"Every city has its own late-night canteen. Every late-night canteen has its own story."
There is no big fish or meat here, just simple home-cooked dishes; there is no great sorrow or joy here, but it is authentic human fireworks. breath. In this late-night restaurant, warm stories are staged every night. Some are passing by in a hurry, some are regular customers, some are introduced by friends, and some are found by themselves.
The lights are dim, a strange city, wandering people, and wandering souls seek a harbor. The late night canteen awakens the taste buds and fills the emptiness.
As night falls, which lamp warms me again; memories fill the air, in fact, we have all been separated because of loneliness. Lonely in the middle of the night, who is accompanying me again? Some flavors stay in each other's hearts and slowly flow around.
In the alley overgrown with weeds, the bossās dim lamp is like a harbor. For dreams and life, we have to work hard in foreign countries. How many sleepless nights have we spent wandering alone on the street corner? It is food that gives us the strength to continue walking.
As the saying goes, "You can only live up to love and food." The lights of the city will not shine for you, but the canteen at the end of the alley will always open its door for you.
Make simple delicacies according to the status and mood of the guests, giving them the warmth of home, the encouragement after failure, and the courage to hit the road again after dawn. The film shows the beauty of the late-night cafeteria through the telling of several short stories. Maybe it's frustration at work, maybe it's emotional conflicts, maybe it's misunderstanding of family ties, maybe it's fatigue on the road to ideals... Food soothes the taste buds, and it also soothes the soul.
The story takes place here, going round and round, and although the process is full of ups and downs, the ending is finally happy. "We meet each other everywhere in life, and meeting each other may not necessarily be a close friend." In joys and sorrows, sometimes what we lack is just the one person who is willing to eat a bowl of wontons with us late at night.
In China, the world of fireworks and bustling stalls are the places we visit most often. Food not only carries the satisfaction of our taste buds, it is more like a medium of memory, containing our sorrows and joys in the memory of food. Whenever the lights in the city's office buildings gradually go out, these food street stalls that know your appetite and preferences begin to open.
They take over the worries of work during the day and let you be released in delicious food. In a rapidly developing society and a market full of talents, in that strange city, we without any background can only see the sun of tomorrow if we make more efforts. After a busy day, I passed by the food stall at the entrance of the market and found a bowl of noodles, a few skewers, and a plate of stir-fry... It was so satisfying.
When the sun begins to gather its rose-colored light, the dark sky slowly descends, and the starry sky is lit up, please come here.
A bowl of human fireworks, a feast on the tip of the tongue, to relieve the fatigue of the day and appreciate the taste of the world. The most healing thing in the world is food first, and words second.
Between these four dining halls, there are all kinds of flavors of life.
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