The Wudang Junior Master

Chapter 352 The Mysterious Bartender, the Stranger

Chapter 352 The Mysterious Bartender, the Stranger

After walking out of the pawnshop, everyone straightened their backs.

Money is a man's courage. Even a hero can be defeated by a penny.

With five hundred dollars in your pocket, you can feel very free and easy for a while.

"Boss, now we have the money, where should we go now?" Feng Xingtong asked.

"Now that we have money, we should eat, drink... and have fun!" Zhang Wuling paused, "Let's go have a big meal first."

Zhang Lingyu asked, "Don't we want to find a way to get out of here?"

"Well, now that we're here, we might as well make the most of it. Besides, we're having a great time here. Don't miss us. Let's go and experience the customs and people of this era!"

Zhang Wuling laughed and put his arm around Zhang Lingyu's shoulders, then went to the street to hail a few rickshaws.

"Go, take us to the best restaurant here!"

Seeing Zhang Wuling's generosity, the driver immediately nodded and said, "Sure, no problem. I wonder what kind of meal you gentlemen would like to have so that we can have an idea."

“It doesn’t matter what kind of meal it is, what matters is that it tastes good and has unique characteristics!”

When you come to a new place, of course you have to eat something unique, otherwise it would be a waste of time, right?

"Special features?" The driver rolled his eyes and smiled. "I understand, I understand. I understand."

Then the rickshaw drivers pulled Zhang Wuling and others along the road and stopped in front of a magnificently decorated building.

Zhang Wuling got out of the car and looked up at the sign. "Lucia? Is this a Western restaurant?"

The driver nodded and said, "Yes, it's run by a Russian. I heard it's very popular. It has all kinds of food, drinks and entertainment inside."

"Oh, okay, thanks."

"No, no, you're too polite."

After Zhang Wuling paid the fare, he took Wang Ye and the others into the Lucia Club.

However, as soon as they approached, the waiter at the door immediately stopped them.

"How can I help you, please?"

Zhang Wuling said, "We want to go in and have a meal."

"Eat?" The waiter was stunned. "I wonder if you are a member of our club?"

"Member? No, I'm just having a meal."

"Oh, so if you don't have a membership, the cost here might be a bit high."

"Hey, look at what you're saying." Zhang Wuling patted his chest, "Don't worry, I'm not short of money!"

The waiter had already looked at Zhang Wuling and his group. Although they looked unfamiliar and their accents didn't sound like locals, and their clothes were very distinctive, the material looked very good and not low-end goods.

The second is their appearance and temperament. Zhang Wuling and his group have a very unique temperament. They don't look like small-time hooligans or even ordinary landlords.

Anyway, in the waiter's eyes, except for a guy with a pigtail who looked sloppy and had a vulgar temperament, all the others looked noble.

Of course, the most important thing is their eyes. When they face their own club, there is no fear or yearning in their eyes, only a kind of calmness, as if coming to such a place is just a commonplace.

Then there is the foreigner Barron. Apart from anything else, just based on Barron's face, the waiters have to be polite to him.

Taking all this into consideration, the waiter concluded that Zhang Wuling and his group were probably a group of young men from other places.

The young masters are the most concerned about face. If they are not treated well and a quarrel occurs, it will also affect the reputation of the family. At that time, no matter what the young masters do, he will definitely lose his job.

All these things were thought out in the blink of an eye. The waiter, with a smile on his face, stepped aside and extended his hand, saying, "In that case, please come in."

As the waiter entered the club, the environment immediately became dark as soon as he entered the hall. The lights were on all around, but not bright enough, just enough to see clearly but still a little hazy.

Behind the long bar is a huge wine cabinet filled with various wine bottles.

The waiter gave a brief introduction and then led Zhang Wuling and the others to sit at a table in the corner.

According to the waiter, the entire building belongs to them.

Only members can go up to the third floor and above. Normally, people who come in can only move around on the first to third floors.

As for meals, there are dishes with flavors from all over the world, which can satisfy all kinds of guests who come here.

Of course, the price of the dishes is not cheap.

However, Zhang Wuling had just received a large sum of money, so he was naturally generous. He didn't even look at the price and directly ordered more than a dozen dishes, both Chinese and Western.

The dishes were served one after another, and Zhang Wuling and others began to eat.

Maybe because it was broad daylight, there were not many people in the club, and it seemed very deserted, as if it was about to go bankrupt.

Halfway through the meal, a tall and thin bartender suddenly came over and asked, "Would you like a drink, everyone?"

Zhang Wuling was picking up a steak and instinctively wanted to refuse, but he seemed to sense something and turned his head to stare at the bartender.

“Do you have any recommendations?”

"Does the guest like wine?"

"do not like."

"What about vodka or whiskey?"

"It's too common. Is there anything special?"

The tall and thin bartender's eyes flashed, "Yes, we have a drink here called 'Stranger'. It's not available in large quantities, but it's very popular with customers."

"Stranger?" Zhang Wuling noticed something. "This wine seems good. Let's have this one."

"Okay, please wait."

The bartender turned and left, and came back soon with a silver wine jug.

The wine is clear and has a unique aroma when poured out.

"White wine?" Zhuge Qing was a little curious.

"Yes," said the bartender.

Zhang Wuling didn't say anything. He picked up the wine glass and took a sip. "Hmm, not bad, it's really a good wine. I wonder where I can buy this wine?"

The bartender smiled and said, "This wine can only be found in one place. If you want it, you can go to Qiushan, on the outskirts of the city east. There's a Taoist temple called 'Bushanguan' there. This wine was brewed by the Taoist priest there."

"The hills and mountains east of the city are not good for viewing." Zhang Wuling narrowed his eyes slightly. "Besides wine, what other specialties are there?"

The bartender smiled faintly, "Not really anything special, just not very kind."

After saying that, the bartender bowed slightly and then left.

Wang Ye stared at the bartender's back and said thoughtfully, "Why do I feel like this person is weird..."

"Big Boss Wang, you noticed it too?" Zhuge Qing said.

"Nonsense, do you think I'm blind?"

Zhang Wuling looked at the wine jug on the table, picked it up and poured another glass into the cup.

However, this time, what came out of the wine jug was not a foreigner as clear as water, but wine as red as blood.

Seeing this scene, everyone quieted down and looked at Zhang Wuling.

Anyone who doesn't understand that something is wrong at this point should really lose his mind.

"Boss, what was the origin of that person just now?" Zhang Chulan asked.

Zhang Wuling picked up his wine glass, his lips curled up slightly. "I'm not sure, but it does prove that my previous guess was correct. It seems we're not the only ones in this world."

Barron asked, "So, what is the Unkind Observation Temple we're going to next?"

"Hmph, never mind, let's fill our stomachs first."