Chapter 2 — Coffee Pairing Queen

The flavor of a normal delicious seed must have layers, a floral scent, a sour fruit taste, a dry seed base, layer by layer appearing. This smell hits straight into the nose, sweet, strong, and suspiciously uniform. Like the smell created by a perfume expert, not the smell of being roasted. But only I can smell these things. Phuong Di held a cup of brewed coffee and deliberately walked past my desk. "Ninh, can I make you a cup?" "Genuine farm-grade products, let me taste what is truly specialty coffee." "Don't always drink chain-store products, it's not good for your taste buds." She put the cup down in front of my desk, posture like she was giving alms. I looked at that cup of coffee. The color is too dark, the oil layer is thin to almost non-existent. Coffee made from good beans will have a layer of golden brown oil on the surface, which we call crema. This glass is completely absent. I didn't touch the cup. "No need. I'm not used to drinking it." Phuong Di rolled her eyes. "Psst. Someone who's been drinking chain coffee for three years, of course doesn't understand specialty coffee." "Everyone, come get it quickly! Don't be polite!" In a moment, the tea room was crowded with people. Everyone was holding a cup, with the three words "a great deal" clearly written on their faces. "So delicious! The fruity sour taste is so clear!" "It feels a hundred times better than Starbucks!" "The texture is super smooth, worthy of being a farm-grade product!" Mr. Trieu took the cup and walked to my side, deliberately smacking his lips and taking a sip. "Um... this is called coffee." "The previous Luckin and Starbucks types, compared to this, are like pot washing liquid." I didn't show any expression, taking a sip of brewed coffee. craft I brought with me. Today I used Kenya AA, the sour orange and blackcurrant flavors opened up in layers. Well, this is really the farm level. But half an hour later. Ms. Ly started constantly running to the bathroom. At first no one noticed. Until within an hour, she ran for the fourth time. Right after that, Tieu Chu in the design department also stood up clutching his stomach. "What's going on... I didn't eat anything bad this morning..." PART 04 That afternoon, a total of five people ran to the bathroom. But no one connects this with those “farm level” coffee beans. Because Phuong Di's explanation sounded very reasonable. "Specialty coffee has high acidity. If the stomach has not adapted, there will be some reaction at first." "Drinking it twice will be fine, proving that the coffee people drank before was of too low quality." Mr. Trieu strongly agreed, nodding. "That's right, good food needs time to adapt." He turned his head to look at me, the meaning was very clear... the previous thing she gave us to drink was indeed of poor quality. I didn't pay attention to him. Open the work document, continue working on the plan. But when I get off work, I do one more thing. When passing by the tea room, Phuong Di had returned. The opened bag of coffee was still lying on the table, the mouth of the bag had not been closed. I stopped, bowed my head and looked. The color of the seeds is extremely uneven. Some seeds are charred black, some are reddish brown, and some even have a slight green glow. Normally, the color of beans in the same roasted batch will not differ by more than two levels. This bag is at least four or five levels different. Furthermore, on the surface of some particles there is still a layer of white powder. Could be leftover silk shells. Maybe not. I picked up a few seeds and put them in a sealed bag to take with me. Just consider it a professional habit. The next day, Phuong Di brought the second batch of beans. "The last batch received so much praise from everyone, I told my boyfriend to send two more boxes!" "This time it's Gesha! The most premium coffee variety in the world!" "The type that sells outside for two or three hundred yuan a cup, everyone can drink it freely!"Gesha. I almost burst out laughing. Genuine Gesha seeds from Panama farm, the bidding price for green seeds alone is calculated accordingly

grams, one kilogram is at least several thousand yuan. Phuong Di's box contained at least five or six kilograms. Calculated at market price, this box is worth over thirty thousand yuan. Does her boyfriend just give it away for free? I looked at the packaging. “Gesha Premier Collection” is printed on it. The word "Premier" is spelled correctly this time, but the small text below says "Processed in Guangdong". Gesha Panama is processed in Guangdong. Okay. It's truly eye-opening. But I said nothing. The colleagues went crazy, jostling each other to the tea room like they were fighting for money. "Gesha! I've seen it online! One cup is three hundred yuan!" "Phuong Di, you're so amazing! What kind of fairy is your boyfriend?" "From now on, we can drink coffee for three hundred yuan every day!" Phuong Di was surrounded in the middle, a look of pride almost spilling out of her face. "Of course. My boyfriend is Tran Bin, doing import business. These things are just matters to him. "He said from now on he will send two boxes every week, so everyone can drink enough." Tieu Tran excitedly patted Phuong Di's shoulder. "Phuong Di, you've only been here for two weeks and you've already become the benefactor of our group!" She even deliberately called out to me. "Sister Ninh, don't you come to drink? Gesha, can the things you exchanged with Starbucks points before compare?" I didn't raise my head.