The lemon squeezer was also made by Zebra and was placed on a long table on the east side of the sunshade.
Wang Lin seemed unaware of the anger of the old-timers—
Of course, it was also possible that he had long been accustomed to these old guys' attitudes and took it as normal.
Placing a lemon into the machine, Wang Lin placed a ceramic cup filled with water under the juicing spout, gestured to his chess mate to wait a moment, and began to turn the machine's handle.
The wooden gears started to spin, making a teeth-clenching sound.
The olive-shaped green-yellow lemon was quickly flattened, releasing a juice with the aroma of lemon acid.
The water in the ceramic cup quickly turned yellow.
The sound of gears meshing was like drumsticks beating on Zebra's heart; with each turn of the handle, his expression became darker.
