Rebel Demon King

Chapter 43 Fancy Bartending
Dayanwen sat on the sofa, resisting the urge to beat the ignorant boy across from him and kick him out, sneered and squeezed out a sentence between his teeth: "Brother, if you're not joking Yes, you have to give me a reason, and it has to be a good reason.”

Cheng Mo was not frightened by Wen Wen's sharp tone, and said lightly: "Manager Wen, it's useless to talk too much, I can demonstrate it for you, you can see if it's worth it or not, if you think it's not worth it, I will Turn around and go"

In fact, Cheng Mo doesn't know how much a bartender can earn in a month. As for fifteen thousand a day, it's purely Cheng Mo's big talk, and he doesn't expect Big Eyes to agree immediately, as long as he watches his performance If you are willing to talk, you will enter a process of bargaining.

Although Cheng Mo has no social experience, he still knows that in negotiating skills, the bidding price must be high, and then make concessions slowly. By this method, the negotiator can reduce the confidence of the other party at the beginning, and can also take the opportunity to consider The strength of the opponent and judge the position of the opponent.

Big-eyed Wen naturally didn't know that Cheng Mo looked young, but he had so many hearts. Seeing that Cheng Mo looked confident, he said suspiciously, "Could it be that you sing very well? Are you going to sing here with us?" He shook his head for a moment and said, "Even if it is a resident singer, it is impossible to pay [-] yuan a day. Generally speaking, a resident singer in Star City costs [-] to [-] yuan a month, and [-] is the top price. God."

Then Big Eyed Wen looked at Cheng Mo's handsome face, excitedly patted the table and stood up and said, "One thousand and five a day, unless you are famous! Are you still an internet celebrity?"

Cheng Mo just said one sentence, and the big eye text immediately said a lot, and the changes in emotions also fluctuated.

But in the next second, Cheng Mo was dizzy again with a hammer, Cheng Mo saw that he had already stood up, and said with a radiant face, "I can't sing, you didn't ask me to do the tune yesterday. A bartender? So I'm here to be a bartender. Also, I'm not an internet celebrity."

Immediately, Wen Wen collapsed on the sofa like a deflated inflatable doll, waved his hand in disappointment and said, "I said, buddy, just stop with it! The bartender we are hiring now is only [-] a month. This is already the best bartender in Star City, you want fifteen thousand a day"

Big Eyes Wen didn't hit Cheng Mo, but just said "Haha!" and said in his heart: If it wasn't for seeing how good-looking you are, I would have blasted you out long ago.

Cheng Mo didn't really have a clue in his heart, but he roughly judged that he imitated the movements of Danilo Oribe, the champion of the World Fancy Bartending Competition yesterday. Presumably the bartenders in Xingcheng couldn't beat the horse, so he said: " It's useless for me to say too much, you will understand when you see it."

Dayanwen said with a bit of tears and laughter: "I said, brother, you just said yesterday that you don't know how to mix wine at all"

Cheng Mo said: "Yesterday I didn't want to be harassed, but today I saw that your environment here is not bad, so I decided to give you a chance."

Big-eyed Wen saw that Cheng Mo was a little outrageous, and his tone became unhappy again. After saying "hehe", he said, "Well, I see what kind of opportunity you want to give us." After speaking, he stood up and said: "Let's go to the bar!"

Cheng Mo also stood up, and the two walked through the extraordinary bar hall. The sofas and velvet furniture were all gorgeous and beautiful. After passing some people's seats, Dayanwen would greet some regular customers, but these The eyes of the regular customers just glanced at the big-eyed text, and all fell on Cheng Mo.

When the two walked to the bar, the bartender wearing a black vest and a black bow tie was lighting a dozen B52 bomber cocktails. B52 is the most popular short quote in the bar, and it is a very good old-fashioned cocktail.

Cheng Mo glanced at the B52 on the bar, and instantly matched the picture in front of him with the picture he saw yesterday in his mind, and immediately remembered how to make it: the most traditional B52 is the bar spoon along the wall of the cup, first coffee, and then The method of Baileys and Re-Cointreau is actually not so easy to operate, and flow control requires certain basic skills.
The images and words in my mind are as accurate as a search engine.

Dayanwen said to the bartender who was igniting: "Kevin, there is a master who is coming to perform bartending, you give up your seat."

