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Chapter 609 Bartending

"Thank you for the reception. It's time for me to go back and prepare for the wine tasting session in a few days. I'll let everyone drink better than Rafi and Romantic Coney."

After Zhang Yifeng finished drinking, he planned to leave directly, without any intention of staying.

"Wait a minute, your name is Zhang Yifeng?"

Jin Lisi suddenly spoke.

Zhang Yifeng nodded and said, "What?"

"It's nothing, I just have an interest in you. I want to pursue you." Jin Lisi stuck out her tongue at Zhang Yifeng.

Zhang Yifeng shook his head. Foreigners are really open. Jin Lisi may have the habit of sleeping in Chinese. Unfortunately, Zhang Yifeng is not the kind of person who becomes a lower body animal when she sees a beauty.

"Let's go."

Ignoring Jin Lisi's words, Zhang Yifeng turned around and left.

Jin Lisi looked at Zhang Yifeng's leaving figure and suddenly licked her lips, with a terrifying desire in her eyes.

More than an hour later, Zhang Yifeng returned to the villa. That night, he did not understand the formation, nor did he use spiritual energy to temper his body, but consolidated his cultivation.

I don’t know how many masters there are in Ederson Castle. After consolidating his cultivation, he will continue to take the Yuan Sheng Dan. The stronger his cultivation level, the easier it is to rescue Murong Chong and others.

Of course, before consolidating his cultivation, he sent a message to Whitebeard, indicating that he was safe.

Whitebeard also replied to Zhang Yifeng with a voice message, saying that Murong Chong and the others were still alive.

"What! She's out again. This bastard! Mrs. Ping, why don't you stop him!"

Shortly after consolidating his cultivation level, He Fuming's angry voice came from the hall.

It was obvious that his rebellious daughter sobered up and went out to fool around again.

"I'll go out to find him."

He Fuming said, then drove to find He Hua himself.

Poor parents in the world.

Shaking his head, Zhang Yifeng continued to consolidate his cultivation. This was the matter between He Fuming and his daughter, and it had nothing to do with him.

Around late at night, noise came from the hall. He Fuming found He Hua and forced He Hua back.

The father and daughter almost came back all the way.

"Enough, you made me lose face in front of my friends. You don't have to worry about me anymore, and I don't need you to care about you!"

"Your friend? What kind of friends are your group? What else can they do besides eating, drinking and having fun? I think there are a few people in it who are addicts. You'd better be careful not to be taken off the line."

"What's wrong with the addict? The addict can't have friends? Besides, if I were led by them, I would have been led by them long ago. They ate their ecstasy and I drink my wine, what's wrong with that?"

"You... There is an old Chinese saying that you often walk by the river, so how can you not wet your shoes? The so-called "those who are close to red are red and close to ink are black!"

"I don't understand what you said, I don't understand. In short, I hate you, it's better not to worry about me in the future. Hasn't your illegitimate son come? He lacks fatherly love than me for so many years. You give him love, I don't need it!"

There was a clang.

The door was closed, and it was probably He Hua who entered his bedroom. Then the villa became quiet.

The night passed quickly, and at 10 o'clock the next day, someone finally brought the medicinal materials Zhang Yifeng needed.

Zhang Yifeng got the medicinal materials and quickly told He Fuming that he wanted to go back to his room to serve wine. Don’t disturb him, and don’t call him to eat.

At this time, in the room, Zhang Yifeng started to cook all the medicinal materials in a certain proportion.

It takes a long time for others to make wine, but they are different. As long as they mix the appropriate mixing liquid, a drop of liquid can change the quality of the entire wine.

Although wine is two types of wine and Chinese liquor, as long as it is wine, it has the same place. Zhang Yifeng only needs to mix the taste to match the wine.

This is simple to say, but not easy to do.

Two hours later, Zhang Yifeng prepared the first batch of mixing liquid. He filled the table with cups and poured each of the different series of wines taken out from Dax Manor.

Then add the mixing liquid one by one.

Then he tasted it one by one, and he wanted to know which product his mixing liquid was suitable for.

Unfortunately, after tasting all the wine, he didn't satisfy him. Although the taste of many wines has been improved to a higher level, it would be a dream to surpass Rafi and Romantic Connie.

Zhang Yifeng was not slacking off. After pouring out the nutrient solution, he started to prepare it according to the proportions.

After repeated trials, he will always make the nutrient solution with the most suitable proportion, which is not only sweet and delicious, but also rich in various flavors such as sweet, sweet, bitter and spicy. Drinking a glass of wine is like savoring a person's life.

This kind of wine is called good wine!

If you are good wine, you taste life. If you are drunk, you will see life drunk.

Zhang Yifeng's trouble was a day and a night, and he was not satisfied with all the proportions, although the wine he prepared now was considered an international wine.

But, if you want to do it, do your best! Nowadays, wine can only be comparable to Rafite and Romantic Connie, and you cannot decide the outcome in one sip.

Zhang Yifeng knew that he was missing something. The little thing that was almost the most precious thing, the soul that the whole wine should have.

Just as Zhang Yifeng was thinking hard, the sound of kicking the door came, which scared Zhang Yifeng.

Zhang Yifeng used his spiritual sense to investigate and found that it was He Hua who was kicking the door outside.

"Open the door!"

He Hua seemed to be drunk again, and I don’t know if he was drinking outside or alone at home.

Zhang Yifeng put down the work at hand and opened the door.

He Hua was so drunk that he didn't know how much wine he drank alone.

"Tell me, how much money do you want! You left my dad!"

Before Zhang Yifeng could speak, He Hua spoke straight to the point.

Zhang Yifeng was stunned: "What do you mean?"

"What do I mean? Why are you so annoying? Since I was a child, I have not felt much fatherly love, so I became rebellious and became contrary to my father in everything. The purpose is to make him notice my existence and make him realize that he has a child!"

"But why, my father finally started to pay attention to me and began to care about my life. Why do you show up? I have to separate my father's love to give me after he finally gave me. Isn't you just asking for money? I promise you that I will give you a lot of money every year, and I can give you more than half of my father's property in the future, but don't come and grab my father's hobbies with me? Is it good or not?"

He Hua was a little hysterical. Perhaps because she drank too much wine, she finally spoke her mentality.

The reason why she was rebellious and did not listen to He Fuming was because she felt that only when she did this could He Fuming show her concern for her.

This kind of personality emerged because he did not receive the care of his father when he was a child, which formed a more extreme view of thought.
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