I Became Rich after selling Desserts in Ancient Time

YangZhi Ganlu 2

The atmosphere in the carriage was so grim and cold that even the coachman shuddered, feeling that Pei Langjun was about to hit someone in the next second.

　　Fang Heng was surprisingly insensitive and continued to sell it without knowing whether he would live or die: "My dear, please try it. Miss Tang said that this drink is cold and can relieve heat and dryness. It tastes very good."

　　Pei Ling is very angry now, so angry that he wants to punch someone.

　　The carriage stopped on the street for a while. Although the blue-gray carriage was not eye-catching, Pei Ling was very popular and many people had an impression of this low-key carriage.

　　Soon, many girls gathered within a radius of three meters from the carriage and looked at it.

　　"Is this Pei Langjun's carriage?"

　　"It seems so. Why is it parked here? Is Pei Langjun in there?"

　　"Yes, I think I saw Mr. Fang come in just now, holding a bowl of drink he bought from Miss Tang."

　　"You bought it for Pei Langjun? Pei Langjun likes to drink sweet drinks?"

　　The sounds outside the carriage reached his ears, and as expected, it attracted quite a few people to watch. Pei Langjun looked at his men with a colder look.

　　What was wrong with me when I was young that I chose such a thing from among a group of loyal servants.

　　Fang Heng pushed the bowl forward and said, "My dear, please take it. Miss Tang didn't serve any new dishes today. Only this Yangzhi Ganlu drink is newly made. Please enjoy. I still have to buy some lava egg tarts. I have been asked to do so by several brothers before I leave."

　　Then you are really righteous.

　　In order not to waste time on the street like a fool, Pei Ling took a deep breath and took the bowl.

　　The cool touch reaches the fingertips, like a wisp of ice and snow, smoothing out the irritability in the heart.

　　He looked down at the drink in the bowl. The coconut milk soup was whiter than autumn clouds, and it was soaked with crystal clear fruit pulp and tapioca pearls.

　　The Pei family has a profound heritage. Others may not recognize these fruit grains, but he is familiar with them.

　　The pomelo pulp is crystal clear with a hint of pink, the orange pulp is darker in color, the ampaloma is cut into small cubes, with a soft and tender texture, and there are also small pearl-like sago, crowded together in the bowl, looming in the coconut milk, and shining in the sunlight like stars in the sky at night.

　　He originally didn't want to drink it in the street, but for some reason, he raised the bowl, lowered his head and took a sip.

　　The coconut milk, pulp and fruit particles in the bowl were like honey, scrambling to slide into the mouth, icy and slippery.

　　The first thing you taste is the rich aroma of coconut milk, which is not too sweet, and the light coconut flavor is just right. The flesh of the Ampaloma is soft to chew, with a smooth and delicate taste. The other rice-sized fruit grains burst with sweet juice when you bite them, with the freshness and fragrance of the fruit.

　　Pei Ling doesn't like overly sweet tastes, and this bowl of mango sago just meets his aesthetic standards. The taste is as fresh as a crescent moon, yet delicious.

　　His sense of taste was still compromised and he could not taste even one tenth of the flavor, but even so, it was very good. This bowl of drink was worthy of the word "nectar".