Hua Ji Fan

When my mother and I returned to our ancestral village of Kaiping (Hoiping), we were impressed to hear that my cousin’s son, Tan Songfa, was operating a successful food stall in town. The twenty-four-year-old and his two partners had a thriving business and when I visited the place I could see why. It is a modest shop, with a few chairs and tables set up. It has a pleasant river view, and the air is cool, and above all, the food is cheap, simple, and deliciously satisfying.

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