A shop on Ningman Road, standing on the road through the window to see its main thing is the master kneading the noodles, spread the cake, like China made pancakes. I ordered a pasta and it scared me. I thought it would be normal pasta. The result was the same as instant noodles, and the taste was indescribable. Another pancake with a thin crisp is not bad, it tastes crispy. The clerk in the store is basically a boy, and I see a girl, who is quite handsome. One of them has a very good attitude. It is estimated that in summer, the pancakes are covered with chocolate sauce and the like. There are always small flying insects flying around and eating while catching insects.