I Opened a Teahouse in Hainan

Here, there are two types of tea. One is red dust tea, washed down by boiling water, it is the bustle of the market in Dad's teahouse, the joys and sorrows under the arcade, and the love and hate with the fragrance of coconut. The other is partridge tea, which I brew by myself. The tea soup is clear and bitter, it can relieve the fire in the heart, and it can also... Buy the soul. They call me Changsheng, an immortal who has watched dramas in the human world for nine hundred years. My teahouse is not just about selling tea. What I do is a business of fate. Collecting a period of deep-seated grief can turn into another person's destiny-changing luck; fulfilling one person's desperate sacrifice may benefit the sentient beings he cherishes. Sir, why are you here? Is it for a future? An old relationship? Or a miracle? No matter what you are asking for, please think clearly first—— What price are you willing to pay for this?