I am a god in another world

"Good! Good! Good!" Craven applauded repeatedly, and even the old wrinkles on his face seemed to show a smile, "You are indeed a natural bartender. Not only can you see through the essence of things at a glance, but you can also make decisions based on the situation and directly master the two essences. The rest is a matter of skills. Do you want to try it?"

Gavin smiled bitterly and shook his head and said, "Teacher, you think too highly of me. Knowing the principle is one thing, but actually doing it is another thing. Let's not talk about anything else. Just talking about emotional control, it is difficult for me to achieve the level of the teacher. If I can't mobilize my own emotions, how can I infect others?"

He is a family member who knows his own business. He was able to succeed once before because of the accumulation of multiple special abilities. He is not really like Craven, who can control and simulate various emotions.

"Why are you smart for a while and confused for a while." Craven said with a smile, "Why do you have to follow my old path exactly? Why don't you create your own cocktail making method? I have advantages that you don't have, but you also have advantages that I don't have, the ability to control negative energy.

What's more, you have ghost wine. Since ghost wine can even evoke other people's emotions, why can't it be used as a catalyst to catalyze your own emotions?

You can use it as a supplementary wine to reduce the difficulty of cocktail making.

Isn't it what you want most to expand the use of ghost wine?"

Yes!

I only thought about learning Craven's method of freely controlling emotions, and completely forgot what I was good at.

Nothing can be achieved in one go.

Especially his ability, I don't know if it involves his professional ability or special ability.

Before learning the other party's ability, you can use the existing conditions at hand to imitate, and when the time is right, new abilities will naturally emerge.

Just as Craven said, doing so is equivalent to helping ghost wine expand its sales. Even if he really wants to build a theme pub in the future, he will have more options rather than Guanxin Cocktail.

Not only can he use ghost wine as a supplementary wine, but other bartenders can also use it.

Once it is really like Craven said, ghost wine can allow those bartenders to get in touch with a higher level of bartending in advance. They will definitely be crazy about ghost wine, carry it with them, and use it as a bartending holy tool.

Gavin saluted Craven again and said, "Teacher has awakened me. I thought wrongly before. I only thought of one step, but forgot to start digging from myself. I think I know what to do. Next, leave the bar to me. I think I have a lot of attempts to do."

"Okay, I look forward to your performance." The master and apprentice exchanged seats and identities again.

Craven looked at Gavin eagerly. He wanted to see what this new apprentice he took in on a whim could do today?

Maybe he really introduced an extraordinary existence into the bartending industry, bringing unprecedented innovation and impact to this industry.

After entering the bar, Gavin began to adjust his state of mind. He blocked out the real purpose of this trip and the noisy environment.

In this regard, he has a unique advantage. Don't forget that he is a psychic.

Fortunately, he actually entered a state of psychic concentration.

This is a very special state of mind. When in this state, the mental consciousness is unprecedentedly concentrated, and the psychic energy is unprecedentedly active, making it easier to cast some special and powerful psychic spells.

Because Gavin's psychic level is too low, entering this state is completely based on luck. It is good to be able to do it once or twice in ten times.

When distracting thoughts are eliminated and the state of mind enters an empty state, the mind becomes more active than ever before.

The previous cocktail making techniques, ingredients, and state of Craven were repeatedly replayed in his mind.

There is no problem with the rest, the main problem is emotional regulation.

If I were to imitate Craven, I would definitely not be able to learn it in a short time, but when it comes to the use of negative energy, it is too simple.

Just think of something that makes you angry, and then use the shadow to bring in negative energy.

Originally a trivial matter made him furious, and his anger value soared wildly, far exceeding the feeling brought by the Fiery Fury Cocktail.

But you can't let this angry emotion control you, you must control it under your control.

This is an extremely split situation.

On one side, you are extremely furious, and on the other side, you are extremely calm.

If you simply control your emotions, it is difficult to do it, but when you enter the cocktail state and have a channel to vent, you will unconsciously become more open and closed, as if you are not dancing with a shaker in your hand, but a foreign weapon.

It has become very different from Craven's previous cocktail movements.

Including the order of adding ingredients, because Gavin needs to add a kind of wine that Craven has not put in before-ghost wine.

Whether it is the amount or the timing, Gavin needs to master it himself.

This time Gavin didn't make any plans, he just followed his feelings.

His experience with the Kobolds and Goliaths told him that in such things where there is no absolute right or wrong, following your feelings will often lead to the most correct choice.

Whenever he felt that his anger was about to get out of control, Gavin would guide a little Shadow Wine to guide some of his emotions into it, but not inject it all at once.

It keeps accumulating and injecting.

This means that Gavin is not like Craven, who can mix Flame Fury once and forget about it, but can keep adding ingredients and mixing drinks, just like an assembly line.

He tried only one cup at first.

Then it became five cups.

Ten cups!

Twenty cups!

