Mr. Liao Zhai's practice is a kind of home, collecting the thoughts of sentient beings and recording them in words.

And the ancestor Pu Liuxian's way of collecting wind is to open a teahouse, so that people can use stories to offset the tea money.

But making tea is just a way of practice, a side branch of the "art", not the essence of the "Tao".

The art is ever-changing, but the Tao remains unchanged for a long time.

Xiaoqian's reminder gave Pu Ye a new understanding.

Making tea is not suitable for you, so simply change the way.

What he has to do now is to find a way of practicing that suits him, just as his ancestors chose to start their practice with the tea ceremony.

Which way has a strong foundation that has been accumulated for enough time, has deep truths, and has enough allure for human beings to collect the thoughts of sentient beings?

If you think about it, it's only wine!

But Pu Ye did not choose to make wine, the procedures were too complicated, and the time was too long, and it was necessary to take the unit of years at every turn.

By the time the wine is brewed, the aura will have already recovered, and it will be too late.

So Pu Ye chose to mix wine!

It is a blending technique in which ready-made sake is combined with other ingredients to create a new taste.

When he was in college, Pu Ye once taught himself bartending for a period of time because of his interest.

That kind of alcohol, ice, juice...... The taste of free play with various materials has fascinated him for a long time.

It's just that after entering the society, people can't be busy with survival, so how can there be any leisure and elegance.

Maybe give it a try now!

Reiki was revived and inherited Liaozhai, and unsurprisingly, his life took a ninety-degree turn.

Whether it's good or bad, Pu Ye understands one thing deeply.

Gone are the days of the past.

If you lose some, you will gain more.

Thinking of this, Pu Ye's heart suddenly moved, "Xiaoqian reminded me." Making tea may not be the right way for me, I should choose bartending! ”

Ying Ning tilted her head, "Isn't wine brewed?" What is Bartending? ”

Xiao Qianshou also drew a "? No.

Pu Ye reacted at this time.

More than 500 years ago, when they were still active in the world, there was no such thing as bartending.

He compared the movements and tools used in bartending, and explained simply, "The so-called bartending is to mix two or more wines or beverages, juices, and soft drinks to create a new taste, as you like, and theoretically there is no wireless possibility!" ……”

Listening to it, Ying Ning's crimson eyes lit up little by little, crystal like rubies.

It seems to be very interesting and delicious!

Her little tongue licked her rosy lips gently, obviously she was a fox, but there was a kind of seductive temptation, which made Pu Ye's heart skip a beat, and she couldn't go on halfway through the words.

"No matter what era it is, human beings are very talented in playthings!" Ying Ning said disdainfully, but the movements of his hands were not slow at all, and the three tails brushed slightly on the table.

The fog rose and covered the table, waiting to dissipate.

I don't know when, the set of tea sets on the table has turned into wine glasses, and the hot tea has turned into cold liquor, clear as water, exuding a pure wine smell, which makes people smell intoxicated.

The legend is true!

The vixen is good at changing and seducing people!

Pu Ye thought secretly in his heart, but his face picked up the wine glass without moving, and began to think, what should he do next?

There are usually four methods of mixing, blending, blending, shaking, and stirring.

What is the best way to make a cup of tea?

Pu Ye thought about it, and suddenly thought of a little.

The action of making tea is just a ritual, and has no substantive effect, the key is to substitute yourself into a certain artistic conception through this ritual, assist yourself to enter the visualization, and let your own thoughts be projected into the wine.

The same goes for bartending.

Everything is the same!

As long as we grasp the essence, how the form changes, the inside will not change.

Bartending is about the subtle combination of alcohol and ingredients, and the flavors are blended together in the right proportions to create a free and casual taste that is rich in variety.

Unlike the kind of sake brewing that adopts a fixed procedure, the taste is much the same, and it is said that it is deep in an old cellar and has undergone changes over time.

The taste of bartending is more flexible, and there are thousands of ingredients, such as proportions, temperatures, and techniques...... Each one can affect the taste of the wine, and theoretically has infinite combinations to bring out a variety of flavors.

Every kind of bartending in the world is unique, and compared to the mellow and restrained nature of winemaking, the uniqueness of bartending is very popular among modern young people.

