'Cocktail Potion' by Transworld Transfer Bartenders

"As far as I'm concerned, it's more surprising that the general is so troubled"

With a grin against me, Sally waits for my reaction slightly from the top with her gaze.

Phil pinches his mouth to that saying-looking attitude.

"Sally, because you rarely have an advantage over the general..."

"Shut up, Phil."

Sally looked at me after I said it back to Phil's squeaky voice.

"So what do you want to do? If the general says anything about it, can I help you?

…………

After I had a little trouble, I asked Phil.

"Bye, Phil. Tell me what kind of answer you see."

"Huh? Oh. It's easy. Coffee blends and cocktails mean you think the same way."

"Hey!"

Sally's calling something in the corner of her sight, but she doesn't care.

I mean, why would I bother to do a favor when I'm not even in bartender mode? You don't normally like it.

Then I'll ask Phil.

"So, what makes you think the same way?

"The general thinks too hard about the personality of the coffee. Same elements required for a 'delicious cocktail' as the general said before. It's important to look at the personality of the coffee and balance it out."

Phil told me that I had taught the two of you before, and I remember something.

This is something I taught the owner directly, but there are three elements to be aware of when making a cocktail.

That's three things: 'sweetness', 'acidity' and 'alcohol content'.

The sweet cocktail is mellow and easy to drink. But it gets worse just because it's sweet, and many people don't like to keep drinking just that. Men have a slightly stronger tendency to do so.

Next, the sour cocktail is characterized by a gentle cleavage. Nevertheless, sourness alone does not make it a very drinkable thing. It's hard to keep drinking for a different reason than sweetness.

And alcohol, but does this really depend on people? The stronger it is, the more gutsy it weighs and the more presence it should be called 'booze'.

You can never decide which is the best element of choosing a person, which is stronger or weaker, etc.

And what matters when making a cocktail is how these three combine to create a final flavor.

Think of [Daikiri], for example.

[Daikiri] is a simple configuration with "Lamb 45ml," "Lime 15ml," and "Syrup 1tsp".

If the three elements mentioned earlier were applied, could it be explained that "a cocktail with high acidity and degrees and a modest sweetness"?

The strong acidity creates a soothing palate, followed by the weight of the gutted alcohol. But it's not over, and the added spoonful of syrup gently wraps the acidity and degrees.

The end point of the flavour is clear, and the elements for this are aligned without a shortage.

If you want more sharpness, it's good to pull out the syrup, or on the other hand, add cinnamon and the like in addition to the syrup to add more meltness.

It tastes really well balanced and can be arranged.

In this way, the balance of flavours is important for cocktails.

Don't forget to be aware of the triangle of flavours with each element as its apex and not to make it 'something' of Gugnagna in making a cocktail.

In addition, the three preceding elements are only the main elements, where various elements can also be combined, such as' bitterness' and 'salt'.

That's how a neat cup becomes a 'delicious cocktail'.

"But coffee and cocktails are different. Mixing sugar and lemon is not on its own. If it's 'cocktails' that mix together completely separate things, isn't it a blend of 'similarities'?

Yeah. That said, of the cocktail. That's the idea of mixing the ingredients in pieces.

If it's coffee, the basics are only 'coffee' and I wonder if it's different from a cocktail on its own.

But Phil shook his neck clearly to the side.

"It must be. The general said that each coffee has a 'personality', right? Some of the varieties had a similar 'personality', and some had to have been completely different."

"It's, well"

"Then, naturally, some beans are sour, while others are rich. Some fragrant, others bitter. A blend of coffee would be to combine them to create a flavour more suited to your taste. How does the idea of placing your personality in balance differ from that of a cocktail?

"... ah"

Phil made me realize I was in a terrible preconceived position.

I had a narrow view of the category 'cocktails'. It is basic to combine sweet drinks with sour drinks and liquor. It had stopped at that degree of thought.

No, it's not. It's not the 'drink' that mixes, it's the 'personality of the drink'.

With that in mind, the coffee blend is also similar to the idea of a 'cocktail'.

Finally, all you have to do is think about the balance of each 'personality', draw a solid finished system, and then combine what you need for it.

"Do you understand?

The shopkeeper, who was listening quietly to me and Phil, asks me with a slightly happy face.

I nodded after glancing at Phil in a slightly lighter mood.

"... Yep, yes. I'm ashamed my apprentice taught me."

"What can I be ashamed of? You were giving your apprentice a solid knowledge. And they knew more about 'coffee' than you did. That those two combined meant that only a little 'wiser' worked than you. If you were only able to educate me, you wouldn't be. Before you embarrass yourself, first rejoice in your apprentice's growth."

"... you're right"

I got the word in slight awe and then I honestly turned to Phil.

"No, that's really awesome, Phil. I'm a 'cocktail' precursor, and that's where the heart of my thoughts come in. Phil is so much more than I am, don't let him see you around."

"Yes, no! Because the general always tells me politely!

Phil seems happy with the praise I sent him. If you say so, it's a little distracting.

But then Phil slipped his gaze sideways, seemingly slightly harder to say.

There was Sally there, who was obviously infidel, ignored from the way she existed.

With his mouth on one of the cups on the table, he has his cheeks on and his lips pointy with clarity.

………………

"And Sally, that's amazing. There seems to be more to be taught to you from now on."

"... Hmm. Nothing. Wouldn't it be nice if Phil taught me, not me?

And even if I say something, Sally is completely obstinate and untouchable.

Phil keeps a troubled look on his face and sends me more glances. He said he knew.

But I, too, can't seem to handle this level well without switching consciousness as a bartender.

"Hmm. By the way, ma'am. Did you like that one?