Finally, it reached the limit of thirty cups.

In the end, what limited Gavin's performance was not his control of emotions, but the size of the shaker.

It was a whole assembly line for mixing drinks, but even so, it was still in short supply.

Because the news that Master Craven personally mixed drinks spread throughout the entire Anfield Village like wings.

There was no need for wings.

Anfield Village itself is the size of a palm. If you stand at the gate of the Antler Pot Tavern and shout, most of the village can hear it.

When they gathered together, they found that the person who was mixing drinks was not Master Craven himself, but a strange young man. They were a little disappointed.

But when they heard that this young man was Master Craven's new disciple,

The owner of the manor that produces the unique ghost wine.

A rare bartending genius in the world, he learned the unique craftsmanship of Master Craven and made a unique magic wine just by watching it once.

These magic wines use the unique ghost wine.

The most important thing is that you can taste it for free.

Many of them are old drinkers with sharp eyes. Just based on the ingredients used by the other party, no matter how good the craftsmanship is, they will ask for at least ten gold coins in the City of Glory.

Who doesn't like free things?

Not to mention, many people will never have the opportunity to taste such an expensive cocktail in their lifetime, because it is enough to replace the gross income of an adult worker for half a month.

"Line up, everyone line up, no cutting in line, come one by one."

"After drinking, if you want to go crazy, go to the intersection of Marand Road. If you haven't drunk enough, go to the back of the line. Father Craven said that as long as Mr. Gavin keeps mixing drinks, our free delivery will not stop."

"Little brat, what are you doing? You are not even as tall as my thigh, and you want to drink. Go away, go and play. This kind of adult drink is not for you to drink. Go home and ask your mother for milk."

Don't look at the six waitresses of the Deer Horn Pot Tavern. They were smiling like flowers and well-behaved and quiet in front of Gavin.

When it gets really busy, especially when facing a chaotic scene, they are like little wild cats, pinching their waists and shouting loudly at the door of the tavern, sharp and fast, just like the movements of their hands.

The doors of the Deer Horn Pot Tavern near Changlu were all opened, directly turning the bar into a semi-open-air bar. Gavin's smooth and flowing cocktail mixing process, like a juggler, was directly displayed in front of everyone.

This design is of course for the convenience of attracting customers. Local residents only account for one-third of the customers. The remaining two-thirds are mainly from business travelers passing by on the long road. Some of them are in a hurry and have no time to stay in the tavern, but they can still squeeze out a few minutes to have a quick drink and replenish some drinks on the way.

Craven doesn't care about the income of the tavern, but the waiters working here do care, and naturally think of ways to increase business income.

There is no good person in the countryside. Even the children with their buttocks exposed are not afraid of the waitress. Instead, they argue with reason: "You just said that we can get it if we queue up. Now you don't give it to us because of the children. Aren't you bullying the children? We have queued up. No, you must give it to us."

"Did your parents ask you to drink?"

"Hey, it's my dad who asked me to queue up. If I don't drink, I can give it to my dad."

"Here is an apple and a glass of wine. Choose one of the two. Choose it yourself."

"Of course, I choose the apple. I can't drink the wine, but I can eat the apple myself."

These children naturally have their own little calculations. Compared with the compliment from their father, the big and round apple is more tempting.

The crowd also laughed kindly and did not embarrass these children.

As the sun sets, more and more people who go out to work return, and the Malande intersection becomes completely lively. People are no longer just queuing up to taste wine, but turning this place into a bonfire party.

The high-spirited men started their best wrestling and fighting competitions.

The raging flames completely ignited their emotions, and they were particularly fond of fighting.

The most eye-catching person was a woman with dark skin and a height of more than 2.4 meters. Even among the Goliaths, she was one-on-one in stature, with long arms and legs, and agility that was not consistent with her body size.

This woman named Dela La directly became the unshakable ring master. Many people were thrown out by her with one hand, especially after drinking a cup of raging flames, she was so excited that she wanted to fight two people.

Those men who wanted to save face could not bear this stimulation, and they couldn't wait to get out.

As a result, they went in quickly and flew out faster.

Fortunately, she was just excited, not crazy, and did not lose her mind. When throwing people out, she used clever strength.

Each one looked miserable, but in fact, the thick skin and flesh landed first, and no vital parts were injured.

The noise in Anfield Village continued until late at night, until the 20-kilogram barrel of ghost wine that Gavin brought was used up as a seasoning wine.

The crowd dispersed, and the Antler Pot Tavern closed. Gavin, who had been mixing drinks for five or six hours, was full of energy. Not only did he not look tired at all, but he was more energetic than ever before.

The waitresses were almost exhausted, lying on the bar, unwilling to move a step.

As for the six female mages, they returned to the family manor shortly after dark to report. They had a mission and were just taking a break from their busy schedule.

And now they have basically confirmed the authenticity of Gavin's identity. His plan to buy a large number of horses is not just bragging or joking, but very likely true.

