Full Sugar No Ice

Chapter 29 Emerald Lemon ([-])

It took Teng Yi three trips to move home the mountain of raw materials from the gatekeeper's office. The five-story building was high. When he put down the last box of pure milk, his whole body was already soaked in sweat.

Tang Xiaobing did not expect the neighbors to be so enthusiastic. Looking at the various milk tea ingredients, tea leaves, fruits, and even the brand-new snow cup she urgently needed piled up on the coffee table, she couldn't help taking a breath, "This How much do you have to do?"

Teng Yi was drinking water standing under the ceiling fan, and frowned when he heard the sound. He drank the water in the bottle in a few gulps, breathed slightly and said, "28 cups."

28 cups!
Tang Xiaobing stared, already calculating the time needed to make 28 cups of milk tea in his mind.

Teng Yi threw the empty bottle into the trash can, "I'll take a shower first, and I'll help you later."

Only then did Tang Xiaobing come to her senses, seeing Teng Yi's sweat-soaked black hair on his forehead and the same sweat-soaked clothes, he couldn't help but feel guilty, "I'm sorry, I didn't expect so many." She moved her gaze down and looked at to his ankles, "Your feet..."

"It's okay." Teng Yi took a step back, submerging his lower body into the shadow.

His ankle was actually swollen. Just now he tossed about upstairs and downstairs in the dark, and ignored the old injury, sprained it, and now that spot is burning and hurting.

"Take a bath and rest, I can do it by myself." Tang Xiaobing leaned over to pick up the ingredients for making milk tea, and was about to go to the kitchen.

"Tang Xiaobing!" Teng Yi suddenly called her name.

Tang Xiaobing looked up at him.

His expression was a little annoyed, but he seemed to be trying to suppress something, so he didn't continue the context for a long time.

Tang Xiaobing simply straightened up, looked at him at eye level, and waited for him to speak.

Teng Yi looked at her wet and innocent eyes like a deer, but he couldn't express the anger that had rushed to his mouth.

"The last time, Tang Xiaobing. Really, this is the last time!" The warning without threat at all was like powdered rock sugar melted in tea, which couldn't stir up any waves.

Tang Xiaobing blinked and raised the corners of her mouth, "Okay."

Teng Yi frowned and watched Tang Xiaobing walk into the kitchen.

When Teng Yi came out of the shower, Tang Xiaobing had already made several cups of milk tea. It should be because of the complete raw materials and tools at hand. Her movements were like flowing clouds and flowing water, and her skills slipped away.

The tea in the hut was fragrant, he walked over and picked up a fresh lemon, "What are you doing?"

Tang Xiaobing was busy processing the green tea in her hand. When she heard the voice, her body shook. She turned her head to look at him and said, "Cui Cui Lemon."

He twitched the corner of his mouth and muttered softly: "Childish."

Most of the drinks in milk tea shops have this kind of pediatric name, such as oolong peach, iced black tea, jasmine milk green, watermelon bobo, etc. It is actually a cup of ordinary drinks.

She actually heard it, and retorted at him, "How can this be called childish? Don't you think the name Cuicui Lemon is very suitable for this drink? You can tell that this fruit tea is related to green tea, and it is poetic. Cuicui Emerald, verdant and verdant, this is not much better than lemon green tea. Let me tell you, people nowadays, especially young people, like these products with a strong literary and artistic atmosphere. Everyone not only pursues innovation in taste, but also pays more attention to spirituality. pleasure and satisfaction."

It seems so.

Teng Yi looked at her radiant side face thoughtfully, "Do you like making milk tea very much?"

"Of course, otherwise I wouldn't be working in Xiangxiang." Tang Xiaobing picked up the glassware and smelled the scent of green tea, then turned her head and looked at Teng Yi.

He had just taken a bath, and the coldness between his brows and eyes was less, and there was a touch of gentleness.

She froze for a moment before continuing, "I'll tell you a secret. I want to open a beverage shop in the future, and I want the tea I make to be recognized and loved by the public."

Beverage shop?
Teng Yi's heart moved, and he asked, "You...don't you want to take the postgraduate entrance examination?"

He knew that she had been attending postgraduate entrance examination tutoring classes.If you go to graduate school, that's another way.

Tang Xiaobing suppressed her smile, lowered her eyes, and whispered, "I don't want to go to graduate school."

Teng Yi frowned slightly, turning the lemon in his hand, without speaking.

She was silent for a moment, and said: "I don't want to go to graduate school, I don't want to go to school to be a teacher, and I don't want to take the exam. I just want to start my own business, open a beverage store of my own, and do what I like to do."

"Childish." This was the second time Teng Yi said that she was naive.

She raised her eyes and looked at Teng Yi, "Why do you say I am naive. Is it naive if I don't want to go to graduate school? Then you are not starting your own business."

Teng Yi was speechless.

Later, his brows and eyes became cold along with his tone, and he said slowly, "We are different."

It's really different, she went smoothly all the way, and was pampered and raised by the adults like a princess. Maybe it's just a hothead and a moment of confusion when she wants to start a business, but he...

Teng Yi pouted self-deprecatingly.

Tang Xiaobing regretted it after finishing speaking, his position was obviously different from hers, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean that."

"It's okay. I don't care about these." Teng Yi didn't want to continue this topic. He pointed to the things on the console and asked her: "What can I do?"

"Oh, help me squeeze the lemon." Tang Xiaobing picked up a lemon, cut the lemon horizontally from the middle with a knife, and then pressed the lemon pulp with a spoon to squeeze out the juice inside.

Teng Yi said, "Just juice, right?"

"Yes. Here you are." Tang Xiaobing handed the remaining half of the lemon and the spoon to Teng Yi.

Teng Yi only took the lemon, "I don't need a spoon."

I saw him holding the rind of the lemon in his hand and squeezing it a few times like a gripper, and streams of transparent lemon juice flowed into the bowl.

It's that simple.

Tang Xiaobing curiously picked up half of the lemon he threw on the table to see if he was being perfunctory. When he picked it up, he felt that it didn't feel right in his hand. When he looked down again, the lemon peel was so soft that it couldn't stand up. On the skin, huh...

She stuck out her tongue involuntarily.

Sure enough, men are different from women.

Next, the two worked together and quickly finished all the milk tea to be delivered.

There are five flavors, and Tang Xiaobing uses different colored post-it notes to distinguish them.

Tang Xiaobing picked up a cup of emerald green lemon with Xiangxiang written on it and handed it to Teng Yi, "Your. I haven't had time to make milk tea for you yet."

Seeing him not moving, she continued, "Taste it, this is also the fruit of your labor."

Teng Yi took the cup and lowered his head to take a sip of the cool tea.

Green tea is the base, the lemon is fresh and refreshing, the sweetness of the syrup is just right, and the crushed ice is a treasure to increase the taste.

But a few simple ingredients, in her hands, can always bring people a different feeling.

Maybe she really is talented.

"How about it, it's delicious. Lemon, it can soothe the stomach, and it's refreshing and relieves greasy. It's the most suitable drink during the epidemic." Tang Xiaobing put the finished milk tea into a bag and smiled sweetly at him.

His heartbeat suddenly stopped. He looked away, looked at the brightly colored emerald lemons in the cup, and gave a three-word evaluation, "It's delicious."

(End of this chapter)