Some people liken Ho Chi Minh City to Oriental Paris, and I don't know where this conclusion came from. Walking on the streets like China's second and third-tier cities in the 1980s, how can you step on the streets of Paris with the same senses as on the stone road that never crossed Napoleon's footsteps. Been to Saigon to find French style, that is these French restaurants. In this old house full of French romantic feelings, you can imagine how comfortable the French are when enjoying French meals in the Southeast Asian monsoon. But French food is like this, not every two or three hours. Even if you are hungry, you have to pretend to cut gracefully and chew. I'll go eat rice noodles, lift the scales and fly, and get a good look.