After four years of living alone after marrying far away, he went back to his parents' home and

After Lan Yujuan regained her balance, she first glanced at her coffee beans, and after confirming that they were all intact, she breathed a slight sigh of relief.

"Little sister, are you an adult yet?"

"You've already taken office, and this is all you've got?"

"childish!"

Lan Yujuan responded with a faint smile, showing no anger.

Because she knew very well that if she were to get angry at this moment, she would be falling right into the other party's trap.

After saying that, she calmly carried her ten types of coffee beans to the designated work station.

The calmer she remained, the more resentful her opponents became.

"Hmph, it's just a slight lead, isn't it?"

"What's there to be so smug about? You'll be laughing about nothing soon enough!"

With the three control panels lined up in a row, Lan Yujuan could hear clearly the ill intentions of her opponent.

However, she didn't care at all.

The more attention the other person paid to her, the more Lan Yujuan wanted to laugh.

Just now, as she passed by the person who bumped into her, carrying her coffee beans, she glanced at the ten types of coffee the other person had chosen.

Lan Yujuan noticed that several of the coffee beans were so obvious at first glance that you could tell the variety without even tasting them.

But upon closer inspection, one is surprised to discover that it was a trap deliberately chosen to mislead the contestants.

To determine the variety of a coffee bean, its appearance alone is only a useful reference.

The true basis for judgment must be to grind it into powder, brew it yourself, smell the aroma, and taste the flavor before a conclusion can be reached.

Lan Yujuan knew this well, so even if she had ten types of beans, she could roughly tell the type and origin of three or four of them at a glance.

But I still dared not take any chances, and instead followed my own pace, grinding and brewing each ingredient one by one, carefully comparing them.

"What's wrong with number 8? Numbers 7 and 9 have already started filling in the answers, why is she still grinding them one by one?"

"I bet she picked out 10 different types of beans, and just by looking at them, she probably wouldn't be able to recognize any of them! Haha."

The murmurs near the stage seemed to be deliberately amplified and reached Lan Yujuan's ears.

But she was so engrossed in her work that she didn't even look up.

"Look, contestants 7 and 9 have already guessed more than half of it, while contestant 8 is still grinding beans!"

"Hehe, don't rush, I think she's working on the 10th one, almost done."

"Is she going to brew and taste each one individually? That would take so long!"

"Who knows? Look at her, she doesn't seem like someone who knows anything about coffee!"

The murmurs from the audience never stopped.

On stage, Lan Yujuan continued her actions in an orderly manner.

Suddenly, a gasp came from the audience:

"Wow! That guy in the middle, number 8, is actually holding the kettle with both hands, multitasking and brewing two kinds of coffee at the same time!"

"Wow, that's so cool!"

"A master! That's definitely a master!"

"Awesome! I want to learn!"

Lan Yujuan's idea was simple: brewing coffee with both hands at the same time would save half the brewing time.

But she didn't expect that her actions, by sheer chance, would disrupt the rhythm of her opponents, numbers 7 and 9.

Although the two contestants moved quickly at the beginning, they became more and more hesitant and conflicted as the competition progressed.

Was the variety I guessed based on its appearance really correct?

Even after brewing, smelling, and tasting the last few, I was still a little unsure. I wasn't entirely sure, so I could only take a gamble.

But I'm also afraid that when I hand in my paper, I'll find that I made the wrong bet!

But as the process of agonizing over this continued, time kept slipping away.

When I looked up, I found that Lan Yujuan was still calm, frighteningly so, and getting faster and faster!

The first to be affected is number 9 next to it.

She was the one who made those tough remarks just now, and now she's the one who can't guess the last few coffees.

She kept glancing at Lan Yujuan, her hands trembling as she wiped away sweat, while constantly trying to reassure herself:

"It's alright, even if she smells and appreciates the fragrance, it'll take her a while. I'll definitely be faster than her!"

But to No. 9's surprise, after Lan Yujuan had brewed all 10 types of coffee, she suddenly picked up the answer sheet and pen.