Detective Conan's Cafe Owner

Chapter 10 Meng Po Soup

If someone you don't know or someone you just met offered you a strange drink, would you drink it?

And still drink three cups.

With the addition of unknown rewards, how many people would be willing to give it a try?

What other people will do, Qingming doesn't know.

Anyway, if it was him, he would never drink it.

People who don't know each other, who just met, who knows if they will add something strange to their drinks.

That's not uncommon, there are plenty of examples.

Even people you know may add something strange.

For example, it will make girls feel weird, and then hehehe.

For example, if you drink it, you will never wake up again.

People's hearts are separated by the belly, and no one knows whether the heart behind the belly is a black heart or a red heart.

Of course, if it is really a trusted person, nothing will happen.

Will Asai Chengshi trust Qingming?

of course not.

After all, how could you trust me without even saying a few words?

Moreover, everything she bears makes it difficult for her to trust a person.

Qingming did not expect to be trusted.

After all, Asai's trust was of no use to him.

The reason why he came with him was firstly because of Xiaolan's invitation, and secondly because he came to relax and meet the quite popular pseudo-mother by the way.

Now that I've seen it, I don't think it's too special.

But then again, is this really a fake mother and not a real one?
Qingming's eyes were suspicious.

After all, no matter how you look at it, this guy looks like a real mother. If it wasn't because he knew the truth, it would be hard to imagine that she would be a false mother.

Asai Chengmi didn't notice Qingming's doubts, and blinked to see the transparent cup handed in front of him.

The dark green, bubbling and steaming unknown liquid, although there is the aroma of coffee wafting, is it really coffee?Can you really drink it?
She hesitated a little.

But he still put down the teapot in his hand and took the coffee.

Xiaolan on the side was eating rice balls, her eyes turned several times at Qingming and Asai Naomi.

Seeing that Asai Chengmi took the coffee, he quickly swallowed the food in his mouth.

Then speak persuasion.

"Miss Chengshi, it's better not to drink."

"Ah? Why? There's something wrong with this coffee?"

"It's not that there's anything wrong with it, it's just the taste... I don't know how to describe it at all."

I really don't know how to describe it. Although Xiaolan has tried many times to challenge it, she couldn't drink it every time.

She didn't even know why Qingming made such a kind of coffee, and it was still the signboard of the coffee shop.

It is estimated that this is the signature coffee that sells the least.

"It's hard to drink?"

I don't know how to describe it, but Naruto Asai can understand it.

This means that it is very difficult to drink, so tell her not to drink it.

But I took it all over, and it would be too embarrassing if I didn't drink it.

Seeing Qingming who no longer paid attention to her, but lowered her head to choose food.

Blinking his eyes, he still decided to give the boy a face.

Looking at the dark green liquid, he felt ruthless, brought it to his mouth, and took a sip...

"Well……"

She tried her best to sleep on her lips so that the coffee in her mouth would not spit out.

Should I say it is delicious or what?

Sweet, sour, bitter, spicy and salty.

It seems that there are other smells, anyway, it is strange.

For ordinary people, it would have sprayed out long ago.

But after staying in the mouth for a long time, it seems to gradually get used to it.

Closing his eyes, he seemed to be having difficulty swallowing.

After a while, he opened his eyes again and let out a soft breath.

Then raised the corners of his mouth and showed a smile.

“Very special coffee, very good.”

"Eh?"

Xiaolan opened her eyes wide, expressing her surprise.

The second time I saw someone who could drink it down. The last time I was in a coffee shop, I drank three cups in a row without blinking.

Although Asai Chengmi is not like Quantum, it is already remarkable to be able to drink it.

She was the second person able to drink it.

Everything else comes out at the first sip, no matter who it is.

And Qingming himself, didn't even bother to drink.

So is there another person who can drink three cups today?
Xiaolan expressed concern about this.

Qingming also raised his head, and looked at Naruto Asai again.

Mori Kogoro still just glanced at it, and then ate the rice ball.

The same is true for Conan, maybe he is still hehehe in his heart.

But Asai Chengshi put down the cup and didn't continue to drink.

"This coffee is called Mengpo soup?"

Qingming said it before, and she heard it.

Of course there is no need to hide this kind of thing, Qingming just nodded.

"Ah."

"A very fitting name."

Asai Chengshi smiled, as if he was really complimenting.

Having said that, Qingming became interested again.

"you know?"

Even Xiaolan didn't know this.

Although Xiaolan said that she was more interested in Chinese culture, she really didn't know much about it.

I used to be confused about Naihe Bridge, Meng Po Tang, etc. After Qingming explained...

Still ignorant.

Anyway, it's the kind that doesn't know what's going on. Although I don't understand it at all, it feels like it's very powerful.

"know a little."

Naruto Asai nodded.

"It is said that everyone who dies must drink it, and then they will forget everything and reincarnate, right?"

"Ah."

"Very good legend."

She praised again.

But this time it's not coffee, but the legend about Po Meng.

But he didn't continue talking, but picked up a rice ball and gnawed it.

There seemed to be something more in his eyes.

miss?sad?sad?
No one knows, except herself.

Xiaolan expressed that she didn't understand their conversation very well, and she just quietly ate the rice balls.

Others don't understand even more.

Qingming stared at Naruto Asai for a while.

After a long time, I shook my head.

Speak to break the silence.

"Mengpo soup, it's not about making people forget everything, but about making people let go of everything and start over."

Life cannot be repeated.

Ups and downs, love and hatred, are all the ingredients of this dish of life.

Just like the "Mengpo Soup" made by Qingming, it has all kinds of flavors, and it doesn't look very good.

But no matter whether it is good or bad, in the end, you have to drink a bowl of Mengpo soup by the Wangchuan River, by the Naihe Bridge, by the Sansheng Stone, and on the Wangxiang Terrace.

Then, let go of everything and have nothing to do with the past.

Enter the six realms of reincarnation again and start a new life.

Qingming is not Mengpo, and it can't cook that kind of Mengpo soup, and it can't make people let go of everything.

But he doesn't mind helping people alleviate a little bit of worry and worry.

This is the origin of the phrase "drink three cups, and one wish can be fulfilled".

It's a pity that so far, only Quantum can drink three cups alone, and no one else can.

It seems that Asai Chengmi can't do it either.

She only took a sip and put the glass down.

Or maybe, she tasted it?
Qingming doesn't know.

He also wouldn't ask Asai to finish drinking, nor would he stress too much that drinking three cups would help her fulfill a wish.

These are all indifferent.

But hearing his words, Asai seemed attracted.

"Drop everything?"

"Well, love and hate, everything."

"Should you forget everything?"

"If you can't even let go, how can you forget everything?"

Put it down first, don't care about it, and then you can forget it.

Anyway, that's how Qingming felt.

Asai Chengshi didn't speak, and seemed to be thinking.

Xiaolan felt a little embarrassed for no reason.

The conversation between these two people seems to be a bit incomprehensible.

Can a cup of coffee talk so much?Still let people have a good chat? !
Mori Kogoro over there was stretching and yawning.

"Young people nowadays, it's not halfway through their lives, so it's interesting to think about these things?"

"Well, it's hard to worry about writing new words."

Qingming didn't care, picked up a rice ball and gnawed it slowly.

Life is very meaningful.

Life is also meaningless.

Just a different idea.

(End of this chapter)