On the day of the salary, Jingyang's waist was straighter than the landing bar in the parking lot, and he used his first pot of gold to pack a duck and three meals to take home. At dinner, Zhao Xinping was relieved that his emotions were out of control, and he sighed at the difficulty of many years while eating, and his tears were moved to tears, and he even forgot to put meat several times, and the lotus leaf cake was stuffed into his mouth with air.

And Jingyang still remembered the Haikou he boasted to Wei Haiyao that night, and with a wave of his hand, he bought back a bunch of baking soda, almond flour, cheese and margarine from the Internet, and improved his cooking skills at home whenever he was free.

But dessert is so easy to learn by himself, for him who has only made egg pudding, he encountered macarons and chiston cakes, and the success rate immediately fell below one-sixth. Looking at the piles of failed products in the trash can, Zhao Xinping, who was used to saving, was distressed, suggesting that his son did not have to fight to the end due to his lack of talent, but Jingyang thought that he had great potential, and the difficulty of swallowing was completely due to the poor materials.

However, this view is just his own wishful thinking, and when the complaint phone was called, the online store not only did not apologize, but accused Sang of scolding Huai for satirizing Jingyang's cooking process for not being hygienic enough.

“…… Every day I say that I will solve it, and the goods I ordered at the end of August are now in September...... It's the same with another ten packs, your matcha powder does have a rancid taste...... You have to say it again! What do I mean I should wash my hands clean! ”

Jingyang wanted to quarrel a few more words, but after the other party took advantage of him, he hung up the phone, so he could only sit back in front of the bar and vent his anger on the chair with his ass.

It has been raining heavily all day, and it has not meant to be exhausted. The temperature in the bar has finally dropped to the point where it is worth wearing an outerwear, and the good thing is that there are a lot fewer complaints, and no one complains about the paranoid design of the hall that has abandoned the air conditioning for the sake of retro.

Most of the customers who remained in the store did not bring rain gear, and they ordered the warm milk that they usually don't even look at, but they still didn't drink it, just lazily held it in their palms, praying that the water curtain hole outside the window would stop as soon as possible.

"Got it done? Let's go ahead then. Seeing Jingyang sitting back, Han Liangming in the bar counter took a posture to teach again.

The handsome bartender enjoys a custom-themed outfit, a wide bullet belt slung crossbody, a simple but functional brown-and-yellow jacket underneath, but the revolver at his waist is somewhat out of place with the character, and the excessive pursuit of chic makes him look more like a cowboy than a pirate.

Jingyang nodded, picked up the snow pot and made multiple choice questions in a pile of bottles and cans.

"Just arrived...... Vodka is added, an ounce right? ”

"Less."

Han Liangming's judgment was an understatement, but the person being instructed was restless, closed his eyes and sighed, and then slowly poured a little more into the wine measuring vessel.

"Gin should be an ounce, I can't remember that mistakenly."

"Well, go ahead."

"Next is orange wine...... "Jingyang grabbed a bottle of hot paint and poured it into it.

"It's over, don't pour so much! You can't impose your preferences on customers. ”

"I know, I know, my hands are shaking...... Well, it's finally done! ”

Jingyang was relieved and couldn't wait to buckle the lid of the pot, but before he could shake it, the Xueke pot was pressed back to the table by a big hand.

"What's wrong again?" He looked at the owner of the hand in bewilderment, and pressed the urge to bite it open.

"Everything is full?"

"It's all right, it's all right, I didn't forget the lemon juice this time!" Jingyang's patience had fallen below the level, and he directly pushed the annoying big hand away, shaking the body of the pot frantically.

Han Liangming pursed his lips and watched him vent for a while before adding a sentence rather helplessly.

"Enough else, but the syrup didn't put it."

The apprentice's hand paused in the air, glancing at the slimy brown jar, howling loudly after a brief moment of memory, and slamming the shaker back onto the table.

"Damn! Don't learn! This Long Island iced tea is too hard. ”

"That's simpler, we don't have a bar either...... Han Liangming's tiredness was fully revealed, if he hadn't relied on his hands to support him, he might have knocked his head on the solid wood bar.

"Take a break, I'm tired." Jingyang played like a child who had lost his toy, and his thoughts drifted to other places, "By the way, how did that bottle of wine sell?" He pointed to Wei Haiyao's favorite.

"That single malt whisky, you say?"

