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Zhou Hui stared at him until he saw him walk to one of the tables.
Zhou Hui stared closely at him. He hadn't thought that he would also be participating in the match.
This was out of Zhou Hui's expectation. He had previously heard that this old man Fu Sang was Zhou Luo Bing's martial uncle, so he naturally had some ability to mix wine.
But he didn't expect that at such an age, he would actually come to participate in the Bartender's Skill Competition?
At this time, Zhou Luo Bing spoke on the side.
”Zhou Hui, do you remember when you asked me who was first? Didn't I tell you? ”
Zhou Hui nodded. Of course he wanted to know, and this question had always interested him.
”That's my martial uncle.”
Hearing this result, Zhou Hui felt both surprised and surprised.
If he hadn't seen the old man walk to the competition grounds, he would have been very surprised, but when he saw him, he understood that this man was definitely number one. After all, he was already an old man and was still someone else's martial uncle.
Wouldn't it be too bad if he couldn't even stand this competition?
However, this time, he was participating. It wasn't certain if he would be first or not.
At this time, a man Zhou Hui had never seen before walked in the middle and said a lot of things, but Zhou Hui didn't listen too much to him. He paid attention and knew that this man was talking about the rules of the competition.
Zhou Hui did not remember anything else. He only remembered one thing, and that was that the wine he brewed had to be original and not follow the previous formula.
It was because of this that Zhou Hui paid special attention to this point.
If it was his original work, then he should have taken their recipe along with Zia.
Zhou Hui also understood why they wanted this. In this match, the better wines would definitely be given to the group.
The reason they set up this competition was precisely for this reason.
After all, the main character of this competition was a cocktail.
Before the match began, Zhou Hui intentionally looked at Zhou Luo Bing and gave her a comforting look.
After hearing from the host that the match had started, Zhou Hui and Zhou Luo Bing exchanged glances and then began to move.
The two of them had already agreed on the wine they would make this time.
Thus, there was no need for them to communicate much. They could directly begin.
Zhou Hui was skillfully making cocktails on the side, and Zhou Luo Bing was helping him with the ice cubes.
Occasionally, Zhou Hui would look back at Zi Ya, only to see that she used the same wine as him.
Zhou Hui pretended not to notice and instead focused on making his own concoction. He didn't know that all of this was within his grasp.
The time allotted for the first round of preliminaries was one hour.
During this hour, many things would happen. Some people would concoct a particularly good drink, which would be amazing, but there were also people who would be nervous and be unable to pick anything out in the end.
Even though Zhou Hui's entire body was focused on mixing wine, he was constantly paying attention to his surroundings.
He discovered that apart from a few people who had been focused on mixing wine, there were also a portion of people who had already been eliminated from the competition.
Some of them didn't have proper movements, weren't in sync, or weren't good-looking. Some of them were nervous that the bartender hadn't been able to bring out his full strength.