Chapter 151: Zero Point Bar (Reward the helmsman for losing money)
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What he saw and heard under the monument lingered in Hou Jie's mind, as long as he closed his eyes, he immediately appeared, lingering, until he passed through the gloomy street and followed the road sign into the high-rise Qunyun Street, and a trace of restlessness made Hou Jie completely walk out of the scene just now.
2 Qunying Street, Zero Point Bar.
Hou Jie thought it would be a place full of screams and smoke, where you should be able to hear the beat of drums and howls, and you should be able to see the crowd and bottles writhing wildly.
But when I walked in, I found that there was no eardrum-trembling music in the bar, the singing was graceful and slight, ringing everywhere and overhead, with dim lighting, and the colorful cocktails carefully prepared by the bartender, which made Hou Jie a little drunk as soon as he walked in the door.
Maybe it was because he saw Hou Jie's face for the first time, and several eyes shot out of the shadows and stuck to him after he pushed the door in.
Hou Jie didn't care about this, walked straight to the bar, and nodded to the bartender to say hello. A woman behind the bar wearing a men's shirt and vest with light makeup touched the bow on her neckline and asked softly, "What to drink?" ā
This service attitude is far from the staff of the Far Rescue Association that I met before, but Hou Jie doesn't care too much, after all, this is not a peaceful era before the disaster, I heard Zhang Deng say that the high-grade bar on Jiangxin Island can really be regarded as a bar, and this is the only one. In the absence of any competitors and a tough backstage, it is not surprising that the zero point bar restaurant is a big bully, and it is normal for the service attitude to be poor.
"Bring me a drink...... Hou Jie then remembered that he had basically never been to a bar before, and he didn't know what to order. However, Hou Jie didn't hesitate, his thoughts changed, and he continued: "Have the strongest wine." ā
"A cup of 'Battle Song of the Far River'." The bartender said to the bartender, her attitude was so casual that she didn't look like a bartender at all, and after saying that, she rushed out and spread her palm in front of Hou Jie, with a number plate with Arabic numerals written on it.
"Find a place to sit by yourself, adjust it for a while, the number plate will vibrate, and you can come and get it yourself."
Is this really a bar? Be all abroad. Hou Jie was a little speechless, and when he reached out to get the number plate, the bartender retracted his hand again.
"Two dollars, pay first."
Two pieces? Hou Jie was stunned, what are the two pieces? It can't be two yuan, right? He was penniless, and he didn't even know what the currency on Jiangxin Island was.
Coughing, Hou Jie was a little embarrassed, took out the twenty-denomination food stamps that he had put away in his trouser pocket in the morning, and asked tentatively: "This, okay?" ā
"Get out." The bartender rolled her eyes and raised her hand to the door.
The small round tables and private seats next to him sounded laughter and ridicule that were not good-natured, which made Hou Jie feel slightly annoyed.
A man who stared at him from the moment Hou Jie entered the door waved his hand to signal his companion to shut up, and several other people were also very sensible and immediately put away their laughter, and wandered around a lot, everyone knew that they could not easily judge a stranger, maybe this person was powerful, and he turned around and slapped his face. If it weren't for the fact that no one could make trouble at the Zero Point Bar, there would have been no danger, and they wouldn't have restrained their ridicule just now.
"Little brother, although there are some places on Jiangxin Island that are not forbidden areas, you still have to have the ability and money to go." The man stood up and walked over to the bar, gently placing down two glowing round coins. This coin is not even as large as the previous dime coin, but its value is many times higher than the latter, because it is pure silver.
"It's just right, I got a good harvest this time, little brother, I'll invite you to this glass of wine, come and have a drink with us." The man's gaze at Hou Jie did not stay on his face, but on his shoulders, arms, fingers and other details, trying to judge his strength.
No matter how good the harvest is, there is no reason to buy wine for a stranger, let alone the most expensive glass of wine at Zero? The man would do this because his corpse hunter team had just lost a trusted teammate the day before yesterday. Everyone knows the principle of wooden barrels, it is not its long board that determines how much water a wooden barrel can hold, but its short board. A well-equipped combat team with a clear division of labor will greatly reduce the combat effectiveness of any one person, so it is very urgent for men to absorb new members.
And Hou Jie is obviously a good candidate. The layman looks at the bustle, and the insider looks at the doorway. After fighting with the zombie mutant raised by the son of a bitch for more than three months, the man could see at a glance that Hou Jie was a powerful player.
"Thank you." Hou Jie was not pretentious, followed the man back to the small table he was sitting at, and asked curiously, "The two pieces she said just now mean two coins?" Is it made of silver? Why is silver used as currency? ā
"My name is Cheng Xu, Cheng with a great future, Xu who is the rising sun, what about you, little brother?" Cheng Xu did not answer the rhetorical question.
"Hou Jie."
"Brother Hou just came to the Star of Hope, right?" After learning Hou Jie's name, Cheng Xu began to explain, "In the Star of Hope, there are two kinds of common currency, one is food stamps, which is the official currency, and the food stamps used by the Far Rescue Association to pay wages to the people below are food stamps. ā
"Silver coins are another currency, you know, some of the Awakened, the powerful team, or the people on the other side of the New Yuanjiang, they may not always stay in the Star of Hope, and if you do business with them, they generally don't accept food stamps." Cheng Xu took out another silver coin, this time the area of this silver coin was two times larger, and the thickness and quality were obviously a lot more, and said, "They like this kind of silver coin, because it can not only be used in the Star of Hope, but also hard currency outside." The bill was paid in a small denomination, one is one piece, and this is a large denomination, ten dollars each. ā
"With silver, because it's a precious metal? So why not use gold? ā
At this time, Cheng Xu's eyes became a little strange when he looked at Hou Jie, and he asked, "You don't know that the rune bracelet is made of silver?" ā
Rune bracelets? So what? Why is everything in this ghost place different from what I think, and how many things do I not know? Hou Jie didn't like the feeling now, and closed his lips tightly and didn't speak, acquiescing to his ignorance of rune bracelets and other things.
"Buzz, buzz"
The number plate just vibrated and slightly relieved the awkward atmosphere, Hou Jie grabbed the number plate and walked to the bar, where there was a glass wine glass.
The wine in the glass is bright red, and a few ice cubes are sandwiched by a wooden skewer, and a red flag is erected on the wooden skewer, which is placed on the wine glass.
The bartender struck a match before handing out the glass, and put the dancing flame into the rim. The flame did not extinguish as quickly as expected, but ignited the wine in the cup.
"Battle Song of the Far River, Song of Ice and Fire, please."
Looking at the bartender's hand, the red flag on the glass is fluttering, the wine in the glass is rippling, and the ice cubes and flames are dancing together in the wine, which is breathtaking.
Hou Jie was about to ask something, when the soothing singing voice suddenly turned into deafening heavy metal music.
A rough, wild male voice roared.
"Welcome to Zero, we are on the verge of victory, at the zero before dawn!"