So Pu Ye thought about it and decided to use the blending method,

The blending method, also known as the mixing method, is to first add ice cubes or crushed ice to the cocktail, then add the base wine and accessories, and gently stir it with a cocktail stick or spoon through a specific technique, so that various raw materials are fully mixed and then decorated with decorations to become the finished product.

This is the perfect blending method for newcomers, as long as you prepare the amount of ingredients in advance, put them in a certain order, and start stirring.

Simple, easy to use, easy to operate, a good choice for novices to get started.

But if you talk about ordinary bartending, the ingredients are ice cubes, lemon, juice and other accessories.

Then the spirit wine is different.

Lingcha is read into the tea and asks people's hearts.

Then the adjunct of the spirit wine is the mind.

Stirring is just a formality, but the key is to bring out the taste that is unimaginable in the world by incorporating the thought into the wine.

This taste not only comes from the tip of the tongue, but also arouses the thoughts in people's hearts and goes deep into the hearts of people.

The simplest is often the easiest to get started with, and the best for you.

He hadn't learned bartending for so long, and the operation was too complicated, and he couldn't keep it busy.

Now only the base wine is nothing.

The thought in the heart is the best seasoning.

Pu Ye didn't deliberately study any recipe for mixing, but according to his previous feeling, the wine was poured into the mixing glass according to the recipe, about three-quarters of a glass.

He then holds a glass in his left hand and a cocktail spoon in his right hand, sandwiching the spoon between his middle and ring fingers, with his thumb and index finger against the top of the spoon. Along the inside of the glass, stir quickly clockwise, about 10 to 15 turns, to cool the wine evenly.

The stirring time should not be too short or too long, and it should be mastered.

With the stirring of the wine without slowness or urgency, the wine rotated, and a small vortex appeared, Pu Ye's eyes were fixed on the stirring wine, and his thoughts were inhaled into it, and he kept spinning.

That's it......

Pu Ye felt that he had entered a state, secretly recited the mantra, and silently visualized.

Sitting upright in Liaozhai, overlooking the earth of the world, the breath rises, like smoke and fog, all the thoughts in the world come one after another, all kinds of wonderful appearances, and so on.

The mind suddenly broke free from some invisible shackles, and suddenly rose up, beyond the shackles of the physical body, as if looking at itself from a higher dimension.

The wine ripples, like the folds blown by the spring breeze, wave after wave, like the ripples of the heart.

Drunkenness gradually appeared in Pu Ye's eyes, and the action of stirring the wine became slower and slower.

But the movement slowed down, and the whirlpool of the wine did not shrink, but expanded more and more, like a bottomless sea eye about to suck all the thoughts of a person into it.

It was as if his consciousness had entered another world, shuttling through a space-time tunnel.

It's a completely different feeling from making tea.

One is still and the other is moving.

The rotation of the current is like the waves in the eyes of the sea, and the sea water washes over the soul and sifts out distracting thoughts.

The fragrance of the wine is as rich as a cloud, enveloping the soul in it, as if in the clouds, as if drunk but not drunk, fluttering like a fairy.

The infinite flight of the soul is like a kite with a broken string flying freely in the sky, feathering and ascending to immortals.

In the flow of time and space, the clouds are full of illusions, beauty, money, mansions......

An illusion is a thought that conjures up the most illusory reality of the human heart.

……

Surrounded by the smell of wine, Pu Ye's gaze gradually rose to a hazy color.

Although the wine is not drunk, what is intoxicating than wine?

It's just that this time is different from before, although the previous tea felt a beautiful artistic conception in Pu Ye's eyes, he always felt that it was too high and low, which made it difficult for him to deeply understand.

Wine is not the same as tea.

Tea is a new tea after picking, through a series of tea-making techniques such as picking, frying, baking, etc., to expel miscellaneous tastes, retain the most essential flavor of tea, and finally through the tea ceremony, the taste of the tea itself is soaked out with the simplest hot water.

It's an art of authentic refinement.

Wine is a completely different taste.

The raw material of the wine is very simple, that is, the simplest whole grains, which do not have many complex flavors, but undergo a long period of precipitation, fermentation and metamorphosis in the cellar......

The most ordinary starch ends up being intoxicating ethanol.

A small pinch of yeast has the power to turn decay into magic.

