Different from the snow-white body all over, the centaur woman's horse hooves were black and shiny, like exquisite high heels, making a soft clicking sound when stepping on the wooden floor of the bar.
Her eyes fell on the black sword on the wall, which was dropped by the Headless Horseman when he first caused trouble in the store. Elise later hung it on the wall as a decoration.
"Hey, isn't this that perverted big sword?" She seemed to recognize the sword and said in surprise.
That pervert?
Lin Ge was moved in his heart and asked: "Does the guest know the owner of this sword?"
Ms. Centaur walked to the bar. Her waist was just above the bar. There was a thin silver chain around her smooth waist.
"Of course I know her." Ms. Centaur raised her lips. "I heard that she was repaired by your people, so I came here to take a look."
The centaur woman looked around the store, her cold eyes sweeping over Lanya, who was sitting on a chair in the corner watching TV and seemed not to notice her coming in. She then moved away from Linger's face, and finally locked on Elise.
"You were the one who beat her away, right?"
Elise raised her face slightly: "That's right, are you here to avenge her?"
The centaur girl let out a sweet laugh: "Revenge? I wish she would be beaten to death, but it seems your strength is not enough."
She shook her head, seeming regretful.
"What doesn't kill her will only make her feel better. It's such a pity."
Elise hummed, very unconvinced.
"If I can find the real head of that pervert, see if I can blow it up."
"Oh, I'm looking for her head too, but she hides it too deep."
Elise glanced at the centaur girl's body and suddenly showed a strange expression.
"You are that perverted war horse, right? Why does it sound like you want her to die? Isn't she your master?"
"Master?" A layer of frost seemed to appear on the Centaur woman's face, and her tone was cold, "She is just a despicable and shameless pervert."
She didn't seem to want to say more on this topic, so she said instead: "Since this is a tavern, give me a drink."
Finally got to the point.
Ringer perked up slightly and asked, "What flavor does the guest like?"
"Anything will do."
Linge glanced at the centaur girl. If he only looked at her upper body, there was no doubt that she was very beautiful, and she was the kind of noble and cool lady-like beauty. Her perfect figure was like a sculpture of a beauty god, and her cool temperament was as high as Gao's. Unreachable snowy peaks.
"What's wrong? Why are you staring at me? Come and serve me the bar." Ms. Ma said calmly.
Elise whispered contempt from the side: "Please put away your perverted eyes and don't scare away the guests who finally came."
The centaur girl smiled tremblingly and said: "I don't mind, but can you please wait and see after serving the wine?"
Ringer said: "Sorry, I was just thinking about which wine is more suitable for the guest's temperament."
"Is there any result?"
Ringer smiled and said, "Please wait a moment."
Then he told Elise: "Get a bottle of dry gin, a bottle of Cointreau, and two clean lemons."
Elise wrinkled her nose and quickly prepared the materials Ringer needed and placed them in front of him.
A bottle of dry gin, a bottle of Cointreau, and two lemons still stained with water.
Lin Ge nodded with satisfaction. As expected of a spider, the more hands and feet he has, the faster he can do things.
Cointreau is a white orange peel wine. Its name comes from its founder Edward Cointreau. It is a fruit liqueur in prepared wine. It is often drunk before and after meals. It is the best orange peel wine among orange peel wines. Brand evaluation: sweet and rich, with obvious citrus aroma.
"A cocktail glass."
Elise puffed up her cheeks, took another cocktail glass, and placed it in front of Ringer.
Ringer skillfully used entry-level water and ice magic to create pure ice cubes. Some of the smaller ice cubes fell into the cocktail glass to pre-ice it, while the rest was still floating in front of him.
"Open the bottle."
Elise grinded her shiny teeth and opened the two bottles of wine. She was obviously very unhappy, but she just couldn't refuse Ringer's request. This feeling of physical and mental contradiction made her unable to stop.
Once she learns his skills, she will drive him out, she comforted herself in her mind.
Ringer didn't notice the change in Elise's expression, or he didn't care at all. When mixing drinks, he only had wine in his eyes, not women.
He used entry-level wind magic to form an invisible cocktail jug in front of him. After sucking in the ice cubes floating aside, the crystal clear wine in the two bottles flew out from the mouth of the bottle and fell into this invisible mixing bottle. In a cocktail shaker.
35 ml dry gin, 10 ml Cointreau.
Then the lemon in the porcelain plate suddenly flew up and was cut by two small cross-shaped wind blades. The eight petals of the fruit formed a circle and flew up in a circle, concentrating on the mixture of wine and ice cubes.
As if being suddenly squeezed by an invisible force, the pulp began to deform. The squeezed fresh lemon juice dripped into the crystal mixture. After 15 ml of juice was squeezed out, the semi-dry pulp fell back onto the plate.
The Centaur woman stared curiously at Ringer and the group in front of him.
"What are you doing?"
"Bartending."
Ringer replied calmly and began to control the rotation of the mixture in front of him. The rapidly rotating mixture of ice and wine presented a white chaos.
After the three liquids were perfectly mixed together, Ringer asked Elise to pour out the ice cubes in the cocktail glass, and then separated a white line of wine into the glass.
The wine in the cup is white and slightly transparent, like a pure and glamorous lady.
Ringer gently pushed the wine glass in front of the centaur woman.
"A cup of White Lady, please."
The centaur girl's ice-blue eyes had already shown strong interest, she picked up the wine glass and brought it to her lips.
The cold liquid in the mouth is refreshing and pleasant, with the sourness of lemon, the sweetness and richness of Cointreau, the spiciness of dry gin, and the complex taste reaching a perfect balance, leaving endless aftertaste.
As the wine entered her throat, a warmth arose in her cold body, which appeared on her delicate skin with an alluring color. Her body, which was like an ice sculpture, was also cast in a warm tone.
She closed her eyes and felt the long-lost warmth. She opened her lips slightly and breathed evenly. Her chest rose and fell slightly, and the white ponytail behind her swayed comfortably.
Elise looked at the centaur girl's expression of enjoyment, turned her head, and asked Ringer in a low voice: "Why does everyone show that expression after drinking your wine."
Ringer was like a master chef admonishing his young apprentice, saying sincerely: "Remember, bartending is not just about memorizing recipes and practicing techniques, but also working hard. This is the most important thing.
Only wine made with care can touch the hearts of guests and bring them the ultimate experience of physical and mental pleasure. "
Elise's two heroic eyebrows knitted together. To her, it was as if she hadn't said anything.
Talking about touching the customer's heart, she is not a mind-reading succubus, so how can she know what the hell is going on in the customer's mind.
Why don't you just work as a waiter and maybe beat the customers for fun.
