Jasmine sipped the chamomile tea that Chef Agnes made. The two of them sat on the rooftop to relax. Enjoy a serene afternoon with a view of the orange sky.
Jasmine closed her eyes and looked up slightly to let the gentle breeze blow on her face.
"Chef," called Jasmine in a low voice.
"What?"
"The tea is delicious. What kind of tea is this? I've never had this before." said Jasmine who still closed her eyes.
"Chamomile!"
"Chamomile?"
"Yes, this tea is made from dried flowers!"
Jasmine slowly opened her eyes and turned enthusiastically to Chef Agnes.
"I just found out there are flowers that can be made into tea!"
Chef Agnes smiled seeing Jasmine's sparkling eyes.
"Mr. Sam said he often has insomnia, so I prepared this tea. But my working hours end after dinner, so please make this tea for him if you're not busy!"
Jasmine blinked a few times. She thought for a moment before finally nodding slowly.