My milk tea shop is a little weird.
During the day, they sell pearl milk tea for 7 yuan. At night, when the rolling shutter door is opened, the window turns into a thousand-year wilderness - the Antang Dynasty.
The ancient man in a coarse cloth gown held open the glass door and swallowed his saliva while looking at the "Pearl Fairy Dew" on the electronic screen.
"Girl, can you exchange these moving pearls with three wild dates?"
"I'll buy that steaming sweet syrup (cocoa) with copper money!"
At first, it was just a business across time and space, until the doctor stuffed the dried meat with red eyes: "Please, give me some medicine to reduce the fever!"
The victims knelt down holding moldy wheat grains and said: "Living Bodhisattva, please give me clean water!"
I looked at the ibuprofen in the drawer, and suddenly a chill ran down my spine - the history book clearly said "An Tang was destroyed".
But when the drum beats came from the water-seeking platform, I touched the antibiotics that had just arrived.
No matter whether it is changed or not, it will save life. Let the ancestors drink something hot first.
