Fortunately, Alice wasn't persistent.
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Su walked up to Viola Thompson.
"Miss Thompson."
Viola set down her milk tea cup and looked at Su, "Hello."
"Hello, this is a specialty milk tea from Cuba, please give it a try," as the words fell, a banquet hall server brought over a cup of aromatic milk tea.
Viola liked drinking milk tea and had a particularly keen sense of smell, especially when it came to milk tea.
She picked up the milk tea and took a sip.
A faint sweetness spread across her taste buds, followed by a rich tea flavor; the milk didn't overpower the tea, nor did the tea overpower the milk.
The two flavors complemented each other perfectly.
A perfect interpretation of the true meaning of milk tea.
"Very nice," Viola gave a very high rating.
Getting Viola's approval made Su happy, and she smiled, saying, "Miss Thompson, if you like it, I'll have the master send you the secret recipe for the milk tea."
"Really?" Viola was somewhat surprised.
