"Store manager, what are you moving?"

Glenfiddich laughed, "You'll know right away." ”

Carrying the cardboard box in one hand, he walked to a wine table in the corner, placed the cardboard box on it, and when he opened it, there was a bulky box TV, dark gray buttocks, and silver gray borders.

"TV?"

Glenfiddich single-handedly pulled the table and the TV above it to the corner against the wall and plugged it in.

"I was thinking that guests might need some pastime when they were drinking, so I bought this."

Glenfiddich pressed the circular button switch in the lower right corner of the TV, and the screen flashed twice, revealing that an old movie was playing.

"Are there any new customers in the store these days?"

"There are two or three."

The old gray-robed mage who gave Ringer the magic gem, Serya, who was brought by him, was barely counted as the best slime yesterday.

As for the somewhat strange Headless Horseman and his sidekick skeleton maid, Ringer was not counted among the guests.

"That's great, before you came, there were no new customers in the store for a long time."

Glenfiddich's satisfied appearance made Ringer couldn't help but sigh at how bleak the business here used to be, and two or three guests satisfied him.

He told Glenfiddich about a few other things, including the fact that he had set up a bed in the common room, that the Headless Horseman was making trouble, and that he had left Lanya in the shop.

Glenfiddich waved his hand, indicating that it was okay, that his attention was all on the TV.

"Manager, I've made a new sake and want to add it to the wine list."

"Oh? New wine? Glenfiddich finally turned his head to look at Ringer, his eyes showing a hint of interest, "Let me taste it." ”

Ringer turned and walked into the bar, quickly concocted a glass of the tonic that had replenished Lanya's magic last night, and brought it to Glenfiddich.

Glenfiddich watched the process of his concoction, and naturally found that he was using magic to help concoct it, so he asked:

"You already know how to use magic?"

"Well, it's quite convenient to use for mixing, and it can also save electricity bills for juicers and ice machines." Ringer said with some humor.

Glenfiddhi laughed twice and drank the new Ringer wine.

"Good, good!" Glenfiddich slapped the table, "Not only does it taste good, but it also has the effect of replenishing the magic, plus, be sure to add it to the wine list." Is its name decided? ”

"Amethyst."

Adding new products to the wine list is not simply adding a name to the wine list, but also requires the supply of raw materials, and Ringer reminded:

"If you want to add to the wine list, you need to order two new ingredients, slime liquid and evil clothes, which requires a sum of money."

Although there are few customers in the store at the moment, the slime liquid that Seria brought with Evil Clothes and Diluko should be able to supply for a while, but it is safer to prepare enough ingredients early.

Glenfiddich thought for a moment and said:

"It's easy to say that slime liquid is everywhere outside the city, but the evil clothes grass on the market in Castalon is basically artificially cultivated, I see you used the wild evil clothes grass just now, right? Is it okay? ”

Ringer was stunned for a moment, indeed, he hadn't tried it with artificially cultivated evil clothes grass.

The taste of wine is a very delicate thing, and the subtle differences in raw materials will bring great differences in taste, so there are many wines that strictly control the origin and category of materials.

For example, French wines can only be made from grapes grown in the country of origin, and must not be blended with grape juice from other places.

Seeing Ringer's serious expression, Glenfiddhi said with a smile: "You don't have to worry, although it is difficult to find wild evil clothes grass near Castalon, it doesn't mean that there are no other places." ”

Ringer's eyes lit up: "Where does the store manager know?" ”

Glenfiddich pointed to the bar's yellowwood door, "Ask the Doorling, he's been to many places, and he probably knows where there are plenty of wild Evil Clothes." It can teleport you directly through, which may be a bit of a mistake, but not too far. ”

It turned out that the door could still be used in this way, but Ringer immediately thought of another problem.

"How do I get back after I've teleported?"

"Remember the key I gave you? It's actually a spatial beacon that can summon the door of a bar anywhere, and it only needs to consume a little bit of mana, which is more than enough to summon ten times a day at your current mana level. ”

Ringer took the key to the bar's door from the ring, the brass surface was slightly worn and didn't look like a magic prop.

He rubbed his fingers over the key, wishing that if he had known that it had this effect, he would not have had to spend so much time when he came back from Elise's house.

About ten minutes before the opening of business hours, Elise and Nilou entered the bar, and by this time, the manager had already left again.

"Where's the TV?" Elise spotted the TV in the corner of the hall and asked Ringer about it.

"The store manager moved in the morning." Ringer stood at the bar, wiping his glass.

"Oh."

A small spider dangling from the ceiling and perched next to Elise's ear was Marty, Elise's intelligence secretary.

Ringer was wondering why he hadn't gone back to the cave with Elise when he noticed that Elise was looking at him with something wrong, and seemed to be a little disgusted.

"You're really an out-and-out pervert, and you drink what others spit out."

Ringer's expression froze.