It's the art of creating.

It's the taste of time.

After a long period of sealing, all the essence of the wine is concentrated, and it is in a dead state.

Only by activating it by special means can the wine come alive and bring out all its aromas and flavors.

This is the process of decanting!

Stirring gently again and again, the wine seems to have completely awakened, the aroma escapes, thick as clouds and mist, enveloping people, and all the sense of smell is surrounded, as if in a fairyland.

Before the wine was drunk, Pu Ye felt drunk.

Compared with the bitterness and sweetness of the tea, the aftertaste is endless, or the strong wine enters the throat, and the aroma is intoxicating, which is more suitable for me!

I'm a layman!

Pu Ye secretly laughed at himself.

……

The wine glass is full, and three glasses of sake have been placed in front of the table, the aroma is restrained, and it is as clear as water, but in the rippling water, there are colorful lights flickering, and the light is strange, bursting out of a kaleidoscope of colors, as complex and dreamy as the human heart.

Pu Ye, Ying Ning, and Xiao Qian each have a cup.

Pu Ye raised the wine glass, and the fantastic smell of wine had entered the nasal cavity, stimulating the taste through the sense of smell, and the tip of the tongue seemed to have an aftertaste of wine.

Ying Ning stretched out her red tongue and licked it, and the next moment her eyes narrowed, and she looked intoxicated like an old drunkard.

Xiao Qian inhaled slightly, and the wine turned into a thin line of water like a pillar and soared away, and a back with a sleeve covering her face was projected on the wall.

Pu Ye exhaled lightly and drank it suddenly.

At first, the tip of the tongue was cool, as if I had drunk a large glass of ice water, and my mouth was refreshing.

Then the next moment, the tip of the tongue was like an atomic bomb explosion, and the raging flames burned in the mouth, sweeping every taste bud, so strong and hot, endless thousands of tastes.

A wisp of wine flowed down the throat like a clear spring, straight into the abdomen, but the blazing heat was like a line of fire, dispelling the chill and warming the whole body.

The drunkenness rushes straight to the mind, making people feel fluttering, like sitting on the clouds.

……

"Where is this?" Pu Ye seemed to have an illusion for a moment, feeling that he was standing in the middle of a blue sky, with clouds in the sky, and the sky was blue and boundless.

He seemed to be standing on a mirror-like surface of water, absolutely horizontal.

Every time he stepped on it, it would make waves, ripples, and reflect the fluctuations in his heart, as well as the images hidden deep in his memory.

The hoarse and ugly mourning music did not stop.

The child walked forward with the mourning cloth and the crowd carrying the coffin in a daze, ignorant, as if he knew something, as if he didn't know anything.

"Let's go!" Until a pair of hands reached over and pulled a small figure out of the mountain.

Halfway through, the child looked back and saw that the old house had become a black spot, and it was almost gone, only the black ashes of the burnt swirled in the wind......

……

In the heavy rain in the afternoon, the children who usually frolicked hid in the house.

A small figure sat in the corridor of the courtyard, clasping his knees in his hands, watching in amazement as the rain dripped from under the eaves, densely forming a line and connecting into a curtain......

……

"Congratulations, you've graduated!" The kind old man flicked the tassel and said with encouragement.

The young man looked back and saw cheers in the auditorium, and one by one the degree caps were thrown into the air.

In the midst of the bustling noise, the young man watched quietly, and unconsciously the last trace of childishness on his face disappeared......

……

Scenes from memory came flooding back, for no reason, but with some of the most unforgettable emotions.

Pu Ye quietly felt the churning of thoughts, and there was no movement for a long time.

It was only when the strength of the wine faded that he woke up.

"Boom......" a low cry was heard.

Pu Ye followed the prestige, only to see Ying Ning's mouth unconsciously let out bursts of muffled screams, the fox ears had a red face, and his eyes narrowed into a curved arc, with a hazy drunkenness.

Xiaoqian's figure on the side also swayed, surging like inner emotions......

It's just a small glass of wine, not much, and the alcohol is not high.

With at least hundreds of years of cultivation by this fox and a ghost, he will not be so delicate.

I wonder what they see in their memories?

In the memory of the fox and the ghost, what are the unforgettable moments?

Are there any traces of ancestors?

Maybe that's what it is......

