The store is on the first floor of a small second-floor folk house. There is no extra decoration. I opened the warm curtain and walked in. The sun shines warmly on the bookcase at the door. There are five table seats, only one empty space that has not been cleaned up. The store's grandfather ran out of the kitchen to clean up, which was able to take the seat. The lemon juice is delicious, the old-fashioned tea shop has a strong sweet taste. The thick sliced toast is just right, the surface is slightly scorched, and the supermarket sells strawberry jam and apricot sauce, which is the aroma of the jaw. Only the old man in the store, greeted the guests, made food, cashier, and was busy. Just ordered the order, after a few minutes, I poked out: "What do you want iced coffee and what? "" Lemonade "" Yes to lemonade "" next to a table: "The boss troubles checkout" "Please sit down and wait" This is a quarter of an hour, you have to finish the pasta. Don't worry when you come in, slow down, taste the simple tea meal, enjoy the afternoon time.