanthus tree in the backyard, when there is nothing to do, go to the osmanthus tree to step a few feet, and look back at the daughter. Watching her daughter grow up day by day, her head is tied with a red head rope, and she is getting brighter and brighter day by day. When the daughter is married, she will take the wine out of the ground and send it to her husband's house as a wedding gift. The taste is really amazing. Mellow and sweet, with an endless aftertaste. ”

"You know quite a bit."

I smiled and praised the old man, took a sip of the rice wine in the bowl in front of me. The bowl is an earthy brown earthen bowl instead of a milky white porcelain bowl, and the half-glazed earthen bowl has a rough surface and uneven pits. The reddish-brown liquor looks a little darker against the walls of the bowl, adding a bit of temptation to the whiteness.

The entrance of rice wine, as Flor said, is mellow and sweet, with an endless aftertaste. It is much better than the rice wine that can be bought in the domestic market.

After three bowls of wine, Chengyi's face looked a little red, and he gradually talked more. The horror of the London dungeons in the afternoon seemed to have been left behind by her.

"Smack."

The stage suddenly lit up in the corner, subconsciously turned his head to look over, and walked to the stage with a guitar in his arms, his delicate face put on a little makeup, and he looked very beautiful under the light.

Is this the rhythm to be sung?

The atmosphere in the bar instantly became lively.

Xixi put his mouth in front of the microphone and slowly spoke:

"Sing in the bar, five pounds a song. Pay the money and sing, welcome to participate! ”

"What? WTF? ”

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