chasing gold finger

Chapter 20 Hidden deep fat

"Fatty, you can do it. No wonder you dare to be a bartender. Your blue dreamy glass is almost the best cocktail I've ever had." Miss Yu took a sip, enjoyed it intoxicated for a moment, opened her beautiful eyes, Put on the light and praised.

Han Geng had already expected her to react like this, and there was no surprise. He just smiled and said, "Now you know why I don't want to be your father's bodyguard. Although I, Han Geng, am not versatile, I want to find It's not difficult to earn a living."

Ms. Yu had to admit that what Han Geng said made sense. This young man who was obviously five or six years younger than her could always speak words that convinced her, and she no longer entangled him in the topic of bodyguards. She smiled and said, "Han Geng, get me another glass of Blue Dream, and I'll give it to Dad to taste."

Han Geng looked at the boxing ring. The match had already come to an end. As he expected, the player he overwhelmed was slightly stronger than the one A Chang overtook, and he already had an advantage. It seemed that the 300 yuan was going to be tense again. ,good mood.

"Fatty, I'm talking to you, why are you distracted!" Ms. Yu didn't wait for Han Geng's response for a long time, and found him watching the boxing ring, and said angrily.

Only then did Han Geng turn his head, shrugged his shoulders lightly, and said helplessly: "I'm sorry, my wine is a bit special. It can only have such a taste if it is brewed on the spot. If you take it away, the taste will be different. You heard Can cocktails be delivered as takeaway too?"

Ms. Yu was taken aback for a moment, and then her pretty face turned red. Just one sentence exposed her weakness of not coming to the bar often. This fat man's eyes are really poisonous. Although he didn't say anything, he already knew everything. up.

For a while, neither of them had anything to say, but Achang yelled from the side: "I'm going, why is this guy who is called a thousand people beheaded so weak? Did he work too much on women, his legs became weak, and he hurt me?" I lost another three hundred." After speaking, she found that Miss Yu was beside her, so she quickly coughed and pretended to hold a wine glass.

Han Geng smiled, saw Ms. Yu rolled her eyes, and said to Achang: "Brother Achang, thank you for the 300 yuan, you are so generous recently, you almost increased my income for half a month, I knew Brother Achang was kind and helped the children of our poor families."

Achang lost the bet and thought he was unlucky, so if he didn't pay back, he said with a mournful face: "Brother Han, Brother Fatty, can we beg for mercy and lose half of the game? Our small family doesn't have much food left!"

He is handsome. If he puts on a woman's clothes and makes a charming expression, most men will definitely be moved. Unfortunately, he looks like a man now, and fat people have never known what pity is, so begging for mercy will not have the slightest effect .

"Brother Achang, don't cry poorly with me. The chief bartender at Mengyoulan Bar earns several times my monthly salary. If you spend that money on women, why don't you share it with me? It's like robbing your rich and saving my poor." Han Geng mercilessly took all the money in the box and put it in his pocket.

"Okay, fat man, you're cruel, young master, I don't accept it, do you dare to come again?" Seeing that the money was already in his pocket, Achang's expression changed immediately, as if he wasn't the one who begged for mercy just now, and he said again with high spirits.

For this rogue-like Achang, Han Geng and Ms. Yu, who was watching the fun, felt powerless.

"Brother Achang, let's forget about it today. You have already lost three hundred. We have a long way to go. Even if your income is so high, you are still in trouble this month. Today is number two." Han Geng and Achang learned a lot. Less skill in bartending, kindly reminded.

Achang hesitated for a moment, as if he felt the same reasoning, he gritted his teeth and said, "Well, this month is my bad luck, for the sake of my sex, I will let you go for a while, and next month, I will definitely give you all the money." I found it." Then he said to Ms. Yu: "Miss, do you want any wine? Fatty is still an apprentice and not good at craftsmanship, why don't I get you a glass of special wine!"

Miss Yu was stunned for a moment, looked at Han Geng, then at A Chang, and said in disbelief: "You said Han Geng is still an apprentice? Who is his master!"

"Me, this kid has been in the bar for less than a month. I took him most of the time and taught him how to make drinks. He is also smart, at least he can recognize all of these." A Chang pointed to himself , and also praised Han Geng self-righteously by the way. His original intention was to say something nice for his brother.

Both Han Geng and Ms. Yu could feel his kindness. Although Achang likes women, he also has various shortcomings. He is still pretty good to his friends. In front of women, he tries to give his friends more face, but this compliment doesn't seem to work.

Ms. Yu could see that Achang was telling the truth, and she couldn't help but feel her heart skip a beat. The hand holding the wine glass tightened. This fat man seemed to be hiding something deeper than she imagined. In less than a month, he was able to make such a delicious wine. Liquor is not only smart, but even the master doesn't know it. If he is a bad person, it's really scary.

Achang has been in bars for many years, so he is naturally a smart character. Miss Yu didn't say anything, but just held the wine glass in her hand, and said with a smile: "Fatty's skills may not be very good, but at least he can't mix drinks. I'll show you Change it to another drink, and credit yours to my account." As he spoke, he patted the fat man on the shoulder, and turned to make drinks.

His movements of mixing wine are much more beautiful than Han Geng's. The wine bottle is flying up and down in his hand, and several different wines are mixed into the wine glass according to the fixed ratio and method, and then he turns the wine glass while starting to mix. Although a little oily, but the bartending skills are first-rate.

It is not so much that he is mixing cocktails, it is better to say that it is an artistic performance. Compared with it, Han Geng's previous techniques are simply horrible. From this point of view, Miss Yu also believes that Han Geng is a beginner, at least in terms of techniques. Beginners first practice.

"Okay, Ms. Yu, come and taste the rising sun I made for you. I wish you a happy day." A Chang put a glass of very beautiful cocktail in front of Ms. Yu, and did not forget to remind : "This wine is a bit strong, if you don't drink well, just try it."

Ms. Yu looked at the beautiful cocktail in front of her. Whether it was the color or the appearance, it was much better than Han Geng's previous blue dream, but it couldn't give people that special feeling, but Achang's kindness, she couldn't Refused, reached out to take a taste.