Chi You, your panda is hanging on the tree again!

Maemis cry hoarsely, hiding in the burnt oily green trees.

He glanced over, but didn't see any familiar figure.Only a foreigner with a big belly and a beret was standing on the street auditioning a saxophone.

The affectionate calm that belongs exclusively to Sachs resounds in the sparsely trafficked streets.

The foreign old man bowed his head, but his slovenly face seemed to be caressed by the breeze.

The cub looked at him quietly, and looked out slightly, his face reflected in the transparent glass was shallow.

You Qianling followed the cub's gaze and told him that it was the foreigner who was playing saxophone.

The cub looked at the foreigner obsessively.

It was the first time he heard such a nice voice.

Just like the first time he saw that ballerina girl swimming on the lake in Spring.

After the foreigner finished playing the song, when he looked up, he accidentally saw the boy on the opposite side.

After a brief moment of astonishment, the foreigner smiled silently and heartily at the boy, lifted the saxophone in his hand again, and looked at the boy, his plump body swaying happily.

Even You Qianliang laughed because of this foreigner.

You Qianling said to the cub: "He is playing "Passing the Coffee House" now, and he is saying hello to you."

The cub looked at the man again and tilted his head slightly.

Without knowing it, You Qianling thought of the Persian cat he had raised that was always looking at him quietly with its head tilted slightly.

Getting to the point, You Qianliang signaled the son to sit on the chair, and then signaled Qi Huan to talk to him about salary.

Qi Huan handed the labor contract to the cub.

"The monthly salary is [-], sign it!"

knife:"……"

The salary of a general university professor is about 5000 to 6000, and the salary of a professor at a high-end university like You Qianliang is only 8000 to 10000.

If he remembered correctly, he remembered that You Qianling had told Qi Huan that he had asked the boy to come here to pick coffee beans.

The cub looked at the contract and signed the words "Xiong Zai'er" crookedly.

Qi Huan: "Even the handwriting is so cute!"

Qi Huan picked up the son's contract and held it to his chest, and immediately pulled the son into the back kitchen.

The cub watched as Qi Huan tore open the bag of coffee beans, and dumped them on the table covered with thick white paper.

The cub asked her, "How do I pick this up?"

Qi Huan gets excited when he mentions coffee-related things.

Pressing the cub's shoulders to let him sit on the stool, Qi Huan explained to him while showing him a demonstration.

Qi Huan: "All black beans, whole sour beans or local sour beans, moldy beans, moth-eaten beans, cracked beans, immature beans, deformed beans, floating beans, and shell-shaped beans are all defects. Bean, just pop them all out."

knife:"……"

You Qianliang is used to it.

The cub looked at the pile of coffee beans that Qi Huan threw together, and blinked several times in bewilderment.

Qi Huan picked up a well-shaped coffee bean, "Besides those, the shape, thickness, size, color, and extension of the central line of the coffee bean are also important, like this one. Look at the shape of the central line of this coffee bean. If you stretch the direction, you know that the coffee ground from this bean must not be very good."

The cub looked at the coffee beans in her hand, looking at the direction in which she said the central line was stretching.

Qi Huan: "Don't worry, you can take your time. I haven't had any guests come in for two days. You can take your time, it's fine."

The cub nodded and asked her, "Is this the central line?"

Daozi didn't expect that the boy really planned to go on Qi Huan's path.

Qi Huan looked at this boy with burning eyes, and was very moved.

She wanted to open a coffee shop since she was a child, but her family didn't agree, so she learned to make coffee by herself without telling her family. She has learned kung fu for nearly ten years.

Even You Qianliang, who was in middle school, told her that she was too serious and there was no need for it.

But for her, the slightest difference between the raw materials and the production process will be reflected in the taste of the brewed coffee.

Qi Huan trotted out on high heels, and trotted back in less than 2 minutes, holding a book with a well-made cover in his hand.

"What I told you is all in this book..."

The knife bumped against You Qianliang's shoulder with the knife, and said, "Is there anyone else who published a book for picking coffee beans?"

You Qianling pointed at Qi Huan with his chin: "She wrote the book."

knife:"……"

Five years ago, Qi Huan published and printed 50 copies at his own expense, and now he has sold a total of three copies.

Even You Qianliang felt that Qi Huan was a little pathologically obsessed with coffee.

You Qianliang interrupted Qi Huan: "We'll go back first, and we'll pick him up around five o'clock in the afternoon."

Knife was a little worried, but You Qianliang directly hugged him out.

You Qianliang: "Don't worry, she won't be alone for half a month, and the boy will be fine, so let him pick beans here."

Knife: "But didn't he say that someone came two days ago..."

You Qianliang: "It was his father who came to drink coffee with him last time."

knife:"……"

The cub was holding the book, picking out the coffee beans on it one by one.

