writing coffee

Half a month ago, Qianli had dinner with Uncle Xiao and Auntie Maizi to discuss emotional issues. I don’t know if she was inspired by any emotion, but she obviously had some insights into the hand-made coffee.

"I didn't expect that Yirgacheffe could be made so bad by me! It's like drinking **!" Sitting in front of my bar, Qianli took a sip of the coffee I made for her, like drinking an antidote Same. "It's almost the same as the taste of the waste beans you gave me..."

I couldn't help laughing at the last sentence, that's bad enough!

"Murong~" she began to act coquettishly, "Murong~ can you make me a cup of Yirgacheffe? Please~"

I quietly sniffed the empty glass in my hand, unmoved.This cup has just been filled with medium-dark roasted "Colombia Cymbidium". After drinking it, the cup is full of sweet aroma of caramel, just like eating a bowl of French caramel brulee, with endless aftertaste.

"I want to order a cup of Yirgacheffe, and I've already paid for it!" Unwilling to be lonely, a certain person really took out his mobile phone to scan the QR code to check out, and then showed me the payment result with arrogance. "The customer is God, store manager Murong, hurry up, I want Yirgacheffe!"

I moved the empty glass from under my nose and showed her the bottom of the glass, "Thank you for the Columbia! It's not bad."

In fact, I don’t particularly like Colombian Cymbidium. I prefer a clean and soft taste. The coffee from Cymbidium Mountain has a strong taste and obvious acidity, which is too strong for me.But as mentioned above, I am particularly in love with the caramel sweetness of Cymbidium coffee, which is roasted medium and dark. After drinking it, it lingers for a long time, so I occasionally rush to smell it.

"Ah, Murong, you said that you don't mind 'occasionally' helping me answer my questions, and now I feel very, very confused, should you demonstrate it yourself and let me see the correct way to open Yirgacheffe ?” Someone tried to reason, “This is called, cooperative learning method?”

I have to express my position: "With all due respect, your current level of study is completely unqualified to 'co-study' with me."

"Hey, don't you understand that?" She put on a pedantic look, "The essence of cooperative learning is to study with people who are lower than yourself, and then you can be her teacher and teach her things, and in the process of 'teaching and learning', you can also make great progress!"

"Does the lower the opponent's level, the more I improve?" I asked.

"...Yes!" She poked her neck back.

"Oh, then I think I can go directly to heaven."

"Murong!!!"

Murong yelled too loudly, I unconsciously frowned, she immediately covered her mouth, and complained inarticulately: "It's too much..."

I put down the cup and knocked on the bar, "You should wash the cups quickly, and do what you can first. This is called...'step-by-step method'."

Although she was hit hard, she still showed a lot of enthusiasm for washing the cups, because this was what she asked for herself. What she said, "You must have sincerity in learning from a teacher, serving tea and water for hygiene, etc. What an apprentice should do", volunteered to be my waiter on weekends, didn't you just want to enter my bar?

I just wanted to take stock of the supplies and prepare to order, so I threw her on the bar and went into the utility room at the back by myself, and she would call me when guests came.

When the stocktaking was about to end, they vaguely heard the sound of a dispute coming from outside.I opened the door of the utility room, just in time to hear a sentence, "Can't children be tolerant if they are ignorant? Do you have love?"

Following the sound, it was a female customer with a child, holding the child's arm and confronting Qianli, a bit aggressive.Qianli looked very angry, but tried very hard to control her anger.

I walked over quickly and asked as gently as possible, "What's wrong?"

Qianli heard my voice, turned her head to look at me, moved her lips, but was interrupted by the guest.

"Oh, are you the boss? You talk about your employees, it's too unreasonable! Isn't this a bookstore? I take my son to read books, and the child is still illiterate, so I let him listen to his own The waiter insisted on not giving me the storybook! He also said to wear earphones if you want to listen to it, why do you think there are earphones in children’s storybooks!"

The one who spoke was a typical chubby and loud... let's call it a aunt, depending on the age of the child.After this long speech, she has successfully attracted the attention of other customers in the store. I believe that compared to children's story books, she is no less noisy.

Unreasonable, I came to a conclusion in my mind.

I patted Qianli on the shoulder, and I stood in front of her and said politely: "I'm really sorry, because there are many guests who come here just to be quiet, and my colleagues are also afraid of disturbing others, please forgive me!"

Sure enough, reasoning doesn't work. "Why don't you forgive the child? The child is illiterate, and if he doesn't listen to storybooks, what do you tell him to read? Why is the service so poor in such a large bookstore?"

It's really amazing!This aunt could have an independent chapter in my "Oddities and Stories of Cafes".Since "rituals" can't work, I have to use "soldiers". Who told this to be my cafe!

Just as I was about to ask her out, the guest closest to us finally lost his composure.

"I haven't heard of any bookstore that provides audiobook playback service. Ask everyone here who hasn't been disturbed by you! What kind of quality!" The young man said mercilessly, "And where does the service What's wrong? The two beauties are very polite when they speak, and you are the only one making trouble out of no reason!"

Other customers in the store also began to agree, and seeing that the aunt was about to roll up her sleeves to practice the motto of "hands and mouths", in order to avoid more trouble, I had to give up the order to evict customers, and once again politely: "Actually, we have Some picture books specially prepared for children, let me get them for you and see if the children like them? Okay?"

