"Order for the 19th floor of Courtyard, 17 cups of hand-beaten lemon tea!"
"Order for Lantian, Building C, 9 cups of hand-beaten lemon tea."
"Still Lantian, Building C, 11 cups of hand-beaten lemon tea."
"Lantian, Building A, 8... one cup is for the first-floor security guard, a total of 8 cups of hand-beaten lemon tea."
"Cour..."
In the peaceful afternoon, staring at one order after another being posted, Qin Luo was pounding lemons so vigorously flames could have sparked.
Qin Luo: Seriously, have people in the big city never had hand-beaten lemon tea before???
If conditions allowed, Qin Luo would have used the big pot previously for soaking mung beans to pound lemons in a heartbeat.
While frantically working, Qin Luo looked around with a pleading gaze.
His parents weren't there, they went back to sleep.
Huang Xi wasn't there, she went back to rest.
An Youyou wasn't there, she went out for deliveries.
