Chapter 30: Al Haisen, Let Me Test You

Chapter 30: Al Haisen, Let Me Test You

Upon hearing this, Lukani stopped pouring wine for Elhaisen and said, "That's a pity. My family's homemade wine was once exported to Mondstadt as a favorite for banquets of wealthy businessmen. It is said that even the wind god Barbatos praised it highly. But today, I can only let Mr. Kavi taste it on your behalf. Mr. Elhaisen and Mr. Harold can come back to taste it when they are adults. This restaurant will always be free for you."

Harold: Barbatos, our Barbatos who always endorses various wines.

The God of Wind also likes it? Is it really that delicious?

Kavi stared at the bottle of wine. He had just turned eighteen and had never drunk any alcohol. He had no intention of drinking it, but he was the only adult among the three people at the table, and a senior at that.

Since the junior fellow student couldn't drink the wine, he had to do it for him.

Rukani smiled and poured wine into the glass in front of Kavi. Her movements were quite graceful. The dark red wine slowly fell into the golden cup as she moved. The light in Kavi's eyes also trembled with the flow of the wine. He could already smell a faint sweet fragrance.

"Please enjoy," Lukani beautifully took the bottle when the wine covered half of the golden cup. According to the wine tasting etiquette, she should have only poured one-third of it, but she selfishly wanted the boy in front of her to drink more so that he could taste the sweetness of the wine.

"If you want to drink too, you'll have to wait three years. It will be quick. Today, I'm the only one who can drink here," Kavi saw Haroldt staring at his cup and thought he was greedy, so he patted his back soothingly.

"In three years, our shop will be waiting for you all to come," Lukani also echoed with a smile.

"No, I was just wondering if the senior would get drunk after drinking so much," Harold said.

"How could that be? I'm a senior, I can drink a lot!", Kavi said confidently, and then pretended to be familiar with the process. He picked up the wine glass and shook it, letting the wine swirl along the wall of the glass, and then put the glass to his lips.

At this time, a strong smell of alcohol wafted into his nose. It was no longer as sweet and tempting as it had smelled from afar, but rather had a bit of the bitterness of traditional Chinese medicine. Kavi froze and was a little hesitant.

But the words had already been said, and the two junior students were still watching, so he had no choice but to steel himself, hold his breath and take a small sip.

spicy.

The spicy taste spread from his throat to his nose, making him want to sneeze. What's worse, after a while his throat began to feel hot, and even his stomach felt hot, as if the sweetness just now was just a honey trap.

"...Senior, are you okay?" Harold asked.

In fact, Kavi looked fine, without sneezing or crying.

Haroldt recalled that he first drank alcohol in his previous life when he was seven years old. At that time, adults told him that wine was just sugar water. He thought that this wine smelled sweet and should be delicious, so he asked adults to pour him a bowl.

At that time, everyone at the table put down their chopsticks and waited for him to drink to see his reaction. A few uncles and aunts were still trying to hold back their laughter. However, he was too young at the time and didn't know that the adults in the Flower Growers' family were particularly fond of "amusing children" at the dinner table. He actually picked up the bowl and drank it directly.

As a result, he developed a psychological trauma towards wine and never drank again until he graduated from college. However, after working, he still likes to drink a little occasionally, but he must mix it with water or juice.

All in all, drinking alcohol for the first time may not be a pleasant experience.

"Of course, what can happen to me?" Kavi had recovered by now, and only the faint aroma of wine remained in his mouth, just like the smell he smelled at first.

His eyes lit up and he suddenly felt that he could have some more, so he picked up the glass and took another sip.

"He adapted quickly. It seems that Mr. Kavi will become our regular customer in the future," said Rukani with a smile.

As the owner of a big hotel, she has seen all kinds of people over the past decade. She can tell who is drinking for the first time and who is a long-time alcoholic just by looking at the way they hold their glasses. She can also tell who will fall in love with drinking after their first drink and who will develop a fear of alcohol and avoid it as much as possible.

"Hmm...", Kavi responded automatically.

"It would be a shame to talk about business now. How about this? The three of you enjoy the wine and food here tonight. We can discuss the rest tomorrow. Let's serve the food."

Lukani clapped her hands, and the waiters outside the door came in one after another carrying plates full of delicious food as if they were summoned. They lined up and placed the dishes on the table one by one.