"Alone what? I don't understand," Jingyang pointed to his ear, signaling that the small hole does not welcome professional words to the door, "You say the price." ”

"Probably you...... Four months' salary. Han Liangming originally stretched out five fingers, but as if he was afraid of hurting the big boy's self-esteem, he put his thumb back again.

"Why is it so expensive!!"

"I won't let you buy it, what are you excited about? This is a limited edition of the new section. He took the wine off the shelf, as if he were taking care of a child, and could not help but wipe the bottle, his fingers not daring to push too hard, as if he was holding not the glass but the thin skin of the baby's body.

A surging irritability surged into Jingyang's heart, he didn't expect that his previous magnanimity would be reduced to a cowhide that flew into the sky so quickly.

"It's too late, I'm going home." He grabbed his coat from the chair.

"Jingyang, when I went on wedding leave, someone had to do the bartending work, this is an opportunity, not everyone can learn the skills in the bar." Han Liangming leaned forward vigorously, so anxious that he almost rolled over.

"But we both know very well," but Jingyang had already put on his coat, "I made too many mistakes in the scattered platform, so I was transferred to give it a try." ”

"With dim sum, just take out half of your spirit of hiding in the warehouse and chasing dramas." In order to prevent the loss of the big disciples who closed the door, Han Liangming didn't even choose to say anything, even if it was a gray little secret that shouldn't be put on the table.

"No matter how hard you work, you can't memorize so much." Jingyang said as he walked to the door, the heavy rain that made others daunting was exactly what he needed at this time.

"But you've only remembered three......"

The door of the bar was opened, and Han Liangming's helpless voice was instantly washed away by the rain.

That night, Jingyang was tormented by the alcohol he couldn't afford and had nightmares.

In a trance, he ran through a rainforest, the festering roots of the trees weaving into brown-green cobwebs, the unknown bones in every rancid puddle, and in the shadows behind him, a white-toothed dragon was in ill-intentioned pursuit.

In another trance, he was thrown to the ground, and seeing the giant tooth coming towards him, he was so frightened that he immediately protected his neck.

But after a while, he didn't wait for the terrifying tooth edge, and when he opened his eyes, he realized that where was the dragon? It's just an endless bill, tightly wrapped around you, with a type of wine written on it, and the unit price is beyond the range that can be talked about in math class.

After waking up, Jingyang didn't come to his senses all day, he was like a marionette when he went to work, and his soul was misplaced and his body was extremely dull.

"Are you feeling unwell?" Cat's eye saw that he was out of his mind.

“…… It's okay...... I was just wondering how this could get stickier the more I rubbed it. Jingyang was constantly wiping the kitchen door frame with a rag, although the more he wiped it, the more light it was.

"Because you just waxed at noon." Cat's eyes stared at their newest employees with concern, as if they were looking at a fool.

"Uh...... I forgot. Jingyang stopped his clumsy performance and rubbed his swollen eyes with his hands.

"Can you keep working?"

"Yes."

"Then I'll go out and help keep the table in the middle, and I'll invite someone to dinner in the evening."

Jingyang nodded silently, as soon as Maoyan went out, he turned around and went to the warehouse to get a 'booked' sign and put it on the long table in the middle.

But before he could walk away from the table, he was grabbed by the shoulder.

"Why are you here?" He looked back and saw a familiar face with a big grin.

"Today's salary, my colleague has a dinner." Albon gestured to a man and a woman behind him, and pulled out a wooden chair.

"Not here."

Jingyang stuffed the chairs back and arranged for them to sit down at another idle table.

"Four portions of spicy fried chicken fillet," after all, he didn't pay for it himself, Albon was like a stupid son of a landlord's family, "two plates of pasta, three cups of fruit punch, six skewers of pickled fish rings, one ...... No, two onion wedges, I'll order yours too. ”

"No, I'm still at work." Jingyang politely refused, mainly because he was really not in the mood today, he just wanted to find a corner to make up for sleep, and it was best to wake up to find a long list of 9s on the account.

But it was just a matter of ordering, and when he had written it all down and turned back to the kitchen, he saw that the long table in the middle had already been seated. The thick and bloated back of the man at the table always felt familiar, but Jingyang felt that he didn't have such an illiterate friend with a fat head and big ears who couldn't read the billboards.

"There's someone at this table."

