Chapter 73 Do you add opium shells to everything you make?

"Wow, sister, you are so thoughtful! Did you make this yourself? You can also make sugar water?"

The curly-haired lady next to her received the fried skewers she ordered, and then picked up a cup of mung bean milk ice and looked at it carefully.

"Yes, I made it myself. Let's try it and see if it tastes good."

"Thank you, boss. You're so kind... Boss, are you busy during the day? Do you have a lot to do?"

Another customer also got some mung bean ice cream and asked cautiously.

"I guess so. I have other work during the day."

"Are you busy during the day? Do you have time to slack off?"

"Boss, what do you do during the day? Are you allowed to use your phone during work?"

The customers who received the fried skewers were hesitant and reluctant to leave. They asked tentative questions one by one, while those who said nothing also surrounded Zhao Xiaojing and watched.

"Uh, I'm busy. I don't check my phone much."

“Oh, that’s good.

Oh no! I mean, it was so fulfilling! "

The tattooed guy who asked the question let out a long sigh and unconsciously said what was in his heart. He was patted by the person behind him and quickly changed his words.

Zhao Xiaojing originally thought the atmosphere was quite awkward, but now she felt like laughing.

"Boss, what's the difference between the red beans and mung beans you made?"

Seeing that the people in front were about to reveal the truth, customer number 27 took the fried skewers and changed the subject.

"These two are actually made the same way, both are milk shaved ice. The difference lies in the different tastes of mung beans and red beans. And the toppings inside are a little different. The mung beans are osmanthus flowers, and the red beans are chopped tangerine peel."

Zhao Xiaojing pointed at the two kinds of syrup and explained patiently.

"The boss is an expert! This combination sounds delicious!"

"And they added osmanthus and dried tangerine peel? Boss, you're so generous. You gave me such a big cup as a gift, and you even added some toppings..."

The guests gathered together, either because they realized what was happening or because the topic was really diverted, and they all started discussing the sweet soup that Zhao Xiaojing had sent.

Seeing that the diners finally stopped surrounding the boss to ask about what happened during the day, No. 27 breathed a sigh of relief.

Don't these idiots know that the more they care, the more suspicion they'll arouse? The more wrong they've done, the more they have to act as if they were always honest in order to cover it up.

This is the experience he gained from countless interrogations by his wife!

No. 27 proudly opened the red bean shaved ice and leisurely scooped a spoonful into his mouth.

"Fuck! Boss, do you add opium shells to everything you make?!"

No. 27 shouted at Zhao Xiaojing, and the diners around her suddenly fell silent, looking at each other in horror.

"What's the meaning?"

"What did you just say?"

"You said this stuff is laced with drugs?"

The diners who were about to open the milk ice cream turned their heads to look at No. 27.

"Oh, I, I, I didn't mean that!

I, I mean, everything the boss makes is so delicious, it's like adding opium shells to it and making people addicted! Oh no! It's addictive! Oh no, it's just that, that, it's so delicious! "

When No. 27 saw so many pairs of eyes staring at him, he realized what he had just done and began to explain haltingly.

Everyone laughed for a while, their curiosity aroused, and those who had not originally planned to eat the milk smoothie opened it and tasted it.

"Fuck, brother, I understand you!" The first person who opened it and tasted it immediately patted No. 27 on the shoulder and said.

"Ah...this is so delicious!"

"Oh my god, how can there be red bean shaved ice with such a rich flavor!"

“This is definitely the best ice cream I’ve had this year!”

"Boss, can I buy some free gifts? I'm not satisfied with just this one!"

The tattooed guy took a bite and rushed to Zhao Xiaojing to ask.

"Boss, I want to buy one too! Can you sell me one too?"

"Ahh, I want one too! Boss, how much does it cost? I want it all!"

"Who said they wanted to buy it all? Who? Who said they wanted to buy it all again? Say it again!"

"Boss, I haven't received my gift yet! I'm number 93, the one I just told you I don't like sweet things!"

As soon as the tattooed guy took the lead in wanting to buy something, the diners all reacted and started talking around the stall.

"This is for everyone to eat. It can't be sold. If it is sold, there will be no more for other customers. I only made enough for one person today. If you like it, I will make it for you tomorrow."

Zhao Xiaojing explained with a smile. She was happy that the diners liked the food, and it wouldn't be a big deal to send it back tomorrow, just as a token of appreciation for the thoughtful gestures the customers had left on their screens, hoping she wouldn't see.

"Boss, can you make me a few more tomorrow? I'll pay for them!"

"Yes, boss, I want to buy some too! Why don't you stop giving them away tomorrow and sell them instead? We all want to buy more!"

"I agree! This one looks huge, but I finished it in just a few bites. My wife hasn't had any yet!"

"Yes, yes, I also want to..."

“Boss, boss…”

“Boss! Boss…”

Knowing that there was no extra portion today, customers started pestering Zhao Xiaojing to make more for tomorrow. For a moment, dozens of people were talking at the same time around the stall, and the noise almost made Zhao Xiaojing's ears tinnitus.

In the corner of the parking space behind the crowd, Li Donglai, who had not picked up the goods, kept looking at the time and stood side by side with Guo Gaoang, who was sweating with his hands in his pockets.

"What's going on today? Everyone has picked up their goods, so why aren't they leaving yet?"

Li Donglai looked at the crowd surrounding the stall anxiously. He really wanted to know what everyone was doing, but he didn't dare to go over!

He was afraid that any guests who knew him would talk to him about the swearing in the group today.

He didn't want to lie, as he was afraid that if he told the guests, he would not be able to hide the matter. Zhao Xiaojing would still know that someone was scolding her, and everyone would be as nervous as he was when they heard it.

"Why does it seem like everyone is holding a cup of milk tea? Who's treating everyone to milk tea?"

Guo Gaoang stretched his neck to look, and saw that the customers gathered in a group in front of him were holding fried skewers in one hand and milk tea packaging bags in the other, and they would take a bite from time to time.

"No one seems to be leaving. How about I go over and take a look?"

Guo Gaoang proposed to Li Donglai.

"Okay, then you go."

Guo Gaoang walked over, but was stopped by an old lady just as he got to the side.

"Young man, what are you getting? Can I get it during class?"

"What?" Guo Gaoang didn't understand for a moment.

"Let me ask you guys, what are you getting for free?"

The old lady looked at him eagerly and explained it again.

"No, we're buying fried skewers! We're going to buy food."

Guo Gaoang laughed helplessly. If his grandfather met this grandmother, the two of them would definitely have endless topics to talk about.

"Grandma, please go to fewer classes. It's not easy for you to get your pension. Don't let these teachers cheat you out of it all!"

"Hey! Who said that? I'm not lying to you. I really want the best for us! Hey boy, your mouth smells a bit bad. Would you like to try our toothpaste?"