As soon as Ji Dong heard that he could make hundreds of flavors of the same material by using techniques alone. Du Ming's gaze changed a lot, and his expression became a little cold. "Before I left the Bartenders Guild, I was also a six-star bartender. With only techniques, the same material can only make three or five flavors at most. With techniques alone, even the God of Baccarat Du Sikang could not make so many flavors of the same material. Ji Dong's poor ability is not a problem, but if I am too ambitious and self-righteous, we will not have to continue talking."

Ji Dong smiled slightly, "How do you know that President Du Sikang, the God of Baccarat, cannot use the same materials to make hundreds of flavors?"

Du Ming sneered, "Because, he drove me out just now. He is my father, and only me is the only son. Is this enough to prove me?"

Ji Dong had long guessed his identity, smiled slightly, and said, "I don't want to defend myself. Facts are the best way to prove everything. What President Du Sikang cannot do does not mean that others cannot do it either. Why don't we try it? How about we use this to bet?"

Du Ming frowned, "Betting? I never gamble. I also hate gambling. Gambling can only make people degenerate."

Ji Dong said, "Don't worry, I won't bet with you. Just as I said just now, if I use the same material, 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 take you as my teacher. And vice versa."

Ji Dong looked calm when he spoke. Looking at his eyes, Du Ming could clearly feel the pride and confidence in his bones. Could it be that he really could? No, this is absolutely impossible. How old is he? Although his father is stubborn, he has never been able to do what he said for many years.

Du Ming said: "Okay. Since you are going to bet on this, then I will bet with you. I will not lose much anyway. However, if I win, I don't guarantee that I will accept you as an apprentice. I don't like a bragging person. If you win, there is no doubt that you have no problem as my teacher in the skills of bartending. Are you going to start there?"

Ji Dong pointed to the table in front of him and said, "Let's just be here. You can choose whatever base wine and ingredients you want."

"Should I choose?" Du Ming's eyes became colder when he looked at Ji Dong, as if he was questioning him, you should be arrogant to a certain extent.

Ji Dong flipped his wrist and a crystal mixing pot had appeared in his control. "I have most of the base wines on the market. There are some ingredients. This teahouse should also provide some juice ingredients. You choose." At this time, Ji Dong was no longer just to understand what happened to the Bartenders Guild from Du Ming. After a simple conversation, he had a rough understanding of the young man's persistence in bartending and his own character. With the fire of soul, he looked at people very accurately. Du Ming did not pretend at all during the communication with him. He completely revealed his true nature.

Du Ming slapped the table with his hand, "Okay, let me see if you have any skills to boast about Haikou. Just use standard cocktails: base wine and ingredients from sunrise."

Ji Dong nodded and said, "Please ask the waiter for lemon juice and pomegranate juice. I have agave here."

Du Ming called the waiter and told him not to serve tea first, and to add a cup of freshly squeezed lemon juice and a cup of freshly squeezed pomegranate juice. Of course, the waiter was happy that they changed the drinks. Compared with tea, these two types of juices that were not this season were very expensive.

In a while, two glasses of freshly squeezed juice were served. The light yellow lemon juice and the pomegranate juice like rubies were placed on the table.

Ji Dong took out a bottle of ordinary tequila from the Suzaku bracelet, then took out two tequila glasses for standard cocktails, poured out a little tequila in a tequila glass, moved his fingers lightly, and held the wine glass in his hand and handed it to Du Ming.

Everyone understands people, and Du Ming naturally knows that it was Ji Dong who asked him to taste tequila and see if there was any abnormality.

After taking the wine glass, Du Ming just sniffed it a little and nodded to Ji Dong. He said that there was no problem. He used to be a six-star bartender, but if he couldn't even smell the common base wine like tequila, he wouldn't have to mix it up.

Ji Dong did not start mixing with wine immediately, but stretched out his hands. Two red flames had risen from his palms respectively. The simple fire of Bing burned around his palms, but Ji Dong's expression did not change at all. He cleaned his hands. He was unwilling to waste time washing with water, and the same was true for burning with yang fire.

Seeing the flames rising from Ji Dong's palm and the gaze that gradually became condensed in his eyes, Du Ming's previous anger gradually calmed down. He sat up there, silently watching Ji Dong's movements.

At this time, there are not many people drinking tea in the teahouse, only two or three tables on the second floor. Although the flames on this side attracted attention, it is not too rare for magicians to come here to drink tea. Those who are all nobles with rich backgrounds are no wonder, thinking that it is just young people showing off. They did not cause any riots.

The flames went out, Ji Dong shook his hands, and the temperature on his palm quickly dropped. Then he opened the crystal mixing pot and poured the base wine tequila in first. As the saying goes, seeing Ji Dong pouring wine, Du Ming's gaze suddenly became more serious. Four out of ten agaves, not one more, not one more, and the most rare thing is that there is no drop leaking. When Ji Dong put away the tequila bottle, there was only four out of ten wine.

Next comes five out of ten lemon juice and one out of ten pomegranate juice, which just makes up this standard cocktail: all the ingredients for sunrise.

After covering the bottle cap of the mixing pot, Ji Dong said to Du Ming: "Do you need to check it again?"

Du Ming shook his head and said, "Let's start."

Ji Dong nodded slightly, raised his right hand and pinched the position of the bottle cap of the mixing pot. Just when Du Ming didn't know what he was going to do, suddenly, the mixing pot had already flew up. Or rather, it was thrown up by Ji Dong.

The crystal mixing pot rotated rapidly in the air, even making a whine, and you could clearly see the tequila and the two ingredients merged into one in the rapid rotation of this moment. The mixing pot rotated so quickly that it was breathtaking. It looked like a golden red disc flying in the air.

