The little one's purse connects the two worlds, turning a desolate village into a paradise.

As Ya Ya passed by the stall of three uncles selling scallions, she saw many people engrossed in eating at the small tables and stools next to them. The fried rice vendor's spatula was practically sparking with energy.

The three bosses spotted her at a glance, but didn't call out. They just stared at her for a moment, and when Ya Ya looked over, they smiled and went back to their work.

It was just a few steps to the little sweet drink stall.

A bright green signboard stood out prominently, adorned with images of little people and various kinds of sweet drinks.

The red and yellow fruits on the stall were piled into a neat triangular tower shape. The yellow fruits looked a bit like the tangerines she bought last time, but they were bigger and looked sweeter.

Ya Ya tilted her head up and leaned close to the price list. She recognized all the numbers on it; almost all of them were 10 or higher. There was a smaller green board on the far right.

It says in big letters: Extra Large Cup 9.9 Yuan.

Next to it were drawn two small sweet drinks, one red and one green, and there were some small black balls at the bottom of the cup.

"Big...9.9 yuan."

I'll buy this one!

The little sweet drink stall was very tall, even taller than the beef hotpot stall from before, so Ya Ya simply dragged the cart around to the side.

The stall owner was a woman wearing a strangely shaped hat, with the brim sticking out quite a bit, like a long tongue.

"Sister, I want to buy sweet water and milk that costs nine yuan and ninety cents..."

She got stuck halfway through her sentence, scratched her head, and didn't know how to pronounce the rest of the words.

The saleswoman smiled, her eyes crinkling, "We have extra-large Thai milk green tea and Thai milk red tea for 9.9 yuan. Which one do you want?"

"I want one of each!" Ya Ya didn't hesitate and took them all home to try.

Last time, half a cup of that sweet drink last time was enough to last a long time. This time, I'm bringing two cups back so everyone can try them.

"Okay! I'll make it hot for you."

"Hmm!" Ya Ya nodded and handed over a 20-yuan bill, preferably a warm one.

The young woman looked at the banknote with some difficulty. Two yuan was easy to find, but she really didn't have two mao (0.2 yuan).

"Little friend, I don't have two cents, can I put in more pearls for you?"

"A real pig? What's that?"

"This has a chewy and bouncy texture, and it tastes especially good when paired with milk tea."

The girl selling milk tea scooped up a small spoonful and showed it to Ya Ya.

It's a picture on a stained glass plate, with tiny, dark beads at the bottom of the cup.

So this is what a pearl is, the "pearl" of the pearl, not the "pig" of the pig.

"Okay." Ya Ya stared at the sticky, chewy little black balls. They should taste good, right?

Two large cups of hot Thai milk tea were quickly made. The black tea base was a warm orange-red, while the other cup was a light green with a bunch of round little tapioca pearls at the bottom, which looked quite tempting.

The cup was indeed very big, longer than Ya Ya's arm.

The woman selling milk tea helped Ya Ya put two large cups of milk tea into a bag and carefully placed it in the gap of the shopping cart. After thinking about it, she realized it wasn't safe enough, so she took a cable tie and tied the bag handle to the cart handle.

That's why I feel relieved.

"Thank you, sister."

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After feeding the brooding ducks, the village chief picked some water celery and cattails and headed towards Granny Liu's yard. Before he even reached the gate, he heard a chorus of quacking sounds.

He quickened his pace.

Upon entering, I saw a large group of people gathered around a table, while Ya Ya's familiar little stroller stood empty to the side.

What new gadgets are they this time?

"Uncle's here." Zhao Hu saw him and pulled him to the table.

The sizzling, fragrant beef still retained its warmth, and the aroma of meat mixed with the fragrance of oil wafted into the air. Even Grandma Chen, who usually had the worst appetite, couldn't help but swallow frequently. What was this smell? It made her heart itch with desire.

Ya Ya sat on a wooden chair and explained to everyone one by one: "This is sweet water, it's so sweet. We'll share it with everyone when Grandpa Village Chief comes back. Grandpas, grandmas, uncles, and aunts, please go and get your own little cups."

Everyone acted in unison, scattering to grab their own cups from the water tank.

"Ahem." The village chief coughed.

"Grandpa Village Chief is back! We can eat beef soon!" Ya Ya's eyes lit up when she saw the village chief.

The group had already gathered back together with their colorful little cups.

Zhao Hu handed the village chief's cup to him.

It's a black cup with small yellow flowers. There were many cups this time, so the village chief picked it out himself. This color suits his calm and steady personality, doesn't it?

The village chief was holding two large cups of milk tea, which were still warm when he picked them up.

I just don't know how to open it, and I'm trying to figure it out over and over again.

"This color is really pretty. Will the water inside taste good?" someone asked curiously.

"The little girl says it's sweet water, so how bad can it be if it's so sweet!" someone chimed in with a laugh, their eyes glued to the two large glasses of brightly colored sweet water. "There are also black dumplings hidden at the bottom, what kind of rare treat is that?"

"Could it be some kind of pill?"

"Grandma Fang, the black dumplings are pearls. The lady who sells sweet drinks said they taste great when eaten with them."

"And this too, Fiery Beef, one skewer each." Ya Ya said, stretching out her hand to grab two skewers, and sharing one skewer with Grandma Liu.

Ji Chuntao couldn't wait to smell the aroma. Besides being tempted, she also wanted to see and taste it to see what was in it and how the seasonings were mixed. She wished she could make it taste like this.

She carefully held the bamboo skewer, brought the meat skewer to her mouth, bit off a small piece, and chewed it slowly.

The beef, charred from being grilled on a hot plate, melts in your mouth with its fat, mingling with the aroma of cumin you've never tasted before, accompanied by finely chopped scallions. A unique flavor spreads throughout your mouth.

The portion of the Fiery Beef Skewers was already small, only enough for two bites.

The elderly people don't have very good teeth, so they have some trouble chewing, but the more they chew, the more fragrant it becomes, and in the end they swallow it whole.

Little Shuanzi's baby teeth hadn't all grown in, and he was missing a few back molars, so he couldn't chew the firm beef at all. He could only hold the bamboo skewer and lick the seasonings off it bit by bit to satisfy his craving.

The village chief also tore off the plastic film on the milk tea cups, and poured a little into everyone's cup.

Ya Ya took her little cup, took a sip, and her eyes narrowed. It was so delicious! Absolutely amazing!

The village chief poured her a green, sweet drink that was refreshing and fragrant, and added a few small black balls.

"Be careful when eating this meatball, little girl, don't choke. Little Shuanzi shouldn't eat it, he's too small, it's easy for him to choke on it."

Li Guixiang was meticulous and gave each person a detailed instruction.

After everyone finished chewing the last bit of beef, they all subconsciously took a sip of the sweet water in their glasses.

Their eyes were shining.

They had never tasted this flavor before in their lives. It was sweet and refreshing, with an indescribable milky and tea aroma. One warm bite made them feel wonderful all over.

Biting into the black meatball at the bottom of the cup, it was soft, chewy, and a little sticky. This wonderful texture made them marvel once again at how people over there could come up with so many rare and novel ideas.