Dried river powder

Upon graduating from college, living in the district of Shichunri, there was a small snack downstairs, and sometimes when I went out for interviews and came back hungry, I went to Chengdu's snacks to eat some food, sometimes a bag, sometimes a steam bag, at most, or screech, and every time I asked the waiter for a order, he said, "Screech one, no garlic." Well, I don't like onions, ginger, garlic, and then when I eat, the waiter will say, "Screech the river powder." Later, moving, living in their own house, thinking about the shop's swirling powder, and sometimes going shopping with it, it's not like it tastes like the first family, but it's probably got the faintness of a new job, so it's a special memory. Later, at the direction of his husband, there were fewer and fewer snack shops and road stalls, which are now largely non-eating, but are sometimes remembered. They buy dry river powder at the supermarket, mix it up, eat whatever you want, and don't leave it alone。