A few minutes later, An Lan took off his apron, brought a cup of coffee that at least looked mellow and rich to Reina, and said politely: "Please!"

Everything is done strictly in accordance with the instructions in the instructions, and there will be no accidents this time.

Angel Yan also watched Reina and the coffee with great interest. According to what she had just observed, the steps and ingredient ratios of An Lan making coffee from beginning to end were exactly the same as those in the video tutorials on the Internet.

Could An Lan really break the coffee curse this time?

Rena rubbed her palms and looked at the cup of coffee in front of her that looked great and had a Doraemon latte pattern with bright eyes.

There is no doubt that this is a work of art!

With her devotion to art in her heart, Reina gently picked up the coffee cup, stirred it with a small spoon, then blew lightly, brought the coffee cup to her lips and took a sip.

This... what does this smell like!?

Reina's expression froze instantly, her whole body was shaking and her brain was in confusion. She couldn't believe that the coffee that looked so good could taste so... strange.

The Kamigawa body's innate desire to survive forced Reina to spit out the coffee immediately, but because the coffee sold so well, Reina forced herself to resist the desire to spit out the coffee.

Could there be something wrong with my sense of taste?

Lena, who did not believe in evil, took another sip, curling her tongue like tasting red wine, so that her taste buds could have more contact with the coffee.

Um!?

Reina's facial features, which can be said to be the best in the world, were distorted in an instant and curled up into a chrysanthemum. If it weren't for the sake of face, she would probably lie on the ground and roll around.

This expression is somewhere between death and eating shit.

It seems that the curse could not be broken.

Just by looking at Reina's expression, Angel Yan knew that An Lan had failed again this time, even though he had done his best in all aspects.

"How?" An Lan asked expectantly.

Reina trembled and silently put down the coffee cup. She felt that she was a big victim. She suppressed the desire to beat An Lan and thought for a moment before asking: "Store manager.

What’s the worst thing you’ve ever drank?”

"The worst thing to drink? Diesel."

"You actually drank diesel. What kind of strange taste does it have?"

Reina was very surprised. Is diesel really drinkable? The taste of people on Earth is so different from that of Lieyang.

"Haha, I drank it accidentally."

An Lan laughed and explained: "It happened about two years ago. At that time, I went to the gas station. After filling up the tank and running two kilometers, I realized that something was not right with the engine. After looking carefully, I found that the gasoline had been added.

diesel fuel.

I saw a short video that said that by inserting one end of the plastic pipe into the fuel tank, holding the other end in your mouth and sucking in it, the oil will drain out.

Accidentally, I sucked a little too hard."

I see.

Lena patted her chest lightly. Let me just say, although the earth is more fashionable than the blazing sun, it is a pre-nuclear civilization after all, and it should not have evolved to the point of drinking diesel.

Reina paused and said with a serious expression: "This cup of coffee is 1000% worse than diesel."

An Lan:!!!?

"How can it taste worse than diesel? Is there something wrong with your sense of taste?"

"I am 1000% convinced that there is nothing wrong with my sense of taste!"

Reina waved her fist, pushed the coffee cup forward, and said with a bitter face: "If you don't believe me, try it for yourself. If it tastes really bad, you have to refund my money!"

rnm, refund your money!

"I'll try it."

An Lan unbelievingly picked up the coffee cup that Reina had used, took a sip...and then put it down silently.

Hmm...it is indeed 1000% worse than diesel.

But it is impossible to refund money. Anlan's service tenet is the same as Deyun Club, that is, no refunds!

"This smell is normal."

An Lan looked as usual after swallowing the coffee. His acting skills have always been excellent.

But Angel Yan still caught the flaw in An Lan's acting: An Lan subconsciously pushed towards Reina after putting down the cup, which proved that he was very resistant to this cup of coffee.

"Is it normal to have such terrible coffee?"

Reina was even more surprised with confusion and doubt in her eyes. She had long heard that coffee might be a little bitter and difficult to get used to, but the taste was too different.

Do all people on earth have such unique tastes?

"Because the name of this cup of coffee is [Love]."

An Lan deceived the wronged goddess in front of him in a serious and emotional tone, and explained: "Why is my coffee called [Balenciaga in coffee]?"

Because my coffee not only contains the technical charm of making coffee, but also contains my understanding and favor of art.

You know, Balenciaga is not only clothing, not just fashion items, it is also a work of art.

what is love?

It is wanting to touch but not daring to touch, being afraid of losing when you get it, and regretting it after losing it. People who are immersed in love will not only get sweetness, but also endless bitterness.

Anyone can express the sweet side of love with coffee. But I am the only one in the world who can express the bitter side of love with coffee.

This is not just a cup of coffee, it's a cup of art.

If you, like those vulgar and ignorant people, only use your sense of taste to comment on this work of art, it only proves that you are vulgar.

It’s so vulgar!”

The coffee-making skills of An Lan and Mr. E are almost the same. Fortunately, An Lan's level of cheating is only slightly higher than Mr. E's.

Reina, who was scolded by An Lan, looked dull. Ah, so I am too superficial. This small cup of coffee actually contains so many things?

"Try it again and see if you can taste the true essence of this cup of coffee." An Lan pushed the dangerous cup forward again.

emmmm……

Reina stared at the cup of coffee with some fear and resistance, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in Fuling's heart and brain. Isn't this the feeling of wanting to touch but not daring to touch?

Reina, who seemed to have realized something, picked up the coffee and resisted the discomfort and resistance in her heart. She took a few more sips. The taste, which was a hundred times worse than diesel, reached her brain directly through her taste buds.

"I seem to understand art and love." Reina, who had been deceived by An Lan, felt that she had been sublimated and had become a goddess who had escaped from vulgar taste.

"You are a person who truly understands art." An Lan smiled happily. It's good, someone finally understands me and my coffee.

What is art?

Art is when you spend tens of thousands to buy an eye-catching top international fashion, spend millions to buy a calligraphy and painting of a celebrity that you can't understand at all, and spend hundreds of millions to buy a pair of "Sunflower" with actual value of zero.

…

It was obvious that he had been wronged, but in order not to lose face, he was looking for the next victim to beat the drum and spread flowers, and to prove his artistic taste, he still had to bite the bullet and applaud.

If the masses don’t understand and don’t like it, that’s right. If everyone likes it, doesn’t it prove that I’m just like those mediocre people?
Chapter completed!