Pre-dinner story: Do Beijing kids remember the big rows outside the street, outside the restaurant? Most of the bigger platoons have a fried noodle stand, remember? Scrambling hands on a hot, thick iron plate, each holding a shovel (the cutter for the renovation) to the right. Onions, carrots, cabbage, all kinds of sauce on the right and on the left, like a set of procedures. I've been looking at it all the time. Just a couple of minutes of fried noodles. If I don't like noodles, I'll order one of them every time. In recent years, there has been no open air in Beijing