The refreshment shop was opened three days ago. The store is not big, with only four tables set up. There are tea jars and handmade jams on the shelves against the wall, and an old-fashioned oven stands in the corner. Xiaoman painted the walls warm yellow, placed a row of succulents on the windowsill, and hung a string of wind chimes at the door, which were a housewarming gift from her best friend Su Nian. This is the store she has been preparing for two years. From site selection to decoration, from formula research to tea selection, she did every step by herself. My mother called twice and asked, with a puzzled tone in her voice - if you can't go to work, why should you open a refreshment shop in the old alley? Xiaoman didn't explain much, he just said he wanted to try it.
