Chapter 64 If You’re Cold You Can Sleep at My Place

"Hey, that's what I..." drank.

Ye Muqi had already taken out the new bowl. When he turned around, he saw Rong Jingchen already drinking and stopped before he finished speaking.

It was too late to say it because Rong Jingchen had already taken a sip from her bowl, and he drank from the same place where she had just drunk. Wasn't this an indirect kiss?

"It's a little sweet." Rong Jingchen only took a bite, "Maybe it's because I don't like sweets very much."

After he finished speaking, Rong Jingchen did not forget to add that the bowl that he was about to hand out was not handed out.

After some of the milk tea was drunk, the dark round pearls underneath were all exposed. Although Rong Jingchen had roughly seen something black inside before, the distance was a bit far, and it was covered by the sweet stuff, so he couldn't see it clearly.

Now that the distance is so close, I can see them very clearly. They are black round beads, but they don’t seem to be that round. Some are still oval.

"What's in here?" Rong Jingchen pointed at the pearls in the bowl and asked Ye Muqi, "It looks a bit like rat shit, but a little bigger than rat shit."

“…”

Ye Muqi was preparing to introduce it, but when he heard Rong Jingchen mention the rat shit, he was suddenly silent.

Who could have thought that the pearls in bubble milk tea were rat droppings?

"I, really, will, thank you!" Ye Muqi stared at Rong Jingchen with gritted teeth.

He is indeed a straight man!

Rong Jingchen: “?”

What's wrong?

Why does my young wife look like she's angry?

"How could I possibly eat rat shit?" How could she be so perverted? She would eat rat shit on herself?

Ye Muqi said this, picked up a brown sugar pearl with a spoon, and let Rong Jingchen taste it.

Although Rong Jingchen was not quite accepting of the appearance of the rat droppings, since it was fed to him by his young wife, he still bit the brown sugar pearls in the spoon into his mouth.

It's not very sweet, but very soft, with a bouncy texture. Although Rong Jingchen doesn't like sweets, this is something he has never eaten before.

"Very chewy." Rong Jingchen tasted it.

"These are brown sugar pearls, specially placed in milk tea. They are made from tapioca flour, rolled into the shape of pearls, and then cooked in brown sugar. Each pearl is full of sugar and goes perfectly with milk tea." Ye Muqi explained the basics to the straight man.

Pearl milk tea is an enduring milk tea in the world today, a classic among classics!

Ye Muqi was very satisfied with the milk tea he made. This was the first time he drank it since he traveled through time. Now he could make it himself and could make it whenever he wanted, thus achieving milk tea freedom.

After that, I will try to make some other kinds of milk tea, and maybe I can open a milk tea shop. I can also arrange modern fruit tea, and there is no shortage of fruits in the supermarket in the space.

Rong Jingchen listened to the explanation carefully. Although he knew it was not rat shit, he did not eat it anymore. He really did not like such sweet and greasy things.

However, Rong Jingchen didn't understand what Ye Muqi was talking about tapioca flour. Looking at this bowl of pearl milk tea, Rong Jingchen was not only sure that his uncle Feng Shanhui's store didn't have it, but probably didn't have it in the entire Bada Town.

"How do you do this?" Rong Jingchen looked at Ye Muqi and asked.

Although Ye Muqi did work as an apprentice in Uncle Feng Shanhui's restaurant, the dishes made by Ye Muqi are much more delicious than those in Uncle Feng Shanhui's restaurant. And things like pearl milk tea are obviously not something that Uncle Feng Shanhui can teach.

Ye Muqi's thoughts were pulled back from opening the milk tea shop and he looked at Rong Jingchen.

Could it be that Rong Jingchen is suspicious of her?

He is indeed a straight man. He confessed his love to her yesterday, but today he started to doubt his girlfriend.

Big pig's hoof!

However, Rong Jingchen had almost no contact with the original owner before, so Ye Muqi was not too panicked now.

"I learned it from a cookbook by reading it myself. The store closed early today, so I bought some ingredients out of curiosity and made it. This is my first time trying it." Ye Muqi explained calmly.

Actually, it’s not really a lie. This is indeed her first time trying to do it. Before, she had seen people doing it in milk tea shops and had also seen such videos.

"I am also educated. To improve my cooking skills, I have read a lot of cookbooks." Not only has he read a lot, he has been practicing his cooking skills all his life. As a seven-star chef, he has cooked a lot of dishes and read a lot of books.

Rong Jingchen was just a little confused at first, but now listening to Ye Muqi's explanation, the image of Ye Muqi holding a cookbook and studying it emerged in his mind, and he also remembered what Yin Lan said about her cooking in the kitchen before.

Ye Muqi can cook such delicious meals now, and it is obvious that he has put a lot of effort into it.

"Thank you for your hard work, Qiqi." Rong Jingchen felt that his young wife had given a lot for him, and he would definitely not let her down!

Ye Muqi: “?”

A little bald.

…

In the evening, Ye Muqi still prepared a sumptuous meal. After the two of them finished eating, Rong Jingchen went to wash the dishes and didn't even let her clean up. It was enough for his young wife to work hard on her cooking skills and cook for him, and he could do the housework!

Ye Muqi made herself a bowl of bubble milk tea and placed it on the table outside before going to take a shower.

After Rong Jingchen finished washing the dishes, he looked at the pearl milk tea that Ye Muqi had placed on the table. This kind of sweet and greasy thing is probably only something that girls like to drink, right?

Rong Jingchen moved a chair next to the sofa and put the milk tea on it. Looking at the turned on TV, Rong Jingchen thought that he should buy the tea as soon as possible so that it would be more convenient to put things.

"I'm done washing, you go ahead and wash."

"good."

As a soldier, Rong Jingchen is very obedient and never procrastinates. When his young wife asked him to take a bath, he acted immediately.

Ye Muqi leaned on the sofa, drinking milk tea while watching TV, feeling very comfortable.

When Rong Jingchen came out after washing, this was the scene he saw, and his eyes softened.

"Winter comes early in Beijing, and the temperature drops quickly after winter, especially at night when you go to bed." Rong Jingchen walked over and sat down next to Ye Muqi, thought for a moment and said.

While talking, he did not forget to look at Ye Muqi's bare feet stepping on the sofa. They were slender and white. He had grabbed them a few days ago. He could hold both of her feet with one hand.

Compared to when he first arrived, Ye Muqi probably felt that it was a bit cold at night, so he changed into long-sleeved pajamas.

"Now...it's okay." She responded nonchalantly.

She even added ice cubes to her milk tea. The weather in Beijing has turned a bit cooler, but it’s not particularly cold now. At most, it’s a little cooler in the morning and evening.

"There is no mattress in your bedroom, and the mattress is thin, so you will feel cold when you sleep." Rong Jingchen looked at his young wife and continued.

"Really? I think it's okay." Ye Muqi finished a bowl of iced milk tea.

“…”

Wasn't what he hinted at obvious enough?

"If you're cold, you can sleep with me."