Seeing this scene, Du Ming had already put away all his contempt. Ji Dong just shook his wrist and squeezed the mixing pot and threw it up. It was completely the power of his fingers and wrists. This was not just because of great power, but because of extremely precise control. He found that the young man named Ji Dong in front of him did not even look up at the mixing pot. From beginning to end, his face was so calm. It seemed that everything was under his control.

The mixing pot fell from the sky while rotating rapidly, with a light bang, just downward, and landed smoothly on the table. During the whole process, Ji Dong did not touch the mixing pot with his hands anymore. The mixing pot was as stable as a nail, and there was not even a swaying point. The control of power can be said to have reached the peak.

With his fingers moved, the mixing pot had been opened. Ji Dong flicked his fingers on the mixing pot, and a strand of golden red juice had flew out and fell steadily into another clean Haibo cup. There was very little wine flying out. If you look closely, you will find that it was exactly one percent of the wine in the mixing pot.

“The original sunrise pushed the Haibo Cup over.

Surprised, besides being surprised or surprised, Du Ming was very sure that Ji Dong had never used a trace of magic during the entire bartender process. He was also a magician. Naturally, he could feel it. It was completely controlled by the skill in his hand. The bartender pot in front was able to rotate rapidly in the air. He asked himself that he could do it, but the last time he made the wine into the glass was something he had never thought about. There was still no sprinkling, and it was exactly one percent of the amount. Just these two points, a layer of cold sweat had already emerged from Du Ming. He had said that he would give some advice on others to mix the bartender. But this simple hand could not do it himself! Could it be that the same ingredients he mentioned were really not good?

While thinking, Du Ming had already drunk that small sip of "sunrise".

The mellow taste, the hot tequila, the perfect coordination of the two kinds of juices, and the rich aroma all perfectly show this cup of sunrise. The taste was even more mellow than what he prepared himself. As a six-star bartender and son of Dionysus, he understood that the simpler the cocktail, the more skilled it was. The same ingredients were made by different people, and the taste was not reasonable. Although there was only a small mouthful, he was sure that in the Bartenders Guild, there were only a few people who could make such a mellow sunrise, including his father Dionysus Du Sikang.

Just as he drank the first sip of wine, Ji Dong had already covered the mixing pot again. Without saying a word of nonsense, the mixing pot had already flew up again. Du Ming was still savoring the smell of sunrise, and his eyes were completely attracted by the flying mixing pot.

It was still rotating, but this time the rotation was completely different from the moment before. The mixing pot was turned upside down by Ji Dong, and the position of the lid was pressed on his palm, and it became a cone in a rapid rotation. In the dazzling and fascinating way, the mixing pot had stopped again.

Flicking the wine bottle, it was still a wisp of wine, "Please."

Du Ming picked up the wine glass again. This time, his face became even more exciting. The mellow taste disappeared, and the sweet fragrance in his mouth was actually a strong smell. With his taste sensitivity, it could be tasted completely. It was a mixture between the two kinds of juices. But why didn’t there be a trace of agave smell?

Cocktails do not necessarily have to be wine. Among cocktails, there is a unique type, which is alcohol-free cocktails. They are made of various juices and ingredients. Therefore, Du Ming must not say that the second sip that Ji Dong gave him now is not a cocktail.

Before he could think about how Ji Dong did it, the bartender had already flown up for the third time.

"please."

"please."

"please."

"please."

"please."

...

Every time, the mixing pot flew up, fell, and the wine popped up, Du Ming subconsciously picked up the wine glass and drank it. As Ji Dong said, these three same ingredients were made into thousands of changes by him. Later, Du Ming had already vaguely understood Ji Dong's thinking. He combined these three ingredients in different proportions during the mixing process, so the taste produced will naturally be different. However, what kind of exquisite skills are needed to achieve this! You must know that all the wine is in this mixing pot. If you want to separate the excess, you will produce a new combination and a new taste. There must be no mistake.

Moreover, no matter how Ji Dong combined these three ingredients, every sip of cocktail Du Ming drank was so mellow and sweet that he could not extricate himself.

This was originally just a cocktail. He drank more than a hundred sips in total, but just one glass of wine had already made him drunk. It was not that people were drunk, but that they were intoxicated.

Ji Dong's bartending technique, which was very simple and complicated, was full of strange and mysterious every time he waved, it made him deeply fall into a wonderful enjoyment.

The guests at the tables next to them were also focused on this place. They were all as if they had been immobilized and could not speak at all. They had never expected that a bartender could do this. The dizzying light emitted from the bartender even caused an illusion in their sight.

Ji Dong was already completely immersed in the fun of bartending. He had not been so happy as he had been doing this for a long time. He did not use any magic, but was using his skills to mix bartenders. When he was mixing for the flames, all his emotions would be poured into that glass of wine and used the most brilliant skills to make top-quality wine, so he would not be as happy as he is now.

This method of mixing wine with a hundred flavors is an absolute basis in Ji Dong's ability to mix bartenders. It is like a mathematician reciting Xiaojiujiu. It is calm and freehand, and full of stretching freedom. There is no need to think about it at all, and there is no need to pay attention to anything. It just relies entirely on the feeling to mix bartenders.

As Ji Dong's speed became faster and faster, Du Ming even had no time to hold the wine glass. Whenever Ji Dong said the word "please", the wisp of wine would pop into his mouth.

Finally, the last moment came, Ji Dong suddenly stood up, the chair behind him was bounced away by his legs, and he took a step back. At this moment, the entire teahouse seemed to be lit up, and no one could see Ji Dong's arms clearly. In an instant, nine pieces of crystal silver halos wrapped in light red light bloomed in the air.

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