Called Kevin, the fairly decent-looking bartender raised his head and looked at the big-eyed text: "Master?" Then he turned his attention to Cheng Mo's face, and when his eyes touched Cheng Mo's handsome face , I was stunned for a moment, and when I reacted, I immediately smiled and said, "Okay, right now!"

When he turned his head and was about to invite the two female regular customers sitting in front of the bar to taste wine, he found that the two women were staring at the young master brought by the big-eyed Wen.

Kevin pushed the wine over and said, "Sister Huang, Sister Sun, the wine is ready." Amplifying the volume, he said, "Sister Huang, Sister Sun, B52 is ready, I have to drink it quickly."

The two white-collar women recovered from the beauty of Cheng Mo, blushed slightly, inserted the straw into the wine glass, drank the wine in one gulp, and then whispered "Okay. handsome!".

This kind of discussion made Kevin, who maintained his good looks, quite unhappy. He walked out of the bar with a blank face. When passing by Cheng Mo, he deliberately bumped into Cheng Mo's shoulder.

Cheng Mo didn't care about Kevin's collision. He walked into the bar and first found the wine he needed from the wine cabinet. The video didn't say what kind of wine he was mixing. According to Cheng Mo's inference, it was a bit like " "New York Hook", so Cheng Mo found brandy, Bols almond brandy, Bols white mint liqueur, and Panno ouzo on the table under the bar, and then he spread a marble table above the bar. A piece of white paper, with a stainless-steel Boston pitcher beside it.

Yinyan's bar counter is not very suitable for fancy bartending performances, because the bar is not very short and the space is very narrow, so it is not easy to open, but Cheng Mo doesn't mind these difficulties. There is no difficulty in doing these actions anywhere.

Kevin stood beside the big-eyed text, and asked in a low voice, "Who is this? He's still a master? His movements are not very professional! We bartenders don't hold the bartender like this."

Dayanwen frowned and said, "I picked it up on the street, he said he was a master."

Kevin looked at the two nympho acquaintances sitting in front of the bar, and sneered: "I'm afraid they only know how to order three-legged cats, so come to us to pretend to be big."

Dayanwen replied coldly, "I'll know soon anyway."

Knowing that the big-eyed text was already a little unpleasant, Kevin couldn't help but sneer: "Now what kind of cat and dog dare to say that he is a master at bartending!"

Dayanwen didn't speak, he was waiting for Chengmo's performance.

Cheng Mo, who was standing inside the bar, first took a cocktail glass from the cup holder, clamped the foot of the glass with his left hand, and stood at the bar with a random flick, tossing the sparkling crystal glass from behind into the air, and then using his right hand two He held it between his fingers and gently placed it on the white paper on the bar.
This dashing and confident action immediately provoked the two female white-collar workers in front of the bar to exclaim, and couldn't wait to applaud.

Kevin whispered "cut" and cursed in secret, "Nympho!"

And the face of the big eye is a little better.

Then Cheng Mo picked up the hall of the silver Boston cocktail glass and the bottle of brandy, and started a juggling action. I saw the wine bottle and the cocktail glass flying in the air, first a bottle and a cocktail glass, then two wine bottles and a mixing glass, and finally two wine bottles and two mixing glasses
The top of the bar has never been empty at all. There are always silver mixing glasses and wine bottles of various colors rotating. Under the colorful spotlights, the wine bottles and mixing glasses are changing positions and flying up and down in Cheng Mo's hands, drawing in the dark sky. Graceful arcs.

Cheng Mo's movements are not as exaggerated as those of regular bartenders, but he does it calmly and confidently. Coupled with his cold and handsome face, this kind of performance really shocks people who have never seen fancy bartending.

At this time, Big Eyed Wen had opened his mouth wide in surprise. As for Kevin's expression, he was dumbfounded, and the eyes of the two female white-collar workers were full of stars, so they picked up their mobile phones to shoot a video.

The lights are gorgeous, the wine glasses are crystal clear, and the air is filled with an intoxicating aroma. When Cheng Mo concocted a cup of "New York Hook" in an unpredictable way, there were already a circle of people in front of the bar, almost all women, and they were all there. Take a video with your phone.

When Cheng Mo pushed the cocktail glass with milky white liquid in front of Da Yanwen, the air first solidified, and then many people turned off their mobile phones and began to applaud.

Cheng Mo stroked his chest and bowed slightly to the applauding people, and then said to the big eyes: "Manager Wen, New York Hook, please taste"

(There is another chapter at [-]pm)
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