Chapter 189 Milk Beer

"Honey, a Volta, a milk beer, no, two Voltas.

Tu Fu, I remember that you are already an adult, and you should change to something that an adult should taste. Your eyes look very strange, so you can't be confused about what I call it.

Baby, baby, adults call it that.

My God, you haven't been ordering milk beer since Leeds, I guess you will be laughed at by many people after that. "

Roman Richard threw an ambiguous look at the bartender.

After the incident was over, he sent people to church prisons wherever he went, and ignored Tu Fu's excuse that he wanted to go back to school. The old rascal took Tu Fu to a good-sized tavern not far from St. Denis Cathedral very comfortably. .

With the case still unsolved for the time being and presumably nothing will be settled in the future, it is better to have a good time with old friends after all the reunion.

The guests in the tavern were all the people from the Mosley district. There were gentlemen and ladies in suits and leather shoes and expensive skirts everywhere. They ordered some expensive and high-alcohol alcohol, and talked with each other with pleasant expressions.

He seemed to be enjoying himself.

"how do you know."

After listening to Roman's flowers, Tu Fu's face became stiff for a while, and he naturally fell into the eyes of the middle-aged uncle who has always been insightful.

He guessed roughly after asking two rounds, and when he got the response, his stiff, greasy, and annoying face suddenly burst into a huge laugh,

"Ahem...you know, I would never laugh under normal circumstances...but this is so funny hahaha...someone likes to drink milk beer..."

"In contrast, I would rather drink Coke."

Tu Fu revealed the truth expressionlessly.

Roman, who didn't understand the meaning of this exclusive term, shook his head, "Tufu, the best time to change something is either ten years ago or now.

You should have learned to drink alcohol with a higher alcohol content. It will be used in many social gatherings. You can't ask someone to clink glasses with a glass of milk beer. It's really impolite. "

Tu Fu shrugged calmly, "Fortunately, I'm not very social."

"Why be so modest, I have heard a lot about the genius Capet.

It's been a long time since I saw you become a prominent figure in this city. It's really amazing. Maybe even His Majesty the King will invite you to participate in his parade ceremony. That's something that many people dream of. "

Roman's eyes glowed with envy. He was really happy for Tu Fu seeing that the younger juniors had a bright future.

"Parade ceremony?"

"do not you know?"

Roman looked at Tu Fu in surprise, "Soon, two months, three months, who knows how long, anyway, that magical perpetual motion machine will be released soon.

I heard from some of my colleagues who work in Central City that His Majesty the King will personally hold a grand ceremony in Göttinghagen. In order to celebrate the birth of that thing, the two chief scientists of the royal family must bear the brunt of this project. Initiator. Then many well-known and well-known scholars in the industry will be invited, and there must be many young talents among them.

Maybe they will be awarded various medals to commend them. I guess you will be indispensable. I heard that there are few people in the Baier era who are better than you. "

"The king's ceremony, in order to celebrate the birth of the perpetual motion machine, invites a young scholar who has made achievements in optics and electricity. This is really beautiful, what do you think?"

Tu Fu smiled exaggeratedly after listening to it, and felt speechless for a moment.

To do so is to slap him in the face, to prove to him that the shit thing can actually be invented, "Mr. Richard, what is the 'perpetual motion machine' in your opinion?"

"I don't know much about it, but I heard that it can produce food that a country can never run out of, fill every warehouse where ammunition and artillery are installed, and keep poverty and hunger away from the world.

As His Majesty the King once said, perhaps a good time is really coming. "

"That's right, it's amazing, right? You can produce unlimited materials and weapons without doing anything. This thing is simply amazing.

You should know that even if you take the extraordinary road, you need to go through many hardships, endure loneliness and pain in exchange for extraordinary abilities.

A machine, can it really do it? "

Tu Fu was afraid of being heard, so his voice was very low, but he expressed his views in a calm and composed tone.

Uncle Roman was silent for a while. His knowledge was not enough to establish a complete physics system, but he understood a truth.

Nothing is free in this world.

"Anyway, this is something to be happy about. I guess Liz may not remember people like me, but he will definitely remember you.