He walked over impatiently, choked his nose and reminded, but as soon as the other party turned his head, Jingyang was directly stunned in place.

In front of him was the ice cream shop owner, who had bullied young Louie in Ouroboros Park.

The fate is fair and a little naughty, but it is not enough to meet, it is necessary to add the identity exchange of buyers and sellers, and prepare all the conditions for-for-tat.

"Nonsense, am I not human?" From this murderous response, Jingyang understood that the other party also recognized him.

"You change places, it's already booked." Jing Yang tried his best to suppress his anger, of course he knew that whoever was doing business couldn't be angry in advance.

"No, the person who invited me to dinner said he would let me sit here." The other party had to inch in, and he also put his feet on the edge of the table.

"You know Cat's Eye?"

"Who? Haven't heard of it. ”

"Then you have to get out of the way." ruled out the possibility of making an oolong, and Jingyang also regained his toughness.

"Interesting! It's the guests who don't come, but the ones who sit down aren't? ”

The growing decibel size of the two attracted the attention of the whole room, Albon stood up and looked this way, the staff of the bar rushed over from all directions to play the round, and after a burst of apologies, everyone pushed Jingyang into the corridor.

"What the hell are you doing? You've been out of tune since the morning. Cupid shook Jingyang's shoulders violently, intending to wake his lost soul from its slumber.

Although the big brother has a fierce sailor knife pinned to his waist, a realistic scar on the side of his face, and likes to cover his healthy left eye with a black blindfold, he is the warmest person in the entire bar.

He often doesn't rush to leave after work, but reads a copy of "Exploration of Extraterrestrial Civilizations" in the locker room, where the smell is indescribable, but he is very fascinated, if someone picks up him, he is willing to popularize the composition of Moon Rock and the three Martian bases he designed.

Although those bases are just the imagination of science fiction enthusiasts, naïve and mostly unrealistic, they always give priority to braised chicken, movie theaters and bubble baths, which sound fragrant and warm, which is why Jingyang likes to chat with him.

"Don't blame me, that bastard isn't a good thing." But today, don't say it's Cupid, even Cupid has this attitude when he comes to Jingyang.

"I'll place an order, you just stay honest." Some guests in Santai expressed their anxiety by tapping on the empty cup, and Cupy Wei could only explain simply, and then snatched the menu from Jingyang's hand and ran back quickly.

Jing Yang leaned against the rag-smelling wall and adjusted his messy thoughts, he plunged headlong into the orchard of love, plucked the sweetest part of it, brewed it into a bowl of honey and licked it clean, this honey ticked in his chest like a girl, the girl whispered, reassuring him that it was okay if he couldn't afford the drink.

After encouraging himself, he took a few deep breaths and returned to the hall, where he saw Han Liangming beckoning at first sight.

"Here, the man ordered it," the bartender said, glancing at the owner of the ice cream parlor who was sitting alone at the table, "and bring it over quickly, lest there be another quarrel later." ”

There was still flocculent pulp floating in the cup, and the ice cubes to relieve the heat gently peeked out in the orange juice, but the more tempting it was, the stronger Jingyang's resistance became.

He deliberately made a big detour and placed the drink on his friend's table in front of the man.

"Oh! It's fast enough today, but how can there be only one drink...... Goo. Albon looked at his colleagues and apologized slightly, but finally put a thief smile to his lips.

"Drink first, ...... the rest"

Before he finished speaking, someone grabbed Jingyang's clothes, and the force of the attack behind him was so strong that it almost dragged him down.

"You're sick!" Jing Yang waved away the big hand that was tugging at his collar, and when he turned around, he saw the big face of the ice cream shop owner.

"You're sick! I ordered it! The man pointed to the bar, and although he looked rough-framed, he wasn't stupid in his attention to detail.

"The seats are all sitting around, and now you want the order?" Since the other party made the first move, Jingyang is now determined to fight to the end.

"You've messed with me twice, uncultured thing!"

"Upbringing is about people, what does it have to do with you?"

"Your boss must be very curious, why the Drift Party takes his salary and smashes his business!"

"Yes, he's curious now, which ancestral cheatbook did you rely on to become so ugly?"

“……”

The two of them were firing at full power, and the people around them were tired enough.

Han Liangming rushed out to apologize again, and it took all his strength to carry the man back to the chair, and in order to show his sincerity, he poured three glasses of vodka for free to make amends.

