It is not surprising that with the name of ghost wine, he jumped into the ranks of the super-rich, for these tavern waitresses who were paid a gold coin or two a day.

A million gold coins is an unimaginable and immeasurable wealth, even if a little bit slips through the cracks of their fingers, it is enough for them to enjoy it for a lifetime.

It is too normal to exchange your young and beautiful body for the ladder to the sky.

And Gavin's appearance is also outstanding, plus special special abilities.

In the past, I didn't have much feeling for those special women, but now I suddenly returned to the mundane, and against these women at the bottom of society, the lethality was fully displayed, and the typical male BUFF was stacked - young and rich, successful in career, good conversation, full of charm, and natural favor.

Gavin, who is the person concerned, is looking at the nose and nose, staring intently at the hands of another man in the field, not because he has any special habits, but because he is attracted by the other party's exquisite bartending skills.

After Creven got the ghost wine, he didn't start debugging it immediately, but calmed down, closed his eyes and fell into deep thought.

This is certainly not a posturing, but a harmony with the ghost wine, perceiving its properties, as evidenced by the increasingly gloomy smell of Crevin.

When this smell is integrated with the ghost wine, his whole person looks gloomy, and a black mist is wrapped around his body, looming, and at this time, the whole person moves, and a set of bartending equipment seems to come to life, automatically jumping into his hands.

His mixology equipment is peculiar, mainly a huge shaker, and the rest is all glasses of various sizes.

Without the help of any tools, the cork of the ghost wine jumped away with a bang, and the other party used his own strength to squeeze out the cork, and the entire bottle of ghost wine was poured into the shaker by him.

As the shaker began to shake, all kinds of auxiliary liquor and materials were added to the shaker one after another.

There is no wine measuring device, and every time it is extremely accurate, not much, not much, even if it is freshly squeezed juice.

The whole process lasted more than three minutes, flowing smoothly and pleasing to the eye, even Gavin, who had never been interested in this, couldn't take his eyes off it, lest he miss a detail, anything to the extreme, is an art, and this old gentleman's bartending skills are no exception.

What the taste is, regardless of it, with this set of actions, he can rank in the top three of the Radiant City, so he is not blowing.

A shaker made a total of fourteen glasses of wine, and it was a different glass.

Not only are the glasses used, but the color of the liquor inside also varies, from clear as water to cloudy as soup.

The two glasses that are pushed in front of Gavin and Luna are completely polarized.

The cup in front of him, clear at first glance, then turbid, staring carefully, but bottomless, is this a secret of his own personality?

The cup in front of Luna, which was not clear at first glance, was actually innocent, and the half-moon foal did not drink it, but turned his head to look at himself, and the meaning of the inquiry was obvious.

This is a strange place, is it appropriate to drink a glass of this concoction that I don't know how much I have added?

Gavin didn't answer her directly, but took a sip of the wine.

Seeing Gavin's reaction, Luna no longer hesitated, picked up the ghost wine in front of her, and began to learn from them to sip it little by little, she had drunk ghost wine, but in the state of the half-moon foal, after becoming an adult, she never had a chance to try it.

According to what she knew about Gavin, he dared to do so, either because he knew the group in front of him very well and believed in their conduct, or he had made other preparations, with other powerful beings following their ass to keep them safe, such as the dog demon who often lurked in the dark.

Luna believed that the latter was more likely than the former, and soon Half Moon Pony was completely absorbed in the unique taste and sensation of the wine in front of her.

Gavin is also carefully tasting the difference of the blended ghost wine, which at first glance has the coolness that belongs to the ghost wine.

In the previous process of mixing, Crevin did not use any ice cubes or the like, not even any cooling ingredients, but added more neutral, warm substances, which completely neutralized the deep cold that will explode in the stomach of ghost wine, but did not weaken the effect of relieving the heat.

The first taste of bitterness, then taste sweetness, and a little bitter aftertaste, but in the end it turns into a mouth, a mouth, a stomach, just like my own life, four times around and around, and finally accumulated a mouth full of sweetness.

Wine is a metaphor for people.

This old gentleman definitely uses wine as a metaphor for people, and then uses wine to arouse the parties to reflect on their own lives.

It doesn't matter if the wine is good or bad, people are already drunk in it.

Just look at the reactions of the female mages and waitresses next to you.

Some are holding wine glasses, hehehe, silly music there.

Some of them were full of sadness.

Some sobbed softly.

Some couldn't help but cry out loud.

None of the responses are the same.

Gavin was the one who reacted the lightest, at most his expression changed a few times, and he regained his naturalness, showing strong self-control.

Creven couldn't help but give Gavin a thumbs up, this kind of self-control ability, he hadn't seen it, but it was the first time he had seen it in such a young man.

