Chengnan Xiguan

Shen Xi has been living in Shenzhen for six years, experiencing credit card collections, industry bans, and even not being able to catch up with his grandfather for the last time. Back in the old streets of Chengdu, her grandfather only left her a shabby teahouse, an ancient well that was not allowed to be touched, and a white cat that had lived for who knows how many years. There is also an old notebook with "Cha Gua Lu" written on it. She originally just wanted to open a teahouse, sell tea, bake eggs and cakes, and be an ordinary small business owner. But people from the old street always come to the door with their own troubles - graduates who can't find a job, a florist best friend who is being harassed, and an aunt who lives alone who has lost her pet. And the tea she makes seems to really calm people down. "Tea has Qi, and people have luck. Observe it with water and imprint it with your heart." What her grandfather left in his notes was not only the craftsmanship of hojicha, but also an identity she had never heard of - a well-keeper. There was white gas in the well, there was a figure at the bottom of the well, and the white cat on the edge of the well was older than everyone in the old street. Uncle Chen said: "Your grandfather also encountered it back then, but he suffered a little." Xiaohe said: "The dumplings are better than our grandpa, you can't be wrong." Shen Xi just wants to guard the shop, make every cup of tea, and live a peaceful life. But the secret of the well, her grandfather's past, and a piece of paper fished out of the well are pushing her towards a path she has never thought of - "Xier, someone is watching the well, be careful." The smoke of fireworks in the old street is still there, and the smell of baked egg cakes is still there. But some things are different. There is a stream in the south of the city. If you don't hurry, you can pass through the stone.