C11 Spell of the Bartender

In Zhang Youbin's definition, a happy wine was a cocktail that made people happy from the moment they received the wine and made them happy from the moment they drank it.

This was not only Zhang Youbin's specialty, it was also Seventh Sister's favorite drink since she grew up with him.

In Zhang Youbin's eyes, alcohol could not only numb a person, but if he mastered it well, he could also hypnotize a person.

Many of the cocktails, carefully concocted by him, had a different form of hypnosis, some of them reminiscent of the person one loved most in one's heart, some of them reminiscent of the worst of the past, and some of the ones that reminded one of the happiest days of memory.

Zhang Youbin picked up the wine mixing tools and started to mix wine for Chen Yan. At this moment, Chen Yan and her three best friends were staring at Zhang Youbin as if they couldn't believe that this man really knew how to mix wine.

In Zhang Youbin's hands, the mixing pot was like a dancing bee. It was so fast that one could only see a shadow. Just from the way he shook the mixing pot, it was obvious that he had a deep background.

Seeing that Zhang Youbin was quite adept at mixing the wine jugs, the short-haired girl next to Chen Yan was dumbfounded. She couldn't help but lovestruck and whispered to the other girls, "This man is so handsome, so good at MAN!" "Be it when you're drinking wine or when you're mixing wine, you're so handsome that you'll fall apart!"

The other two girls nodded in agreement. However, Chen Yan frowned and pouted, "Can you not be so infatuated? What's the point of looking at a man's appearance and some fancy tricks? "

The short-haired woman chuckled and said happily, "Yan, you're prejudicing against me. Can you tell me how I offended you?"

Thinking about this question, Chen Yan's heart was set ablaze. How did she offend him? He had almost seen all of himself, was this not considered so?

However, how could she have the face to say such words to let a third person know?

At the same time, Zhang Youbin had already focused all of his attention on the mixing cup in front of him. He was proficient in all kinds of drinks and had a deep understanding of them.

First, using alcohol to make the taster forget her original mood, then she was like a piece of white paper. At this time, Zhang Youbin could make her have a lot of different feelings according to his own idea.

A cup of wine filled with happiness. First, it had to look good, and anyone who looked at it would like it. From the color of the wine alone, one would be able to feel happy, and that was the same as giving her a direction to be happy.

Then, he used a special mixture of taste and feeling to let her mind head in the direction he had indicated.

Zhang Youbin's glass of wine was mainly made of orange, because orange could subconsciously make people joyful, so this cocktail had a total of three layers of colors, and orange took up a large part of the center. The lower layer was light red, the upper layer was transparent, and on the distinct third layer were a few drops of blue kumquats.

A piece of lemon slice was quickly carved by Zhang Youbin with a knife into a cute baby face and inserted into the wall of the wine cup. It was sparkling, transparent, gorgeous and gorgeous.

"Oh, okay." Zhang Youbin handed over the gorgeous wine cup.

Chen Yan's eyes were filled with love as she received the letter. She exclaimed in shock, "So beautiful!"

Zhang Youbin looked at his childish expression and said calmly, "You need people to feel the wine. Drink it slowly and dissolve yourself in the wine. Then you will feel happy."

Chen Yan asked in disbelief, "Really?"

With that, she stared at the wine cup in her hand and softly said, "But I can't bear to drink it."

Zhang Youbin smiled and said, "Drink it. If you like it, I'll make another glass for you."

Chen Yan probed, "Then I'll drink it?"

"Drink it."

Chen Yan suddenly shouted at the top of her lungs, "If you want me to drink so much, then what are you doing in there?"

Zhang Youbin suddenly became angry and smiled bitterly: "You've been watching the entire process, what can I do?"

Chen Yan had a look of disbelief on her face. "Who knows if drinking a certain type of alcohol inside will have that effect?"

Zhang Youbin asked, "What effect?"

"Nothing." Feeling a little embarrassed, Chen Yan quickly changed the topic and said, "Let me try it."

The transparent liquid on the first level contained the smell of soda pop. It was mixed with a faint aroma of alcohol, which was slightly numb and cool. The alcohol entered his stomach and burned perfectly.

The second level was the most carefully crafted. All kinds of alcohol for different uses were prepared by Zhang Youbin, and along with his own special technique, the wine turned into a viscous shape. It had a smooth texture like egg white, and along with a few drops of the faintly discernible taste of the blueberry fruit, Chen Yan felt as if she was being blown by the wind.

The last layer had the feel of the finishing touch. It was slightly hot and had the fragrance of fresh fruits mixed in. It made people feel excited as they would open all the pores on their body. That feeling was hard to describe simply by relying on words.

Chen Yan closed her eyes to enjoy the last layer of comfort. All the wine in her stomach reacted, making her feel intoxicated. She couldn't help but recall many happy memories. Coupled with the previous few feelings, Chen Yan was lost.

After a few minutes, Chen Yan slowly opened her eyes. She stared at Zhang Youbin with a peculiar glint in her eyes and said, "I still want it."

Zhang Youbin put away the wine set with a faint smile and said, "The key to happiness isn't brought by alcohol. It's your own. You shouldn't drink too much of this wine, it's limited supply."

Chen Yan couldn't help but retract her previous underestimation of Zhang Youbin as she praised, "This goblet of wine makes me feel like I was a kid again. How did you do it?"

Zhang Youbin mysteriously blinked his eyes. He snapped his right finger and said calmly, "This is the magic of a bartender."

When the other three women saw that Chen Yan had been convinced, they were even more surprised. The short-haired woman blurted out, "Handsome, can you give each of us a cup?"

"Sure." Zhang Youbin smiled and said, "Wait a moment, I'll transfer it to you guys."