This is a bizarre rule, isn't it? It's supposed to grant me many children and good fortune

Aying and Aque wore matching light gray aprons, one working while the other packed the food.

Ah Ying deftly tamped the coffee grounds, extracted the coffee, and shook the pot. With a flick of her wrist, the coffee and coconut milk spread layer by layer in the cup.

Aque was in charge of packing and sealing the cups. With nimble fingers, she neatly packed each cup into a bag and arranged them in an orderly fashion.

Old Zhou and Xiao Lin carried several boxes of ice out of the store and placed them under the counter for later use.

Xiao Ren stood to one side of the parasol, holding up a makeshift blackboard with handwritten words on it:

【Rose Wharf Coconut Latte 36 Ghost Coins/cup】

Three or five scattered passersby were already standing on the ground in front of the long table.

Most of the people there were residents who had just woken up from their afternoon nap and were drawn in by the aroma they had never smelled before.

A young woman in a floral dress hesitated and approached, and Aque immediately smiled and handed her a mini tasting cup:

"Hey sis, how about a coconut latte? You can have a taste if you don't want to buy it."

The girl took it and sipped a small amount. Her eyes froze for a moment, then her pupils suddenly brightened.

She glanced down at the light brown and milky white patterns in the glass, then raised it and took a large gulp, a smile involuntarily spreading across her lips.

"What is this? It tastes so good!"

Without saying a word, he took out his money and packed two cups to take away.

Seeing this, an elderly man wearing a baseball cap came over and bought a cup. After finishing it, he smacked his eyes, smacked his lips twice, and gave Ah Ying a thumbs up.

"Girl, this stuff makes me feel so much better!"

The owner of the flower shop next door, however, leaned against her doorframe, arms crossed, frowning as she watched.

She watched for a while, then finally couldn't resist strolling over, raising her eyebrows, her tone filled with a ghostly suspicion:

"You guys... you wouldn't happen to have hired someone, would you? It's just a cup of coffee, why are you making such a fuss?"

Upon hearing this, Su Wan was both amused and annoyed, and turned to meet the gaze of the florist:

"Please, our shop isn't even renovated yet, we haven't even put up a sign, why bother asking someone for help?!"

"The customers liked the taste and insisted that we set up a stall, so we had no choice but to agree!"

The florist clicked her tongue, pursed her lips, and her tone clearly showed disbelief:

"Is it really that good?"

Just as Su Wan was about to say something more joking, Xiao Ren suddenly moved beside her.

He straightened his back as if he had made a momentous decision, picked up a coconut latte from the table, and strode straight toward the proprietress.

His expression was tense, his gaze fixed on her. As he approached, he stretched out his arm and steadily held the coffee cup in front of her.

The proprietress was startled and took two steps back, frantically trying to turn around and hide back in the shop.

As soon as she turned around, Old Zhou's figure had somehow "floated" behind her, blocking her way with his straight back.

Old Zhou didn't say a word, he just stood there silently, and the faint black aura around him began to surge.

The color drained from the proprietress's face in an instant.

Lin Feng quickly stepped forward: "Alright, alright, it's the proprietress's freedom to drink or not, how can you force her?"

He spoke gently, then turned to the proprietress and smiled apologetically.

"Sorry, they were just too enthusiastic..."

However, Xiao Ren remained stiff and motionless, his coffee cup untouched, his gaze fixed on the proprietress, and he uttered a tight sentence:

"If you don't drink today, I... I'll fight you to the death!"

He spoke very softly, but each word was enunciated with great emphasis.

The proprietress stood there, her throat bobbing. She looked at Xiao Ren's youthful yet stubborn face, then at the swirling, shadowy black aura behind Lao Zhou, and finally reached out, her hand trembling as she took the cup of coffee.

She frowned as she brought the rim of the cup to her lips, taking a small sip with a look of resistance, as if she was prepared to be disgusted by the bitterness.

However, as soon as the first bite slid across her tongue, her brow suddenly relaxed.

She took a second sip, and the defensive stiffness between her brows melted away inch by inch, like ice being thawed by warm water.

Her pupils brightened, as if someone had lit a lamp wick in a dark room.

She lowered her head and stared at the light brown lines in the glass, then took another sip. This time, she didn't swallow immediately, letting the liquid linger on her tongue for a moment before slowly sliding it down. Finally, she smacked her lips, as if reluctant to let go of the aftertaste.

"...This is so delicious," she murmured, her voice so soft it was almost a whisper to herself.

Xiao Ren and Lao Zhou, who had been tense for a long time, relaxed almost simultaneously.

Xiao Ren immediately reached out and snatched the coffee cup from the proprietress's hand.

The proprietress was startled and instinctively reached out to grab it, shouting, "Hey, give it back!"

Xiao Ren hid the cup behind his back, his tone regaining the stubbornness characteristic of a young man:

"You've already tasted it and know what it tastes like. If you want to drink it again, you'll have to pay for it."

The proprietress glared at him angrily, but she couldn't bear to part with the smell. She hesitated for a couple of seconds, then finally resigned herself to her fate.

"How much? I'll pay."

"36 ghost coins per cup."

Without saying a word, the proprietress turned around and went back to her shop. She took out her wallet, pulled out 36 ghost coins, walked back quickly, and stuffed them into Xiao Ren's hand.

Xiao Ren took the money and then handed the remaining half-cup of coffee back to her.

The proprietress took the cup, held it protectively to her chest, lowered her head and took another sip. This time she didn't smack her lips, but closed her eyes and let out a long "hmm," as if she had finally calmed down.

Su Wan raised an eyebrow at Lin Feng: "See? I told you, once we make a big sale, she'll drink the most."

........................

3 PM.

A black sedan slowly drove up and stopped next to the sunshade.

Zheng Yuanshan got out of the car, followed by three male colleagues, all of whom stood up straight.

Lin Feng went up to him, and the two shook hands.

Zheng Yuanshan's palms were dry and firm: "Boss Lin, thank you for your trust."

Lin Feng smiled and tilted his head towards the table, where neatly arranged packaged coconut lattes were stacked.

"Ninety-seven cups, not a single one missing." Lin Feng paused, then asked, "Do you need us to deliver them to your company?"

Zheng Yuanshan waved his hand, walked around to the back of the car, and pressed the trunk release. The trunk lid popped open, revealing a clean and tidy interior with a non-slip mat.

Three male colleagues immediately stepped forward, each carrying several bags, and quickly stacked them into the car.

Lin Feng offered a group purchase price of 30 Ghost Coins per cup.

Ninety-seven cups, totaling 2910 ghost coins.

Zheng Yuanshan nodded, took out his phone, and transferred the money decisively.

Lin Feng took the money, handed it to Su Wan, and then casually pulled out four individually packaged cups of coffee from under the table and stuffed them into Zheng Yuanshan's hands:

"Consider the extra four cups a gift for you, drink them on the way."

Zheng Yuanshan didn't stand on ceremony and immediately lifted the lid of the cup to take a big gulp.

The rich aroma of coconut mixed with the fragrance of coffee spreads in the mouth, instantly calming the restlessness in the body.

He looked down at the light brown liquid in the glass and uttered a soft sentence:

"...This is the taste."