Wine is not intoxicating, people are drunk......

Thereupon......

A cup of sunrise, a glass of moonlight......

One cup to the hometown, one cup to the distance......

A cup for tomorrow, a glass for the past......

One cup for freedom, one cup for death......

Cup, cup, cup after cup......

……

The intoxicating thing in this world is often not the wine, but the people's hearts want to get drunk!

To know the wine......

It's just wine.

A fox and a ghost were immersed in the aftertaste of fine wine, silent for a long time, and fell into some kind of wonderful thought.

Hey?

What's going on with this emotion?

Cheerful, depressed, nostalgic......

Pu Ye faintly felt an inexplicable atmosphere spreading in the air, with a little sadness, but it seemed to remember many good times worth remembering, warm and nostalgic......

Do they think of the memories of their ancestors?

What kind of person would he be?

Pu Ye thought slowly.

……

After a long time, Ying Ning came back to her senses, thinking of the scream she couldn't help but scream before, her face turned red, and she hurriedly said as if to cover it up: "Ahem! This wine is good, although there is still a gap between it and the conscience tea of Liuxian, but it is not bad! What's the name? Why don't you just call it a bar? ”

I changed a word... Too... Too... It's too perfunctory, isn't it!!

The corners of Pu Ye's mouth twitched, but his heart moved.

This spirit wine is my own creation, and it should have an official name!

Pu Ye held the wine glass in his hand, shook it slightly, and the wine in the cup rippled again, sparkling, like a broken mirror, reflecting his different faces, each with its own expression......

He stared silently, his eyes drifting away.

Pu Ye's heart moved, and he inexplicably thought of the picture he saw while drinking just now, and couldn't help blurting out, "It's better to call it a mirror bar!" ”

"Why the name?" Ying Ning was puzzled at first, and then seemed to think of something, her eyes lit up, and she praised Pu Ye impressively, "Wine is like a mirror flower, reflecting people's hearts like water and moon?" That's a fitting name! Didn't you expect this kid to have two hits? ”

Xiao Qian also nodded slightly, expressing agreement.

“？？？” Pu Ye opened his mouth, and was about to say "Although the mirror wine is good, don't be greedy" to his throat, and finally swallowed it hard.

You are literate, you are right!

……

At this time, Ying Ning's two little paws were suddenly raised high.

"Huh?" Pu Ye was wondering.

"Whoa!" Ying Ning's eyes gestured towards the empty wine glass with a slight charm.

I don't say it, but you know......

The other wine glass was silent, and it also floated in front of Pu Ye.

Xiao Qian's shadow approached silently.

Me too......

"......" Pu Ye felt a little regret in his heart for a moment.

I don't know why, but it feels bad!

Pu Ye breathed a sigh of relief and began to mix again.

Hey, let's just practice it......

Visualize, stir, blend...... Coherent.

I have to say that Pu Ye feels that bartending is really suitable for him, and he succeeds at the first time, and it is not difficult after that.

Soon two more glasses of wine were ready.

As soon as Pu Ye filled them up, Ying Ning's eyes flashed in an instant, obviously a fox, but like a fierce tiger pounced on the wine glass, he fell down in one gulp, and his pride was dry.

As for Xiao Qian's cup, Pu Ye hadn't fallen yet, and the water column that flowed down eerily swept an arc in mid-air, rising up against physics.

Xiao Qian leaned sideways, covered her face with her sleeves, and drank it in one gulp.

The bad feeling in Pu Ye's heart became stronger and stronger.

I'm not going to have two drunkards, am I......

"Uh-huh! This mirror wine is not bad, another glass. ”

"Not bad! Not bad! I'm optimistic about you! ”

"Boom! It's not enough......"

……

Ying Ning's belly seems to be flat, but it is like a bottomless pit, and no matter how much wine falls into it, it is bottomless.

Before she knew it, she was already drunk, her sleepy eyes were hazy, her eyes were peachy, and her seductive charm flashed from time to time.

Feed!

What the hell is your old drunkard voice?

Obviously it's just a fox, but is there the soul of a drunkard uncle living in it?

Pu Ye's heart is so tired.

Why should you choose bartending?

At this moment, he deeply regretted it, and felt that he had done a great mistake.