After picking for more than two hours, the boy asked Qi Huan, "Sister Qi, aren't you losing money?"

When Qi Huan heard about money, his heart ached.

"It's a shame, I almost had a Maserati for a year after opening."

Cub: "Sister Qi, your dreams are really precious."

Qi Huan, "Fortunately, I'm not short of money."

Looking at the coffee beans picked out by the boy, Qi Huan said generously: "It seems that someone is here today, let me make you a cup!"

The cub doesn't like coffee, but seeing Qi Huan's radiant face, he still nodded.

Qi Huan: "You probably don't like coffee."

Cub: "Well..."

Qi Huan: "...you don't have to be so sincere."

Kid: "What about sister Qi? Did you open a coffee shop because you like coffee?"

Qi Huan: "That's right, what my grandma cooked for me is my favorite flavor, I still remember it..."

The cub looked at Qi Huan's face and asked her: "Then you like to drink the coffee made by your grandma because you like her?"

Qi Huan was slightly taken aback, "This...it should be a bit."

The cub asked her again: "Then your grandma picks coffee beans like you?"

Qi Huan: "Yes..."

The cub tilted his head out habitually, and said, "Then your cup of coffee is not worth [-] cups."

Even though Qi Huan didn't feel any unpleasantness, she put away the tenderness on her face, and she asked the boy: "Why isn't it worth it? All my coffee beans are imported from abroad, and a cup of Geisha coffee beans like this one costs less It costs more than 200 yuan, and I sell it for 500 yuan, which is not expensive at all."

Kid: "But their grandma didn't make these coffees, and their grandma wouldn't pick out coffee beans like your grandma. More than half of the coffee beans have to be picked out, and the cost of a cup is... um... six hundred and five, Selling it for [-] is too expensive."

Qi Huan: "Six, six hundred and five?"

For the time being, Qi Huan will not worry about how the six hundred and five came about.

"But those coffee beans are all bad. Do I have to follow others to grind them with good ones?"

Kid: "That's not what I mean, I mean let the people who buy coffee like you as much as you like your grandma, then the coffee you buy won't be expensive."

Qi Huan: "It seems to be the truth..."

Kid: "No one else knows that you picked out all the bad coffee beans for them."

Qi Huan: "That's right..."

Qi Huan was brainwashed by the cub for a while.

Cub: "Just tell them this kind of thing. If they believe it, they will come to drink if they can afford it."

Qi Huan: "It makes sense..."

But the question is, can others believe what she says?

Besides, she had already explained this kind of thing to others, but in the end she almost got into a fight with someone.

Zaizi: "Except for telling people you know about this kind of thing, no one will believe it. You can't be in front of other people's noodles and coffee beans."

The cub asked puzzledly: "Why don't others believe you, you don't look like a liar."

Qi Huan: "..."

Qi Huan gave up explaining.

After a set of procedures, the coffee is finally cooked for the cub.

The cub looked at the steaming coffee and took a small sip.

Pandas are naturally overly sensitive to bitterness. No matter how good the coffee is, the bitterness that first stimulates the taste buds is somewhat unbearable for the cub.

But the mellow fragrance that is pure and free of impurities from the bitter taste is a satisfaction that I have never tasted.

Qi Huan didn't expect the cub to really taste the difference.But the cub's expression made her look forward to it.

"Delicious?"

The cub nodded, "Yeah!"

Qi Huan laughed: "Let me just say that the coffee I make is worth [-] yuan!"

The cub took another sip and said with bright eyes, "I'll tell others for you!"

Qi Huan: "Huh?"

As he said that, he walked out with his coffee in his arms, and stopped at the door of the coffee shop.

People who come and go, their eyes will stay on the cub for at least a few seconds whenever they come over.

But Qi Huan's "high-end" coffee shop is notoriously only a fool can afford it. Looking at the boy's overalls, no one came here for no reason.

Even if the fools don't come, the rich still come.

Two tall rich girls in beige-blue skirts stood in front of the cub, pushing and asking him, "Are you... an employee here?"

The cub nodded, "I'm the employee picking coffee beans here. Do the sisters want to drink coffee? The two sisters kept staring at his face, and they didn't rush in, but asked him as if chatting: " Does your store even hire staff who pick coffee beans? "

The cub nodded: "Such as whole black beans, whole sour beans or partial sour beans, moldy beans, moth-eaten beans, cracked beans, immature beans, deformed beans, floating beans, and shell-shaped beans are all defective beans, which are more troublesome. , the salary is also very good.”

The two beauties were a little confused.

They are also the daughters of rich families, and they have never been so particular about drinking coffee.

"No wonder it's so expensive. When I heard people talking about it before, I thought it was because the proprietress of this coffee shop was crazy about money."