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Editor: Sai Hiroto

Probably because of the presence of two handsome men, Cheng Lang and Shen Huaiyu, the milk tea shop did quite well on the first day of opening. There was an endless stream of students coming to buy milk tea. Even the two girls who had shown Cheng Lang the way to the cafeteria came.

"Did you really take over this milk tea shop?" The girl looked at Cheng Lang with curiosity, "But the milk tea you make is much better than the original one. If you keep up this standard, we will come here often in the future. By the way, we will help promote you in the class."

Just consider it as supporting the handsome man's career.

"That won't work!" Cheng Lang said with a smile. Looking at the slightly puzzled girl, he slowly added, "Our milk tea will become more and more delicious. There will be more and more ways to make milk tea."

Cheng Lang turned his finger and pointed at Shen Huaiyu, "Our CTO has also developed new milk tea paste and tea-making techniques. I will show you how to make latte art when the time comes."

"You are just bragging!" The girl didn't believe it, "You can make latte art with milk tea? Do you think you are drinking coffee?"

"Why can't we make latte art on milk tea? Have you heard of tea opera? Our classmate Shen got inspiration from tea opera and developed milk tea paste and the tea-making technique that matches it." Cheng Lang said innocently, "I'm telling the truth. If you don't believe me, I can let classmate Shen show you."

"Is what he said true?" The girl blinked, turned her head, and looked at Shen Huaiyu, asking curiously.

Shen Huaiyu hesitated for a moment but still nodded, "But my milk tea paste is still a semi-finished product, and it hasn't been researched yet."

"So you can really make latte art on milk tea?" The female classmate widened her eyes and asked with interest, "Can you show us how this is done?"

Hearing what the female classmate and the two bosses said, other customers who were buying milk tea in the store also gathered around.

Shen Huaiyu was rarely surrounded by people like this. He nodded awkwardly, "Of course."

"Wait a minute!" The female classmate took out her mobile phone and asked, "Can I take a video? Don't worry, I won't shoot it in your face. I'm just curious about how to make latte art on milk tea?"

Shen Huaiyu looked at Cheng Lang. Cheng Lang said, "Not yet. Our classmate Shen is shy. He will be nervous if so many people take pictures of him with mobile phones. But after ordering tea, you can take pictures."

"Ah!" The customers in the store looked at each other. But in front of the handsome guy, they still put away their phones obediently.

Shen Huaiyu breathed a sigh of relief and sat upright to start ordering tea.

A few minutes later, the customers in the store looked at the flowers and inscriptions in the teacup with amazement. One customer couldn't help but comment, "This is much better than coffee latte art."

Everyone took out their phones to take pictures. Someone asked, "Is this tea drinkable?"

"Of course you can." Cheng Lang said, looking at the two girls who introduced him to the details of the milk tea shop in the cafeteria before, "If you don't mind, you can try it."

"The two of us?" The two girls pointed at themselves in surprise.

Cheng Lang smiled and nodded, "It's a way to repay you for introducing the milk tea shop to me before."

Hearing Cheng Lang's words, the two girls immediately felt particularly proud. She waved her hands shyly, "We didn't do anything. We just told you everything we knew."

"That's enough." Cheng Lang smiled, "In an information society, first-hand information is of course the most valuable."

The two girls probably had never been praised so sincerely and at such a high standard by such a handsome man, and their faces were flushed with excitement. When they held the teacup, their hands were shaking a little.

"It's delicious!" The girls' eyes were sparkling with excitement, "The tea and milk aromas are very strong, but the taste is light and not sweet. It's really delicious."

"Is it really so delicious?" The other customers couldn't help it and said, "We want to drink it too!"

"How much is it? Can't I buy one cup?"

"That's right! We can buy it with money. Just let us drink it! Otherwise, we will make trouble!"

Relying on the fact that they are all students from the same school and the two bosses look easy to talk to, the girls protested arrogantly.

Cheng Lang put his hands in his pockets and said with a smile, "This is a semi-finished product that our classmate Shen has not yet successfully developed. For the sake of the reputation of the milk tea shop, we will not sell it."

"Huh?"

"But!" Before the girls could protest, Cheng Lang changed the subject and said with a smile, "We can give it to everyone. Now all customers who buy milk tea in the store can taste a cup for free."

"Yeah!" Upon hearing this, the customers who were still in the store cheered immediately. Those who had not bought milk tea also ran to the bar to order.

Cheng Lang explained, "Tea art is a skill that has been passed down from ancient my country to this day. It takes time to order tea. We give away milk tea according to the number of the customer's order. Customers who can't wait can leave first. Keep your receipts. If we have time and opportunity in the future, we will make up for it. I mean what I say."