The last sentence was addressed to the child, and without giving her a chance to refute, she went to the bookcase and took down a picture book, bent down and asked the child who followed, "There are so many small animals, do you want to read it?"

This book was still left by Yan Jin, and there are more than a dozen other books. Although the style of painting is incompatible with my bookcase, I haven't cleaned it up, and it finally came in handy today.

"I think!" The kid replied excitedly. I opened a page casually and handed him the book, and he immediately exclaimed, "Wow, fox!"

The aunt came over and saw that her son liked him so much. Although she was still a little bit reluctant, she finally calmed down.

I walked back to the bar, passed the young man who spoke up just now, nodded with a smile and said "thank you" softly, and then walked in front of Qianli.

From the first sentence I said to my aunt, she didn't try to say anything, but just stood by and listened obediently, with a small face as heavy as iron.

I silently twitched the corners of my mouth, held her shoulders and led her into the utility room.

"I don't have a bad attitude. I started..." She was a little anxious to defend.

"I know," I interrupted her, "it's not the first day I know you, I know your attitude."

"Hmm." She couldn't help showing a little grievance, bit her lip, lowered her eyes and said nothing.

I chuckled lightly, "Now you know it's hard to be a waiter, right?"

I meant to open this page as a joke to ease the atmosphere, but unexpectedly she became more serious, "It's because my way of handling it is not good enough, I will pay attention to it in the future."

Alas, I think, this is the students from the next class and other people's children.Can't help rubbing her hair, "Do you really think of yourself as my waiter here? Huh?"

She looked at me innocently and full of hope, as if she was waiting for me to say more words to comfort her, so I had no choice but to continue: "This is not outrageous, believe it or not? I have been in the shop for so many years, and I have seen countless strange things , probably more than you've ever seen alive."

She glared at me, "You're lying to a child!"

I laughed, "If you see too much, you won't get angry. You just think it's funny, like watching a comedy. Pick a few classics and tell you another day. I'm going to publish a book."

"Really?"

"fake."

"Actually, I think it's a good idea to publish a book! It's called "Cafe Strange Flowers", or "Cafe Journey to Strange Flowers" and "Cafe Incident: Strange Flowers" will definitely sell well!" Someone completely returned to normal.

"Hurry up and greet the guests!" I pushed her out, "By the way, the guest who spoke to you just now, give him a free order."

"Oh."

There were no more accidents throughout the next day. After all, there were not as many unreasonable guests as I said.

After eight o'clock in the evening, there were no customers in the store, and there were few pedestrians on the road, because it rained a little, and it was cold and wet.At times like this, I miss the days of having an espresso machine.

"Aren't you going to close early? There's still an hour left. With this kind of weather, there shouldn't be any customers, right?" Qianli asked.

"What if?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't do one or two orders, right?" She looked at me like I was lying to a child again.

"What if the other party came in the rain because they closed at nine o'clock?" I really wasn't trying to coax her. I've met such customers before.

It was also this kind of rainy weather. It was still raining heavily at that time. I also thought that it would be okay to close early. I didn't expect to meet customers who came to drink coffee in the rain when I was locking the door.

I opened the door again and asked him to come in. He said that he knew that I closed at 9 o'clock, and he specially booked a ticket after [-] o'clock, just to come and have a drink before leaving.When he said this, his trousers and bangs were wet.

Just like the sunny boy I met last time, these are stories that can be written into another book. I haven't decided on the name yet, but they are all real adventures.

As for the "suspension of business" that I have no choice but to do temporarily, isn't there a saying called force majeure?

Finally, at 9 o'clock, it closed smoothly.

Qianli and I held a big umbrella and walked on the road, but we couldn't get a taxi.

I was wearing gloves and holding the umbrella handle, Qianli was wearing a scarf and hiding her hands in her pockets.The rain is very thin, but it is densely packed, floating obliquely under the street lamp.

"Murong," Qianli said suddenly, her voice was extremely soft, "Do you think I'm an unreasonable person?"

What with what?I stopped and turned to look at her.

She also turned around, facing me. "That is, today's matter, he is a child after all, shouldn't I be too fussy and persistent?" Just in the middle of two street lamps, the expression on her face is not very clear, only the confusion in her eyes is clear .

Was still struggling with this. "Then why are you so persistent?"

"Because," she thought for a while, lowered her head and didn't look at me, and chose her words carefully, "I also think that children should be taught well from an early age, and they can't act willfully just because they are children, or they will look like that mother when they grow up... "

"It's the son's fault for not teaching the father, isn't it?" I asked.

"Hmm." Maybe feeling my approval, she looked up at me again and nodded slightly.

I hooked the corners of my mouth, "Did your mother teach you this when you were young? That's why you are so cute when you grow up?"

The look on her face suddenly lit up, and the confusion in her eyes disappeared, and she asked in surprise, "Am I likable?"

"...Uh." I decided to change my outspokenness.

"Then, do you like it or not?"

"Well... so-so, I don't like this type." I turned around and walked away.

She caught up and asked eagerly, "Then what type do you like, and I can work hard in that direction?"

I raised my eyebrows where she couldn't see it, "You may not be able to change it."

"why?!"

"Because I like older people than me."

She finally fell silent.

I suddenly discovered that this sentence is much easier to use than "you are really nice". The theme is novel, the idea is wonderful, the logic is clear, and it cannot be refuted.

This is called inhuman, oh~