Idle Tea House?
Shopkeeper Liu muttered to himself twice and nodded repeatedly, "Leisurely and released, refreshing tea, truly a good name."
Lin Yuan lifted the corners of her lips, her smile bending her eyes. She had racked her brains for a long time to come up with this name, naturally it was good.
Moreover, she had made a special trip to ask the Third Prince to write the calligraphy for her. The grand plaque at the entrance of Lin Mansion was inscribed by the current Emperor, and her tea house bore the calligraphy of a Prince—such honors were beyond the reach of ordinary people.
Lin Yuan arched her eyebrows and suddenly giggled. If her elder brother could someday become the Crown Prince and ascend to the throne, then the value of her signboard would multiply!
