Chapter 262 Dionysian Skills, Same Wine and Hundred Tastes
When he heard that Ji Dong could make hundreds of flavors out of the same ingredients with just his hands, Du Ming's eyes changed a lot when he looked at Ji Dong, and his expression became a little colder. I was also a bartender before I left the bartender guild.
A six-star bartender can only make three or five flavors from the same ingredients based on his skills alone. Even Du Sikan, the god of wine, cannot make so many flavors out of the same ingredients based on his skills alone. Ji Dong
, poor ability is not a problem, but if you are too high-minded and self-righteous, there is no need for us to continue talking."
Ji Dong smiled slightly, how do you know that President Du Sikan, the god of wine, can't use the same ingredients to prepare hundreds of flavors?"
Du Ming sneered, "Because, he was the one who kicked me out just now. He is my father, and he is the only son like me. Is this enough to prove my words?"
Ji Dong had already guessed his identity, smiled slightly, and said: "I don't want to defend myself. Facts prove that everything is best. What President Du Sikang can't do doesn't mean that others can't do it either. It's better
Let’s try it. How about we make a bet?”
Du Ming frowned, "Betting? I never gamble. I also hate gambling. Gambling will only make people corrupt."
Ji Dong said: "Don't worry, I won't bet money with you. According to what I just said, if I use the same materials, I can make more than a hundred flavors. Even if I win. If I can't do it, you win."
If you win, I will immediately become your disciple and vice versa."
Ji Dong looked calm and composed when he spoke. Looking into his eyes, Du Ming could clearly feel the arrogance and confidence in his bones. Could he really do it? No, this is absolutely impossible. How old is he?
Although my father is stubborn, he has been a Dionysian for many years and will never be able to do what he wants.
Du Ming said: "Okay. Since this is what you want to bet on, then I will bet with you. Anyway, I have nothing to lose.
However, if I win, there is no guarantee that I will accept you as my apprentice. I don’t like a braggart. If you win, there is no doubt that you will be my teacher in the art of bartending. Are you ready?
Where does it start?”
Ji Dong pointed to the table in front of him and said, "Just right here. You can choose whatever base wine and ingredients you want."
"Let me choose?" Du Ming looked at Ji Dong and his eyes became a little colder, as if he was questioning him, you have to have a certain level of arrogance.
Ji Dong flipped his wrist, and a crystal cocktail jug appeared in his hands. "I have most of the base wines on the market. There are also some ingredients. This teahouse should also be able to provide some juice ingredients.
You choose." At this time, Ji Dong no longer just wanted to learn about what happened in the Bartenders Guild from Du Ming. After a simple conversation, he had a deeper understanding of this young man's persistence in bartending and his own character.
A general understanding. He possesses the fire of soul, and he can read people very accurately. Du Ming did not show any pretense in the process of communicating with him. He completely revealed his true nature.
Du Ming slapped his hand on the table, "Okay, let me see if you have the ability to boast to Haikou. Just use the standard cocktail: the base liquor and ingredients of Sunrise."
Ji moved her head and said, "Please ask the waiter for lemon juice and stone juice. I have tequila here."
Du Ming called the waiter and told him not to serve tea yet, but to serve a glass of freshly squeezed lemon juice and a glass of freshly squeezed stone juice. Of course the waiter was happy for them to change drinks. Compared with tea, the prices of these two non-seasonal juices were very low.
Very expensive.
After a while, two glasses of freshly squeezed juice were served. Light yellow lemon juice and ruby-like pomegranate juice were placed on the table.
Ji Dong took out a bottle of ordinary tequila from the Suzaku bracelet, and then took out two highball glasses for standard cocktails. He poured a bottle of tequila into a highball glass. With a flick of his finger, he had already filled the glass.
He held it in his hand and handed it to Du Ming.
Everyone is sensible, so Du Ming naturally knew that Ji Dong asked him to taste the tequila to see if there was anything abnormal.
Taking the glass, Du Ming just smelled it briefly and moved his head to Ji. He said it was okay. He was once a six-star bartender. If he couldn't smell the common base liquor like tequila, he wouldn't.