Cupy Wei dragged Jingyang to the bar, and he used the most direct method - covering his mouth with his hand, which allowed Jingyang to swallow the 62 dirty words back into his stomach.

And Albon also came over, but instead of persuading him, he did something to add fuel to the fire. His mouth was full of words like "my son is ugly like this, I am upset for your mother", and if it weren't for the noise in the hall that he couldn't hear clearly, the owner of the ice cream parlor would have rushed up to him first and slapped him twice.

No one likes to quarrel, and no one doesn't love others to quarrel. The customers around have suspended their meals, and this group of gossipy people have taken out their wisdom plates, and the live broadcast is not enough to watch, so they have to record it and share it at home to feel that it is worth the trip.

Distance may not produce beauty, but it must bring calmness. After being pulled away, the two finally stopped scolding each other because of the long distance, but they still stared at each other fiercely, and continued to beat each other's cheeks in the battlefield in their minds.

At this time, the door suddenly opened, and five or six people walked in, and seeing this strange battle, the red-necked woman in the middle couldn't help but take the lead in asking questions.

"Hammer, what's going on?"

As soon as he saw his own person coming, the fat boss immediately had confidence, pushed Han Liangming away and slowly stood up, shook his head while laughing like a winner, and swallowed a big sip of the wine in the cup, his expression was disgusting and cold.

Suddenly, he took a big step forward and spat at the bar.

Jingyang hurriedly dodged and knocked down Cupy Vi behind him, and the two of them fell to the floor together, barely avoiding the disgusting drink mixed with saliva.

"Isn't the Silver Gate area pretty, little bug? But don't get carried away by pretty words, I'm telling you, you're not welcome here! Go back to your hometown with a rotten problem, you drifters drown a few more, and I don't have to be reduced to the park to do a small business! You disgusting little jugge! ”

"Let's go, let's not eat here." He kicked over the innocent chair and prepared to leave as everyone watched.

Jingyang got up from the ground and fumbled for the murder weapon on the bar, and now he didn't want to fight back, he just wanted to do it. He was going to smash the bottle on the beast's head with his own hands, and watch his blood mix with the glass shards.

"Bang!"

Sure enough, before Hammer could reach the door, there was a muffled sound, followed by the sound of shattering.

"Ahh

Defenseless, he was hit hard, and now fell to his knees, clutching his smashed back and screaming in pain.

But Jing Yang was stunned, because he was sure that he hadn't found the secret weapon he had yet to take advantage of. And under the guidance of the audience's gaze, he also found the unsung hero who took the lead.

Albon was stared at by dozens of pairs of eyes unusually nervously, gasped for a few seconds, and then shouted.

"Beat him to death!"

Jing Yang rushed forward without even thinking about it, what he needed at this time was not a victory, but an outright vent.

If the hall was a steam engine, it had now burst after a brief pause.

Han Liangming turned into a goalkeeper covered in sweat, pushed all the dangerous elements out, and even moved a table to block the entrance to the bar, trying his best to protect the famous wine, so as not to have to work here for the rest of his life to pay off the debt.

Cupy Vivi originally rushed up to pull the fight, but the people on both sides were all red-eyed, and everyone who dragged him beat him, and finally forced him to give up the idea of protecting others and instead protect the bar - as long as someone dared to smash the table and chair, he would be punched hard as soon as he reached out.

Albon was kicked to the ground, and it was the owner of the ice cream parlor who kicked him, but before he could make up for the second kick, the fat boss was punched in the stomach, and it was a regular customer in the store who reached out, but this gentleman was as thin as a cloak, even if he had a sense of justice, he was still dragged up and thrown on the cook, and throughout the audience, the chef who was screamed out was the most innocent person, he just stood in place with a surprised face, and was hit on the leg by a red-necked woman with a paddle board, However, before he fell, he still resisted, but his head was too poor, and the colander he threw out flew over the half court and hit Jingyang's face, and the consequences of Jingyang being knocked down were very serious, but it was not himself, but the boy who cooperated with him in doubles, because of the sudden loss of his partner, Albon's colleague was pressed to the ground and beat and shouted for help.

The onlookers at the door were also out of control, holding up the wisdom disk one by one to take pictures, and at first glance they thought that the store was hosting a certain fighting league.

Tonight, Port Royal Pirate Bar is the most veritable night.