And before I switched consciousness, the shopkeeper asked Sally in a quiet voice.

Sally's in a bad mood, but she's just angry at me, so I'll be honest with the store owner.

"Yeah. Though I was going to be tired of drinking" Mewca "high roast (one of the medium fry categories). This gorgeous fragrance and vibrant acidity are stunning."

"Thank you very much. If possible, would you like to share your other thoughts?

Saying, the shopkeeper turns his eyes to the cup lined up at the table.

Sally answers her thoughts one by one as she follows the shopkeeper's gaze.

"Gatomera" stands moderately sour and fragrant, elegant and soft?

"Bermente" comes together in a high balance of all flavors, and you think it tastes good?

"Hawikauna" has a strong acidity and is compatible with its refreshing aroma?

One coffee at a time, more accurately than I think of the words, I'll share my thoughts.

Speaking of which, I remember when I first met Sally. She only drank a little of Mr. Oyaji's tomato soup and even searched for its hidden flavor to send her praise.

Yes. I guess it has the impact of life until then. Sally has a very sharp taste, unlike a very messy personality.

"Hey. Your daughter is really familiar. I'm more of a student."

"Well, I guess. Heh, heh, heh, well, me too. Coffee is to some extent an 'adult' preference."

Praised by the store owner for letting go, Sally answers feeling a little better.

Hilariously, I could see that only the shopkeeper's eyes turned to mine.

I'm not going to be so blunt that I don't know what the owner cares about until now.

"Ask Sally for that. I need your help."

I bow my head slightly towards Sally.

Suddenly Sally nodded to her voice. Then you remember what you were obstinate about me, blushing your lips and saying.

"Hey, what is it? So why don't you ask Phil?"

"No. It's bad for Phil, but you're probably the one of us who knows the taste of coffee best. That's why I absolutely need your tongue to make a blend."

"That's right, Sally. Because I'm not very good at coffee. The chief needs Sally."

There was also Phil's voice to match the words, and I knew Sally had slightly improved her mood.

Just wasting time here, the shopkeeper said.

"Yes, ma'am. You know 'Cocktails and Coffee' better than anyone here. Wouldn't he need your help?

"Hmm."

Finally, Sally distorted her cheeks with joy.

And after I looked at us lightly, I rang my nose and said, heh.

"Well, you have no choice. Looks like I'm gonna have to move, and it's not a rush to work with you."

I don't even make any particular objections to that slightly top-down, eye-catching word this time.

"It's a boulder sally!

"Thanks Sally!

"Ho ho. That's settled."

Showing praise to the Trinity, Sally was clearly in a better mood.

One girl is praised by an old man, a young man in his twenties and a boy in his late teens.

In such an unusual atmosphere, the bell announcing the visitor became a ringer.

"Thank you. - Whoa! Are you still there, you guys?

I walked into the store and opened the door the best, the blonde said with a disgusting face.

"Welcome, Mr. Guinura. Were you acquainted with Mr. Evening Mist?"

The shopkeeper tightens the atmosphere slightly until earlier, even towards Guinura, he says politely.

Besides, Guinura answers with dignity after hissing her eyebrows.

"I know someone, etc.... well is that good? As far as I'm concerned, I can personally certify you as acquaintances. Thank you."

"No, he's a stranger"

"It's something I don't know, not someone I don't know. Will you not talk to me safely?

"Ki, you!?

Me and Sally, who have been frustrated with Guinura's prestigious certification of acquaintance, probably have fallen in love with Guinura in an earlier case, speak.

"Huh, both of you!

Phil rushes to retrieve the air on the spot, but Ginulla's ears didn't seem to follow Phil.

"This poor man says I gave him a concession because of this!

"Fair enough, Mr. Guinura, have a drink here and calm down."

Once again, the shopkeeper offered Guinura a cup of coffee.

I put it back in when Sally told me what she thought earlier.

"Ugh, yeah. Nice boulder. I was walking outside and my throat was dry."

"No, because we always treat you well."

The store owner is responding with a smile made of people. Guinura, I don't want to do much with them, but let me help you with future customer service.

With that in mind, Guinura included a bite and muttered contentedly.

"Hmm. This flavor is' Bermente ', isn't it? Yes, it's the finest and the most prestigious, just like it is for me. You're doing a good job."

The next moment, the atmosphere of the store froze in an instant.

The reason for this was Guinura's words and the contents of that cup.

It was a drink that Sally had had until earlier, and one that everyone on this occasion knew about the variety.

The atmosphere was full of shops that you should not make statements.

"That's you. It's not" Belmente, "it's" Cristomente. "

And in that atmosphere, there was one child who couldn't bear to speak.

Sally stares at Guinura with fairly white eyes.

"To?"

I couldn't resist Guinura's pitiful voice, and I couldn't look directly at him anymore.

The same is true of Phil. Even the shopkeeper is slightly less smiling.

But that wasn't the kind of ginula that would snag.

"Hey, hey! Though I knew it! I knew it, but I tried to see if you guys would notice a mistake! Well, one of you seems to have noticed, so that's the point!

It was a matter of who.

And I can stir up the urge to scratch, but maybe if I say that, I lose.

Or everyone on this occasion understood that it was pathetic to stick to Guinura any longer.

"... ho ho. Well, that's settled."

"Right!

"Let's blend faster than that!

"I can't wait!

For now, me and the twins were going to do everything in their power to put the store owner's place away.

"Blend? Ha, what the hell are you guys up to again?

Only one Guinura isn't following things, but I don't care.

Or you don't have to come in to talk about it because they're leaving you.

In the meantime, buy some of your favorite beans and go home soon......