But it doesn't matter, as long as it looks good.
He scooped up some of the crushed ice that had fallen beside the bowl onto the table to taste it, nodding with satisfaction. It was full of a milky aroma, melted in the mouth instantly, and had a smooth and creamy texture.
This serving was just a test and couldn't be sold, because the fruits hadn't been cut yet, and the toppings hadn't been unpacked. By the time they were all ready, the ice would have melted.
The customers waiting curiously tiptoed and peered inside through the truck window. Their eyes lit up when they saw him bring out a uniquely shaped long white shaved ice.
"Is this shaved ice? It's nothing like what I've seen before!"
"Yeah, isn't shaved ice supposed to be made by chipping ice blocks?"
Lin Chen picked up a large watermelon from a nearby basket, swiftly slicing off a layer from each end, standing it vertically and skillfully peeling off the remaining rind as if performing a juggling act.