No need to mix it up.
Ji Dong did not start mixing wine immediately, but stretched out his hands, and with two clattering sounds, two red flames emerged from his palms, covering them entirely. A simple fire surrounded the palms.
Burning, Ji Dong's expression did not change at all. He washed his hands. He was not willing to waste time washing them with water, and the same thing was done with burning them with Yang Fire.
Seeing the flames rising from Ji Dong's palms and the gradually condensed gaze in his eyes, Du Ming's previously angry mood gradually calmed down and he sat there, silently watching Ji Dong's movements.
At this time, there are not many people drinking tea in the teahouse. There are only two or three tables on the second floor. Although the flames here have attracted attention, it is not too uncommon for magicians to come here to drink tea.
They were all nobles with rich families, so they were not surprised. They thought it was just young people showing off. It did not cause any commotion.
When the flame went out, Ji Dong shook his hands, and the temperature on his palms quickly dropped. Then he opened the crystal cocktail jug and poured the base wine tequila into it. As the saying goes, he can only tell when he sees the slightest thing. He watched Ji Dong pour the wine.
, Du Ming's eyes suddenly became more serious. Four-tenths of the tequila, not one more, not less, and the most rare thing is that not a drop leaked. When Ji Dong put away the tequila
When bottled, there is only four-tenths of the wine.
Next is five-tenths of lemon juice and one-tenth of trough juice, which makes up all the ingredients for a standard cocktail: Sunrise.
After closing the lid of the mixing bottle, Ji Dong asked Du Ming, "Do I need to check it again?"
Du Ming shook his head and said, "Let's get started."
Ji Dong tilted his head slightly, raised his right hand, and held the cap of the mixing bottle. Just when Du Ming didn't know what he was going to do, suddenly, the mixing bottle flew up. Or, it was caused by Ji
It moved and shook.
The crystal cocktail jug rotated rapidly in the air, and even made a whining sound. You can clearly see that the tequila base liquor and the two ingredients merged into one in this rapid rotation. The cocktail jug rotated so fast,
It's breathtaking. Looking at it, it looks like a golden-red disk flying in the air.
Seeing this scene, Du Ming had put away all his contempt. Ji Dong just flicked his wrist, pinched the mixing bottle and threw it up. It was all about the power of his fingers and wrist. This is not just a matter of great strength.
, but requires extremely precise control. He found that the Qingnian named Ji Dong in front of him did not even raise his head to look at the mixing pot. From the beginning to the end, his face looked so calm. It seemed that everything was under his control.
As if under control.
The cocktail jug fell from the sky while spinning rapidly, with a soft bang, and landed smoothly on the table with the bottom facing down. During this whole process, Ji Dong never touched the cocktail jug with his hand. That cocktail jug
The pot is as stable as a nail, not even shaking at all. The control of power has reached the pinnacle.
With a flick of his finger, the cocktail jug was opened. Ji Dong flicked his finger on the cocktail jug, and a wisp of golden-red juice flew out and landed steadily in another clean Haibo glass. This flying
There is very little wine coming out. If you look carefully, you can see that it is exactly one percent of the wine in the shaker.
"Original Sunrise, please." Ji Dong pushed the Haibo cup over.
Surprised, other than surprised, Du Ming was very sure that Ji Dong did not use any magic power during the whole process of mixing drinks. He was also a magician himself, so he could naturally feel it. It was completely controlled by the skills of his hands. The previous one
He made the cocktail shaker spin rapidly in the air, wondering if he could still do it, but the last shot of popping the wine into the glass was something he had never thought about. Still not even a cent was spilled, and it was exactly one percent of the amount.
.Just these two words made Du Ming sweat on his back. Previously, he had to ask others to make drinks. But he couldn't do this simple thing! Could it be that the hundreds of flavors of the ingredients he ordered turned out to be
Really not?
While thinking about it, Du Ming drank the sip of "Sunrise".
