Chapter 294 The Freshest Milk

Time passed by minute by minute, and seeing that the guys in the store were almost ready, Sang Yu's bad premonition became stronger and stronger.

No matter how anxious she was, Sang Yu kept reassuring herself. Liu Mao had always been prudent in his actions. Since he had promised to send someone back if things got bad, he would definitely do it.

Since I haven't seen the person who delivered the message yet, it means there's still time.

Afraid that she would lose control and reveal her inner anxiety, Sang Yu simply brought a stool from the kitchen and sat directly next to Baizui, pretending to chat with him.

In fact, he kept glancing at the half-open back door out of the corner of his eye, hoping to see Liu Mao coming back with milk in the next second.

Baizui's character is indeed much more docile than that of ordinary donkeys. Even if Sangyu sits beside it and mumbles something incomprehensible, it just lowers its head and eats grass obediently without even wagging its tail.

As time got closer to the hour of Si, Sang Yu's heart grew heavier.

Just when she was about to get up and announce to the staff that the opening would be postponed for another day, she suddenly heard hurried footsteps outside the back door - someone was running towards her!

Sang Yu's eyes suddenly lit up. Although she still wanted to maintain her calm demeanor, her increasingly quick steps towards the back door revealed her anxious mood.

Before she reached the back door, the half-closed door was pushed half open from the outside by a visitor. The visitor was Liu Mao, who was running out of breath.

He was breathing heavily at this time, and when he saw Sang Yu, he was immediately delighted: "Young lady, quickly call all the people, bring the wooden barrels and pull the donkey cart, let's go get the milk."

At such a critical moment, Sang Yu certainly would not keep asking what had happened.

She immediately did as she was told, called the Sang father and son and the shop assistants, left one person to guard the door, and drove the donkey cart out together.

On the way, she asked Liu Mao what had happened. After hearing what Liu Mao said, she was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

The farmers Liu Mao found were all very honest and hardworking. The milk they squeezed out was rich, mellow and of good quality, but they were too honest and hardworking.

They thought Liu Mao wanted fresh raw milk, so they led the cow into the city and tried to wait until they got there to milk it.

On normal days, it is not uncommon to see a donkey cart or an ox cart entering the city. However, today, the guards of Lingnan City saw something unusual: three or five farmers driving six or seven cows into the city.

These cows are raised specifically for giving birth and producing milk, and we don't even use them to work in the fields.

It was rare to see so many people in the city, and I was so scared that I didn't want to move forward.

The farmers were relying on milking the cows to make money and were reluctant to whip them hard. Coupled with the onlookers, they were stuck in a dilemma for a while.

When Liu Mao went over, he saw a group of people surrounding them to watch the fun. After asking about the whole story, a look of astonishment appeared on his usually calm face.

The farmers were reluctant to use ruthless force to drive the cattle away, but he was willing to do so. With the pain and intimidation, the cattle that had been staying still finally began to move forward slowly.

However, there were too many people on the street, which greatly affected the speed of the herd's progress.

Liu Mao finally drove them to the vicinity of Qinghuan Street. When he was about to drive them further, he was stopped by someone who said that livestock were not allowed to enter.

He then ran over and asked someone to bring the bucket over, intending to get the milk directly.

Liu Mao didn't need to point it out specifically. When Sang Yu saw a place surrounded by people watching the excitement from afar, he knew that it must be the gathering place of the cattle.

When she saw the cows as she squeezed into the crowd with the donkey cart, she couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Fortunately, she quickly realized that this was not the time to laugh, and she quickly directed the men to start milking with the help of the farmers.

"First squeeze in a batch and take it back on a donkey cart to cook. There's no rush to cook the rest."

Sang Yu made arrangements in an orderly manner. Now that she knew it was not weaning but the farmers' good intentions that led to bad results, she naturally stopped panicking.

As long as the first batch of milk is cooked, you can make milk tea, and then make the rest slowly, there is no need to be so anxious.

When the donkey cart carrying the wooden barrel filled with raw milk was heading towards Pearl Drink, Sang Yu said to Liu Mao, "Go explain this to these farmers later and don't make such a fool of yourself again."

"I must explain it clearly this time." Liu Mao couldn't help but sigh.

If you look into this matter carefully, he is also responsible. He did not make the demands clear, which led to the farmers' misunderstanding and caused today's farce.

"Okay, then I'll go back first, you negotiate with them." The smile on Sang Yu's face became even more intense. It was rare for her to see Liu Mao being humiliated, but today she finally witnessed it.

Not to mention how Liu Mao explained and calmed the farmers' emotions, asking them to drive their cattle home quickly.

Although there were some unexpected events, Pearl Drink still officially opened at the hour of Si.

The door panels had all been removed and put away in advance, revealing the newly arranged lobby.

Sang Yu asked Liu Mao to use a bamboo pole to hold a long string of firecrackers and set them off at the door. After a series of crackling sounds, the Pearl Drink restaurant officially opened.

The opening of a new store naturally requires opening activities, and Sang Yu had already thought about how to promote the store.

She asked several waiters to stand at the door with cups that were only big enough for two sips and invite passers-by to taste the food for free.

Someone was in charge of the promotion, constantly shouting, "For the first three days of opening, buy two get one free on the same pearl milk tea from Journey to the West."

Anyone who loves listening to books and walks around Qinghuan Street has become familiar with the pearl milk tea sold only in Zhongjia Teahouse after the influence of "Journey to the West" has gradually fermented in recent times.

Now, when they heard that the new store actually sold the same kind of pearl milk tea, they immediately became interested and some people started to come into the store.

The first person to enter the store was a young woman of about eighteen years old, with a low bun, and she was already a famous lady.

She looked at the decoration and layout of the store curiously, and slowly walked to the counter to place an order.

"Is the bubble tea you sell the same as the one in Zhong's Tea House?"

She had drunk pearl milk tea several times when she was listening to "Journey to the West" and liked the taste very much.

I had planned to buy a cup of milk tea and listen to a book and chat with my best friend, but I didn't expect that the usual milk tea vendor was not in the teahouse today.

She didn't know if it was because she had developed a habit of listening to books while drinking milk tea, but even though the story of Journey to the West was as exciting as ever, she always felt like something was missing.

That's when I decided to go out and buy something to drink, and happened to come across this store opening.

The guy taking orders smiled and nodded slightly, "It's the same. The one selling milk tea over there before was our boss."

Hearing her say this, the young woman was overjoyed: "Then give me two cups."