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dibly delicious and irresistible, almost like a culinary delight. Countless high-end restaurant owne

ack tea. Among them, there was a special kind of black tea known for its irresistible flavor called cr

onth. The price was also extraordinarily high. Those high-end restaurant owners had to mak

, are y

lbur, a regular cu

g him to sit down. "Are you here to buy tea leaves? I chec

Well... Melany, can you ma

sorry, Wilbur, but you kn

ollars. Moreover, each person was limited to purchasing one portion per month. Our store's reservations were alw

f this exorbitantly priced tea. Who would mind making more money?

think of a way to help me?" Wilbur stood up from hi

th. "I really can't h

ing on the door outside, I shook my head helplessly. There was really nothing I could do. I didn't d

ets. I had no parents and survived on begging and the charity of kind-hearted people. Until one day, I met D

ng, and she even paid me a salary every month. In my heart, Denise had bec

ng for tea. I had asked Denise if we should sell them some tea lea

nd asked, "Is the production of this tea r

and gave me a harsh punishment. The pain of the barbed whip cutting i

night, as there were many cigarette butts on the ground. When he saw me open the door, he rushed up

Anyway, there were no customers scheduled to pick up their orders in the nex

setting up a bed and sleeping right at the entrance. This

y and grabbed me. "I know you have a kind heart. Just

urriedly added, "I'll pay extra! Five t

ll the money will go straight i

y. When I was first taken in, having enough to eat and wear, and a place to s

ied me. I wanted more. I looked at the shabby, old phone in my han

time Denise brought the tea to the store, it was secured in a heavy wooden box. The box was dark red, al