Zhao Hui was stunned and embarrassed, but Miao Lan next to him couldn't help but giggle. She liked to see Zhao Hui being defeated.

"I can pay, five yuan." Zhao Hui took out his wallet and took out a piece of paper money and placed it on the bar.

"I'm sorry Zhao Hui, I don't have enough money. I just grinded coffee five yuan per cup, while the square wood grinded eight yuan." Miao Lan smiled and added a blow.

"Eight yuan is eight yuan, and I'm still worried that I can't pay?" Zhao Hui took out a few more pictures from his wallet. "Do it now!"

Fang Mu did not answer the conversation, but turned around and entered the workshop behind the cafe, put down his schoolbag and washed his hands carefully. After wiping it clean, he returned to the bar.

"What coffee do you want to drink sir?" Fang Mu looked at Zhao Hui with a polite smile: "Espresso  hiato, Flat  White, (Caffè  Latte), ino (cappuccino) or Caffè  Mocha?"

Fang Mu issued several types of coffee in a series of English names, which made Zhao Hui stunned. Although he often went to bars when working in Donghai City, the most prosperous country, he had heard so many coffees with foreign names there?

"Give me a cup of Flat  White, it's white coffee. I often drink it in the East China Sea to see how it tastes." Zhao Hui finally understood an English order and was ready to slap the swollen face and pretend to be fat.

"Sorry, sir, Flat  White is not a white coffee, but is made of special Liberica, Arabica and Robusta coffee beans and special skim creamer ingredients. It not only retains the original color and fragrance of the coffee, but also has a smooth and pure taste. The color is lighter and softer than ordinary milk coffee. It is lighter and golden, so it is named white coffee." Fang Mu is as familiar with it.

"Ah..." Zhao Hui felt a heat on his face, and the imaginary appearance was so big. Miao Lan next to him giggled again, making Zhao Hui very embarrassed.

"I'll go back first today and come back another day." Zhao Hui couldn't sit still and prepared to leave.

"Sir, please leave, welcome next time." Fang Mu still smiled politely until Zhao Hui left the door and turned around and saw Miao Lan looking at him with a smile.

"Sorry, Sister Lan, I've made your friend angry." Fang Mu whispered.

"Like a plaster, I was so annoyed that I was driven from the East China Sea to Hanhu Lake. I left Qingjing... Alas... If I had known this, why would I have been there?" Miao Lan said and sighed lightly.

Fang Mu knew that Miaolan and Zhao Hui were not simply classmates and friends. There must be many stories between the two, but this is someone else's privacy. Fang Mu was not interested.

"Fang Mu, do you really make so much coffee?" Miao Lan said, bent down, and her arms were casually supported on the bar, and her delicate curves were undoubtedly revealed, which made Fang Mu unable to help but secretly glance at Miao Lan's towering chest again.

"Yes," Fang Mu quickly withdrew his gaze and nodded slightly. He had the only pleasure of making coffee some time before his rebirth.

Miao Lan didn't seem to pay attention to Fang Mu's expression. She became interested in Fang Mu's coffee making: "Then you make me a cup of Flat  White, I'll try it."

"No." Unexpectedly, Fang Mu shook his head and said, "Flat  White needs to use special Liberica, Arabica and Robusta coffee beans, you don't have them here."

"Can you not use other coffee beans instead?" Miao Lan was a little unwilling to give up.

"Then you can't cook that original flavor. Since that's the case, it's better not to cook." Fang Mu refused, and he never gave up on this.

Seeing Miao Lan's somewhat disappointed look, Fang Mu thought for a while and said, "Actually, your coffee beans are good, and it tastes good if you cook a latte."

"Is it the kind that your little girlfriend drank last night?" Miao Lan's eyes lit up.

Little girlfriend? Fang Mu didn't want to explain much and nodded.

"Then you cook a cup for me too. By the way, I want that heart-shaped too." Miao Lan emphasized at the end.

It’s not difficult to pull a heart shape, but what does it mean to ask a subordinate to pull a heart shape for you? Fang Mu no longer thought about it, immediately started to choose beans and grind the powder... Not long after, a cup of steaming coffee was brewed, and there was indeed a heart shape on the coffee noodles.

Miao Lan picked up the coffee cup, took a sip, and a satisfied look appeared on her face: "It's really delicious."

"The latte is placed in fancy coffee with a relatively light taste, which is very suitable for you ladies to drink. You can also add various flavored fruit dew to change the taste, such as caramel, hazelnuts, French vanilla, etc., which tastes very good." Fang Mu explained patiently.

"I will learn to make coffee when I have time. You can't hide your own opinions." Miao Lan took a sip again, and a little coffee foam was stained on her delicate red lips. Not only did it not destroy the beauty, but it added a little temptation, making people unable to help but wipe it off.

Fang Mu turned his head slightly and quickly resisted the temptation, but said, "No problem, as long as you want."

The two chatted for a few more times and Miao Lan left, leaving Fang Mu and the young waitress. After chatting for a few more times, Fang Mu realized that her name was Chen Meimei. After graduating from high school, she didn't get into college, so she found a job in the cafe, the only employee in this small cafe.

Chen Meimei is a very diligent girl. She doesn't talk much but has quick hands and feet. She basically does the things she calls guests alone, and Fang Mu is too lazy to come up to welcome guests.

The business in the cafe is relatively deserted, and fewer people come to drink freshly ground coffee. Seeing that they are idle, Fang Mu turned on the computer in the corner of the bar to do his own thing.

This is a very old 386 computer, which uses the DOS system. Fang Mu looked at the lines of English on the screen and tried to type out the three letters of WPS when the cursor flashed. The display light on the computer host flashed wildly, and the blue screen and white WPS word processing system appeared in front of Fang Mu. Before Microsoft's WINDOWS system was released, the Kingsoft word processing software WPS under the DOS system was very popular and was the standard configuration of each computer. Fang Mu remembered that he had used it for a while when he was in technical secondary school and was quite familiar with it.

Fang Mu inserted the three-inch floppy disk he bought into the floppy drive, tried to create a document, called out the intelligent ABC pinyin method, and typed it on the keyboard. Although it was a copywriter, he did not remember the details of Xun Qin Ji very clearly, and he also needed to use it temporarily. So Fang Mu quickly devoted himself to the code while thinking and writing.

Time passed quickly, and when Fang Mu looked up, he found that the cafe had started proofing, and Miao Lan was standing next to him at some point.

"Are you writing a novel?" Miao Lan was a little surprised.

"Yeah..." Fang Mu saved the disk, turned off the machine and pulled out the floppy disk and installed it carefully. Then he smiled and said to Miao Lan: "Sister Lan, you have to keep it a secret for me."

Miao Lan did not answer Fang Mu's words, but said, "What do you know at a young age? How do you write those...those things...than that girl...than girls..." Miao Lan's face was a little redder behind her and she didn't say anything more.

"Girl's Heart?" Fang Mu had some malicious speculation in his heart. Could it be that this beautiful boss also reads Xiao Huangwen? But he dare not say this.

Fang Mu showed a hint of embarrassment on his face. There was no way, Huang Yi's book was like this. As for this book, there were many plots of having sex. Although they were just playing the edge ball, they could basically be read as a little Huang Wen.

Miao Lan saw Fang Mu's embarrassment and did not criticize anything. She just told him to pay attention to safety on the way home quickly.

Fang Mu agreed, took out his schoolbag from the inside and rode his bicycle and ran to home quickly. The cafe proofing time was 10:30, and it happened to be rushing back.
Chapter completed!