"Mr. Fengyuan, is your wine price a bit expensive?"

"Is there any? I think the price is quite appropriate." Fengyuan Qingsi glanced at the price list and didn't care.

Amuro Toru didn't care about the price of the wine. After all, this person doesn't look like a person who is short of money no matter how much he looks. Not to mention the valuable suit he wears every time, the villa he lives in is not something that ordinary people can afford.

Opening a tavern is obviously a pastime for rich people, and it is not for making money.

On the first day of the new store opening, not only did it not have any discounts, but no waiters were seen. The only few guests were drinking and chatting on their own, and they didn’t even see the food.

This is really too far from a normal tavern.

"What do you want to drink?" Kiyoshi Toyoto pointed to Kogoro Mori's wine row at the back row. The wine rack was filled with wine, and various types of wine bottles were placed on the rack, reflecting colorful light under the light.

Kogoro Mouri's eyes searched on the wine rack, but in the end he chose the local sake.

There is a price limit for the reception voucher. It costs less than the price. After reading it, it is the cheapest to make sake.

"Do you have some food here?"

"No." Fengyuan Kiyoshi shook his head.

His hobby is to mix bartenders, and as for serving wine, it’s troublesome.

"Why don't you make a drink?" Kogoro Mouri was very confused. What's the point of drinking without a drink menu?

"Because I can't be busy alone." Fengyuan Kiyoshi smiled and gave a very reasonable reason.

“Although there is no food in the store, you can bring your own.”

What can Kogoro Mouri do? Are you going out to buy it now? He is too lazy to leave...

He took the wine pot and joined the chatting team of wine friends over there. There were several tables where the wine was served, and he was going to go and have some food.

Amuro sat on the bar stool in front of the bar and held one hand against the bar.

"Just drink the bar I mentioned last time." Kiyoshi Toyoto used a questioning tone, but there was no intention of asking in his words.

Toru Amuro did not refuse.

When he talked about wine last time, he talked about how to drink whiskey and asked him specifically what wine he liked.

Bourbon Gabit, he hasn't tried it yet.

Bit took out an old piece of ice from the freezer behind, put on gloves and started chiseling ice hockey. His movements were quick, and the ice chips splashed under his hands, and a ball was chiseled out in a short while.

He put the ice puck into the transparent glass in front of him and rotated the ice cup. A trace of cold air emerged from the ice puck, dyeing the wall of the cup with a layer of white mist.

He took a bottle of bourbon from the wine rack at the back, swung it behind him, and took it with his other hand, poured the wine into the shaking vessel in front of him from his shoulder.

Afterwards, he picked up the bitter wine on the shelf and dripped two drops into it.

He put the lid on and started to shake, his movements were powerful and beautiful, which made people pleasing to the eye.

Amuro looked at him with his head in a bartender. He had a faint smile on his face and his expression was focused. The bartender movements were smooth and beautiful, and were extremely ornamental.

Even with white hair on his head, his bartending technique was not at all unfamiliar, and his movements of receiving the wine bottle were still quick, accurate and ruthless.

It is hard to imagine that this person is already in his 50s.

Fengyuan Kiyoshi poured the mixed wine into the wine glass, and the amber wine flowed down from the gap between the ice hockey and the glass.

He drew a piece of green lemon slices on the wine glass and pushed it in front of Amuro Tsuki.

“Try it.”

He carefully wiped the water stains on his hands, and then looked at Amuro with a little expectation.

Amuro picked up the wine glass and looked at it, taking a sip.

The cold wine bloomed on the tip of his tongue, which was different from the Bourbon he usually drank. It was indeed much richer in layering as he said.

It was obviously bitter wine, but after adding it, it diluted the original astringent taste of whiskey, and even a hint of sweetness in Bourbon was suppressed.

"Very good." Toro Amuro praised.

Kiyoshi Toyoto smiled gently, turned around and took a bottle of Grey Goose Vodka from the wine rack. The Grey Goose Vodka bottle was snow-white, and the wine body was also solid color like water.

He took out a frozen cup, poured half a cup and pushed it in front of Amuroto.

Anmuro's eyes flashed slightly, and he looked up at him in confusion.

"Have you ever drunk the gray goose?"

"No."

"That's right, you can try it."

Fengyuan Qingsi smiled elegantly, and was dressed in a suit that was decent and noble. Every move had the elegant temperament of an aristocrat of the old era.

It was clearly in the tavern, but looking at the person behind the bar, Toru Amuro felt like he was in a high-end restaurant and was attending a luxurious banquet.

"Grey Goose vodka is known as the best vodka with a soft texture. Although it is also a strong wine, it has a smooth entrance and a unique flavor."

Under his eyes, Amuro picked up the cup, sniffed the fragrance of the wine in the cup, and then took a sip.

After a brief attempt, Toru Amuro put the cup back to its original place.

"I don't like it very much."

Fengyuan Qingsi seemed not surprised by this, and felt a little regretful in his brows, "Many people I know don't like gray goose very much."

He picked up the cup and poured the wine from the cup into the sink casually. Then he washed the cup, wiped the cup with a handkerchief, and placed it on the cup holder next to it.

Fengyuan Kiyoshi sighed, "It's just a pity..."

"What a pity?" Toru Amuro took over the conversation at the right time.

"A bottle of gray goose that I have treasured for a long time broke some time ago."

Amuro frowned, a little puzzled, "It's broken? What's going on?"

"When the car was transported here, I had a car accident and the car overturned." Fengyuan Qingsi smiled, as if he just mentioned it casually, saying regret, but he didn't care too much.

Amuro looked up at him, and he smiled slightly, as if he was just talking about a bottle of wine.

He smiled, "It cannot be restored even if it breaks, so I can only be careful next time."

Amuro picked up the cup of modified bourbon. Because it was winter, the ice hockey melted very slowly. Even though they had just talked so much, the ice hockey still maintained its original size.

His injuries have not healed yet, so he shouldn't have drunk alcohol, but it doesn't matter if he drinks a little bit.

This Fengyuan Kiyoshi was really interested in it. What was he hinting at?

Why do you have to tell him so much?

The gray goose is dead?

He did not hear about Grey Goose for a while.

However, he doesn't go to the base often, and he has no contact with him, so he has never paid attention to the news about Grey Goose.

Maybe you can ask Belmode for information on this when you go back later.

"Do you have any wine you like?" Amuro asked curiously.

Fengyuan Qingsi raised his eyes slightly, reached out and waved his hand. The black cat lying beside him slowly walked to his hand and rubbed his palm.

“I like bitter wine.”

"Is it bitt?"

Fengyuan Kiyoshi did not nod or deny it.

"What do you think of absinthe? It's also a bitter wine."

"I don't like the smell of fennel, it's too pungent."

"What about gin?"
Chapter completed!