In the interest of the land, I visited the mountain and sea floors. The taste of the window-type air-conditioning was sent to the cool wind. I was fluent in Taiyu and the aunt waiter was made into a piece of pretzel, peanuts, garlic slices, cucumbers, and immediately went on the stage. Sakura shrimp fried rice. The grains of the crystalline aroma overflowed. There was no oil at all. The sweet taste of spring bamboo ribs soup brings the beauty of Taiwan's treasure-bamboo-to two simple desktop dishes to prove that the chef's craftsmanship is so touched. ~