A cup of coffee should have two cubes of sugar, with the spoon stirred fifteen times, any less sugar won't dissolve easily, and more will lower the temperature.
Whether or not he had to work, Qiao Hongyi always drank such a cup of coffee in the morning.
Then he would open his notebook and write the first line of text.
In the second year of the Ming Country, on May 24th, the weather was clear...
Upon hearing footsteps approaching, Qiao Hongyi put down his pen, closed his notebook, and looked up at the newcomer.
"Young Master Qiao, long time no see."
"I'm no 'young master,' nor have I ever met you."
Qiao Hongyi said calmly, "I also don't like uninvited guests."
"I apologize for the intrusion, please forgive me."
The visitor took off his hat, bowed his head in respect, and sat down opposite Qiao Hongyi. He glanced at the bustling street scene outside the window and smiled.