I will never give in to Miss Death

“It’s really not easy to break.”

Filo continued, "The patience of the elf, the resistance of the succubus, the mental strength of the cat, and... well, the recovery ability of the water magician, max it out!"

I felt the hair on my head stand up straight: "Hey!"

"Alright, alright, stop making trouble. Today is Saturday, and June 1st is Children's Day. There will definitely be a lot of people coming to the store, but the number of our maids has also doubled, so it should be a lot easier."

Yin Xiamo picked up two cats that were passing by and said, "Filo, Nuoer, see you during the afternoon break!"

"it is good--"

Just as Xiaomo said, the number of people coming to the coffee shop increased a lot on Saturday, both in the morning and at noon.

I originally thought that the situation would be better after the peak dining time between 8 and 9 in the morning, but I didn’t expect that there would be a lot more people after 9 o’clock, especially after 10 o’clock. The situation on the first floor could almost be described as “a sea of ​​people”.

Most of the people who come here are families. Mom and dad bring their children, let their children order various sweets and milk tea in the store, and then play with the cats in the store with their children.

I don’t know why, but when there were more children in the store, some of the cats that were originally very fierce became well-behaved.

Like the most ferocious cats in the store, "No. 3 Building" and "Mosquito Bag", both of them are rural cats. Usually, they will only be a little bit obedient when they meet me and Xia Mo, but if Ouyang Xue or Li Chen tease them, they will directly show their fangs - "Hiss! Ha!"

Although these cats are not as aggressive towards customers who come to the store as they are towards their acquaintances Ouyang Xue and Li Chen, they certainly will not allow themselves to be touched or hugged like other well-behaved cats. When some customers see these cats lying quietly in the corner and want to hug them, No. 3 and Mosquito Bag will simply avoid them. If the customer with a particularly tough attitude insists on hugging them, No. 3 will start to "hate" the person, but will not really bite or scratch anyone, because they are very clear about their position in the store, and the most they will do is break free and run away.

However, today, when faced with a group of naughty children aged six to ten, those cats that used to be extremely ferocious were no longer fierce. They chose to lie down directly, allowing the children to touch, hug and kiss them, and they stood there with their bellies exposed, waiting for the children to touch them enough.

Legend has it that cats respect the elderly and love the young, but have great contempt for people in the middle age group. Today I have witnessed this.

They are really patient with children and the elderly, but with young people...hiss! Ha!

"Two cups of Yuyuan milk tea with pearls, half sugar!"

"A small pudding with a latte, and 70% sugar in the latte!"

"Roger that!"

In addition to cocktails, Philo is also an expert at making milk tea.

She can tell what these things taste like, how to combine them, what the most appropriate proportions are, and how to mix them to make the most delicious drink just by tasting milk or tea bags.

Originally, the store had a relatively detailed milk tea production process and recipe, such as how much milk ingredients, how many ingredients, and how much ice to add to the milk tea. Philo "optimized" those recipes, causing customers who have tried it to applaud continuously.

"Oh my god, is this a new flavor created by your store? It didn't taste like this when I came here before!"

"This signature milk tea is so delicious, isn't it? Did you change the recipe?"

"Can I see how this cup of milk tea is made? It tastes so good!"

Then, a large group of customers gathered around the operating table, watching Philo elegantly cutting sugar, grinding tea leaves and tea bags, and mixing the flavor of milk. He played with the cup of milk tea as if it were a playing card in the hands of a magician, flying up and down, constantly spinning and merging. Even I, who was standing next to him, couldn't see the movement trajectory of the cup.

"Is this the new maid?"

"Isn't her technique amazing? It's like a magic trick!"

"What the hell! What the hell! I don't know what to say. I need to record this with my phone!"

Within ten minutes, a circle of people gathered around and pointed their cell phone cameras at the place.

"Hey?"

This scene made Filo a little overwhelmed: "What... is going on?"

"Video, there may be many anchors."

I whispered beside him, "Just record the scene of you mixing milk tea, and then play it back when you get home. People don't usually see such a scene, and they think it's magical."

"There's equipment that can record videos? This technology is too scary!"

Philo was surprised: "What a magical world!"

I continued in a low voice: "If you want, you can ask Xiaomo for one. The main thing is that your... mixing, mixing milk technique is too abstract."

"Huh? Isn't this pretty basic?"

As if to prove that her skill in making milk tea was ordinary, Philo even performed a "unique skill" - she quickly ground the sugar into powder and put it on a cardboard, then used a spoon to scoop a spoonful of milk from the small freezer behind her. With her hands, she spun the spoonful of milk in the air for several times like a magician, and finally formed a rotating circle and ran towards the sky. Then she grabbed a cup as quickly as possible, mixed the tea and powdered sugar she had just prepared into the cup, and steadily caught the "milk ball" in the air, covered the lid, and began to shake it with a "swish".

"Oh oh oh!"

"What a fast hand!"

"This maid is so strong!"

Amid the exclamations of the people around him, Filo prepared the milk tea and put it on the workbench with a "pop". Then he looked around handsomely and said, "No. 76, signature milk tea."

