"Not exactly, before you asked me about what foods they were selling in the restaurant, and whether there were any street snacks that filled the air with delicious scents—both of which I really didn't pay attention to. Restaurants always have a threshold, and I couldn't even enter pushing a wheelchair. However, back then in the city of Bianjing, there were a few shops with only a roof and no walls. Two of them were cake shops. Even though there were steps, they were low enough for me to push a wheelchair onto, or if not, it didn't affect the experience just standing by the side. You could watch the shop owner make and eat them on the spot."
"Cake shops? What kind of cake shops?" Nie Guangyi asked.
