In 2002, a geological survey team went deep into the first sacred mountain in Sichuan and Tibet to perform surveying tasks.
When going down the mountain, the sky was filled with snow. The remaining five people in the team held black umbrellas and sent the red flag to the Martyrs Cemetery.
Twenty years later, a coffee shop opened in a small county town at the foot of the snow-capped mountains in southern Tibet.
Some people say that the female shop owner is fluent in eight languages and has good cooking skills.
Some people also said that the shop owner was a bad person and the coffee shop had already closed down.
Only Fang Jie knew that this coffee shop would only open during the continuous snowstorm.
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In the winter of 2022, the day Fang Jie first entered Puma Yumcuo, it snowed heavily for three days in a row.
After he paid homage to the Tuiwa Temple that had stood for five hundred years on the cliff, he prepared to drown himself in a lake full of ice and snow.
It was the third year that he was unemployed at home. He went to Tibet with the intention of dying, but failed. The holy lake and snow-capped mountains were forbidden areas.
He squatted on the street of a small county in southern Tibet, the cold air creeping into his limbs. I will probably freeze to death on this cold winter night.
In the snow that was flying all over the sky, a thin sound of stepping on the snow, rustling, rustling, approached him.
In the warm yellow light, a woman walked toward him holding an umbrella. Under the umbrella, her slender and beautiful hands were revealed, holding a black cane.
When the umbrella was lifted, he saw a pair of compassionate eyes.
Somehow, he went home with the woman.
The heat in the room melted the ice and snow on his face, and the man held out a steaming bowl of tomato noodles.
He swallowed and realized that he was really hungry. As he was devouring his food, he heard the woman say slowly and in a beautiful tone: "Twenty yuan for a pound of tomatoes. I need to pay you."
"Are you robbing?" He bit his face and raised his head. The thick soup splashed on his face, and he rubbed his slightly hot eyes.
The woman's eyes drifted to the distant snow-capped mountains outside the window: "It's difficult to transport goods in this mountain, and the prices of fresh vegetables are not comparable to those in your city."
He was so short of money that he wanted to break a penny in half and spend it. He lowered his head when he heard this.
"No money? Then stay and wash dishes to pay off the debt."
He shook his head and chattered in English, pretending to be a foreigner and getting ready to run away.
Then she heard the woman smiling and asking her in a more fluent and authentic accent, which country are you going to pretend to be from? She can do either.
Later, Fang Jie learned that the woman who picked him up was fluent in eight languages and was the female owner of a snow-capped mountain coffee shop.
While he was wiping the heavy wood table with chipped corners and the beautiful ceramic cups and saucers, he always wondered why a coffee shop would be opened in such a place.
Later, an online post about a snow-capped mountain coffee shop went viral. Some people came to find it but were disappointed, and some people wandered into a warm hut while wandering in the wind and snow.
Next to the red fire, there are plates of bright food on the Tibetan-style painted wooden table.
"We not only have coffee here, we also have tea, wine, dishes, and your stories."
Divorced women, newlyweds, senior tour groups, girls on graduation trips...
Everyone who walks into this coffee shop will tell their life stories over the steaming butter tea and highland barley cakes.
"Then it's your turn, please tell your story, miss." He cooked a bowl of tomato noodles and sat in front of the woman.
The woman rubbed the shining animal head of the cane and smiled gracefully.
On the snow-capped mountains, a pound of tomatoes costs 20 yuan.
That was twenty years ago in the snowy mountains.
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