"here!"

A little sister came up to her, her eyes sparkling with stars: "Sister, were you a bartender before?"

"uh-huh?"

Philo nodded: "Do you want to keep your mouth shut?"

"No, no, I can just hold the cup and drink it like this."

The little sister blushed: "Um...sister, can I have your contact information?"

"Contact information? What's that?"

"It's just... mobile phone number, WeChat, or QQ, I can do it!"

"Ah...I probably don't have those things."

"Ah... Well, okay, I'll order another drink later. Can you do it again like this?"

"completely fine!"

"..."

Because Filo at the workbench was becoming more and more popular, everyone gathered in the middle to watch the fun when ordering milk tea, which left me, the maid in charge of delivering meals, completely idle. Seeing that there was nothing for me to do on the second floor, I went to the first floor and prepared to assist the smart robot here with some cleaning.

"Ding Dong! Welcome!"

Then, I saw Ye Yuqing, Mayor Ye, who just pushed open the door of the coffee shop and walked in.

The difference was that today she was wearing a homely dress, and a girl in her twenties was following her.

“Business is good.”

Seeing me, the mayor greeted me warmly and then turned to the girl behind him.

"This is my daughter. She was just discharged from the hospital yesterday. She has always wanted to come over here and meet you."

"..."

……

No, 217, do you want to do it again? Yeah

"Hello."

Following Mayor Ye Yuqing was a young girl who had a slightly pale face but a very good foundation.

The girl was nearly 1.7 meters tall, a little taller than Xiaomo, with a small round face, single eyelids, and a very slim figure. She looked somewhat similar to the patients I had seen in the hospital before who had been lying in bed for a long time.

However, the girl in front of him was obviously not as weak and haggard as those patients, and her face still had a lot of radiance.

"Are you...are you busy at work?"

Perhaps because she saw the maid outfit I was wearing, the girl in front of me looked a little embarrassed: "Did I disturb you?"

She seems to be a very polite and modest girl...

"It's not too busy now."

I pointed to the second floor behind me and said, "We have a lot of employees in the store today, and it's not the peak dining period, so we're not in a rush."

Although today is Saturday and Children's Day, there are a lot of children coming to the store, but those children are basically accompanied by their parents. The second floor of the coffee shop is advertised as the "coffee area" and "milk tea, dessert" area. Most parents stay away from these drinks and do not want their children to go to the second floor.

Strictly speaking... coffee is not suitable for children.

Milk tea contains a certain amount of caffeine, and its effect is similar to that of coffee. Children in this period are at the age of growing up, and parents would definitely hope that they will not drink this kind of beverage.

As for desserts…whether it’s cheese, cakes or puddings from the store, it’s not suitable for children to eat too much because they are full of sugar, calories and fat.

This also resulted in that although there were a lot of people coming to the store on Children's Day, including many children, there were very few customers going to the second floor. Most of them were college students or people on social leave who came to play during their holidays.

What's more... at this time... Philo's black dragon was performing his special skills on the second floor. The customers there basically paid with their mobile phones, and there were cameras everywhere in the store, so Philo didn't even need to go through the payment process.

"Well... can we talk about this?"

Hearing that I didn't show any obvious rejection, the girl's eyes suddenly lit up and she looked around: "Is there any vacant seat here?"

"There should be more..."

I looked around the first floor of the coffee shop, and my eyes fell on the outdoor tables and chairs outside the house: "There are still a few seats on the second floor, and on the first floor... well, if you don't like air conditioning, you can sit outside."

Actually, I personally don’t really like talking about “transplantation” with Li Denghua, Lu Xinmeng and Mayor Ye’s daughter.

Lu Xinmeng is fine. So far, her attitude towards illness and life is the most sunny and positive of all the children I have met. Li Denghua is too young and is in the rebellious period of adolescence. She has been pampered since childhood and does not have much concept in this regard. Sometimes she speaks as capriciously as a standard elementary school student. Fortunately, Li Denghua's parents are more or less people with higher education. Although their daughter is a little naughty, her values ​​are not distorted and they can barely communicate with her.

As for Mayor Ye’s daughter and the sister of the tentacle monster “Da Xu” in the group… I don’t know why, but I always have a feeling that “the conversations with them will be awkward after meeting them.”

After all this is really embarrassing for me.

It feels like... someone submitted an article to some newspapers or magazines in my name and posted an advertisement "Seeking pen pals" at the bottom of those magazines. I knew nothing about it, but within a few days I received a lot of friendship messages, which made me surprised and sad.

As an uncle before, I had few friends because of my work and personality. Every day I would punch in on time for work, work honestly, and then get off work on time. When I got home, I would go to the nearby vegetable market to buy vegetables, cook, eat dinner, turn on the computer, type, and if I had any free time after typing, I would watch dinner, play games, and finally go to bed.

The difference between me and the current mainstream "men" is that at that time I honestly believed that "work is work", "as an employee I have to go to work and leave on time", and "people have to do their duties", which is also the reason why I have never had friends or a girlfriend.

