C11 A Man as Strange as Jade

The early morning sunlight just so happened to hit Chen Fang's face. It was not that intense, but rather very soft and very warm. It was like a mother's hand, full of love and pity.

He gently opened his eyes and took in everything in the room.

Stretching, sitting cross-legged, meditating and circulating his cultivation technique, a large amount of spiritual energy was poured into his head like a funnel, before flowing through his entire body. The cultivation technique of the "Heavenly Fate Derivation" was a bit strange.

But it was not. It could start from any acupoint, end any acupoint, and its spiritual energy's path and cycle would be completely independent.

There were no flaws. Any acupoints or tendons could be fully developed without having to imitate cultivation techniques or practice rigorously. Furthermore, the body could also be strengthened from the inside out.

Therefore, at this moment, Chen Fang's progress was exceptionally fast. The middle Qi Cultivating Stage threshold was like a piece of paper to him, ready to be broken at any time. He only lacked an opportunity, an opportunity to pierce that piece of paper with his finger.

Suddenly, a rumbling sound came from his stomach. Chen Fang could not help but blush as he thought back to how he had not eaten for the entire night. He could not help but feel a little hungry.

"Let's find something to eat first."

Chen Fang stood up and walked to a corner of the room. There was a refrigerator with a few pink helloktrry stickers on the surface. He reached out his hand to open the door.

"F * ck, what the f * ck is this?"

Chen Fang, who had opened the refrigerator, suddenly felt a row of crows flying over his head. He had never thought that a young girl's refrigerator would be so slovenly.

There were only two layers of things in the huge refrigerator, three eggs, a pile of rotten vegetables, and a rather intact scallion. When mixed together, it emitted a strong, spicy, and pungent smell.

What was even more amazing was that he also saw a sock in the fridge. He suddenly felt that it was time to get to know this woman called Nguyen Seven again.

Chen Fang took the three eggs with him and walked into the kitchen. He found that her gas stove had run out of gas and there was no electric frying pan, yet unexpectedly, there was an alcohol stove.

He found a porcelain dish and spread some olive oil on the plate. He used a little imperial arts, placed the plates on the stove to heat them up, put in the eggs one by one, and then, after the protein had started bubbling, sprinkled some salt, pepper, and a little soy sauce on them. He didn't need a wooden shovel, he just slightly lifted his fingers and left and right of the egg noodles, turning them up and down, and after a short while, the eggs were golden in color.

After pouring the last of the rice into the electric cooker, Chen Fangfang realized that he couldn't make the rice anymore. While the electric cooker was cooking, he opened his palm and placed it on top of the cooker. The pure wood elemental spirit energy continuously emanated, causing the rice porridge to become thicker and more fragrant, and also containing the nourishing properties of wood spirit energy.

Perhaps attracted by the fragrance of the rice, he appeared in the kitchen with his head covered in chicken nest and saliva dripping from his mouth, yawning.

"Waa, benefactor, I didn't know that you still knew this skill. Right now, there are almost no men who can cook."

Although she was rubbing her eyes with her hands, her expression did not affect her in the slightest.

"I'll have to buy your rice. The fridge, I need to pack up a bit too," Chen Fangfang replied with his usual emotionless expression.

Just like this, Ruan Qi followed Chen Fang as he ate rice porridge, ate fried eggs, and dipped scallions into his old mother. They spent a pleasant morning like this.

"Oh right, benefactor, you don't look like a local either, nor do you look like you're looking for relatives. What are you doing here?" Ruan Qiqi wiped his mouth in satisfaction and casually asked.

"It's not convenient to say, is it okay?" He looked at her calmly.

Hehe, I'm just asking, how about this, I have a bar and I lack a bartender. Look, if you don't have a place to go, you can come to my job.

Ruan Qi Qi's hair was tied into a ponytail as he spoke with a slightly mischievous voice.

