Two male waiters came over with their things in their arms, and one of them was holding a small wooden wine barrel, which should have been cleaned, and the wooden barrel looked wet. One holds a wooden tray with six fist-sized ice cubes and fresh mint leaves. The cool and fresh feeling drifts to the bar before people come to you.
Zhao Ji sniffed, subconsciously wanting to inhale more mint aroma.
The bartender beckoned them to put things on the bar. The other male and female waiters had nothing to do, so they all gathered around to watch the bartender make iced mint water.
Zhao Ji also opened his eyes wide.
The bartender first wiped off the water inside the wooden barrel, then took out a small cup, opened the stone box made of marble, and scooped up the contents with a small silver spoon. It was a dark green paste. The bartender said to other onlookers: "This is the concentrate of mint. It cannot be eaten directly. You only need to add a little to the prepared drink to have a strong mint flavor. Of course, if you put it in a barrel, you need to put more. The specific amount needs to be determined by yourself.”
The other waiters nodded yes, it seems that the bartender has some status in the most famous local tavern.
The bartender mixed the mint concentrate with water in a small cup, and a choking smell spread, as if someone squeezed grass into juice and poured it into the nose.
By the way, the bartender poured a lot of water into the small wooden barrel, put the fresh mint leaves in, and stirred them with a spoon, "It is best to use fresh mint leaves. .”
The waiters continued to nod yes.
The bartender poured the diluted mint concentrate into the barrel and continued to stir, then poured a little spirit that had been put aside before into the barrel and continued to stir.
The scent of mint in the air near the bar was no longer pungent, but refreshing. Everyone took a deep breath, as if they could live another year with just one breath.
Finally, the bartender puts six ice cubes into the barrel one by one, and the ice cubes float on the mint water like polar icebergs.
The bartender took out a small copper barrel lid from under the bar. He put the lid on the small wooden barrel, carefully checked the seams, shook the small wooden barrel, and saw that no water seeped out, he nodded, then rubbed the gemstone on the left earlobe with his right index finger and thumb, and then said a sentence silently Then, he tapped the small wooden barrel lightly with his index finger. There was a sound of water swaying in the small wooden barrel, and it stopped for a moment. There was a low cry from the onlookers.
Zhao Ji didn't expect that when he bought a drink, he would meet someone using supernatural power.
"Okay, hurry up and drink it before the ice melts. Remember to return the barrel to our tavern after drinking." The bartender told Zhao Ji. The other waiters dispersed at this time, each doing their own work.
Zhao Ji nodded, and reached out to pick up the small wooden barrel. Hehe! It's still a little heavy, and if he hasn't healed from his injuries a few months ago, he might not be able to hug him.
Zhao Ji walked out of the "Wharton's Full Belly" step by step with the small wooden bucket in his arms, and walked slowly to the shadow of the gate opening at the gate of the city.
The guards were listlessly leaning against the wall, but they were pleasantly surprised to see Zhao Ji approaching with the barrel in his arms.
The middle-aged guard with a two-handed sword on his back took the wooden barrel in Zhao Ji's hand, held it with one hand, and opened an opening on the copper lid of the wooden barrel with the other hand.
The four guards all looked at Zhao Ji, Zhao Ji touched his nose and said, "Hey, it's iced mint water for everyone." He pointed to the tavern on the other side of the city gate square.
"Are you really inviting us?" the middle-aged guard asked.
"Of course, I really need a way to hunt slime monsters."
"Slime monsters are trivial things, come on, everyone, try them all." After the middle-aged guard finished speaking, he took out the water bottle pinned to his waist with his right hand, opened the water bottle, and poured the clear water inside on the surrounding stone slabs. The other three guards also took out their own kettles and sprinkled water around in the same way, pouring water and cooling down the surrounding area.
The middle-aged guard poured a little less for everyone first. When pouring water, the sound of ice cubes hitting each other in the barrel sounds crisp and cool. UU reading www.uukanshu.com
"Gudong, Gudong Gudong."
The air in the city gate was filled with the fragrance of mint. Every guard squinted his eyes and opened his mouth slightly, with a shocked and relaxed expression on his face.
After recovering, everyone asked for some more, begging the middle-aged guard to pour more.
"I want to drink some too, let me relieve the fever." Seeing the guards like this, Zhao Ji also wanted to taste what this tasted like, and how it compared with those drinks from the previous life.
The middle-aged guard handed Zhao Ji his water bottle and said, "You can use mine."
Zhao Ji took the wooden kettle and took a big gulp.
It is like an iceberg approaching from the extreme north, and it is also like flowers and plants blooming in spring.
It's like the roar of a glacier in a high mountain, just like a clear spring flowing at the bottom of a mountain.
It's like a thunderstorm falling in summer, but it's like a frozen stream spreading in winter.
It is the nourishment of spring and the fall of spring rain, and the taste of rich fruits in autumn.
Zhao Ji was in a trance for a while, as if he had seen the world in the documentary of his last life, and seemed to recall the taste of his hometown. Although it was not sweet and not his favorite taste, Zhao Ji still gulped down the rest.
"Ugh~~heh~~~" With a contented voice, Zhao Ji handed the water bottle to the middle-aged guard, and then sat down against the wall.
The middle-aged guard took his water bottle and quickly poured it into it. When it was full, he covered the water bottle tightly and hung it on his belt. He planned to take it home after his shift change in the evening, and give his wife and children a taste of this wonderful drink.
The middle-aged guard handed less than half of the small wooden barrel to other guards. Turning around and squatting down, he said to Zhao Ji: "Tell me, what information do you want to know about the slime monster? Everyone will tell you what they know."