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这是美国大片拍摄现场? NO，这只是别人家的水吧!

装修豪华，产品典雅，一杯冰柠檬靠逼格堆上188?

老外沖調，國際身價，就連洗手間地板用的都是巴西亞馬遜森林紅木?

其实，这些真的弱爆了，你见过像美国大片一样特效满满的水吧吗? 告别5毛特效，冰雾缭绕，整个水吧就像仙境一样，不知道的人还以为来到了好莱坞版《西游记》的拍摄现场了呢~

這個神奇的水吧位于加拿大溫哥華Yaletown區中心一個改建于1912年碼頭倉庫的商業區裏。商業區，倉庫，什麽?倉庫!倉庫也能這麽高逼格?這家店究竟是如何蛻變的?焙小仙已經迫不及待的要去見識一番了!

焙小仙聽說，這家店在設計空間時兼顧了這棟建築自身的曆史以及飲品與冰點的制造過程。通過拆除原先租戶的所有裝飾，粗曠的混凝土板地面得以裸露在外，爲了使冰霧效果更加逼真，工作區的磚牆在清理過後，也被塗上了厚厚的白色光澤塗料。隱約可見的紅磚又使店鋪顔色不單調，黃金分割的比例怎麽看都不違和。

毫無疑問，這家店的裝修並不怎麽豪華，但適合自己的才是最好的，面包店或者水吧若不顧自身特點，一味靠華麗堆砌，可能就會在失去特色的時候又落入俗套。各位老板在裝修時也需要注意這點哦~

煙霧彌漫下，整個水吧都被迷霧包圍，恍惚中讓人想到老版電視劇《西遊記》中的天宮，仙霧陣陣，亦真亦幻。在這樣的水吧中暢飲，誰不想拿起手機來一張自拍，然後再發到社交圈裏顯擺一下?在圈中見識到的人，看到後難道不想來實地體驗一下?

有特色的店鋪往往可以主動吸引顧客，而普通的店鋪只能自己費盡心力招攬顧客，你的店鋪是哪種?

如果仔細看，焙小仙還可以看到牆壁上的工業時代痕迹，略有年代的紅磚和參差不齊的牆縫給人一種時代感，襯托出的靜谧感也爲店鋪增加了一絲冰涼。而且，全透明的玻璃牆壁可以讓外面的路人很清晰的感受到店鋪中的仙境，吸睛能力何止是一流?

如果自己店鋪內部陳設棒棒哒，就要努力的去展示它!如果顧客看不到你的努力，那努力又有什麽用呢?

不仅店铺冰雾缭绕，制作好的饮品都这样自带特效，这满满的逼格，实在是让人把持不住啊!试想一下，端起杯子，感受一下冰雾在唇边缭绕，吮吸一口，又是冰彻心扉~ 若是换上一个中国古典茶盏，简直有一种参加蟠桃会的感觉!

所以說，氛圍很重要，産品也要好，兩者相輔相成，才能帶給顧客更好的産品體驗，才能帶給自己更好的經濟收入。

最后再来一张仙境靓照。我欲乘风归去，又恐琼楼玉宇，高处不胜寒。苏轼若来到近代，看到这家店，估计也会感慨仙境不如人间。既有逼格可以炫耀，又有清凉的饮品可以消暑，相见恨晚啊!

每一家成功的店鋪都有值得學習的地方，各位老板有沒有從這家店鋪的裝修、特色、陳設、展示、産品體驗上學到什麽呢?取他人之長，補自身之短，只有這樣，自己家的店鋪才會變得越來越好呢~
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