Busy Food Street In the evening, accompanied by my aunt, I went to the food street for a "tour".

As soon as we arrived at the food court, it was already crowded.

Everyone was in groups of three and five, and it was very lively.

The road is not wide, but there are many people. We can't help but move forward with the crowded flow of people.

There are all kinds of things lined up along the street, including pastries, mutton skewers, pancakes and stinky tofu.

The stall owner was busy attracting passers-by; the stinky smell wafted out from the pot selling stinky tofu from time to time, which was unpleasant.

Some things that have just come out of the pot are fragrant and hot; some stall owners play a symphony of pots and pans as soon as they arrive, and the attractive fragrance is constantly wafting from the pot, attracting customers.

There are various kinds of pastries.

The shapes include rectangular, square, and round; the colors are different, including red, yellow and white, and of course blue.

"Huh? What is selling over there that is so attractive?" "Then let's go and have a look!" My aunt took me over to take a look, and I saw "Malaysian flying cakes" being sold.

The cake sellers were two middle-aged men. One kneaded the dough, and the other fried the flying cakes.

The uncle who makes flying pancakes has extraordinary skills.

Like a magician, he swung the dough thinly, like a plastic bag.

After a while, he threw the flying pancake up into the air, deliberately pretending to miss.

When everyone felt sorry, he stretched out his hand to catch the flying cake.