If you can attend the banquet, the uncles and aunts who raised you, and the young lady you have been thinking about will be proud of you at that time, and the people of Baoqi Liz will also build sculptures for you, which may be a beautiful piece thing! "

Roman's tone was gentle, and he spoke with a smile.

These soft words directly hit the softest part of his heart.

"What you said..." Tu Fu hesitated for a moment, and put away his serious expression, "That's right."

The beautiful female bartender in front of the bar, after mixing and adding ice from the front desk, brought the plate and smiled with her head down.

"Gentlemen, this is your Volta, please use it slowly."

"Baby, you look so charming." Roman said exaggeratedly and artificially, the latter only blinked one eye, and responded to her with a special signal.

On the dinner plate.

Two transparent and colorless wine glasses, after adding ice cubes, looked like an ordinary glass of water.

Tu Fu casually picked up the glass of wine and sniffed it lightly. It contained the fragrance of grains.

He carefully drank it into his mouth, it was soft and smooth when it entered his mouth, not sweet, bitter or astringent.

A burst of irritating coldness flashed across the tip of the tongue, but after passing through the throat, there was a burst of intense scalding, which was almost burned by the tongue.

First it was the tongue, then the mouth, and finally the throat. The mouthparts seemed to be on fire and burned all the way to the intestines. This kind of torture was just like the experience he had when he was taking the Sequence 7 potion.

"Ahem..."

Tu Fu unavoidably coughed several times, almost coughing up his lungs.

That's why he's always disliked high-strength alcohol. Tasting something like this is really blaspheming his own tongue.

"Don't worry, drink slowly. It's always like this for the first time. It is very important to have a process of getting used to it."

Roman offered to hand over a handkerchief that he didn't know where to get.

Tu Fu took it over, his face full of puzzlement, "I remember Mr. Richard, you stopped drinking after that incident in Leeds, why now..."

"That's true, but as a member of society, you can't go against the established habits of this society. That's not realistic."

Roman shook his head in shame when he said it, not knowing whether he was laughing at Tu Fu or himself.

"That's how it is. Sometimes I wonder if my sense of taste is wrong, and I'm not used to drinking what others can drink."

"No, no, like I said, sometimes there's no choice because everyone does it, and people who don't conform are always not accepted by the group.

If someone likes to drink, you must drink with him. No matter how bitter or astringent the wine is, after tasting it, you must always put on a delicious expression and send praises, so that you will gain something.

Guess how many people in this tavern really hate high alcohol such as volts and rum. In the Mosley district, the grown men and women working nearby are all the elites of Göttinghagen.

And the client they meet with may be a big shot, and they always have to cater to other people's habits when eating and drinking.

This is the rule, the rule is set by the predecessors and must be followed by the descendants, and then passed down from generation to generation until the day when the world is destroyed. "

Tu Fu's understanding of wine culture was no worse than Roman's. When he heard such a theory, he just smiled indifferently and didn't say anything.

I don't know if I have accepted this customary habit in my heart, or I am thinking about something else.

Don't those veterans who have had a long meal table clearly see that you don't know how to drink?

No,

they all know

Knows the harm of alcohol better than anyone.

I also understand that this is an extremely painful process.

I fully understand the fact that it is very immoral to do this,

But you have to follow this request.

They will always admonish you glass after glass, and then watch you pinch your nose and pour the liquid in the glass into your mouth, and see the painful expression on your immature face that is so uncomfortable that you are about to cry, but you can't resist it.

I don't know how many people will be excited to climax.

because,

Everyone above the high position also came from this step.

"Can you understand now? People always have to learn to adapt to all this, which will make their future journey less difficult." Roman patted Tu Fu on the shoulder lightly.

"I think I understand." Tu Fu subconsciously nodded.

Then, he carefully looked at the glass of Volta in front of him, raised the glass high, and the glass was higher than his head, as if he was about to make a major decision.

"Crunch..."

A cloud of water vapor condensed on the outside of the cup, and the cup slipped from the palm of the hand.

There was a "clang" sound on the ground, and the full wine in the glass spilled on the floor.

Many people in the tavern were stunned.

Tu Fu plucked up his courage, imitating what Roman called it just now, and shouted to the pretty female bartender at the bar with a blushing face:

"Baby, have another glass of milk beer!"