I vaguely remember that two years ago, after being fired by my previous boss, I found a job in a milk tea shop. The three waiters in the shop were all men. Our job was to make milk tea according to the customers' requirements, seal it, and hand it to the customers outside.

At that time, my understanding of this industry was that since we were waiters and technicians, we had to treat every cup of milk tea seriously, follow the recipe, use the freshest ingredients, and present the best side of the brand to customers.

I have always believed that as long as I work hard, be serious, and strictly control the quality of the desserts, I will easily be appreciated by the boss. I even fantasized whether there would be girls passing by who would be attracted to me because of my "seriousness".

Then reality gave me several hard slaps in the face.

Among the young men who worked in that store with me, one had a rather frivolous personality. If he were to make the milk tea, he would hardly focus on the quality of the milk tea. For example, for some hand-shaken coffee drinks, the ingredient list clearly stated that all the ingredients needed to be shaken together for more than three minutes, the ice needed to be crushed, and the ingredients needed to be shaken evenly, and then handed to the customer when the taste was best. However, the young man would just shake it twice just to make it look like he was making a fool of himself, but he would spend a lot of time "socializing".

For example, when he sees that the person ordering is a girl, he will greet them, “Beauty, you are here again? What would you like to drink today?” “Beauty, your new phone is nice, it’s the latest model?” “Haha, beautiful girl, this is the nth time you have come to our store? I recognize you.” When he sees that it is a boy, he will greet them, “Brother, sit for a while, there are many beautiful girls in our store.” “There will be a lot of people soon, all beautiful girls, just sit here and drink, trust me.” Although most of them are visiting our store for the first time, they are still stunned by the young man’s deception.

Like this young man, there was another young man who was working in the store at that time. He never checked whether the drinks were fresh when he made them. Even if it was a pineapple that had been left for two days or a mango that had turned black, he would take it out and add it to the customer's drink cup. He would also try to be cool while doing it, with exaggerated gestures: "Beauty, remember our store. This is your first time here, so we'll give you a discount. A large cup of mango ice, and a larger cup. Next time you come, report the code 12345. While others buy a large cup, you can buy a large cup at the same price." Then he added the black mango into the large cup.

I originally thought that if they did this, customers would be dissatisfied after tasting the strange taste. However, what frustrates me is that almost all customers cannot tell how many days the mango has been stored or whether the coffee has been shaken for three minutes as required. Instead, many customers have become regular customers of the store because of the various compliments and sweet words from the two young men.

Sometimes they don't come to work during their breaks, and when I'm on duty, I'll honestly use the best mangoes to make mango ice for them. These girls will still ask, "Why didn't those two come today? It's so boring. The taste of what you made is far worse than theirs, and the quantity is so small. You're so stingy."

In the end, the first young man became a couple with a girl who often came to the store to buy drinks and resigned. The young man who made drinks with rotten fruits every day was promoted by the head office and became the store manager. Then he fired me because I was too wasteful in the store.

It is precisely because of similar experiences that I have become more and more fond of being alone.

A person’s small room, a person’s dining table, a person’s small world.

It can be said that... Yin Xiamo's sudden appearance opened a small gap in my world.

Now, the gap seems to be getting bigger and bigger, and there is a dazzling light outside, which makes me a little overwhelmed.

Lu Xinmeng, Ouyang Xue, Elodie, Lan Jiajia... and now, Mayor Ye, Ye Yuqing's daughter.

"Let's go outside then."

Hearing that I had no obvious intention of refusing, the girl in a normal-looking outfit and shorts pointed to the table outside and said, "Do you have any signature morning tea here?"

"We basically sell breakfast in the morning, but we have coffee and milk tea on the second floor."

I casually took a menu from the table next to me and said, "What do you want to order?"

"Xinxin, just order whatever you want, just don't drink anything too sweet."

Ye Yuqing came over and said, "My daughter has just been discharged from the hospital. If it's a drink, don't add too much to it, please."

"Yeah. I know."

I nodded. "I suggest not ordering drinks."

Drinks are really harmful to your kidneys.

For example, it’s okay to drink a cup of cola or milk tea occasionally, but don’t drink them as water. If you drink one or two cups a day, people with poor health will easily have problems.

This was probably the case with Lan Jiajia before. She had high uric acid. The reason for this was that she liked to drink soup and high-protein seafood while eating meals, and she also liked to drink alcohol or high-sugar beverages.

If girls eat seafood and drink broth every day, and then like to eat sweets, and drink a cup of milk tea and a cup of cola a day, they are likely to develop this problem. For boys, it is necessary to have barbecues every day, especially barbecued fish, or eat a lot of hairy crabs and grilled squid, and then drink a lot of beer, like the one in the snail house apartment before. Beer can also cause high uric acid, and then gout, which can lead to organ failure throughout the body. At the same time, alcohol damages the liver. The three-pronged approach can lead to sudden death.

"For breakfast, you can order some of our glutinous rice rolls or siu mai, both are good."