This matter must be notified to the elders in the family as soon as possible, so that they can make a decision. This matter must be taken as soon as possible, because there are more than just the Roinhern family raising horses in Anfield Village, and they are just one of the most famous families.

The Ancasla family, the Ilzimer family, the Janskzer family and the Tam family all have large horse farms here, and there are also some small and medium-sized independent horse farm owners. The competition in the horse market here is very fierce.

In this matter, they had accidentally taken the lead, and they must continue to expand this advantage. Once this matter is accomplished, they will definitely benefit from it.

"Thank you all for your selfless help today. I have no way to repay you, so let me mix a glass of water of life for you, Luna, natural blessing, extreme infusion." Gavin pushed a glass of water in front of Luna.

"Okay." Luna enthusiastically guided the natural force in her body and poured it into it continuously.

She also followed the waitresses and was busy for a long time, but she didn't look tired at all, on the contrary, she was full of energy.

In addition to the difference in physique, the most important reason is that she has a constant supply of natural force in her body to nourish and nourish.

As long as the natural force is continuous, she can go without eating, drinking or resting. This is a special ability given to her by the characteristics of the plant part.

Gavin turned his hand and poured the glass of water filled with natural force into the shaker as the main seasoning. With the shaking of his arm, various seasonings were added to it smoothly, and finally a little wine was added.

In less than a minute, seven medium cocktails were placed in front of the seven people. The liquid was green, crystal clear, and exuded a faint fruity aroma. Just smelling it made people feel refreshed.

The seven people were not polite and directly picked it up and drank it. Everyone suddenly felt bright in front of their eyes, and a burst of vitality exploded in their stomachs. As the liquor was quickly absorbed, most of the fatigue in their bodies dissipated, especially the six waitresses who felt it most clearly.

Everyone couldn't help but stretch and say: "Ha, I feel like I'm alive again. If I have a busy day in the future, it would be the greatest enjoyment to have a glass of fruit wine like this."

"What did Mr. Gavin call it just now?"

"Water of Life."

"This name is good and worthy of its name."

"Congratulations Mr. Gavin, you are not just getting started in bartending, but you can become a master. You are so happy to learn and apply it to create your own unique cocktail. You have created the fastest master record in history, which no one can break."

"Hey, I used to feel that I was a genius, and I was a piece of Mr. Gavin. We are just a group of country chickens who have never seen the world."

"Haha... you know, I told you a long time ago that we live in this world just to make up the numbers, to serve as a canvas background for a genius like Mr. Gavin."

At the end, these waitresses couldn't hide their self-mockery in their words.

There was no way, they were hit too hard by Gavin.

I practiced hard for ten years but achieved nothing, while he reached the peak in half a day after his debut.

As the person involved, Gavin could not come forward to comfort him in this situation. He could only divert his attention and respectfully bowed to Craven and said, "Thank you for your support and help, teacher. I think I have found my way to mix drinks. All I need to do is continue to explore and hone my skills."

He is a smart man and understands that Craven did not take the opportunity to make a fortune, but the deep meaning of giving away free wine.

This is not only to help him build his reputation, but also to bring him closer to the villagers of Anfield Village.

From now on, he is no longer a stranger who has just come to Anfield Village, but Craven's disciple, a generous and promising young man. No matter what he wants to do here, it will be much more convenient.

Although this master-disciple friendship came in a hurry, the other party's teaching and support came from the heart.

Such a good person is not a rare animal in Faerun, but it is rare.

"I've lived for 76 years and this is the first time I've seen your growth rate. From the beginning to the end, I never taught you anything. You figured it all out. I'm a little ashamed to be called a teacher." Craven said from the bottom of his heart.

He was just curious at first and wanted to help his juniors. He never thought that this casual help would produce a super genius.

He became a disciple in the afternoon and graduated in the evening.

He seemed to be a teacher, but he didn't seem to be a teacher at all.

Let's not talk about the weirdness in his heart.

"Teacher, please don't say that." Gavin said hurriedly, "I just have my own ideas about the future path, and I just copy the techniques. I know very little about things beyond this. I still need to ask the teacher for the classification and use of some alcoholic beverages and the mixing methods of some mature cocktails."

After hearing what Gavin said, Craven's face suddenly looked much better. At least he was not completely useless. He smiled and said, "If you want to learn in the future, just come to Xuanlu to find me. I'll usually be here. It's late today. Let Ella clean up two rooms for you. Rest for a night. If you have anything, wait until tomorrow."

"Then I'll trouble you, teacher." Gavin did not refuse.

Although the tavern is mainly engaged in the sale of alcohol, it usually has several guest rooms for emergency use. The Deer Horn Pot Tavern is obviously no exception.

This trip to Anfield Village has progressed rapidly. The situation was opened up on the same day, which was far beyond his plan. The rest can be planned slowly. He has more time to prepare for himself this time.