With a long breath, Gavin said from the bottom of his heart: "The old gentleman's level of bartending has completely exceeded my cognition, this is no longer a simple drink, but an art, a kind of magic, the use of the negative energy contained in the ghost wine to the extreme." ”

Negative energy and human emotions are very easy to resonate and combine, resulting in the birth of various undead creatures, especially spirits.

And Creven uses this as a catalyst to use ghost wine as a catalyst to arouse the emotions of the person concerned, make them extreme, and then release them catharsis.

Whether it is sad or happy, once it is vented, the whole person will inevitably be a lot easier.

"It's not that I'm good at mixology, it's that the ghost wine itself is unique enough, and without it, no matter how high my bartending level is, I wouldn't be able to conjure this cocktail out of thin air." Crevin said humbly, "It's the first time in my life that I've made this kind of wine, since I use Mr.'s wine, please ask Mr. to help me come up with a name!" ”

"Contemplation!" Gavin replied without thinking.

"Contemplative cocktails! With the wine of the heart, this name is good, and it will be called this name in the future, and it will become the new signature of our Antler Pot Tavern. Crevin instantly understood the true meaning of Gavin's name, and finally couldn't help but change his words, "But there is a small premise, that is, you can buy the ghost wine produced in your estate, otherwise this sign is also empty talk, this kind of wine of yours is really too sought-after, the entire Shining City is said to be no more than a hundred, I pulled down the old face, to beg my old friend, but only to see and touch, there is no chance to start." ”

Throughout, the tavernkeeper didn't question Gavin's origins, not because he had seen him, but because he knew how difficult it was to get hold of ghost wine.

Even if the other party is a liar who can swagger with a bottle of ghost wine, he is not an ordinary person.

Therefore, before you are sure that the other party is fake, you have to take it seriously, this is the instinct of an old adventurer.

"It's easy." Gavin took out a twenty-kilogram barrel of ghost wine from his Howard convenience bag, put it on the bar and said, "This is my own ghost wine, I will give it to the old gentleman as a bartender, thank you for letting me taste such a different ghost wine, if there are a few more bartenders like you, my ghost wine will sell better." ”

Crevin couldn't help but perceive the ghost wine in front of him, which was the same as the previous bottle, nothing more than the difference between the container and the container.

Now it is almost certain that the young man in front of him is not an imposter with ulterior motives, but the owner of the Vizeme estate, because at the ghost wine auction, all the ghost wine auctioned is bottles of ghost wine, barreled, and there is no circulation in the market.

"Then you're welcome." Creven wasn't the kind of person who twisted and pinched, and laughed, "I'll take this barrel of wine, and if you want to drink a contemplative cocktail in the future, just look for me, provided that the ghost wine comes with you." ”

Creven is still full of confidence in his bartending skills.

What Ollila said earlier was a bit conservative, he was not the top three bartenders in the Shining City, but deservedly the first, and there were few people in the entire Northland who could match him in this regard.

If you want to ask him to make a bartending, you must make an appointment in advance, and it depends on the mood.

With this skill alone, he can make money every day, but it is a pity that this former warrior and former thief has reached the age of treating money as dung, compared to those nobles with hypocritical and ugly faces, he prefers the simple pastoral life of Anfil, and by the way, he trains a few disciples to come out, and he may be able to add a touch of ink to Faerun's adventurous life in the future.

Gavin tapped on the bar and muttered for a few seconds before saying, "Sir, I want to talk to you about a deal." ”

"Oh? What is the deal? Creven's curiosity was aroused.

"I still have a portion of the Ghost Wine Cellar on my estate, and I can give you a hundred of them at the auction price we had at the Vale, and I promise to sell you a hundred of them every year thereafter." Gavin was a big deal as soon as he got started.

The auction price of ghost wine in the valley is one hundred and eighty sticks, and it has been fried to three hundred and twenty sticks in the Shining City, and the price is still unmarketable, and the difference in price alone is as high as 14,000 gold coins, which is equivalent to what Gavin gave to Crevin Bai.

And this is a long-term business, in the future, Crevin will not have to do anything else, simply resell the shadow wine, and make tens of thousands of gold coins every year.

With the uniqueness of the contemplative cocktail, there will be a large number of thrill-seeking Shining City aristocrats in the future, who will go to the Antler Pot Tavern to taste the wine, and it is not difficult to directly create ten times the value, because the cocktail, to a certain extent, sells technology, and when it comes to pricing, the water is the largest, and it all depends on a mouth.

As long as you dare to ask for it, 10,000 cups is not surprising, provided that someone pays for it.

Crevin is a veteran adventurer who has seen the world, but he is not so easily confused by money, and he smiled and asked, "What do you want?" ”

There is no free lunch in the world, and once there is, there must be interests that you don't know.

Gavin didn't hide it either, and said directly: "I want your authorization to teach others this kind of mixing skills, and to mix and sell this kind of cocktail in other places." ”

Of course, there is no such thing as property protection.

