"What are you going to do?"
Bronya looked at him and asked.
"Deliver food."
Zhao Bai grinned and answered casually.
P.S.: The Jin Jun Mei at home was about to expire recently. It was a black tea originally produced in Wuyi Mountain, and the temperature in Hubei was about to hit thirty degrees again. I didn't want to drink hot tea, but I really couldn't bear to waste it, so I wrapped it in gauze, put it in ice water, and tossed it into the fridge for an hour. Thus, this wonderful thing was born.
How should I put it? There was absolutely no bitterness. The fragrance and sweetness were brought out to the fullest, and there was no need to savor the lingering sweetness, because it was sweet from the start, with a very light feel. Its flavor was completely different from the bitterness of hot tea that had gone cold.
I thought it was Oriental Leaf, but it was much better than Oriental Leaf.
Being the bold explorer that I was, I bought some cold-brew tea. Later, I discovered that Jasmine Dragon Pearl, White Peach Oolong, and Phoenix Dan Cong were best suited for cold brewing. Other teas were a little lacking, including my Jin Jun Mei.
Beginners could try White Peach Oolong. It was the progenitor of cold-brew tea, with tea fragrance tinged with peach aroma—very ethereal.
Give it a try. You definitely won't regret it.
I really am a gourmet. Proud.
Food's Here!
"North America?"
Bronya found it a little hard to take. She expressionlessly rubbed her forehead, looking utterly helpless.
"They... haven't caused any trouble recently. They've been lying low like snakes. Why go looking for trouble with them? Bronya doesn't really understand."
"Precisely because they haven't caused any trouble, so..."
Zhao Bai paused,