"Boss, try this drink I made and tell me how it tastes." Qi Zhixi made a cocktail, brought it to Liu Shichu, and looked at her expectantly.
Liu Shichu picked up the wine glass and took a sip. The first feeling was sour, sweet and spicy. After the spiciness, the extremely mellow taste of wine came. In the end, when the smell of wine faded, it became refreshing and delicious.
"Very good, the taste is coming out." Liu Shichu praised honestly, "It seems that you have a talent for mixing cocktails."
The expectation on Qi Zhixi's face instantly turned into joy. He smiled so hard that his eyes curved and the dimples on his cheeks were deeply exposed: "Really? I'm so happy to get your recognition."
Liu Shichu smiled and said, "The color is also very beautiful, everyone will like it."
Liu Shichu was right. The upper layer of the wine mixed by Qi Zhixi was a refreshing sky blue, fresh and bright, while the middle layer was orange-yellow, which was the color of sweet orange wine, bright and warm, forming a sharp contrast with the cold blue color on the top; and the bottom layer was white and transparent, crystal clear, and pleasing to the look.
These three colors are not divided into three layers rigidly and clearly, but are intertwined into irregular shapes. You are in me and I am in you. It is beautiful and cute. If you hold it up and shake it, you can seem to see a rainbow.
In order to make the cocktail more romantic, Liu Shichu specially bought glass cups, which were still very precious at that time, to serve it, because only transparent glass cups can people clearly appreciate the color of the cocktail.
Many guests who come to the tavern, even if they don't drink, feel that their trip is worthwhile just by looking at the dreamy liquor that is prepared. This is no longer just wine, but has become an art, the art of wine.
"I shook it for a long time to get it like this. There are only three colors, which is still too few. It would be more beautiful if more colors were added." Qi Zhixi looked at the glass of wine and said with some regret, "My skills are still not good enough. I have to keep practicing."
Seeing that the employee was so self-conscious, Liu Shichu didn't need her to say anything more and could only encourage her: "Then work hard." She put down the wine glass and suddenly saw a piece of paper under the wine jar in front of her, which seemed to have words written on it.
She pulled out the paper curiously and found that it contained the recipe for a cocktail.
"Who wrote the words on this paper? They are so well written!" Liu Shichu exclaimed. These words are written in an elegant and cold manner, like flowing clouds and running water, with a sense of leisure and ease, as if they have the owner's unrestrained demeanor. They are already excellent handwriting in their own way.
When Qi Zhixi heard her words, he smiled even brighter and said, "I wrote it. Do you think my handwriting is good?"
Liu Shichu nodded: "Of course, I guess you have practiced before. No wonder you said before that you make a living by selling calligraphy and paintings. It turns out that your calligraphy is so good. No wonder you can support yourself by calligraphy and paintings. Then I think your paintings are also very good? To be able to practice good calligraphy and painting in a difficult environment, you must have worked very hard, right?"
Qi Zhixi's eyes flashed and passing through a little guilty conscience. He touched his nose and said, "OK, OK, after all, my father is a talented talent. He taught me to write and draw.
"He did it for your own good. Look, you can make a living by selling calligraphy and paintings. He is quite foresighted." Liu Shichu joked.
Suddenly, she had an idea and said, "Since your handwriting is so good, why don't you write the wine names and wine list in the store? When you have free time, you can write a few big words and hang them on the wall. I'm sure many people will appreciate them."
Qi Zhixi smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll show you my ugly face." He agreed immediately.
Liu Shichu did what he said and immediately asked someone to bring paper and pen, and took out the wine list and the names of the wines for Qi Zhixi to copy down.
Qi Zhixi sat on the chair with his back straight, lowered his head, picked up the pen, and began to write on the paper.
As soon as he picked up the pen, his aura seemed to change, the smile on his face faded, and his eyes, which were usually full of smiles, became serious. He sat upright with his head down and wrote, the tip of the pen moving on the paper like a dragon flying and a phoenix dancing, and one elegant and vivid word after another flowed out from the tip of the pen like flowing water.
Qi Zhixi's movements were graceful and elegant, as if he could write such beautiful characters effortlessly. At this moment, he had completely become a gentleman with elegant temperament.
Some people can burst out with dazzling charm when they are doing what they are best at and what they are most confident about. Qi Zhixi is one of them. Liu Shichu immediately knew that even though he worked as a waiter and then as a bartender apprentice, he was still a scholar at heart, and writing was his nature.
Although he said that he came to work in the tavern to repay his gratitude, Liu Shichu now realized that his tavern could not keep this person forever. Even if he said that he was happy to work here, gold is destined to shine.
"Please write me a couple of calligraphy pieces, write the big characters 'Enjoy poetry and wine while you're young', I'll hang them in the lobby for everyone to enjoy." Liu Shichu said with a smile. While Qi Zhixi is here, and before he becomes famous, he should leave as many of his calligraphy works as possible. Maybe they will be very valuable in the future, Liu Shichu thought secretly.
"Enjoy poetry and wine while you are young?" Qi Zhixi stopped writing when he heard this. He couldn't help but think about it. After a while, he sighed, "What a good saying. Where did it come from? Who wrote it?"
"It's from Su Shi's poem. How come? Haven't you heard of it?" Liu Shichu asked in confusion. Su Shi is so famous, and Qi Zhixi is a scholar, how could he not know him
"Who is Su Shi? What poems did he write? I have never read his masterpieces. Am I ignorant?" Qi Zhixi immediately doubted his own knowledge.
Liu Shichu suddenly remembered that there was no Tang poetry or Song lyrics in the history of this dynasty, nor any Tang or Song ancestors. The history was different, and it was obvious that Su Shi did not exist in this era.
"Su Shi is a lyricist. He may not be very famous. I just read his lyric by chance and remembered some of it. It's normal that you don't know him." Liu Shichu quickly found an excuse and said, alas, he almost got exposed.
Qi Zhixi immediately asked with great interest: "Which book did you read his poem from? I want to read it too. What is the whole poem like? Do you still remember it?"
Liu Shichu was immediately overwhelmed and said quickly, "I read that book a long time ago. I don't know where I threw it, and I don't remember the title. If you want to know the whole poem, then I still remember it."
"Then read it to me quickly." Qi Zhixi said with bright eyes.
Liu Shichu had no choice but to read Su Shi's "Looking at Jiangnan, Written at Chaoran Terrace" again. Qi Zhixi's eyes lit up even more, and he murmured the poem several times before he sighed: "This Su Shi is really a talented person, it's a pity that I have never read his masterpiece before!"
Liu Shichu touched his nose, feeling very guilty.