“Charcoal grilled mushroom pork leg.”

"Luxury milk ball."

“Ice cream chocolate tower.”

"The choux pastry cup."

"Mint and green bean soup."

...

"Did we order so many dishes? Did we order the wrong ones?" Kavi felt something was wrong.

"No, no, it's all my treat," Rukani was amused by Kavi's words. Most people, when invited to a private room and seeing so many dishes, their first reaction would not be "the wrong dishes were served", right?

Look what I caught? A naive and lovely junior from the Myo-ron school? If she had had such a classmate around her when she was still in the Jiaoling Academy, her study life in the Jiaoling Academy would have been much happier.

"Please enjoy your meal, everyone. I won't disturb you today," said Rukani, and without waiting for anyone to respond, she left the room.

"Wait a minute, Ms. Rukani!", Kavi called out.

"Useless senior, she has already left, let's eat. The dishes are already served, it would be a waste not to eat," now it was Haroldt's turn to pat Kavi.

In a hotel of this size, it is impossible for the manager to remove the food and drinks that have already been served and give them to another table.

Kavi also figured this out, and muttered quietly, "Why is this happening?", then muttered, "I'm the senior", then picked up the wine glass and took another sip of wine.

"Senior, you can't drink anymore," Haroldt said, grabbing Kavi's right wrist.

"Huh? Why?" Kavi smiled with narrowed eyes.

"It's too late. Be prepared to carry him back tonight," said Elhaisen.

"Senior, I'm sure you are drunk," said Harold.

"No, drunk people's ears are red. I'm fine. If you don't believe me, feel it," Kavi lifted the hair beside his ear and showed the entire right ear to Haroldt.

It really is.

Harold pinched Kavi's earlobe.

There is really no redness.

"He's just not drunk yet, he won't last long," Elhaisen said to Harold.

"Senior Elhaisen, don't you try to persuade him?"

El Haisen: "You think he will listen to me? He won't listen to my advice when he's not drunk, and now you want me to reason with a drunk."

...That makes a lot of sense.

"I told you I'm not drunk! How could senior be drunk?" Kavi said loudly.

"Look, he's already incoherent," Elhaisen stopped responding to Kavi after he got drunk. He now only communicated with Harold.

Harold nodded, hid the wine left by Rukani under the table, then poured the wine in Kavi's glass into his own glass while he was not paying attention, and poured a few spoonfuls of mint and mung bean soup into his glass.

He didn't expect Kavi to have such a low alcohol tolerance. He hoped the mint soup could help him sober up, otherwise he and Alhaisen would really have to take turns carrying Kavi home tonight.

Harold picked up some desserts for himself and started eating. While eating, he looked at Kavi. Good, Kavi had already drunk the mint soup.

Kavi said, "Hmm?" "Why is it so cold?"

Doesn’t wine warm your stomach when you drink it?

“I put ice in it so that the seniors wouldn’t feel hot when drinking it,” Haroldt said.

"Harold, you are so nice! I wish Elhaisen could be as considerate of his senior as you are," Kavi said happily.

Harold coughed lightly with a guilty conscience, and silently sighed in his heart that it was a good thing that our little game was a 12+ game, otherwise Kawi would have been eaten to the point of nothing being left.

" ?????? ?????? ? ??? ??????? ?????? ??????? ?? !"

Suddenly there was a shout outside the door, followed by the accompaniment of oud and drums. After a while, the drum beats stopped abruptly and the sound of the oud became rapid. When it reached its highest pitch and began to calm down, the ethereal singing voice was heard.

"Does this hotel have singing and dancing performances?" Harold asked. Having been to many places in his previous life, he was very familiar with this process. Generally, tourist attractions would invite several actors to wear local characteristic costumes to perform at the dining table.

"Ah? I don't know," Kavi also looked confused.

"Senior, are you sober?" Harold said.

"I wasn't drunk in the first place," Kavi narrowed his eyes in dissatisfaction.

"Senior, your ears are red now," said Haroldt.

"Really?!" Kavi subconsciously touched his ears.

There was music and singing outside the door. After a musical performance, a beautiful woman in a long skirt, a veil on her head, and gold jewelry on her wrists, ankles and neck danced into the room. The rapid sound of drums rang again, and the woman danced to the beat. The gold jewelry shook with her movements, and kept ringing.

