761: Chapter 760: It’s Colorful!
761: Chapter 760: It’s Colorful!
“Shush, shush, shush!”
Six bottles, six kinds of colorful base liquor syrups, successfully completed in Zhao Fan’s smooth and flowing manner; looking at the dazzling rainbow-like cocktail in his one-ounce glass, his lips slightly curled into a smile.
It must be said, today’s cocktail making was the only ti since he started bartending that things had gone so smoothly and the result was such a perfect cocktail.
“So beautiful!”
“Is this even bartending?!
It’s like magic!”
“Young Master Fan, your skill is shining brilliantly today!”
“…”
The people present were shocked to see Zhao Fan perfectly mix this stunningly beautiful drink; they had witnessed bartending before, but they had certainly never seen anyone mix drinks like Zhao Fan.
Other bartenders needed to use a jigger to asure each ingredient ticulously, but Zhao Fan?
He simply poured and knew how much liquid was needed, all within less than two minutes to complete this beautifully colorful drink.
“Thank you all for your praise.
The cocktail I mixed is called ‘Seven-Color Rainbow’, nad for its bright, rainbow-like colors.
It’s not very difficult to make; most people can mix it well.” Hearing everyone’s complints, Zhao Fan proudly introduced the na and origin of the drink, then he turned his head towards Hao Jian, looked at him, a hint of subtle coldness flashed in his eyes, and with a faint smile, said,
“Now my performance is over, and it’s this brother’s turn.
I wonder if you are ready?”
Although the coldness was subtle, it caught Hao Jian just as he looked up, making him scoff internally, ‘Really, does he think I can’t mix drinks?’
“Wait here for a mont; I’ll be right back.”
Hao Jian, ignoring Zhao Fan’s petty form of pride, turned to Zhao Yating beside him and spoke with a smile before heading behind the bar to start selecting his ingredients.
While picking his ingredients, Hao Jian purposefully glanced at Zhao Fan, who was like the moon surrounded by stars, a slight scornful curve appearing on his lips.
The mixing thod that guy used was just infusion, sothing even beginners know—it seems his showoff act was limited to just this.
I hope you can withstand the blow that’s coming up.
“Brandy, Rum, Lemon Juice, Orange Juice, Grape Juice…”
Hao Jian ticulously selected his ingredients; once he had everything he needed, the workspace was covered with various containers of all sizes, and Hao Jian then moved to the sink to wash his hands slowly and carefully, a process that attracted scorn from many people present.
In Zhao Fan’s view, Hao Jian’s actions were purely for show and to stall for ti; he obviously didn’t know how to mix drinks, yet acted as if he did.
A stemd glass, one shaker—these were the only bartending tools Hao Jian chose; as for a strainer, it wasn’t needed for this mix.
He was ready to begin.
Then, Hao Jian placed all the cocktail ingredients and crushed ice into the shaker and covered it.
Holding the cap with his right thumb, his index and little finger clutching the shaker while the middle and ring fingers supported it, he uttered a low shout.
His eyes suddenly intensified, and then he lifted his right hand up to shoulder height, and in midair, his hand started shaking vigorously.
His wrist moved back and forth, quickly shaking ten tis before tossing the shaker, causing an uproar among everyone present with his thod of mixing.
They had seen bartenders shake drinks before, but never had they seen such a crisp and decisive cocktail shaking as Hao Jian’s.
After throwing the shaker, it traced a beautiful arc in the air before steadily landing back in Hao Jian’s left hand, ready to repeat the previous steps.
Yet at the mont for the next toss, Hao Jian’s body abruptly stopped.
This abrupt switch from extre motion to complete stillness was peculiar and eerie.
After a brief pause, once the liquids in the shaker had fully stabilized, Hao Jian continued to shake his left hand and tossed the shaker again, but this ti in midair, he suddenly pulled out a bundle of liquid and threw it towards the shaker.
In the blink of an eye, the shaker was stained with these liquids, but since it was spinning in midair, the centrifugal force would soon disperse them.
In a fleeting mont, Hao Jian’s eyes flickered slightly before he imdiately picked up a lighter and lit it.
The mont the fla contacted the liquid-covered shaker, it erupted with a force that imdiately engulfed the shaker in intense flas.
