Buying a Cup of Milk Tea

Lin Siyue walked downstairs, suddenly seemed to think of something, paused, and turned in another direction.

Anyway, the food delivery hadn't arrived yet, so she could take this time to buy a cup of milk tea to quench her thirst.

Three or four minutes later, Lin Siyue arrived at the entrance of the newly opened milk tea shop on the next street.

A waitress in the shop saw someone coming and quickly called out: "Welcome, may I ask what you would like?"

Lin Siyue smiled sweetly and said: "Give me a strawberry milkshake, please." After stating her request, she added: "Sorry for the trouble, sister!"

The waitress was stunned, not expecting the little girl to be so polite, and the smile on her face couldn't help but grow a bit brighter.

"Sure thing, little girl!"

The ancestors of various dynasties heard this sound, still somewhat confused about what a milkshake was, and then heard the waitress say:

"By the way, do you want ice? Cute little girl—" The waitress playfully winked at Lin Siyue.

Lin Siyue raised her small face slightly and said sweetly: "Yes, sister."

"Okay, sit over there for a bit, the milkshake will take a while to make," the waitress said gently.

Lin Siyue nodded obediently, then turned around, sat on the chair with both legs up, and quietly waited.

At this time, there were not many customers in the shop, which allowed several employees, while making milk tea, to steal some leisure time to evaluate the customers.

"This little girl is sitting there so obediently, so quiet, so cute! So obedient that I want to take her home!" an employee said in a low voice to a colleague beside him while holding a cup.

The other person glanced at him and also said in a low volume: "Come on, last time you said that little boy was cute and even said you wanted to 'pinch' his small face. What, you changed your mind so quickly, targeting this little girl now!"

"I... I..." Hearing this, the former was tongue-tied, obviously not expecting the other to tease him like this, and turned his head away in some annoyance, not wanting to talk to him.

The other curled his lips into a smile and lowered his head to focus on his work.

Lin Siyue, who was sitting obediently far away, had her small ears slowly flush with a suspicious shade of pink, clearly having heard the conversation between the two.

This was not her being narcissistic, stubbornly believing that the object of their discussion was herself. Mainly because in the shop, the only one fitting the keywords they spoke of was indeed only her; most of the other people were talking noisily.

She felt so embarrassed in her heart that she wanted to claw the wall. What was this? Wasn't she a bit socially anxious? Did they have to pay so much attention to her? It was truly embarrassing!...

As for the ancestors of various dynasties, although they kept looking at the heavenly screen, they didn't pay much attention to these conversations.

What the people of later generations were like, they didn't care, because their vision was entirely attracted by the things those employees... subordinates made.

Someone craned their neck, scratching their head and saying: "Is this milk?"

Someone evaluated for a moment and said: "Perhaps it is some cold herbal drink of later generations."

The former licked his lips and subconsciously said: "I don't know what it tastes like, I really want to try it!"

The latter nodded and said: "The appearance is not bad, the taste shouldn't be bad."

Hearing this, that person licked his lips again, but his eyes were quickly attracted by another thing.

What he stared at was not the object beside it, but precisely the few strawberries the employee had just taken out.

Looking at those juicy red fruits, with the top of the red fruits adorned with a few fresh, green, juicy leaves, which were still trembling, he couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva. What to do? Even more tempting!

At the same time, the emperors and officials of various dynasties were also attracted by the content on the heavenly screen.

Only, their vision naturally couldn't be so narrow, only staring at those humble fruits and drinks, although they did indeed stop to observe for a moment.

But they also quickly shifted their gaze. They were mainly attracted by the strange machines in the background.

They didn't quite understand, but felt it was very magical.

Sure enough, later generations were filled with all kinds of novel things everywhere, making them unable to take it all in, while also generating a sense of incomprehension and curiosity in their hearts.

The craftsmen of various dynasties expressed: Oh, I am dead, don't ask, don't come to them for anything, they don't know, they don't understand!...

Ah, of course, if they could understand it by watching, they could still try to accept it, but for these toys of later generations that they couldn't make heads or tails of, don't come to them.

The emperors expressed: I want it, I want it all, you must make it, otherwise I will execute you!

The craftsmen expressed: Ah, ah, ah, don't, you don't have to! Please! Don't use these things to torture us!...

At the same time, on the heavenly screen, very quickly, everyone watched with their own eyes as that drink of later generations, from pure liquid to adding ingredients and ice, capping, sealing, bagging, and then being personally handed by the server into the fair hand—the entire process was complete.

Then a 'beep' sounded, and they only heard the reminder 'received xx yuan' ring out.

The ancestors were confused again. Previously they were puzzled as to why every time they saw the people of later generations perform a transaction, they never saw the other party hand over money. They had thought it was due to visual reasons, but thinking about it now, it wasn't very logical.

For the people of later generations to give money, they couldn't possibly just leave directly before one could even catch a glimpse; obviously, that was impossible.

Therefore, currently there was only one possibility: the people of later generations didn't give money!

But every time a transaction occurred, there was a voice constantly reminding how much money was received, which made them lose confidence in their guess.

Now they were completely baffled.

In the end, they could only attribute it to the magic of later generations, some form of transaction they couldn't comprehend, and so on.