Although her clothes were not revealing, her dance was extremely provocative, with many inviting gestures. She nodded and winked at the three people from time to time, as if signaling them to follow her.

Kavi preferred the music they brought to the concert to the audience rather than the dance. After quietly appreciating the music for a while, Kavi whispered, "What are they singing? I don't understand a word of it. Are they using the Sumerian language?"

"The language of the Karenite tribe in the desert," said El Haisen.

Kavi: "So what are they singing? Translate, I like their singing."

El Haisen: "It's better for you not to know."

"Why?" Kavi was dissatisfied. "Are you saying that because you can't translate it?"

Elhaysen: "What do you think?"

"Please turn it over for me, just to satisfy my curiosity? I'll build you a mansion next time, Master Elhaisen?" said Kavi.

El Haisen said faintly, "Forget about the mansion. The meaning of this song is that they want to choose a husband for this beautiful princess from among us."

Kavi opened his eyes wide and looked at the dancing "princess". Her movements were indeed full of suggestiveness.

After the first line of the next cycle of the song was sung, El Haisen suddenly said: "This line means 'Our princess is willing to offer her own hotbed'."

“Stop, stop, stop, stop!” Kavi stood up and yelled, “Miss, please stop performing. My juniors are still minors!”

Especially since there is someone between the two who can understand.

The "Princess" was caught off guard by Kavi's reaction. She stood there in shock and fear, with her big confused eyes wide open, at a loss as to what to do.

"Princess":" ?? ????? ???? ????? ? "

Kavi and she looked at each other, both of them with confusion in their eyes.

El Haisen: " ??? ??? ??? ??? ??? ??? ??? ??? ??? ??? ??? ???? ?????? ?????? . "

After hearing this, the "princess" suddenly realized what was going on. She lifted her skirt, bowed to the three people, and walked away with her companions.

"What did you say to her?" Kavi couldn't help but ask after the person left.

"Tell her we want a quiet dining environment," Elhaeson said.

"It's great to know a foreign language," said Harold, who watched the whole process.

El Haisen: "You can learn it. It shouldn't be difficult for you."

Harold made a gesture of surrender: "Forget it."

"It's really not easy for these desert residents," Kavi sighed. They are all Xumi people, but they can't even speak the same language and are unable to communicate normally. Can they really survive in Xumi City?

"They have stable jobs and don't have to worry about their livelihood. As long as they don't stay in their own small circle all the time, they will gradually learn the Xumi common language," said Harold.

Kavi nodded, picked up the glass and took a sip for himself.

"What is this?!" The cold taste he took a bite of it made him shudder all over. He felt the coldness even between his teeth.

"Mint julep," Harold decided to save himself.

"Do I look so gullible?" Kavi was unhappy.

It’s such a scam. I succeeded the first two times and thought I would succeed the third time today.

Harold awkwardly gave Kavi a puff ball and said, "Senior, eat this."

"Hmm, so sweet!" Kavi took a bite and smiled with his eyes narrowed.

...

An hour later, the three of them had almost finished eating. It should be said that Harold and Kavi were completely full. Elhaisen couldn't tell, but Bking shouldn't have eaten too much.

Perhaps the effect of the alcohol had not completely disappeared, and Kawi's mind became distracted. He suddenly said without any warning: "El Haisen, I'm going to ask you a question. I guarantee that you will not be able to answer it."

Harold gave up staring at the last layer of vegetable soup in the bowl, turned his head to look at Elhaisen, and could hardly suppress the upward curve of his lips.

He roughly guessed what Kavi was going to ask, and he was also curious about how El Haisen would answer.

If he didn't want Elhaisen to know that he was the mastermind behind this, he would laugh now.

"A sheep has four legs. How many legs do ten sheep have?" asked Kavi.

Are we finally going to see it? Hai Ge fights against the garbage interview questions.

Harold's smile could no longer be hidden, and even though he pursed his lips, a smile appeared on his face.

"I don't think that question needs to be answered," Elhaeson said.

Right? That's what I thought at first, Harold thought.

So when the interviewer asked him this, Haroldt threw his resume directly in his face, then picked up the water cup on the table and splashed the water on the face of the second interviewer, and the third interviewer... He had no other weapons at hand, so he escaped.