The day the Gu family broke off her engagement on the grounds that she brought misfortune, Shen Qingsui opened the sandalwood makeup box her mother had left behind. Her mother, who had died young and was always joking about strange things, had left her a notebook titled A Guide to Tea Drinks from Another World, the deed to a shop in the eastern market, and a note: “Sui'er, if you ever have to make your own way, this is the fallback your mother has prepared for you.”
Only then did Shen Qingsui understand that behind her mother's “nonsense” lay the soul of someone from another world, and a deep love for her.
She traded her maiden's finery for plain clothes and hung a sign reading “Seven Bowls of Tea” in a shabby alley in the eastern market. When her sworn rival mocked her for sinking into life among the common folk, and her former best friend complained that she reeked of money, Shen Qingsui was happily counting her coins and figuring out how to bring “pearl milk tea” into the mansions of the wealthy.
Business flourished, and a mysterious, pale young gentleman came in every day at the same time to order “red jade tea with cheese foam, no pearls.” Then one day, the silk shopkeeper looked at Shen Qingsui as if he wanted to say something but couldn't. “Shopkeeper Shen, do you know who that regular customer of yours is... the Prince of Zhennan, just returned from the battlefield?”
Although there is no Che Che, the story is actually well conceived at the beginning, and the angle of entry is very novel, which means that the heroine is a second-generation character, but the ending is a bit sloppy, and many pitfalls are not explained clearly, which is a bit regretful, so I will give it four stars.
The writing style is fresh and does not need to be repeated. The description of the food is to the point without overpowering the guest. A good book to read
Not bad, very beautiful.