Global Food Tour

Chapter 46 Spicy red, devil! (seeking tickets)
"Is there any alcohol that doesn't make you drunk?"

"uh-huh?"

"A glass of low-alcohol wine." Zhang Feng said loudly.

"OK!"

Zhang Feng waited for the bartender to make him a drink, while looking around, feeling the moment of people's indulgence.

"Your drink is ready, five hundred rupees." The bartender poured a glass of cloudy white wine.

After Zhang Feng paid, looking at the wine on the bar, Zhang Feng asked curiously: "Can you tell me what kind of wine this is?"

"Of course, this is golden coconut wine. The alcohol content is only a dozen degrees. It won't make you drunk. It's our specialty wine here." He kept shaking his body.

Zhang Feng picked up the wine glass and took a sip. The coconut wine was indeed not high in alcohol. It was like the sweet wine made by many families in China, except that there were more coconut pieces in it.

burst...

The moment the coconut kernel was bitten into pieces by Zhang Feng, the special liquid inside instantly stimulated his taste buds. At this moment, Zhang Feng felt that the glass of wine in his hand, which was less than ten milliliters, was worth it.

"How is it? Not bad?" the bartender asked.

"It's great, is there any special wine? Give me a glass, I'll try it." Zhang Feng smiled.

"Of course, but the wine is very strong, are you sure?" the bartender asked.

"It's okay, come on." Zhang Feng didn't show any sign of retreat.

The bartender smiled and said, "Wait!"

The bartender began to mix drinks in a fancy way, and soon, a glass of wine with a color as scarlet as blood exuding a strong and strange fragrance appeared in front of Zhang Feng.

"Red, devil, comparable to whiskey, [-] rupees." The bartender said.

"Can US dollars be accepted?" Zhang Feng asked.

"Of course, we charge everything here."

After paying, Zhang Feng carefully observed the scarlet devil's wine, which was still flowing after standing for so long.

"I suggest you drink it quickly, otherwise you will lose a lot of flavor." The bartender said loudly.

Zhang Feng nodded. In fact, he felt a little trembling. It was the first time he drank such a strong wine. He was afraid that something would happen to him, but he bought it all. A white hand snatched the cup away.

"Handsome guy, seeing your hesitation, let me drink it for you." A blonde girl drank "Red, Devil" in one gulp, regardless of whether Zhang Feng agreed or not.

The trainer looked at Zhang Feng with a smile, and the smile on his face was very meaningful.

"Very strong, handsome guy, how do you think I compare with this wine?" The golden girl approached Zhang Feng, exhaling a breath with a strong wine aroma on purpose.

The bartender kept giving Zhang Feng winks.

"There is a special private room on the second floor. The first-class environment only costs [-] rupees." The bartender said.

Zhang Feng didn't speak, but said: "I didn't drink the strong wine, and I can't go to a strong woman like you, I just came to drink."

After Zhang Feng finished speaking, he distanced himself from the blonde girl without leaving any traces, and signaled the bartender to give him another glass of red wine.

"shit!"

Although Zhang Feng is not self-sacrificing, but he is not going to put up with any woman he just puts on.

"You've lost a wonderful experience." The bartender regretfully glanced at the blonde girl's ass who left angrily, and shook the bartending vessel again.

"Be quick this time, men like you are very popular here, look behind." The bartender gestured.

Zhang Feng turned his head to look, and the majesty was lost in an instant. All the girls with tanned skin and colorful clothes were staring at him.

To be honest, the aesthetics of Chinese people are still in a circle where they are not my race and their hearts must be different. Zhang Feng is not exempt from the vulgarity. Blond hair and white skin can still be talked about, so forget it.

"How much is the cup?"

"Huh? Haha, just give fifty rupees and take it away." The bartender noticed the embarrassment on Zhang Feng's face, and didn't delay it on purpose.

After throwing down a hundred rupees, Zhang Feng walked away quickly with the wine in his hand.

"Okay, stop chasing, people are obviously not interested in you." Too cruel The bartender stopped the girls who were about to chase.

"Old K, why are you stopping us?"

"You guys are not tasty enough, people don't like it, go hunt other people." Bartender K advised.

……

As for Zhang Feng, he walked out of the bar with a red gun in his hand, and took a cautious look behind him to make sure that no one was chasing him before he heaved a sigh of relief.

"This is the messiest bar I've ever been to." Zhang Feng whispered, and walked briskly towards the hotel.

The night market has already opened, and there are many small vendors on the street. Zhang Feng glanced at the red ghost in his hand, thought about it, and decided to get some snacks before talking.

"Boss, give me one of each!" Zhang Feng said proudly, because he really didn't want to choose by himself.

Soon, the boss brought up a lot of fried food, which seemed to be mainly made of flour and eggs, and one of them was very similar to Huaxia's baked gluten.

"Five hundred rupees."

"it is good."

Zhang Feng handed the last rupee in his pocket to the boss and began to brush the baked gluten and egg pancakes with rich sauce.

"It's not chili sauce, hoisin sauce...it's ok, it's actually used as sauce..."

"Ha... huh..."

A mouthful of red ** ghost entered his throat. Zhang Feng felt that his whole throat was spitting fire. He did not feel the special taste of the red ** ghost at all. He just hurriedly dipped a large piece of sauce and fed it into his mouth, seafood sauce. The unique freshness of the ingredients resolves the spiciness.

"Sure enough, it's spirits."

"Brother, are you the red ghost from next door?" The uncle selling snacks came over and asked.

Zhang Feng nodded and said, "Yes."

"This wine is good wine. It is made from the best black tea in Nuwara Eliya. It is very rare, but you are not pure. If you are pure, you need to go to the old winery in Nuwara Eliya to drink it. "Although the stall owner said this, he did not take his eyes away from the red ghost on the table.

Zhang Feng saw what the stall owner was thinking, and said with a smile: "I took a sip of this wine, if you don't mind, you can drink it, I am not suitable for drinking such a strong wine, I just ordered a glass out of curiosity."

The stall owner froze for a moment, let out a hearty laugh, and said, "Okay, I'll drink it for you."

"Uncle, what are you doing like this? It doesn't look like a professional stall." Zhang Feng stared at a book placed behind the stall.

The stall owner was in a good mood after drinking, followed Zhang Feng's gaze, and said with a smile, "I, an English teacher, came out to do a second job to subsidize my family."

"It was still hard work."

"It's worth it. My youngest daughter was born. I came out while I still had some energy. Little brother, where are you from?" asked the stall owner.

The two chatted for a long time again, until it was almost twelve o'clock, Zhang Feng bid farewell to the stall owner, and took a story of another person with him when he left.

　ps: Thank you Daoist Xu Shi for your reward of [-] coins. If you don’t sign in or vote, I’m panicking...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)