The mellow taste, the heat of agave, the perfect coordination of the two juices, and the rich aroma perfectly showcase this sunrise. The taste is actually more mellow than what I made myself. As a six-star bartender,
The son of Dionysus, he understands that the simpler the cocktail, the more powerful it is.
The same ingredients were mixed with different ingredients, and the taste was incalculably different. Although it was only one mouthful, he was certain that only a few people in the bartenders guild could make such a thick sunrise.
Among them was his father, the god of wine, Du Sikan.
Just as he drank the first sip of wine, Ji Dong had already put the lid on the mixing pot again. Without another word, the mixing pot flew up again, and Du Ming was still thinking about the day.
As soon as I smelled it, my eyes were completely attracted by the flying cocktail jug.
It was still spinning, but this time the rotation was completely different from before. The mixing pot was turned upside down by Ji Dong, and the position of the pot lid, above his palm, turned into a cone shape during the rapid rotation. It was dizzying.
, the cocktail kettle has stopped again.
Flicking the wine bottle, there is still a wisp of wine. "Please."
Du Ming picked up the wine glass again, and this time, his expression couldn't help but become even more exciting. The previous mellow taste disappeared, and what came into his mouth was a strong sweet aroma. With the sensitivity of his taste, he could naturally taste it.
It's a complete mixture of the two juices. But why is there no hint of agave flavor?
Cocktails do not have to be wine. Among cocktails, there is a unique type, which is a cocktail that does not give up alcohol. It is made with various fruit juices and ingredients. Therefore, Du Ming must not drink what Ji Dong is giving him now.
This second sip is no longer a cocktail.
Before he had time to think about how Ji Dong did it, the mixing bottle had already flown up for the third time.
"please."
"please."
"please."
"please."
"please."
Every time the mixing bottle flew up and down, and the wine popped out, Du Ming subconsciously picked up the wine glass and drank it. Just as Ji Dong said, these three same materials were mixed by him in thousands of ways.
Changes. Later, Du Ming also vaguely understood Ji Dong's idea. During the preparation process, he combined the three ingredients in different proportions, so that the flavors produced would naturally be different. However,
What kind of exquisite skills are required to achieve this! You must know that all the wine is in this cocktail jug. Well, the excess must be separated to create new combinations and new flavors. There must be no mistakes.
Moreover, no matter how Ji Dong combined these three ingredients, every sip of the cocktail Du Ming drank was so mellow and sweet that he couldn't help but drink it.
This was only supposed to be the amount of a cocktail, and he drank more than a hundred sips in total. However, just such a glass of wine made him drunk. It was not that he was drunk, but his heart was drunk.
Ji Dong's bartending skills, which were simple and complex, were all kinds of strange, yet full of mystery. Every move made him fall deeply into wonderful enjoyment.
The guests at the next tables also focused their attention on this movement. They were all speechless as if they were immobilized. They had never thought that a bartender could do this.
To such an extent, his miraculous skill was worthy of it. The dazzling light emitted from the mixing bottle even caused hallucinations in their sight.
Ji Dong himself was completely immersed in the fun of bartending at this time. He had not bartended like this for a long time. He did not use any magic power and relied entirely on his skills to mix wine. He mixed wine for Lieyan
At that time, because all the emotions would be poured into that glass of wine and the most exquisite skills were used to prepare the top-notch wine, it would not be as enjoyable as it is now.
This bartender of the same wine and various flavors is the absolute foundation of Ji Dong's bartending ability. It is like a mathematician reciting ninety-nine. Calm and freehand, but full of freedom and freedom. There is no need to think at all.
, there is no need to pay attention to anything. Just mix drinks based on feeling.
As Ji Dong's speed became faster and faster, Du Ming didn't even have time to hold the wine glass. Every time Ji Dong said "please", the wisp of wine would fly directly into his mouth.
Finally, the last moment came. Ji Dong stood up suddenly, the chair behind him was bounced by his leg muscles, and he took a step back. At this moment, the whole teahouse seemed to light up, and he couldn't stand it anymore.
No one could see Ji Dong's arm clearly. In an instant, nine haloes of crystal silver wrapped with light red light bloomed in the air.