Chapter 3 (1/2)

Mr. Yang glanced at him. How could he not understand the bar owner's thoughts? He said with a smile, ”well, my little friend, do you have any good suggestions. If you are right, this gold coin will be yours. ” He also did not see how to pose, a golden gold coin has fallen on the table. You know, the most famous flame burning passion bar cocktail, a cup is just a gold coin. This gold coin is enough to meet the needs of a three member civilian's home in the city of fire for a month.

However, to our surprise, the little beggar did not look at the gold coin, raised his hand to the central bar and said haughtily, ”if you want to drink a cup of real fire, let me go there and give me the ingredients I need.”

”Can you mix wine?” The owner of the bar and Yang Lao asked with one voice. The waiters nearby even chuckled in disdain. You know, bartender this profession is very popular in the South fire empire. But without the accumulation of time, how can you become an excellent bartender. This little beggar's words can only make people feel that he is talking about dreams.

Yang Lao's look became serious, ”children, honesty is the most important character of life, do you understand?”

The owner of the bar was relieved at this time. In his mind, he was just a bragging beggar, not a supporter of other bars.

The little beggar carried his hands behind him and said coldly, ”why don't you let the facts speak?”

Old Yang frowned and said, ”can you really make a better cocktail than this burning flame?”

A angry light flashed in the eyes of the little beggar and said in a loud voice, ”if I can't, I will give you my life.”

Looking at the anger in the eyes of the little beggar, Yang Lao was suddenly surprised to feel an unquestionable strong self-confidence and unquestionable pride from his small body. It was clear that he was just a little beggar at the bottom. Where did his self-confidence come from?

At this time, what happened here has attracted many people's attention, and the words of the little beggars have also aroused the interest of many drinkers. Someone's already shouting. Let him try.

The owner of the bar regained his elegance, bent down, bowed his head in Yang Lao's ear and said, ”let him have a try.”

Old Yang nodded slightly and said to the little beggar, ”I hope you can surprise me. Boss Zhao, give him the ingredients he needs. I'll pay for the expenses. ”

Zhao boss flatter smile way: ”also can't use what, how can let you spend money.” Wave your hand and signal the waiter to take the little beggar.