Xiuxian Food Stall, a Hot Spot as Soon as It Opens

Chapter 160 Use magic to defeat magic

Compared to milk tea, fruit tea is more refreshing.

Especially since Lu Wu used perfumed lemon, the aroma of this kind of lemon is sweeter and the sour taste is still there, but it is softer and will not make people feel the sour taste.

For the old monk who tried this fruit tea for the first time, even though he watched the entire production process, he could not imagine how such a simple tea could taste so good.

The coolness of the ice cubes wrapped in the rich aroma of black tea explodes in your mouth.

The lemon fruit aroma is very long-lasting. If you taste it carefully, you can taste a hint of bitterness, which comes from both the black tea and the lemon.

Their presence does not make the taste of lemon tea worse, but adds layers and improves the taste again.

The blend of sour and sweet brought the ultimate enjoyment to the taste buds. The old monk's mouth had its own ideas and he bit the straw and refused to let go.

The slight bitterness of lemon and the crispness of the pulp are fully blended in the black tea. If you savor it carefully, you can taste the sweetness hidden deep inside.

The fragrance of tea and fruit is intertwined, light and not heavy. This is how Lu Wu describes lemon tea. After one sip, the fragrance lingers on your lips and teeth.

Lu Wu was very satisfied with his craftsmanship, and the old monk was equally happy with the finished product.

He held the cup and savored it slowly.

Those rare spiritual teas pale in comparison to this lemon tea.

Thinking about the magical teas he had hidden in the cabinet, the old monk decided to go back and give them away.

There's no comparison.

Before I knew it, I had finished a cup of lemon tea.

The old monk rubbed his stomach, and there was a glimmer of enjoyment on his old face.

He squinted his eyes, feeling the changes in his body for a while, and then he said cheerfully: "Donor, you look unfamiliar to me. You just came here to set up a stall today, right?"

"Correct."

Lu Wu had nothing to hide about this.

"How long are you going to set up the stall here?"

"Seven days."

"Seven days? That's a bit short. Do you have any idea of ​​making it longer?"

“I haven’t considered it yet.”

The two of them asked and answered each other, as if they were just chatting casually, but Lu Wu sensitively realized that the other party was testing something.

"Ahem, Master, I only sell milk tea."

She doesn't sell her body, let alone to a Buddhist temple.

"Your mind works quite quickly despite your young age."

The old monk did not deny it.

Pulling his beard, the old monk rolled his eyes, still thinking of something.

There were no female disciples in Tianfo Temple before, but it is not impossible to open a back door now. After all, he thinks this female donor has a deep connection with Buddhism.

A good seedling with a connection to Buddha.

The old monk wanted to say something when his ears suddenly moved. He looked into Tianfo Temple with a surprised expression.

"We have an unwelcome visitor, benefactor. See you later."

After saying this, he walked towards Tianfo Temple with a broom in his hand. When he passed by the little monk, he slapped him on the bald head.

"Don't overthink it. This female donor is fine. If you have nothing to do, go buy her a cup of milk tea. It's good for you."

Regardless of the young monk's surprise, the old monk disappeared in a flash.

There was a small courtyard somewhere in Tianfo Temple, which was the residence of the old monk. As soon as he walked in, he was kicked in the butt.

The old monk who looked like a great monk just now was rubbing his butt, looking at an old man who appeared in the yard, not daring to be angry or say anything.

"Senior, why are you here?"

Wherever Lu Wu refreshes, Uncle Li will appear there.

He stood with his hands behind his back, glaring at the old monk and sneering.

"If I don't come, am I just going to watch you kidnap my sweet granddaughter into your Buddhist temple?"

"I'm telling you, old monk, if you dare to make my granddaughter become a nun, I will tear down your Tianfo Temple."

"I'll keep my word."

The domineering Mr. Li's aura was fully displayed, and the heavy pressure forced the old monk to avoid him.

"Well, it turns out that the female donor is your granddaughter, Senior. Isn't that a coincidence? We are a family."

The old monk was thick-skinned and didn't care about Uncle Li's anger.

Instead, he started to make tea for Uncle Li, using the finest spiritual tea.

This small courtyard seems to be unaffected by the demon-sealing formation, and spiritual energy flows naturally.

After a while, the spiritual tea was ready.

The old monk poured a cup of tea and placed it in front of Uncle Li: "Senior, have some tea to calm your nerves."

Looking at the elegant tea, Uncle Li sneered disdainfully, then took out a cup of milk tea from the storage space.

"Even dogs won't drink your tea."

Uncle Li holds a cup of authentic milk tea in his hand. The rich tea soup has an attractive sweet aroma, which is completely different from the sweet aroma of lemon tea.

It looks delicious.

The old monk's eyes widened.

After a moment of silence, he put the pot of spiritual tea aside.

"Senior is right. Even dogs won't drink this spiritual tea."

"Senior, look at me..."

The old monk rubbed his hands together, his eyes full of desire to drink.

Just as the two old guys were battling each other, outside Tianfo Temple, a young monk came to Lu Wu's stall with a puffy face.

"My senior brother and uncle both said that you are a good person. I believe they would not lie to me."

"But I will keep an eye on you. If you do anything bad to Tianfo Temple, I will not let you go."

The little monk is very pure.

Even when he was saying threatening words, his eyes were clear.

Seeing this little monk, Lu Wu suddenly felt a surge of evil interest, and his originally smiling face suddenly became gloomy.

She looked at the little monk with cold eyes and a stern tone.

"Since you've discovered it, don't blame me, little monk, hehehe..."

After the classic bad guy laugh, Lu Wu waited for the little monk to resist, but the little monk seemed to be stunned and stood there with his mouth wide open.

The next moment...

"Wow!"

Cried!

Tears as big as beans rolled down the little monk's face, and his face looked so pitiful.

The little monk who finally chose to use magic to defeat magic successfully made Lu Wu panic. She looked left and right, and fortunately no one else saw her bullying the child.

"I was wrong. I was just joking. I'm a good person with a good background."

"Don't cry, don't cry. I'll treat you to some super delicious Mee Pu milk tea, okay?"

Lu Wu raised his hands in surrender.

"Hiccup, you're really not a bad person?"

The little monk rubbed his eyes and stared at Lu Wu, trying to look fierce, but he didn't know that his face was very cute after crying.

"Of course not. Can a bad guy give you milk tea?"

Lu Wu argued with reason.

The so-called super delicious Mee Pu milk tea is actually brown sugar pearl milk tea.

With such an exaggerated name, the taste must follow suit.

After seeing the little monk stop crying, Lu Wu quickly took action.

It also uses black tea as the base.

Lu Wu took out a cup and first coated the wall with brown sugar syrup. The sticky syrup flowed naturally on the wall of the cup, forming a "waterfall wonder".

The appearance is acceptable.

If you want pearl milk tea to taste good, the quality of the pearls must be well controlled. They cannot be too soft and must be chewy.

The pearl spoon made by Lu Wu will bounce back after being pressed a few times.

The bottom of the cup is covered with pearls, and the round pearls roll around in the cup, which is very childlike.

After adding ice cubes, add long-chilled black tea, rich and mellow milk and homemade condensed milk.

Shake and shake. Shake and shake.

Until my arms are sore, I just want a cup of milk tea that is so delicious that it makes me want to bleat.