LaPie, located in the middle of a very literary hutong in Beijing, operates Western food for two reasons.

Sheng is a woman with literary feelings, she wants to have a place, a place that is not too noisy, to entertain guests with fate to eat during the day, and to entertain guests with things to drink at night, Western food is obviously easier to match with wine than Chinese food.

The second reason is that I only knew after choosing the location of the store, this semi-residential alley in the second ring road is not allowed to operate any projects that use open flames, and you can give up if you think about Chinese food without open flames.

Sheng is a woman who loves to eat and can eat, and often cooks a few small dishes in her spare time, but these are completely different things from opening a restaurant, and she didn't understand this truth at that time.

When a person is closest to his dream, it is like drinking a big drink and getting drunk about to get drunk, and the only reason and sobriety left are only enough for you to pick up the deadliest glass in your hand.

In the winter of 2013, she signed a contract with the owner of the house, and the day she got the keys, she felt the pressure coming over her, wondering if she would be able to earn the money to pay the rent the next time she met the landlord.

The reason why it is said that all difficulties are eliminated is that a week before the signing of the contract, one of the three partners who originally planned to run a joint venture temporarily withdrew their capital, which means that the first rent that was supposed to be shared by the three of them suddenly became borne by two people.

Until a solution is found, there is hardly a night without sleep. She knew it would be difficult to continue, but if she didn't, nearly a year of hard work, the price that had been cut and the deposit would be wasted, and her family stepped up to fill the void at the time of the dilemma, she was grateful and only felt more stressed, and the night before the signing, she vomited alone in her room.

Three years later, during the Spring Festival, she chose to close the business with the last person left, and there were many things that she did not take with her when she left, and the most distressing thing was to ask the god she admired to paint the mural more than five meters high, she remembered what the god said to her: "The mural has its own destiny." She looked back at the striking flower beast in the painting one last time, and wondered what it would do.

For the next three years, she barely talked about LaPie's time again, and slowly distanced herself from everything she had to do with it.

It wasn't until recently that she revisited the place with a pretended ease of relief, and found that the glass door was still locked, and the still young flower beast met her gaze from a distance!

At this moment, the last weight was lifted from her shoulders, and she thought she could finally begin to remember the story that had happened here.