"Hey, it's disgusting." Elise walked to the lounge with a disgusted look.

Nilou gave Ringer a strange look, and then followed her into the lounge to change clothes.

Lan Ya, who was dozing off in front of the bar, didn't know when she woke up, stared at Ringer's face, blinked, and her light purple pupils revealed curiosity.

"Ringer, did you really drink?"

"Slimes are different from humans, most of them are pure elemental creatures, and the purity of the one that came to the store was even more amazing. The glass of wine went around in its body, but it was equivalent to one more process, and the flavor became more unique, and I just studied its change in nature in the spirit of research and innovation as a bartender. Ringer said in a tone of absolute calm.

"You really drank it!" Lan Ya covered her small mouth and her eyes were wide open.

"That's not the point, I'm saying that as a bartender, you have to be courageous and innovative...... Uh, why are you looking at me like that? ”

"No, nothing." Lanya quickly lowered her head, hiding her face under the big hat.

“……”

When the wind chimes rang, Lan Ya hurriedly trotted to the door, and the moment the door was pushed open, she shouted welcome.

Coming in was a bald head with a reddish complexion, who ignored Lanya and walked straight to the bar.

"Lieyang, how did you become like this?"

Looking at the Sun Prince standing in front of the bar, Ringer almost didn't recognize him.

His eyes were bloodshot, his sockets were black, and his face was pale, and he looked like a zombie in comparison, and he looked like he hadn't slept for days.

The Sun Prince clenched his fists, smashed it on the bar, gritted his teeth, and said:

"Ringer, tell me, how do I know where the person I'm talking to online lives?"

He came to the store just to ask this? Ringer was a little baffled.

"Why are you asking this?"

"I'm going to take out the people who offended me one by one and beat them until their mother doesn't even recognize them! No, I will have to torture them with the harshest punishment of the Garama Empire, and listen to their screams to appease my anger. ”

Ringer laughed.

"Haha, you've been sprayed on the Internet?"

With the arrogant personality of Prince Lieyang, and a newcomer to the online world, it is not surprising that he will be angry like this.

"Isn't it funny? Tell me how to find them. ”

"I'm sorry, I couldn't hold back. However, on our side, it is illegal to obtain other people's private information through the Internet without authorization, not to mention finding the door to do something, and you will be arrested. ”

The Sun Prince gritted his teeth, unable to swallow the breath.

In the Galama Empire, the word of their royal family is the law, and he is a prince of the empire, and he has never been ridiculed unscrupulously.

"Then assassinate! Do you know of any assassination agency or organization? ”

Ringer smiled wryly and spread his hands: "Sorry, I don't know. ”

"Damn, do you want to let them be arrogant?" The Sun Prince's fist slammed into the bar again.

Ringer turned around and took out a bottle of AK47 vodka from the fridge, poured it into a wine glass, and placed it in front of the Sun Prince.

"With your intelligence, you should already know about the common sense through the Internet, right? Then don't indulge in the world of the Internet all the time, drink this glass, go back to sleep, wake up and go out for a walk, our world is still very exciting, and we are guaranteed not to disappoint you. ”

The wine is pure and clear, originating from the Caucasus Mountains of Russia, like pure snow-capped meltwater.

The Sun Prince picked up the wine glass and drank it down.

The vodka tasted fierce and pungent, and the large glass was poured down, even if it was cold liquor, it was like a fire, burning in his chest, and then this fire rushed straight to the top of his head, as if it was about to burn all his thoughts.

He slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, his anger seemed to be consumed as fuel, his mind lightened a lot, and fatigue began to strike.

"Okay, I'll go back to sleep and forget about those Diao people."

The Sun Prince turned and walked out of the bar in a dashing manner.

Lan Ya stood in front of the bar, her little white hands climbing the edge of the countertop, staring curiously at the wine bottle in Ringer's hand.

What is the magic of this bottle of wine that can make the bald head that looks like a cannibal person when it comes and leave satisfied?

"Want to try it?" Given Lanya's previous performance, Ringer had a bad taste.

"Is that okay?"

Ringer smiled slightly, took an inverted triangle cocktail glass, poured less than half a glass of wine, and placed it on the bar.

The innocent Lanya reached out and picked up the wine glass, her little face was close to the mouth of the glass, and she sniffed twice like a kitten, but she didn't smell any pungent smell.

AK47 has a clear and pure appearance, colorless and odorless, and it is intense and ostentatious, and you can only understand its taste if you taste it yourself.

It wasn't until Lan Ya innocently took a sip that the wine revealed its true power.

The wine she had just drunk spurted out of her mouth, coughing violently, and there seemed to be a flame burning between her mouthpiece, which burned her face red, and the fierce smell of wine that went straight to the root of her nose choked her tears, and her vision was blurred.

Ringer wiped the wine from his face, and suddenly regretted it.

Is it overdone?