Bab 272: Chapter 132 So Petty Theft Does Not End Well

Chen Ze yawned. How to handle being overly tired? Normally, Chen Ze would choose to sleep, but since it was still early today, and considering Chen Ze planned to make watermelon juice, he persevered and stayed in the kitchen.

Making watermelon juice, as Chen Ze saw it, was something basically anyone with hands could accomplish, at most also requiring a juicer. True, that was what he said, but making it well still required a bit of serious effort.

Chen Ze scooped out the flesh and then used a toothpick to pick out the watermelon seeds. Even though modern juicers could filter out impurities, it was clear Chen Ze preferred not to rely on this feature.

After all, no matter how you filter out impurities, if the watermelon seeds get crushed and mixed in during blending, their taste would also seep into the juice, which could be counterproductive.

After removing the seeds, Chen Ze put the remaining flesh into the juicer and flicked the switch.