Chapter 218 Bartending
Seeing Harry's secretary walk into the elevator, the elevator door closed and went down, Chris turned to look at Harry: "You gave that artificial retarded person such a name? Could it be that you want to marry her as your wife and elope?"

"I didn't mean that, Mister 'Finn'. I just thought, you code-named yourself Finn, and mine was 'Diarmuid', and by the way I was thinking of two people in Celtic mythology. The biggest connection between Princess Granny." Harry spread his hands, looking helpless, "Should I call it salmon or wild boar?"

The code names "Finn" and "Diarmuid" were of course not chosen by Harry. Although he is also a young guy, Chris is better in secondary school.In Celtic mythology, the most closely related to "Finn" and "Diarmuid" are a wise salmon named "Fetan" and a wild boar that has been cast a spell.

As Harry said, he walked to the French windows and picked up two cups from the coffee table in front of the sofa: "Let's sit down and talk slowly, do you want something to drink?"

"What do you have here?"

"I usually have a little hobby of bartending, so as long as it's not too out of the ordinary, I collect a little bit of wine." Harry pressed a button on the wall, and the office wall opened, revealing one side and hiding it "This used to be my father's dressing room lounge, but I've given it a little makeover."

As he said that, he walked into the bar and dug out some bartending utensils. With that handsome suit, he really looked like a dedicated bartender brother.Chris also knows some cocktails. After a little thought, he reported the recipe he wanted to drink: "Vodka, ice cubes, lime juice and ginger ale."

"Okay, a glass of Moscow Mule." Harry stretched out his hand to signal "OK", and leaned over to get the ice cubes, but brought out an empty bucket with a surprised face, "Unlucky, I forgot to add ice after I finished drinking last time Yes. Mr. Chris, please wait a moment, I have to find some ice cubes first."

"Don't bother, I'll help you, just give me the bucket." Chris stopped him.

Chris glanced at the ice cube bucket, and there was no ice cubes in it. After all, Chris's visit was his own impromptu today.But self-reliance without ice, Chris raised his left hand and pressed the edge of the ice bucket, and the water vapor in the empty ice bucket quickly condensed into a whole block of ice.Then, the Killer Queen touched the surface of the large ice block before detonating it.

There was a "click", before Harry could figure out what it was, there was a silent explosion on the ice bucket Chris was carrying.Harry took the bucket he handed him, and found that it was already full of ice cubes, and the pucks and large ice cubes commonly used in bartending were also prepared.

In the past, Yoshikage Kira touched people and blew up his hands, but now Chris touches the ice and blows up ice cubes of a specific shape, which is quite reasonable.Although he can also directly control the ice to condense into the desired shape, even making ice swords and ice guns is not a problem, but I have been playing with ice for so many years, so it is not interesting to have a double.

Harry didn't delve into how Chris did it, he took the ice bucket calmly, and began to make this "Moscow Mule".This glass of wine was born in the 40s. It was a popular cocktail when Chris was young, and it has a sense of age.At that time, many people liked to have a glass of Moscow Mule after dancing in the ballroom.

His inventor's original intention was to promote his ginger ale, so he developed such a cocktail recipe.I didn't expect this cocktail to be very popular because of its low alcohol content and moderate taste.However, it was precisely because of the relatively low degree that the soldiers in the army at that time came out to drink a drink just to get drunk, so no one drank this cocktail except Chris and Bucky who didn't like to get drunk. Most of them chose A simple and straightforward "yellow soup" - cheap and plentiful beer.

As for Steve?The animal has never been drunk by virtue of its physique, even if it is blowing high-quality liquor from the bottle.However, he himself doesn't really like the taste of wine, and he rarely drinks it.

As Chris recalled, Harry had finished mixing the drinks.He placed a large ice cube in a copper mug and poured 45ml of Smirnoff vodka as a base, followed by 15ml of lime juice. With a sound of "Puff", Harry opened a can of ginger ale, and a large amount of gas encapsulated in the can escaped the moment it was opened.

The ginger ale was poured to the cup's eighth-full height, and Harry added a lime wedge as a garnish.Such a glass of "Moscow Mule", which was popular in the 40s, is complete. "Mr. Chris, please taste." Harry pushed the wine to Chris who was standing in front of the bar, "Honestly, this is the second time I have mixed this wine. I don't know much about this wine, after all it is The times are too far away from me."

"The spiciness of ginger ale and the refreshing acidity of lime work together to tame the strong alcoholic feeling of vodka, which is cool and refreshing. It is very suitable for drinking when the weather is dry." Chris took a sip and had a drink. The smell has been around for a century, "but the stamina is a bit strong, it feels like being hit by a fist like a cannonball."

That's why this wine is often served in dance halls.After all, things like "filling alcohol" and "picking up corpses" are not uncommon.

When Chris tasted the wine, Harry saw that the wine had been taken out, so he simply took out a wine glass, filled it with small ice cubes that were 60% full, and poured [-]ml of vodka.Then, he took out the freshly squeezed orange juice and filled the glass, stirred it a few times and took an orange slice as a garnish.

"Aha, I thought you'd drink something milder." Chris glanced at the wine in Harry's hand.The name of this glass of wine is "Screwdriver". The name sounds ordinary, but it is actually a very famous cocktail. "What did we call this thing at that time? By the way, 'Girl Killer'."

"It means that it looks good, but it also means that it is easy to get people drunk, right?" Harry smiled, put the used wine utensils into the dishwasher to clean, and left the bar with Chris. Closed the door.

The two sat on the sofa with a glass of wine each.Harry took two sips of "Screwdriver", relishing its taste in his mouth, hesitated for a moment, and then asked: "Mr. Chris, are we really going to do this? I don't have that Guts, but, is the plan really feasible?"

"Don't worry, Harry, they will definitely believe you, not only because of your father. To be precise, your family itself has that potential." Chris took a sip of his wine.

(End of this chapter)

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