“Ignited by the high alcohol content of the whiskey, the evaporated alcohol will coat the liquid in the drink, while the heat produced by the fire rapidly warms the liquid, causing the crushed ice inside to completely lt and soften the harsh taste of the drink,” Hao Jian explained his dazzling bartending moves and showy interpretation that left many in the audience with drastically changed expressions.
This guy actually knew how to mix drinks?
Or rather, was this man really the “commoner” they thought him to be?
But his exquisite and unmatched technique hardly seed like sothing a “commoner” would know how to do!
“Young Master Fan is about to lose…”
The level of bartending between the two sides could be discerned just by this one technique alone.
Zhao Fan’s drink was rely mixed using the infusion thod, while Hao Jian’s?
He used the shaking thod directly, adding so innovations that made the technique even more challenging.
One could even say that the drink Hao Jian made was an exceptionally dazzling performance!
“Sizzle…”
Casually catching the shaker, which was extrely hot from the intense fire, Hao Jian’s expression remained unchanged, not even a furrow in his brow, as if the shaker at this ultra-high temperature was rely at room temperature.
Seeing this, the faces of the audience changed at once.
Were this guy’s palms made of iron?
How could ordinary people dare to handle sothing hotter than 70°C without getting scalded imdiately?
The item in this guy’s hand had just co out of the fire!
How could he hold it with temperatures possibly reaching 90°C?
They all felt that this ti, Young Master Fan’s face was probably going to swell up!
So more quick-witted individuals imdiately shifted their gaze to Zhao Fan and indeed saw his handso face growing increasingly gloomy.
Now, the highest status in this place belonged to none other than Zhao Fan; if he got angry, no one here would dare to leave.
“It’s done.”
Clasping the shaker, Hao Jian’s eyelids slightly revealed a tinge of joy.
This whiskey fire-blazing shaker technique was sothing he had thought of on the fly, crucial for the final stage.
Otherwise, the whiskey’s aroma would have completely evaporated.
How else could it imbue the liquid?
He imdiately opened the lid of the shaker and poured the already mixed drink into a pre-prepared tall glass.
The crystalline drink sparkled with a galactic brightness as it smoothly flowed along the glass’s edge from the shaker’s spout, and with the last drop entering, Hao Jian swiftly picked up the ice tongs, placing the pre-prepared ice cubes inside, followed by lemon slices, orange slices, and cherries for garnish.
The shining brightness was particularly dazzling; the crystal-clear drink flowed gently in the glass like a brilliant galaxy, evoking an irresistible feeling.
It was a drink that made one want to gulp it down at first sight!
“Multicolored – is this the legendary 3S grade drink?
It is said that less than a hundred people in the world can mix such a drink,” soone marveled.
Hao Jian was already being modest; this was just a random recipe he had picked.
If he chose an even poorer recipe, it would have been an insult to his skills.
“Multicolored, a magical cocktail, first stacking various colored ingredients into the shaker, then using a special shaking technique, and finally adding the deep color of the whiskey at the end, igniting such a drink, turning it into the last hint of color in the glass,”
Holding the glass, Hao Jian raised it high in front of everyone and slowly said, “If any attentive mber of the audience noticed the ingredients I used, you might realize that I only placed nine colors of ingredients into the shaker…”
“So that’s what you ant when you said the whiskey is the last color?”
A guest followed Hao Jian’s words and voiced their curiosity.
“Yes, exactly!
The whiskey is the final color.
Because of its high concentration, it would affect the taste of the other nine colors, so it could only be reduced a bit in its spiciness by the thod of burning, thus complenting the other nine flavors,”
“But you just said your drink was called ‘multicolored,’ now you’ve only explained the colors, but what about the ‘multicolored’ part?
How do you explain the sparkling phenonon of this drink?”
After receiving the answer about the colors, so guests were still curious and imdiately posed their questions to Hao Jian, who responded with a slight smile.
“Do you rember what I added last into this drink to create this effect?
At the very end…”
“Lemon slices?”
“Incorrect.”
“Cherries?”
“Also incorrect…”
“Then what was it?!”
Hao Jian chuckled lightly and explained, “What you ntioned are just garnishes for the glass and don’t have much effect.
The real effect was from the ice cubes I put in before; that’s the key to the ‘multicolored’ part.”
“With the help of the ice cubes’ translucence and reflectivity, the intense colors and concentration of the drink, reflected by the ice cubes, spread the necessary light…”
“And that, is the true ‘multicolored spectacle’!”
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