Xia Mo picked up a string: "Try it."

"It must be eaten." Lin Wanxian sniffed: "The crayfish sour bean stuffing, and it turns out that Xia Xia understands me."

Xia Mo's eyes were crescent: "Of course, you are my master, so you must not bribe them."

"Well! It's a bit of flavor. You'll think of me when you see what I like to eat. There's no other reason." Lin Wan corrected that she knew in her heart that Xia Mo was not bribing her. Every time they saw something they liked, they couldn't help but buy it. Xia Mo was Lin Wan's first friend in this world.

"You understand if I don't say it." Xia Mo looked at Lin Wan, who was eating with relish, and said, "Wanwan, I really didn't expect that I could still make close friends in my forties. I was surprised, unexpected. Is this considered a friend of my age?"

When Lin Wan heard his friend for ages, he burst into laughter. Why did Xia Mo's words sound like he was old?

"The difference is about ten years old, do you think you are a friend of age?" Lin Wan laughed: "You won't treat yourself as an old lady, right?"

"A generation gap is three years old, and there are at least five generation gaps between us, which is fifteen years. Fortunately, our thoughts are on the same level." Xia Mo leaned on Lin Wan's shoulder: "Don't say, sometimes I feel like you are like a sister, and I feel so safe next to you."

Lin Wan deliberately said with a rough voice: "Well, sister Xia Mo, I will always protect you. You have to listen to your sister."

Xia Mo straightened her neck and gently hammered Lin Wan's shoulder: "Get out, I'm trying to take advantage of me. Have you finished eating the skin? Can we start after eating it? Dangdangdangdang, the new notebook I bought is pink and tender, and it will be specially used to remember the formula for milk tea from today."

On the pink cover, there is a flower fairy painted, and small flowers bloom in the sun. The upper right corner of the book reads 'LOVE'. Lin Wan sighed: "A woman is a girl until she dies."

"Of course, who doesn't like pink and tender things? The mood will become beautiful when you look at it." Xia Mo and Lin Wan chatted for a while, and crawled into the kitchen with a notebook.

Baimangmi.

When Lin Wan said this name, Xia Mo couldn't stand up even when she smiled: "Bai Mangmi? You might as well call it hooliganmi. What the hell? The name is so perfunctory. Isn't it good to love Xiangguo? Xiang Mangmi is OK, why is it called Bai Mang?"

Xia Mo imagined himself in a mess and made himself laugh, Lin Wan was a little confused.

"The Love of Fragrant Fruit is really nicer. Okay, just call it this." Lin Wan changed his name directly.

"I just said casually, is the name so casual? Do you want to think about it carefully? In the future, you have to make a menu and post it in the small shop." Xia Mo didn't expect that he would give an example casually, and Lin Wan agreed without hesitation.

"It's great, it's better than what I chose, right? It's just so pleasantly decided. Of course, you have to think that there are better ones and better ones. I'm a waste of name." Lin Wan made countless kinds of milk teas and cakes, and each one must have its own name. It's really hard for her to do it.

"Okay, let me leave what this kind of cultural person does."

The method of making love of sweet fruit is very simple for Lin Wan. She first wrote down the proportions and orders of various materials and asked Xia Mo to record them, and then taught Xia Mo step by step.

Xia Mo, who has a dessert foundation, learns very quickly when making milk tea.

After the two types of hot and cold milk teas were released, Xia Mo tasted them first.

"It's true that I'm a master. After one bite, the entire taste buds were opened, the taste was layered, the taste of passion fruit was slightly covered by mango, and the honey and tea were combined to create a faint sweetness..." Xia Mo praised.

"Yes, Teacher Xia, it's true that he is a cultural person." Lin Wan only had Xia Mo's praise in her mind.

"I'm trying it seriously. Wanwan, why is your focus not on milk tea?" Xia Mo said: "Wanwan, this one is more like fruit tea. The aroma of milk is not as strong as fruits. Then I will put it in fruit tea."

"Yes." Lin Wan is responsible for teaching practices. She doesn't care about how to name, how to classify, and when it will be sold to the public.

At nine o'clock, Li Yanchen really thought Lin Wan went downstairs.

Xia Mo and Lin Wan sat in the living room chatting. The two of them deliberately lowered their voices when they were afraid of disturbing Aunt Huang's rest.

The man standing on the stairs saw the two whispering to each other, but could not hear what they were saying at all, thinking that Lin Wan was whispering behind his back.

The man said sourly: "Wanwan, I am thirsty. Do you still have fruit tea? I want to drink it."

In addition to the recipe developed by Lin Wan in the afternoon, Xia Mo made a cup. Xia Mo also followed his understanding, slightly modified the proportions, and made a few more cups, so there were many experimental samples on the table.

"A lot, cold, hot, sour and sweet, you can just take it." Lin Wan pointed to a row of cups and said.

"It's not all experimental products, right?"

Xia Mo nodded vigorously: "I want to make improvements, but I found that Wanwan's secret recipe is the most suitable, but these are also good, just a little bit worse than perfection."

"That's the original recipe?" Li Yanchen didn't like the sweet ones.

"This." Lin Wan picked up the cup: "The straw has become a heart-shaped shape, and the light green is specially chosen, which is very suitable."

"Yes." The man nodded slightly.

"Are you finished drinking? Go up, Xia Xia and I have something to say." Lin Wan said to the man holding the empty cup.

"Oh." Li Yanchen did not refute, but turned around and thought, it would be okay if he didn't say it now. After Xia Mo left, only herself and Lin Wan were left at night, and there was always a way to let her speak.

"Go to the study." Lin Wan probably felt very tired of speaking in a low voice, so she took Xia Mo to the study.

After closing the door, the two finally returned to normal decibels.

After talking about Guocha, I started talking about variety shows.

"There will be news from Liang Lele and his wife." Xia Mo said mysteriously.

Liang Lele and Lin Wan came here and saw her hot searches several times, and each time it was news of a marriage change.

"Is this a couple variety show?" Lin Wan asked.

"Yes, Liang Lele has indeed been worn through several marriage changes, but every time they appear in a hot search, slapping the rumor-maker in the face with their actions." Xia Mote likes to study gossip news.

"But wasn't her husband also photographed by paparazzi hugging a beautiful girl in a bar?"

"It's also cleared that I'm drunk too much, my friend will help me."

"What's wrong with the pajamas and partying at home without his wife?"

"Wanwan, I didn't expect you to read these gossips too. Those who said they were all studio models, practice at home first." Xia Mo was able to dig through it.

"Isn't this... Isn't it lies with my eyes open? Liang Lele believes it? He also wants to appear on variety shows as a normal couple?" Lin Wan sighed: "It's really a long time to live."
Chapter completed!