I Became Rich after selling Desserts in Ancient Time

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　It was a nice day, and the sun was still shining in the shop, making it warm and cozy.

　　When there are not many customers in the shop, Tang Yue likes to move a small stool and sit at the door, so that she can bask in the warm sunshine and watch the bustling scene of the West Market.

　　Yan Niang also has this habit. The two female bosses, one moved the stool to the east, and the other moved the stool to the west, and they gathered together to eat melon seeds and chat.

　　The days passed peacefully and harmoniously.

　　Around noon, three people dressed as helpers came out of the restaurant and walked towards the velvet flower shop and the dessert shop.

　　I came to the dessert shop to buy drinks.

　　Tang Yue stood up and walked back to the counter, asking, "What would you like to drink?"

　　One of them said, "Young lady, do you still have ice drinks for sale? If you do, give each of us a bowl."

　　Although it was not too cold today, it was already past the time for iced drinks. These guys were wearing thin clothes and they actually came to buy iced drinks.

　　"Yes, we have some cool green plum tea, which is great for cooling off and quenching thirst." Tang Yue asked curiously, "It's just that the weather isn't that hot, so don't drink it and get an upset stomach."

　　"Thank you for your reminder, young lady. But you don't know that we are all very tired and hot right now. We need a bowl of ice drink to cool down and quench our thirst."

There were ready-made bottles of Qingmei Green Tea in the refrigerator of the dessert house. Tang Yue poured out three bowls, brought them to the table one by one, and said, "Please enjoy."

　　The three men took up the bowl and drank it gulply. They felt relieved after finishing half a bowl in one breath and kept praising the benefits of the drink.

　　Tang Yue asked: "Do you have a lot of work as a helper in the restaurant kitchen? Why is it so tiring?"

　　One of them answered, "Normally it's OK, but today, our chef Feng said he wanted to develop a new dish that requires whipping milk into dense foam. We took turns to whip it, but our hands were sore and we still couldn't whip it up."

　　Tang Yue understood all at once. Chef Feng came to drink jasmine milk tea with milk foam yesterday, but he didn't figure out how to make the milk foam at that time. Today, he even asked his helpers to try it together, thinking that more people could easily whip the milk.

　　Come to think of it, Cui Erniang and the "famous teacher" Wang Dalang are really responsible.

　　She smiled and praised: "Chef Feng has a good idea. Once the milk is really whipped, the restaurant will have another famous dish."

　　This was a veiled compliment but the three men could not hear it and just waved their hands: "We are so scared. If Chef Feng really wants to make this dish, we will lose our hands."

　　Tang Yue sat down and asked with interest: "I heard that your foreman is Wang Dalang, why didn't he join the milking?"

　　"Why didn't he beat the milk?" another said, "It's strange, Wang Dalang is usually the most lazy, but today he was very enthusiastic in beating the milk. The three of us were able to come out and drink, but Wang Dalang was already exhausted."

　　Another added: "What's even stranger is that when the foam couldn't be made, Wang Dalang got angry and dared to confront Feng the chef with a red face. If you didn't know better, you would think he was the chef and Feng the chef was the foreman."