"Alright, but I don't know how to mix wine. I have to learn it on the spot!" Chen Fangfang raised his head, and their eyes met.

It took a full ten seconds for the two of them to look at each other. An ambiguous feeling appeared in the air, only when Ruan Qi finally shifted her gaze did it end.

"Em, it's just for yourself. No problem, I have a pretty good bartender over there. I'll have him teach you how to watch TV, play a computer or something, and then I'll sleep."

With that, he stretched his body and went back to his room to sleep.

"He really is lazy."

Chen Fang shook his head. He swiftly picked up his bowl and chopsticks and started a new round of training.

"Drip, drip."

Time passed by, and very soon, it was one o'clock in the afternoon. Chen Fang, who was breathing, slowly opened his eyes. Just as he stood up, he saw Ruan Qi walking out of the room while wearing a light pink lipstick.

At this moment, Ruan Qi had changed into a set of custom-made shirt, waistcoat, leather pants, and a rivet hat. He had changed into a DJ outfit.

Seeing her fashionable youthful appearance, Chen Fangfang's eyes lit up.

"Oh, I didn't expect your family to be so slovenly, you actually care about your image when you go out?"

"That's right. I always show others my image when I'm outside. I have to spend a lot of time to match clothes and wash my face for the sake of charm. But at home, I'm the most free one."

"We're on the same side. I believe that the savior won't despise me, right?" From time to time, Ruan Qi would mend his bangs, concave and talk to Chen Fangfang at the same time.

"Yeah, right. We're on our own, so we don't mind." That was what he said, but in his heart, it was a different expression.

However, two days later, that lonely and bloodthirsty Chen Fang disappeared. He was unknowingly liberated by Ruan Qiqi.

They came to a street called Calle Calle, the gray graffiti room next to the street sign, which Nguyen had mentioned as her "Scarlet" bar.

Entering the bar, he felt that the design was filled with a contrasting style. The red snakeskin chair, the red wooden table, and the evening chandelier made him look more comfortable and elegant, but at the center of the dance floor, there was a violet floorboard, a small laser light, and around it were exaggeratedly shaped murals.

Chen Fangfang originally thought of decorating the building with a sense of substance, but in Chen Fangyuan's opinion, the designer definitely had a split personality. Before he could ask if Ruan Qiqi's idea was hers, three people came at once.

"Hey, Seventh Sister came so early today, is it really that surprising?!"

"Boss, we don't have much wine left, do you think we need to stock up?"

"Xiao Qi, looking at your attire, it seems that you are going to occupy the musical instrument platform today."

A girl in a maid outfit with two dimples, a "short guy" with small hair and thick glasses, and a middle-aged man with an exploding head and bronzed skin.

"Come, come, come. Let me introduce him to you. This is my 'good brothers'. Chen Chou, he is my benefactor from before."

Chen Fangfang nodded slightly towards the three of them.

"Hey, these people are our Crimson Nimbus Restaurant's waiters, Zhang Xiaomei; waiter and accountant, Song Yang; keyboard, Bes, Tendo All-Mouthy Uncle, Absolute East."

"Hello."

"Welcome."

"Young man, not bad!"

Looking at the three of them, Chen Fangfang found them to be rather unique. However, they lacked spiritual energy and were all ordinary people.

"What's not bad, uncle, don't think too much. From now on, he is our new bartender. He hasn't done this before, I hope everyone will take care of him."

As soon as Ruan Qi finished talking, the three of them started to move up and down, left, right, 360 degrees without any blind spots. They began to circle around Chen Fang while sizing him up.

Chen Fangfang could feel that they had no ill intentions. Although the way they acted was somewhat strange, they were all very friendly, especially when they heard that Chen Fangfang was from the Ruan's seven benefactors, everyone's eyes were filled with gratitude.

"Maybe working here isn't bad," Chen Xin thought.

"Aiyo, my big miss Ruan, you actually still know how to come. You actually recruited a new person. Do you have the money to pay?" Should I clear my money this month? "

Suddenly, a discordant voice broke the originally cheerful atmosphere.

