"Master of tea art?" Jiang Yinqiu became even more confused after hearing this, not understanding what it meant at all.

After all, it will take a few years for the word "green tea" to become popular on the Internet. How can you understand now that "tea master" means something else?

Ma Liang couldn't explain it, so he responded perfunctorily: "Nothing, just a small matter. What do you want to drink, senior?"

"I'll have a cup of cappuccino!" Jiang Yinqiu responded after thinking for a while.

At this moment, the waiter happened to come up and order, a cup of Americano and a cup of cappuccino. Jiang Yinqiu paid directly, and Ma Liang did not fight with her.

After a while, two cups of coffee were served.

Ma Liang took a sip of American coffee, and the sleepiness he felt after the meal disappeared instantly. In his previous life, he liked this kind of pure black coffee, without adding sugar or milk. The more bitter it was, the more refreshing it was.

It's just that Jiang Yinqiu looked at Jiang Yinqiu's eyes as an old coffee dog who only loved American style.

American-style black coffee is difficult for most people to appreciate because it is too bitter. People who are not accustomed to drinking coffee for a long time will find it difficult to taste the original aroma of coffee beans.

Even Jiang Yinqiu, who has plenty of these things in his family, couldn't fall in love with American purity.

Not only is American style very bitter, but also because its extraction time is relatively long, so the caffeine content is high, and drinking it can easily lead to insomnia.

Whenever I watch my mother make American food at home, she always walks away with a look of disgust on her face.

But it was hard for her to understand why the boy in front of her was obviously a poor student, and why he liked a strange drink like American style.

Liking someone often starts with curiosity, but Jiang Yinqiu had no idea at the moment.

Seeing Jiang Yinqiu stirring the coffee and staring at him, Ma Liang touched both sides of his face and asked stupidly: "Senior, is there something dirty on my face?"

He thought he had grease on his face when he ate earlier, and the other party was embarrassed to remind him.

"No, no, I'm just curious about why you like American style." Jiang Yinqiu asked generously.

How could Ma Liang say that he had a bad habit in his previous life? He could only say perfunctorily: "Oh, I don't like sweet things very much, so I just ordered an Americano."

"No wonder, I thought you often drank coffee." Jiang Yinqiu suddenly realized.

But seeing the look on Ma Liang's face when he took a sip just now, it was clear that he was enjoying it, which was not what he said at all. Now she was even more curious.

Ma Liang didn't care anymore. At this moment, he was immersed in a very strange feeling.

Jiang Yinqiu sat in front of him, and Liu Feifei leaned behind him. God had arranged it so cleverly that he was a little overwhelmed.

The fate of life is really mysterious. If you make a slight change, the development of things will be really different.

Essentially, he is not much different from his previous life. He is still as poor and has not become more handsome. The only difference is that he is more proactive.

Liu Feifei was very proactive towards Liu Feifei on the train, and even more so after meeting Jiang Yinqiu, and even shamelessly asked her to help find a part-time job.

The changes that have taken place now are simply amazing. He is actually sitting together with these two beauties, which was completely unimaginable in his previous life.

Looking at the graceful Jiang Yinqiu in front of him, Ma Liang felt hot in his heart and couldn't help but ask: "Senior, are there many people like Senior Brother Xu chasing you?"

"No way!" A shy blush appeared on Jiang Yinqiu's face, "There are not many people as deadbeat as him."

Ma Liang nodded and agreed: "Yes, senior sister is so beautiful, most people must be afraid to move forward due to inferiority complex, and only those who are obsessed with self-confidence like Senior Brother Xu would overestimate their own abilities."

"It's all nonsense. It's not as exaggerated as what you said." Jiang Yinqiu's face turned red. This was the first time a peer praised her so nakedly in person.

The boys who had a crush on her in the past all wanted to act serious, competent, and talented in front of her, but how could they dare to express their inner thoughts directly?

Only Ma Liang, an old fritter, can flirt so straightforwardly, without any technical content at all.

But for Jiang Yinqiu, this almost teasing compliment was very strange.

After all, in front of such a proud woman like her, even a scumbag would like to disguise himself as a gentleman, for fear of being rude to the beauty.

Unlike Ma Liang, he doesn't care what the other person thinks. His first impression of Jiang Yinqiu is that of a simple country dog, which is an unchangeable fact.

So you don’t have to think too much. No matter how bad the impression is, how bad can it be?

Ma Liang shamelessly continued flirting: "It's not an exaggeration at all. The way Senior Xu acted just now can already show how popular Senior is."

"You're not afraid of making him anxious. I'll give you some shoes to wear later." Jiang Yinqiu couldn't resist Ma Liang's offensive and quickly found a way to change the subject.

Ma Liang looked disdainful: "Firstly, I don't want to join the student union, secondly, I don't want to join the party, and thirdly, I don't need to participate in any activities. What can he do to me?"

"This is what you said. If Senior Brother Xu does that again, I will use you as a shield." Jiang Yinqiu couldn't help but tease.

Ma Liang replied nonchalantly: "I couldn't ask for more. It's my honor to be my senior's guardian."

"Why didn't I realize you were so poor on the first day of school? Do you often pretend to be harmless and deceive girls?" Jiang Yinqiu was extremely smart and immediately launched a counterattack.

Ma Liang quickly pretended to be a bitch again and acted with an exaggerated expression: "How is it possible? It's just my nature. It's obviously my senior sister who messed up my heart."

"Bah, bah, bah, it's getting more and more out of shape." Jiang Yinqiu rolled her eyes at him in shame and annoyance, and immediately wanted to end the topic.

After all, she was no match for Ma Liang, and she was defeated in just one round.

Ma Liang knew not to act too hastily and give up as soon as possible, so he asked seriously: "Sister, you are the president of the Huazheng Innovation Association, so you must be well-informed.

Do you know if our college students want to start a business, are there any projects with small investment?"

He asked this question because he really wanted to inquire. After all, information is wealth.

"The Innovation and Entrepreneurship Association is not that mysterious. Most college students' entrepreneurship projects are empty-headed projects. The students are all rushing to the entrepreneurship competition.

One is to get some credits, and the other is to look good on their resume. Not many people actually start a business.

If you really want to start a small-investment business, one is to participate in campus fairs in various schools and set up stalls to sell some creative products; the other is to become a campus agent and sell phone cards.

These are two of the few reliable projects I know, and you can start small." Jiang Yinqiu thought for a moment and answered seriously.

She came up with these two ideas based entirely on Ma Liang's financial situation.

It's not that there are no bigger business projects, but she knows that Ma Liang can't have that much money to invest.

Seeing Jiang Yinqiu's reservations, Ma Liang understood in his heart.

He was really impressed that this senior student was so meticulous and considerate. She thought of every project so carefully in an instant, for fear of hurting his fragile self-esteem.

But it's really hard to interest him in these two projects because they really can't make quick money.

Not to mention the campus fair, which is rarely held a few times a semester. When there is a fair and he sets up a stall, he might as well follow Fa Ge and sell CDs.

Selling campus phone cards is not reliable either. After all, it is impossible to be an exclusive agent. The market is already saturated, so we can only sell a little more during the school term every year.

It's not easy to make some money as a tutor. Don't go back and lose it all after fooling around. That would be a fool's errand and you won't have anywhere to cry.

Everything is difficult at the beginning, and the first pot of gold is indeed the hardest to earn.

With the few thousand dollars he has left on hand, even if he adds in his income from tutoring in the future, the start-up capital is still pitifully small, and it is not enough to do anything.

How about finding some soft food to eat, making money, not being shabby!

But where can I find a rich woman?
Chapter completed!