After Russell entered the door, the first thing he did was to turn off the dazzling neon lights that looked like a nightclub.
Then it’s time to cut the song.
He didn't ask for songs, but cut through several default songs in succession, stopping at a piece of vaporwave-style chanting music.
Even if you don't hold a microphone to sing, just listening to the melodious and soothing soundtrack is not bad.
"It gives people a very elegant and gentle feeling."
Paradise Bird whispered.
But she soon realized that her voice was covered by the music, so she amplified her voice slightly: "It feels... psychedelic?"
"That's right."
Russell smiled.
This is not vaporwave music in the strict sense, or the world does not have that concept. But this kind of dynamic electronic synthesis music emphasizes adding a sense of lag and distortion to the melodious and smooth rhythm. Happy Island
In recent years, this kind of soothing music that gives people a psychedelic feeling has become more popular. This kind of music is played in the pendulum area and even on the street.
But for Russell, this similar music style has become a kind of retro nostalgia for another world that only exists in his memory and can never be returned to.
Russell sat on the sofa and let the bird of paradise sit next to him. If he was too far away, communicating under the cover of music would become tiring.
It was the first time that Paradise Bird sat so close to Russell, almost touching each other.
She put her legs together and nervously pushed down the white short skirt with her hands, smoothing out the wrinkles of the skirt without leaving any trace.
She complained softly: "Why does this kind of store have a KTV..."
"This is actually the main business."
Russell couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Barbecue is not that profitable. Those barbecue places in the hall outside are just used to recoup costs and maintain popularity."
"Huh? Is that so?"
"Of course. Even if it's processed food, it won't be that high... After all, it's all synthetic meat. It can come out with just a button."
Whether it's fried chicken or barbecue, the raw materials can only be synthetic.
Poultry meat is okay, there are still many concentrated farms in Xiacheng District. There is also some pork, but the price will be much higher.
Real beef and mutton can only be imported from Taoyuan Island... "real food" can only be found in restaurants affiliated with Taoyuan Trading Company; the seafood market affiliated with Hudson will also sell some uncontaminated meat.
seafood, but the prices are quite expensive.
Of course, food synthesis technology in this era is very advanced.
In terms of texture and taste, the degree of simulation is very high, and many unnecessary parts have even been eliminated.
To put it simply, the fish that everyone eats usually has no bones. Although "steak meat" is called steak, it has no bones.
The kind with bones is either a higher-end imitation meat, or it is more expensive.
Of course, it is also synthetic meat. Will adding or not adding the bone affect the taste?
The answer is no.
But it can be made more expensive.
"In this case, the price of food cannot be high. Because the purchase price is too low... Maybe the price of better seasonings will be higher than that of meat.
"However, the price of wine will be higher. Because the brewing process is different, Xiacheng District will only provide syrup, puree or fruit, but the wine is brewed in the factory in Uptown District.
"This also means that the profit of wine is very high. The KTV model is just to mobilize the atmosphere and facilitate the sale of more wine..."
When Russell said this, he couldn't help but smile: "You should also know that the 'bad wine' in Xiacheng District is brewed by yourself using syrup... After all, the raw materials are available everywhere, and the principle is not complicated.
You can learn it after a little trial and error. But after all, it is just moonshine, and there is definitely a gap between the special taste in the uptown area that is adjusted by adding many complex flavors.
"It's just the taste of wine itself, no matter how much it is developed, it can only be called 'bad wine' in this era. People who don't drink just don't like to drink it.
"After all, these long-lived elves are very concerned about enjoyment. It is just a high-priced but too ordinary luxury product, which is meaningless to them. Their worth does not need to be marked with that kind of thing, just long ears and Elvish language.
That’s enough. So things that are high-priced and still sell well must be really good things... Put it on wine, and even non-drinkers will feel it tastes very good after one sip. This is market choice.
The result.”
"You know a lot..."
The paradise bird couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Ultramarine, do you often drink?"
"That's not the case. It's better to say that I almost vomited when I saw the wine."
Russell shook his head helplessly: "But when I was in school, I drank too much wine. I drank all kinds of wine, so I know a little more.
"To put it bluntly, the directors of some small companies probably don't drink as many types of wine as I do, and the prices are higher."
"...But drinking is not good for your health."
"I know, so I only drink Coke now."
But Coca-Cola doesn’t seem very healthy either…
Seeing Russell minding his own business and starting to pour Coke, the Paradise Bird hesitated to speak.
"By the way, Mr. Ultramarine. Over there at the church..."
Russell noticed her behavior, smiled and raised his hand in front of his mouth.
“Don’t worry,” Russell said warmly, “We’ll talk about it after they finish serving the food.
"Otherwise our conversation would be interrupted by the waiter all the time, and we wouldn't be able to have a pleasant conversation, right?"
"yes……"
"Then don't worry, let's have a casual chat. How is your situation at the church?"
"Well enough."
The bird of paradise looked at Russell with its bright eyes and whispered: "Angels are all very good to me."
"Another meaning of 'okay' is not happy enough."
Russell poured a cup of Coke for Paradise Bird and said softly: "Otherwise, you would be happily chatting with me about daily life now."
"yes……"
"Come on, drink some happy water. Everything will be fine."
Russell handed the Coke to the Paradise Bird.
She took the Coke with both hands and placed it carefully on her lap.
The girl looked a little hesitant and asked uncertainly: "Will everything really get better?"
"Fake."
Russell looked at her with a smile: "I lied to you."
"Why is this..."
The bird of paradise obviously didn't expect Russell's answer.
But Russell couldn't help laughing when he saw the little pigeon showing a bullied expression.
Under the somewhat dissatisfied gaze of the Paradise Bird, his laughter quickly stopped, but the smile still remained on his face.
"It's okay."
His voice became gentle and low: "Although the world will not get better for no reason, I will help you solve the troubles you encounter.
"You can always trust me. You can treat me as your... relative."
For a moment, Paradise Bird seemed to see the shadow of his father in Russell.
She kept looking at Russell next to her, with extremely strong love and nostalgia in her eyes. She didn't even notice when the ice coke in her hand was warmed.
"Okay, the waiter probably won't come in again."
Suddenly, Russell spoke.
Only then did the Paradise Bird wake up and realize that he had been staring at Russell's side face for who knows how long.
Before I knew it, all the dishes were served.
Russell turned up the music a little, walked closer to the Paradise Bird and asked: "What on earth is going on?
"Wu Ming and Xiao Xiao are both good people. Why should I avoid them?"
"Two things...but maybe one."
Paradise Bird grabbed Russell's arm very nervously, leaned into Russell's ear, and whispered in a low voice: "When I went to the church headquarters before, I noticed something.
"So many angels are missing!
"It is said that they only thawed more than fifty angels. But I noticed something when I visited the angels.
"Although the cabin I was looking at was filled with more than two hundred angels, when I came out, someone was entering the cabin opposite and the door had not been closed.
"I took a glance and saw that inside the cabin, there were only seven or eight scattered cabins with things in them...the rest were all empty.
"Those two cabins are cryogenic cabins belonging to lower angels. The number of angels should be the largest, and it is impossible to have so many empty... Although the church has thawed more than fifty angels, there should only be seven healers.
"That is to say, the number of angels I saw has been reduced by more than a hundred. I did not see the other cabins, but I think they may have been secretly thawed by the church and used to deal with you...
"Mr. Barber!"
"...I think, maybe that's not the case."
Russell just shook his head slightly, thoughtfully.