Xiao Qian's drinking posture is extremely elegant, with a ladylike and quiet temperament, but the speed is not slow at all, and soon more than ten glasses are drunk, and her body is shaking, and she looks more and more slender and weak.

It's just that what makes Pu Ye strange is that even in this drunken state, Xiaoqian always has her back and doesn't show any face.

What the hell is going on?

Is the face unseen, or can't be seen?

Puye prefers the second type.

He knew too little about the secret of the ghost fox and didn't rush to ask.

If they want to tell themselves, they will naturally say it, so why bother?

Cup, cup, glass......

Wine lives up to its name!

As soon as each glass of wine enters the throat, the soul is drunk, like a mirror reflecting the deep thoughts in the heart......

The fox was out of control, the shadow was swaying, the candlelight was flickering, and for a time there was a strange scene full of phantoms in the study room, which was simply terrifying to death.

Urged by a ghost and a fox, Pu Ye kept bartending bitterly, almost stunned by the smell of wine, and understood a little more deeply in his heart.

Although the mirror wine is good, you really can't be greedy!

……

One person tunes, one ghost and one fox drinks......

Whether you want to or not, you have a tacit understanding.

Chirp......

In a daze, the crisp chirping of birds sounded outside the window, and a little light came through the cracks in the doors and windows.

Pu Ye walked over and opened the window in surprise, only to see that the sky was already bright.

A thick white mist rose from the mountains, shrouding everything in a hazy and hazy way, making it impossible to see it really.

Through the fog, a vague ball of light appeared in the sky, the sun shone brightly, and the earth revived.

"It's dawn! I haven't had enough yet! Ying Ning's drunken eyes were hazy, and she was squinted by the sun, and she was very dissatisfied.

Xiao Qian's figure recondensed, silently drifted to the shadows, and shook her head slightly.

"Sister Xiaoqian, I know!" Ying Ning said reluctantly, the three tails flicked slightly, but the slight movement set off a hurricane, directly blowing Pu Ye's whole person out of the study.

The sky swirled, and when he stood firm, Pu Ye found that he had fallen into the backyard, and the wooden building in front of him shrank rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and turned into a puff of smoke with a pop, and a book fell into his hand, which was the manuscript of Liaozhai he had seen before.

When I opened it, it was still the original text!

It's just that it's no longer the way it used to be a record of fasting, but it's become a familiar short story again.

There are still only two articles, "Ying Ning" and "Nie Xiaoqian"!

Is a book a house, and a house also a book?

Pu Ye's hand couldn't help but clench the manuscript in his hand, and his first thought was......

I don't have to buy a house anymore!

……

"Let's go!" A red fox jumped out of nowhere, stood lightly on Pu Ye's shoulder, drunk and smoky, and his body was staggering.

In the shadows not far away, Xiao Qian's back loomed, and she nodded in advance.

"Where are you going?" Pu Ye was puzzled.

"Where do you say you're going? Liao Zhai has been born, of course, to see the world where the aura has recovered after 500 years! Ying Ning waved her fox paws and said proudly.

"Obviously it's just a Lori vixen, what kind of hero is pretending to be a hero! Hey......" Pu Ye's hair was scratched by her, and she muttered dissatisfiedly.

"You have been so disrespectful to me! You know, I'm your grandma's grandma's grandma...... Grandma's generation! Show me some respect! Ying Ning used his face-grabbing fox claw hand, and when he caught it, he scratched it for a while.

"What grandma? Shouting old and hey, you old goblin! Otherwise, I'll call you young lady in the future......"

"Since it's my sister! Why is it small? ”

"Because it shows respect for you and shows that you look young enough!"

"Hmph, that's pretty much it!"

……

Pu Ye stared at the scattered hair and the bloody scratches on his face, and said insincerely, with a look of fear.

Drunks really... It's true... It's scary!

Especially the ...... of the fox model

In the mouth of the fox, Pu Ye walked down the rugged mountain road, and the old house gradually fell behind him, gradually turning into an invisible black spot.

The group gradually walked away.

There was a lot of noise all the way, but a shadow was silently behind him.

Unconsciously, the corners of Pu Ye's mouth hooked a slight arc, which was slight and never dissipated.

When I came back, it was alone!

When leaving, it was still ......

Alone!