The common people were even more embarrassed. They shook their heads and sighed, and muttered quietly as they retreated: "This price will cost me half a month's food supply."

Chu Shan's smile gradually faded amid the constant discussions. A hint of worry flashed across his eyes, but it also strengthened his belief in his heart - to make this iced fruit tea a unique delicious legend in the capital.

Seeing this, Manager Qin became even more anxious. He knew very well that although the new product was good, he had to take the needs of the people into consideration.

So he hurried up to the elegant room on the third floor and knocked on the carved wooden door. When the door opened, he said anxiously, "Madam, although the new product is good, the price is too high and it may not be attractive to ordinary people. Can you consider making some adjustments to welcome guests from all over the world to enjoy this fine tea together?"

Qin Suling pondered for a moment after hearing this, and a hint of determination and wisdom flashed in his eyes.

She knew that real business was not only about making money, but also about winning people's hearts.

Qin Suling sat beside the carved wooden window, her figure as straight as a pine tree, the scent of ink flowing from her fingertips, interweaving with the hustle and bustle of the teahouse outside the window to form a quiet and profound picture. Her eyes were focused and deep, as if every stroke carried her piety and awe for the art of calligraphy. The turmoil of the outside world was nothing but a passing cloud to her, and never caused any ripples in her mood.

Finally, she lifted the pen lightly and put it down leisurely, then turned her clear eyes to look out the window, with wisdom and indifference flashing in them, as if everything in the world had been laid out as an exquisite chess game in her mind, and everything was under her control.

"Manager Qin," she turned slowly, her voice gentle but with unquestionable power, "Those customers who think highly of themselves are just superficial, not the foundation of our business. Value cannot be measured by gold or silver, but by the heart of the discerning person. What we pursue is the preciousness that can touch people's hearts and transcend the mundane."

Upon hearing this, although Manager Qin's worries were not completely eliminated, he was well aware of Qin Suling's persistence and foresight, so he could only think about it secretly, hoping that a turning point would come soon.

Time passes by quietly like sand passing through fingers, and the teahouse still maintains a rare tranquility. Only the sweetness of fruit tea slowly spreads in the empty lobby, waiting for the right person to taste it.

Just when this tranquility was about to be swallowed up by despair, the clear and pleasant sound of horse hooves came from afar and penetrated the silence of the teahouse.

A group of young men in gorgeous clothes came on horseback, like a bright spot in spring, and stopped in front of the teahouse. Their arrival added a rare touch of vitality and vigor to this cold place.

Manager Qin's eyes lit up and he was in high spirits. He hurried forward with a warm smile on his face: "Gentlemen, welcome! Our store's new iced fruit tea will surely make you taste unprecedented coolness and sweetness." Before he finished speaking, he recognized the leading young man as Qin Zhinan, the young master of the Qin family. A warm feeling surged in his heart.

Qin Zhinan glanced gently across the teahouse, secretly worried about his sister's business.

He smiled gently, untied the purse from his waist, and threw it casually. The purse drew a beautiful arc in the air and landed steadily in Manager Qin's hands: "Manager Qin, quickly prepare the fruit tea. Today is my treat!"

There was a hint of generosity and doting in his tone, allowing everyone present to feel the deep brotherly and sisterly love.

Manager Qin was secretly happy in his heart, but he did not dare to slack off in the slightest. He immediately told Aunt Zhang, Jinxiu and Chu Yue to get busy.

Soon, cups of crystal clear and chilly fruit tea were presented to the students.

They are as delicate as works of art, emitting attractive luster and fragrance, attracting everyone's attention.

A student picked up the teacup curiously and looked at it carefully: "Is this the legendary iced fruit tea?"

Another student said with some joking and suspicion: "It looks novel, but I wonder how it tastes?"

Qin Zhinan laughed loudly when he saw this, snatched the fruit tea from the other person's hand, and pretended to drink it: "If you don't dare to try, I'll do it for you!"

Upon seeing this, everyone hurriedly protected their tea, fearing that it would be snatched away, and they couldn't wait to taste it.

