Outside the teahouse, a man and a woman in work clothes were painting the wall with long-handled bucket brushes.
"There, you didn't brush that place!" Yan Zi pointed at the place where Feng Xiaoyun had just brushed.
"Where?" Feng Xiaoyun took a look at the results of his work and found nothing wrong.
"There, don't you see there's still a little bit of white wall background?" Yan Zi was extremely serious. After all, in her past fantasy, she hoped that if she quit the entertainment industry in the future, she would open a coffee shop with her beloved.
Now the opportunity is right in front of her. Although it is a teahouse and not a coffee shop, and although the program recording only takes more than half a month, she still regards this as an internship for her future dream.
Not only did she have to take care of all the decoration materials, furniture, and interior decoration, but she also did many jobs like painting the walls today that she and Feng Xiaoyun could do, which she did herself.
Under Yan Zi's watchful eye, Feng Xiaoyun could only work diligently to satisfy his boss.
After a lot of effort, the two of them finished painting the exterior wall. Yan Zi held the long pole in one hand and poked it on the ground, with his other hand on his waist, nodding with satisfaction.
"Isn't this color nice? It looks so warm and cozy, making you want to go in and have a cup of tea?" Yan Zi asked with a sweet smile.
Feng Xiaoyun felt that if he dared to say no, the thing that Yan Zi had just painted on the wall might hit his face, so he could only nod obediently.
"What do you think about putting an old record player here? You write me some slow, romantic songs, and I'll record them so only we can hear them here."
"Do you think it's a good place to put the lucky cat we saw yesterday?"
"Isn't the light here a little too bright? Let's ask the workers to change to two bulbs with lower wattage."
Yixin Teahouse is about to open!
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