[Chapter 1082 Barista Luo Chuan]
Yao Ziyan and Qing Yuan talked about some things about the Origin Mall after leaving the expansion space.
“It seems that the store’s business hours are almost over.” Qingyuan glanced at the customers leaving around him, “Then I’ll leave first.” “
The food in Yuan Gui’s store is good, you can go and try it.” Yao Zi Yan thought of something.
“Yuan Gui’s shop? Is it the one at the edge of the alley?” Qingyuan obviously knew the information about Yuan Gui’s shop, “I saw it on my magic phone. Is it really a restaurant opened by the legendary chef? “
This is the second day she came to Origin Mall. She has not met Yuan Gui yet, and she did not notice anything strange when she passed by Yuan Gui’s store.
“Of course, but that boss Yuan’s store is a bit small. There should be room available if you go there now.” Yao Ziyan said with a smile.
“Then I’ll leave first.” Qingyuan left the Origin Mall. She was looking forward to the food made by the legendary chef god.
Yao Ziyan was in a good mood. After discussing with Luo Chuan what they would eat, she went to the second floor humming a light song.
All the customers left, and the store became deserted. Only the faint sound of rain reached my ears, as distant as a song floating on the grassland.
Luo Chuan looked at the rain curtain outside the store and snapped his fingers. The filtering of the sound disappeared, and the sound of crashing instantly filled the store.
He was leaning on the chair, holding a transparent wine glass in his hand. The cherry blossoms in the pale pink cherry blossom wine were undulating, and the faint aroma of the wine was somewhat charming.
Luochuan’s thoughts gradually drifted away, and he thought of the coffee shop he opened in Keluo last night, but he didn’t even know where it was, or which city in which country it was in.
However, if you think about it carefully, it seems that it doesn’t matter whether you know it or not. If you directly ask the system, you will lose some of the fun of exploring on your own.
In the afternoon, nothing worth mentioning happened. Luochuan’s life was no different from usual.
Although the impact of the ancient ruins that appeared in the Jiuyao Mountains has gradually subsided, customers still come to explore from time to time, apparently hoping to discover something new.
Time flies, and it is already evening in a blink of an eye, and the street lights on both sides of the street exude a hazy light in the rain.
Yao Ziyan is going to publish the story she wrote on Origin Reading tomorrow, so she is currently browsing what she has written before to see if there are any mistakes that can be corrected.
Luochuan used the holographic device to come to Kolo, the cafe whose specific location was unknown.
Boom –
a dull thunder sounded, and the noisy rain came.
Is it raining here too?
Luochuan came to the window and looked at the scenery outside the window.
The rainwater meandered from the windows, leaving traces of water that quickly melted away. The falling raindrops formed a dense rain curtain, and then the entrances that gathered on both sides of the street disappeared.
It seems that the city’s drainage system is pretty good.
He had been watching the rain scene in the Origin Mall for a long time, and except for being a little surprised at first, he didn’t feel any emotion in his heart.
But he did come to some conclusions.
I didn’t look carefully last night, but the area around this building was really deserted. Except for the street lights that were supposed to be powered by magic power, his store was basically the only one with lights on within a large radius.
It seemed that the surrounding buildings were almost in a state of abandonment, if not in a state of abandonment, and many of the street lights were in a state of disrepair, and some were even scrapped, flickering on and off.
What, I feel like it’s not as interesting as Oran.
Before Luo Chuan came, he originally wanted to go out for a walk, but now he had no idea.
With such heavy rain, even the lively market becomes deserted.
Moreover, it is late at night, and ordinary people will definitely not have enough time to go shopping in this rainy night. They usually stay in the warmth of their homes.
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it, anyway, if you stay in the Origin Mall, you will stay, and if you stay here, you will stay. Basically, there is no difference.
After all, it is a coffee shop, so there must be a counter.
The counter is made of solid wood, with an overall appearance of brownish black, with the grain of the wood itself. If you look closely, there seem to be little golden glimmers under the light.
The surface was polished to an extremely lustrous finish, almost comparable to a mirror, reflecting the scenery inside the house.
Luochuan looked at the various utensils and raw materials placed on the table beside the counter and fell into deep thought.
Speaking of which…I don’t seem to be very good at making coffee.
But it doesn’t look difficult, right?
Luochuan was ready to give it a try.
Anyway, I have nothing to do now, so I just want to kill time.
Different types of coffee beans are placed in transparent containers. The particle size and shape look like they were copied and pasted, perfect.
Luochuan’s sensory system has obsessive-compulsive disorder.
Then there are the various appliances, most of which are made of the familiar silver-white metal, with a sci-fi aesthetic.
Although they didn’t recognize each other, they could roughly guess the specific functions of the appliance from its appearance, and these did not hinder Luo Chuan’s interest in trying it.
After a while, Luochuan sat down on the sofa with a cup of coffee with some foam floating on the surface.
This is the work he just experimented with. The name is not important, the most important thing is that it looks good.
Although the main reason should be the quality of the raw materials provided by the system, at least it was made by Luo Chuan himself.
After smelling it, there was a strong aroma of coffee, with a faint hint of some fruit.
With anticipation, I took a sip.
The unique bitter taste of coffee explodes on the tip of your tongue.
If he had known to add some sugar, he had this thought in his mind.
A subtle sweetness then reveals its presence, and the mellow aroma of coffee is mixed with a special fruity aroma.
Savor it carefully and you will find it tastes unexpectedly delicious.
Am I so talented at coffee making?
Luo Chuan couldn’t help but have such thoughts in his mind.
Well, although the raw materials provided by the system are also very important.
Luochuan doesn’t know much about the classification of coffee types. For example, now he doesn’t know how many types of coffee there are in Sakurazhuang’s coffee sales equipment, and what are the detailed differences between each type of coffee.
So he decided not to classify the types of coffee sold in this coffee shop in another world, and the way of making it all depends on his mood.
I just don’t know what the currency of this country is, so it’s impossible to talk about pricing.
After taking another sip of coffee, Luo Chuan put this idea behind him.
Forget it, there aren’t even any customers now, so it’s a bit premature to think about pricing.
Speaking of which, my store can also do other things, such as detective commissions and the like.
Luochuan’s thoughts were flying and he felt that life had become more interesting.
(End of chapter)
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