When the flow of people in the pedestrian street slowly began to increase, the business of the milk tea shop also began to improve. Occasionally, one or two people would queue up, and after ordering milk tea, they would sit in the shop chatting and waiting.

The buy-one-get-one-free activity is actually a good one, because people who come shopping are usually not alone, and even if there is an odd number, they will take a cup away or something.

Cong Zhixian also began to slowly adapt to the fact that there was a beautiful girl watching him next to him, his movements became more and more skillful, and he was no longer disorganized.

It's just that I feel a little worried in my heart.

Because there were not many people around, Shang Xiaojun was resting aside, so he struck up a conversation with Wen Ya.

"Are you still in school?"

"Um."

"Studying in college?"

"No, senior year."

"Senior year of high school? Huh? Isn't it about to take the college entrance examination?"

"Yeah that's right."

"Oh, I didn't study hard when I took the college entrance examination. Anyway, I'm not just messing around, right?" He thought that those who came out to help at this time probably didn't study seriously.

"Uh..." So Wen Ya responded with difficulty.

Pan Xiaoting couldn't help but interrupt: "Xiaojun, stop chatting, let's see if Xiaocong needs help."

"Hai, he can handle it all by himself, right Xiao Cong?" Shang Xiaojun turned his head and asked carelessly.

Cong Zhixian nodded dully.

"I'm chatting with a pretty girl, boss lady, why do you care so much? Are you afraid that I'll deceive you?" Shang Xiaojun joked.

"I'm afraid you'll be beaten by your boyfriend!" Pan Xiaoting rolled her eyes at him and said angrily.

"Oh, you have a boyfriend?" Shang Xiaojun said nonchalantly: "It's okay, I can change it if I have a boyfriend!"

Wen Ya first nodded to confirm the first half of the sentence, then quickly shook her head.

She looks a little cute, and Shang Xiaojun can't help but be jealous of her boyfriend.

The movements of Cong Zhixian's hands stagnated for a moment, then there was an indescribable loss in his eyes, and then he felt relieved.

That's right, it's normal for such a beautiful girl to have a boyfriend, right?

Shang Xiaojun was probably just joking, and he stopped talking to her afterwards. Wen Ya studied happily and peacefully.

And when a certain point passed, the number of people on the pedestrian street suddenly began to increase, so the milk tea shop also began to queue up. At first, I only took three or four orders, but due to my low proficiency in making milk tea,

So orders started to backlog.

Although Pan Xiaoting immediately asked the remaining two helpers to come on stage, these two were still relatively novices after all, and their movements were slow and prone to mistakes.

When Pan Xiaoting saw Shang Xiaojun making a cup of caramel for someone who asked for milk green, she was ready to wait for the customer to give her opinion and ask for it to be redone. However, it seemed that the customer thought it was milk green and drank it without any objection.

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When there were more people, Pan Xiaoting finally couldn't help but join the battlefield, because the customers who placed orders now may have already waited for more than a dozen cups.

With the addition of Pan Xiaoting, a skilled worker, the production of milk tea has become faster.

If Qin Xiangyang were here, it might not be surprising. Who wouldn’t have waited almost an hour for Heytea, which has become very popular in later generations, to open its doors?

As a result, Wen Ya became the only one idle, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed, so she took the initiative and said: "Sister Xiaoting, can I come with you?"

Pan Xiaoting originally didn't want Wen Ya to do it, but there were too many people at the moment, and she was embarrassed to keep the guests waiting, so she asked, "Can you do it?"

"Yes, I've learned it." Wen Ya nodded. It was actually not difficult, especially since the ingredients were already prepared. The remaining steps were quite simple. I had just seen them.

Pan Xiaoting hesitated for a moment and then nodded. She thought that "learned" meant that Qin Xiangyang had already taught her, so she learned it, but she did not expect that she had learned it now.

Wen Ya smiled slightly, then rolled up her sleeves, washed her hands, and started preparing the next order of milk tea.

Immediately afterwards, Pan Xiaoting was surprised to find that Wen Ya quickly became familiar with it after making two cups of it. She was better than Tang Yaming and Shang Xiaojun, and was on par with Cong Zhixian. But sometimes when she encountered problems,

As long as she gave a hint, Wen Ya would understand immediately.

Did Qin Xiangyang specially train Wen Ya? Or is she just smart?

Pan Xiaoting thought like this and kept moving her hands.

At this time, the restaurant is already full of customers, and others cannot sit down and have to wait outside, so sometimes they have to shout loudly.

Fortunately, the bar was relatively spacious, and Pan Xiaoting was fortunate to have listened to Qin Xiangyang's words and hired two more employees.

Wen Ya looked at the list in her hand, raised her head and said loudly: "No. 113, your milk tea is ready."

A boy stood up from his seat, walked to the bar, said thank you, then looked at Wen Ya with burning eyes and said, "Can you please leave your phone number?"

Wen Ya smiled and shook her head: "Sorry, I don't have a phone."

The boy left in disappointment, picked up four cups of milk tea, pulled his three companions sitting in the seat, and asked them to leave quickly.

After a small interlude, several people were busy at the bar. Cong Zhixian was making milk tea with Wen Ya at close range, and he felt inexplicably relieved and happy.

At this moment, a sharp voice suddenly came over.

"This milk tea of ​​yours is too sweet, do you want to kill someone?"

Pan Xiaoting followed the sound and saw a woman in a shirt frowning, slapping milk tea on the table and questioning Guo Qiaoqiao.

Guo Qiaoqiao said straightforwardly: "This is how our milk tea tastes."

"What do you mean it tastes like this?" The woman was about to get angry.

Pan Xiaoting quickly came over and apologized: "Sorry, madam, you are not satisfied with us making you a new drink. Please wait a moment."

The woman stopped talking and nodded.

Pan Xiaoting brought the milk tea in, tore off the plastic film on it, drank a little with the mouth of the cup, and then frowned. It was indeed too sweet. Her design standard should not be so sweet.

Just because she was afraid that the taste would be different every time she made it, Pan Xiaoting customized spoons and containers of different specifications, and indicated the amount needed for each type of milk tea.

Pan Xiaoting glanced around, but couldn't tell who did it, so she had to say: "Don't put too much sugar, use the standard I gave, you know?"

Wen Ya confirmed that she didn't do it, but still nodded.

Tang Yaming took a look and saw that she seemed to have done this...

But she didn't speak.

Pan Xiaoting didn't bother to check it out at this time, and neatly made a new cup for the lady, then took it out and apologized again.

The woman opened it and took a sip, relaxed her brows, nodded, and expressed satisfaction with the result, saying: "Well, it's almost done this time, not bad."

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Chapter completed!