Once it enters your mouth, the cool touch and rich fruity aroma instantly bloom on the tip of your tongue, turning into an indescribable sweetness and coolness that leaves you with an endless aftertaste.

The sucking sounds came one after another, and the teahouse was filled with laughter and satisfied sighs.

The student who missed the first cup of fruit tea watched others enjoying it with his mouth watering. He quickly ordered another cup and praised while drinking: "Brother Qin, I was blind just now. This fruit tea is really a rare delicacy in the world!"

Qin Zhinan heard this and a smug smile appeared on his face: "That's true. The products of my Qin's Teahouse are extraordinary."

He raised his teacup and drank with the students. At that moment, the fragrance of tea filled the air and the friendship became stronger, as if the entire teahouse was surrounded by this warmth and joy.

On a spring afternoon, the sun shines dappled light on the quaint teahouse, and the cheerful laughter of the young people is like the breeze in the woods, weaving through the tea mist filled with fruity aroma.

They sat together, the porcelain cups gently held in their hands glowing, as if filled with the sweetness and joy of the entire season.

The elegant verses of poetry flow from the lips like clear springs from time to time, adding a bit of elegance to this rare leisure time.

Just when the tranquility and joy reached its climax, a burst of hurried footsteps broke the harmony of the surroundings. A group of people stopped at the threshold of the teahouse, exhausted. The leader was none other than the famous Marquis Qi in the capital.

Upon seeing this, Shopkeeper Qin stepped forward in a hurry. The smile on his face was as bright as the most brilliant flower in spring, but it froze the moment he saw clearly who was coming.

"My lord, your presence here really honors my humble home, but..." There was a hint of confusion and surprise in his words.

Old Marquis Qi smiled slightly, with a cunning light flashing in his eyes. He waved his hand lightly, and a heavy bag of silver fell on the counter with a crisp sound.

"Hurry up and make some tea. Today I want to let my old friends taste this unique iced fruit tea in Beijing."

His words were filled with unquestionable authority, yet also revealed a hint of concern and expectation for the teahouse.

As the fragrance of tea spread, Lord Qi's gaze inadvertently fell on the young man Qin Zhinan who was sitting quietly in the store, and his originally warm smile instantly turned stern.

"You should be studying hard in the Imperial College right now, why are you here?"

His words were as chilling as ice, causing the temperature around them to drop by a few degrees.

Qin Zhinan's face turned pale when he heard this, and then he lowered his head in panic, not daring to look directly into his grandfather's sharp gaze.

For a moment, the teahouse was in turmoil. The scolding of the elders and the screams of the teenagers were intertwined, forming a unique picture.

However, as cup after cup of iced fruit tea was served, the tension and panic were gradually dissipated by the aroma and sweetness of the tea.

The old men took a sip, their eyes flashed with amazement, and they praised it endlessly. The group of young men also gradually quieted down under the temptation of fruit tea.

"This tea is truly the finest in the world. No wonder even the Queen is full of praise for it."

An old man sighed, his voice filled with genuine joy and admiration.

Shopkeeper Qin was observing silently at the side, feeling mixed emotions.

He knew very well that although the money was valuable, it was not as valuable as the growing reputation of the teahouse, nor was it as great as the sense of accomplishment he felt when he saw the guests leaving satisfied.

As night falls, the teahouse is still brightly lit and guests are coming in an endless stream.

Every cup of fruit tea carries the ingenuity and sweat of Shopkeeper Qin, and also witnesses the gorgeous transformation of the teahouse from a deserted place to a bustling one.

The troubles about skipping school have long gone with the aroma of tea, leaving only warm and interesting memories flowing quietly in every corner of the teahouse.

Shopkeeper Qin looked out the window at the prosperous capital city, his heart filled with gratitude and anticipation.

He knew that all this was just the beginning and the road ahead was still long, but he believed that as long as there was a dream in his heart, there would be a way under his feet.

And those cups of fruit tea will be the most solid backing for him and the teahouse, leading them to a more glorious tomorrow.

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