Gavin did this purely because he didn't want to have a bad relationship with a powerful former adventurer, and what he could exchange for benefits would come in the open.

This proposal was completely unexpected by Crevin, all kinds of strange transactions, which he had never seen in his life, including trading souls, but he had never heard of it, and used money to buy one that agreed.

His receptivity was also extraordinary, and he instantly understood the young man's intentions in front of him.

Your own contemplative cocktail broadens the use of ghost wines, and can be used as the main cocktail of any pub, especially those in big cities.

On top of that, the young man in front of him had a unique advantage, he had a monopoly on ghost wines, and when he opened the theme tavern of the Cocktail, no one could compete with him in this regard, because he could cut this competition at the source.

But there is a premise, he has to have a large number of bartenders who can concoct concoction cocktails.

Crevin sighed and said, "I can give you the authorization, but the bartending skills I just used, do you think any bartender can learn it?" ”

"For ordinary people, it is indeed very difficult, because the skills are studious, the same as the ghost wine, and take the opportunity to observe the state of the wine taster, and mix the emotional seeds that are integrated with their emotions, so that they can release the emotional seeds of their emotions, but it is not so difficult that they cannot be replicated, especially those who are in control of emotions and specialize in negative energy, it is easier to get started." Gavin peeled straight to the surface to see the essence, and pointed to the essence of Creven's contemplative cocktail.

Creven, the creator of the contemplative cocktail, was blindsided by Gavin's theory.

Because he mixes wine, it is completely based on experience and instinct, and if you really ask him to tell the root cause of it, he will have to scratch his head, after all, his cognition of negative energy is far less experienced than Gavin, who has been immersed in it for a while.

But if you think about it carefully, what Gavin said does contain the truth, and this contemplative cocktail can be completely matched.

The tavern owner couldn't help but look at the young man in front of him again, and couldn't help but guess, "Young man, you won't tell me that you have learned how to mix contemplative cocktails, right?" ”

"I'm not sure, but I'd like to try, sir, can I borrow some bartending equipment?" Gavin nodded, and shook his head again, the most important thing about this mind-to-heart cocktail is that it can hook emotions, and only by doing this can it be considered a success.

"Yes." Crevin walked straight out from behind the bar, his curiosity completely aroused, he wanted to see how far the young man in front of him could go.

Gavin was not polite either, and walked straight in, and had a big reversal with Crevin's identity, he became the bar bartender, and the tavern owner became the guest.

While picking up the huge shaker, imitating Creven's previous appearance, rocking it back and forth, he said to the tavern owner: "I won't mix more than one glass at a time, that is not only too mentally burdensome, but also too skillful, so I will try to make a contemplative cocktail for the old gentleman." ”

As soon as the other party got started, Crevin knew that the young man in front of him was an out-and-out novice in bartending, even if he tried his best to imitate, the movements were basically not wrong, but there was a sense of rustiness on the whole, and there was no sense of beauty that flowed smoothly.

This lasted only a few seconds, and as the other person kept shaking the shaker, the movements became more and more skillful and more beautiful.

Creven didn't call out genius or anything like that, but he was sure of one thing, that is, the opponent had a wealth of combat skills and was good at using all kinds of weapons.

A lot of things are connected.

The Pill Pill Shaker and the use of melee weapons have one thing in common—balance.

In this process, don't blindly force force, when necessary, follow the weapon and follow the shaker.

When this is done, the aesthetic comes to life.

That is what is often referred to as smooth flow.

It is estimated that the other party saw through this point before he dared to try.

But to Creven's surprise, there was still to come, the shadow of the young man, as if alive, meandered upward, overlapping with it, and a cold aura suddenly permeated it.

In the barrel that had been opened, a stream of ghost wine liquid flew out automatically, and was directly put into the shaker that had been completely shaken, and then quickly operated.

Since Creevin couldn't see the various actions of his previous cocktail, there was no way to compare, but the other party's toppings were exactly the same as his previous blending, including the order of addition.

After showing that the opponent is good at melee weapons, he also shows a strong memory.

He wouldn't really make a one-time cocktail, right?

This thought came to Creven's mind irrepressibly, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that this possibility was very high, this feeling did not come from the perfect reproduction of his movements, and most importantly, the breath that this young man named Gavin was exuding at this moment had completely merged with the contemplative cocktail that was being blended.

That's the crux of the whole thing, the secret of his cocktails beyond the ordinary.

This is the secret that he has been immersed in for half a century before he has figured out the secret, and it has been simply broken and learned?

Rao is Crevin thinks he is broad-minded, and at the moment he is also mixed.

Just when his mood was extremely complicated, he only heard a bang, and a freshly baked contemplative cocktail was placed in front of Creven.

Gavin said in a deep voice, "Please." ”

(End of chapter)