After hearing Cheng Lang's words, the customers in the store expressed their understanding. But no one wanted to leave. Of course, you have to enjoy this kind of lively thing as soon as possible. Anyway, there was nothing to do on Sunday afternoon, so some people simply found a seat to sit down, drinking milk tea and playing with their phones while waiting for their tea orders.

Of course, more guests were surrounding Shen Huaiyu, watching Shen Huaiyu draw and write inscriptions on the exquisite teacup with relish.

"This is too exquisite. I can't bear to drink it." Some customers took out their mobile phones to take pictures, and it was obvious that they really couldn't bear to drink it.

Seeing this, Shen Huaiyu reminded in a gentle voice, "This can only be kept for ten minutes, so drink it while it's hot. If the milk tea gets cold, the taste will not be good."

The guests nodded and continued to take photos around the teacup. They turned a deaf ear to Shen Huaiyu's reminder.

Shen Huaiyu shook his head helplessly and could only continue to order tea.

Because this process takes a while, it was not until an hour later that all the customers who Cheng Lang promised to give free tea with their order numbers left. However, more and more new customers were attracted by their posts and moments. Everyone was a little disappointed to hear that no tea was ordered. But they could understand it. After all, making tea is a technical job, and it is really too tiring for Shen Huaiyu to make tea for everyone all the time.

Cheng Lang took the opportunity to announce the opening reward, and all consumption was 20% off.

The new customers who didn't catch the good opportunity could only order a cup of milk tea and leave with regret. But before leaving, everyone followed several official accounts of the milk tea shop. Some people also left comments below, posting photos of themselves making tea, painting, and taking photos in the store.

Cheng Lang looked at the number of fans following the official account, which had already exceeded three digits, and felt that he was getting closer to his goal of becoming an Internet-famous milk tea shop.

After all the guests left, Shen Huaiyu rubbed his slightly sore wrist, looked at Cheng Lang, and asked with a smile, "I haven't figured out the milk tea paste and tea-making techniques yet! You're promoting it so loudly. What if I can't do it?"

"Do you not believe in yourself, or do you not believe in my judgment of people?" Cheng Lang asked back.

Shen Huaiyu thought for a moment, lowered his head, and smiled, "Even if I don't believe in myself, I definitely believe in you."

"That's right." Cheng Lang patted Shen Huaiyu on the shoulder, "Do your job well, and don't think too much."

Liang Yanyan and several other milk tea shop employees who passed the interview gathered around and asked curiously, "Is this the tea-making technique we want to learn?"

"Of course not." Cheng Lang said with a smile, "If you want to practice to this level, you can't draw it without more than ten years of hard work."

Liang Yanyan nodded in agreement, "That's right. I think the latte art made by Brother Shen is more beautiful than the painting."

Shen Huaiyu said, "I will try to make the tea ordering process simpler. We will design a few simple patterns, and you only need to draw these."

Liang Yanyan and several store employees rubbed their hands eagerly, "We will definitely work hard to learn."

Cheng Lang looked at the new store employees and said, "Let's sign the contract first."

After signing the contract, Shen Huaiyu discussed with Cheng Lang again, "Should we put a Lu Yu statue in the store?"

[*Sai: Lu Yu (陸羽), also known by his given name Ji, courtesy name Hongjian, and also Jici. He was a tea expert and founder of tea culture during the Tang Dynasty.]

Cheng Lang raised his eyebrows, "If the business is not good, just pour hot water on it?"

Shen Huaiyu chuckled, "Then I still hope that the tea god can bless the store with good business."

Cheng Lang didn't care. But he was willing to see Shen Huaiyu put more effort into the milk tea shop. It was better to put energy into the milk tea shop than to pay attention to rumors every day.

Thinking of this, Cheng Lang asked again, "I remember you can play the guqin, right?"

Shen Huaiyu nodded, "Yes, I can play a little."

Cheng Lang said, "Didn't I ask you to make a tea-ordering video before? I originally wanted to add some music to it and post it online to promote our milk tea shop. But I couldn't find anything suitable. How about you play a song yourself?"

Shen Huaiyu asked, "Then what should I play?"

Cheng Lang said, "You can talk about anything. As long as you think it's suitable."

Shen Huaiyu thought for a while, "Then I'll play "Flowing Water". The ancients had the music of flowing wine cups, poetry, and wine, which could eliminate disasters and bad luck. We opened a milk tea shop, which can be regarded as making friends over tea."

Cheng Lang clapped his hands, "Good meaning. Let's do it then."

Shen Huaiyu looked at Cheng Lang steadily. After a while, he suddenly said, "Cheng Lang, thank you."

"Hmm?" Cheng Lang blinked, "Then treat me to dinner tonight."

Shen Huaiyu smiled and replied in a gentle voice, "Okay."