The faster the barista moves when frothing milk, the finer the milk will be.

  At Du Ming's speed, the smoothness of milk is beyond the reach of most baristas.

  Du Ming quickly finished the milk, pouring it from the thermos into a large cup and setting it aside for later use.

  Du Ming then poured the coffee powder he had ground earlier into the handle of the coffee machine, and then installed the handle on top of the grinder.

  Du Ming took another cup and placed it under the powder press, skillfully pressed the powder press twice, then poured the pressed coffee powder back into the handle of the coffee machine, and also added purified water to the coffee machine.

  Du Ming then turned on the switch to brew coffee on the coffee machine, quickly and evenly made the coffee inside, poured it out into a cup, exactly twenty-five seconds.

  The rich aroma of the concentrated coffee wafted out of the cup, and the onlookers couldn't help but gather around to observe the cup of coffee.

  The barista's expression wasn't great because he had to admit to himself that this cup of espresso was made much better than his own.

  But the barista would certainly not admit it on his face. He looked at Du Ming coldly, hummed a sound and stood aside.

  Zidi Kai didn't expect Du Ming to actually make coffee, and he was a bit stunned, staring blankly as Du Ming skillfully poured the coffee into a cup and placed it aside.

  Du Ming took out a clean small coffee cup and placed it on the table, then poured the concentrated coffee into it. He stopped when the cup was about one-third full.

  Then Du Ming picked up the spare milk, found a small spoon to press down on the liquid surface, and let the milk that had already separated from the foam flow out first, pouring about another third into the coffee cup.

  Du Ming finally used a spoon to scoop the foamy milk from the milk cup into the coffee cup, filling up the remaining one-third.

  At this time, Du Ming measured the cup of coffee and drew a few strokes on the surface with a spoon. With the help of the different colors of coffee and milk, he painted a rather cute leaf.

  Du Ming squeezed his eyes at Jin Ling'er and handed her this cup of coffee.

  Jin Ling didn't think Du Ming would really make coffee, and seeing this cup of coffee that looked more exquisite than the ones sold in cafes was quite a surprise. She smiled sweetly at Du Ming and took the cup of coffee from his hand.

  The barista and Qi Dingkai were both stunned, Du Ming's entire coffee-making technique was smooth and skilled, every detail of time and proportion was just right, even his own teacher didn't have such a high level back then!

  Du Ming glanced at the barista with a somewhat playful expression, but didn't say anything.

  Jin Ling'er happily took a big sip of coffee, and gave Du Ming a thumbs up, "Du Ming, I didn't expect it, you're so talented!"

  Du Mingwei smiled slightly and leaned in close to Jin Ling'er, saying, "How's that? I've saved you some face now. That guy should be leaving soon too."

  Jin Ling'er stole a glance at Qi Dingkai, but Qi Dingkai seemed to have no intention of leaving, still glaring fiercely at Du Ming, especially at the hand Du Ming had placed on Jin Ling'er's shoulder.

  Du Ming patted Jin Ling'er again and said, "Forget it, don't mind him. This cafe is considered to be ruined by us. I guess the owner can't let us stay here anymore. Let's go find a bar to have a couple of drinks?"

  Jin Ling'er nodded immediately after hearing this and said, "Alright! Let's go now!"

  At this time, the barista finally spoke up and shouted, "Wait a minute! Who are you? Where did you learn to make coffee?"

  Du Ming turned his head and glanced at the barista, rolled his eyes, and said casually, "I forgot where I learned it. Let's just say that when I was living in Italy, I learned from an old barista for two months on and off, but I forgot his name."

  "Only two months? How can you have such good skills!"

  Du Ming shrugged and said, "No way, maybe you're just not good enough, go back and practice more."

  After finishing speaking, Du Ming hugged Jin Ling'er and walked out of the back kitchen, also directly walking out of the coffee shop.

  I didn't expect that Qi Dingkai actually followed up persistently and fawned his way to Jin Ling'er's side, asking, "Ling'er, where are we going next?"

  Jin Ling'er couldn't help but roll her eyes slightly and said, "I'm going to find a bar with Du Ming... and Ming Ge to have a few drinks. You go home first."

  "Never mind," Zidi Kai said immediately. "I didn't have anything to do today, I came specifically to accompany you. I don't feel at ease with you going out alone with this guy, I need to take care of and protect you."

  Du Ming glanced at Qi Dingkai and snorted, but didn't say anything.

  Jin Ling'er could not help but leave with Qi Dingkai.

  The last three people found a nearby bar with a pretty decent renovation and walked in together.

  Du Ming ordered two glasses of wine at the bar and walked with Jin Ling to a relatively quiet place in the deeper part of the bar, found a table next to it and sat down.

  And Qi Dingkai, quite unexpectedly, took two bottles of beer and forcibly sat down beside Jin Ling'er.

  Jin Ling'er moved reluctantly towards Du Ming's side with a sulky face.

  Three people were sitting around a round table, Du Ming knew that if he switched to the middle of Jin Ling'er and Qi Dingkai now, Qi Dingkai would definitely stick to Jin Ling'er from the other side again.

  Jin Ling looked at Du Ming with a pleading expression, meaning to ask him to think of a way to get himself out of trouble.

  Du Ming looked around and saw a dartboard in the entertainment area not far away, with two or three people shouting and playing darts.

  Du Ming's heart skipped a beat as he hastily asked Qi Dingkai, "Hey, Mr. Qi, have you ever played darts?"

  Qī Dìng Kǎi immediately raised his chin and said with great pride, "Darts? That's something I've been playing since I was a kid. It's not bragging, but that dartboard, I can hit it accurately even with my eyes closed."

  Du Ming glanced at Jin Ling'er, smiled at her, and then pointed to the dartboard on the wall not far away, saying to Qi Dingkai, "Really? Then I just want to see Mr. Qi's dart skills, does Mr. Qi want to play darts with me?"

  Zhī Dìng Kǎi only then noticed the dartboard on the wall, and immediately had a smug expression all over his face, with an air of superiority, saying "Alright, just don't get beaten by me to the point where you question your life, come on, I'll show you what real dart skills are like - hitting the bullseye from a hundred paces!"