A man with a head full of braids and sunglasses walked over, swinging his leather heels one step at a time.

The smile on Chen Fang's face vanished as he narrowed his eyes and looked at the man.

"What are you looking at? Pretty boy, can you sing?" Can you play the guitar? Do you know what 'freestyle' is? "

And you, Little Mei, why aren't you wiping the table yet? Song Yang, the bathroom is blocked, go and do it! Uncle, didn't I tell you that my microphone is broken?

"Ai, tsk, mmm."

After three strikes, the group dispersed.

"Brother Lin, let me introduce you. This is Chen Chou, Chen Chou. He's the lead singer here, and also my brother's childhood friend, Xu Yulin."

"Pretty boy, let me tell you, this is not something that can be easily done. Don't regret coming here to work."

Xu Yulin ignored the embarrassment on Ruan Qiqi's face and stared at Chen Fang provocatively.

"Qi Qi, didn't you say you want to find me a waiter? Take me there."

Chen Fangfang ignored Xu Yulin and headed for the bar with Ruan Qi.

"Pah! Little thing, you're actually so close to my 7-7. You even dare to ignore me?! You'll have a good ending in the future!"

Xu Yulin cursed under his breath. He had learned Taekwondo for a few days and was going to find an excuse to teach Chen Fang a lesson. He then raised his head and went out to smoke.

"..."

A man in a business suit, about the same age as Chen, stood behind a neat counter, a hanging goblet, a shiny beaker, and a baroque bar. His appearance could be described as "beautiful.

He clearly didn't have makeup on, but his lips were suffused with a cherry red hue, and his skin seemed to be even better than Ruan Qi Qi's. If he put on a woman's outfit and walked on the street, he would probably be recognized as a bewitching beauty. Only the Adam's apple on his chin indicated that he was a man.

"Qin Si."

"Chen Chou."

"You want to learn how to mix wine?"

"That's right."

"Then you need to be very focused."

"It just so happens that I'm very focused on everything I do."

Even his voice had a hint of indolent charm to it. Chen Fangyuan definitely remembered this person as the most attractive of them all. Perhaps the young lady who was kidnapped by Zhao Dongbiao could grow up to be comparable to him.

With just a glance, he had already seen through Qin Si's realm. He was a Demigod Battle Master, but his aura was rather strange, sometimes his spirit energy was dense to the point that he seemed to have stepped into the middle of the battle. At other times, he would lose all his spirit energy and become a commoner.

It seemed like he wasn't the only one with secrets.

Qin Si smiled. The two of them did not speak any further.

After changing into work clothes, Chen learned the steps and techniques required for making wine from Qin Si, how to handle the base wine, what supplementary ingredients were needed, what ratio was used, and how to coordinate the various flavors.

The moonlight was like water, it was already late at night, and Chen had finished school so quickly that he could prepare more than a dozen cocktails by himself. The guests also arrived in groups of twos and threes, almost all of them young people in their twenties.

Xiaomei and Song Yang were in the crowd, carrying drinks and paper towels. Uncle Dongfang was fiddling with the keyboard and bass, tuning them, and Xu Yulin picked up the microphone as Ruan Qi and sat in front of the drum set.

Along with the flashing lights, bursting music, and the heat of the alcohol, people crazily shook their bodies and released their uneasy youth.

Chen Fangfang worked quietly. Even in such a noisy environment, he could still easily hear everyone's voices. To him, the lead singer seemed rather ordinary, with a few broken notes. Fortunately, he was covered up by the accompaniment.

"With the wind blowing, Xue Yifan will float, and he will release the song to the clouds. With so many friends today, who will hand over the tip?" Xu Yulin began what he called "freestyle," but he didn't seem to be taking much money.

"Whap."

A dark green beer bottle was thrown onto the stage, and for a split-second, the music stopped.