A falling out triggered by three cloves of garlic made thirty-two workers leave the old noodle shop with empty stomachs. Chen Wang in the alley takes on thirty-two bowls of noodles, and Zhou Jun insists that money that should be collected must be collected, and respect that should be given must be given. From a bowl of noodles, a pot of water to meals for four hundred people on a cold wave night, they use integrity and mutual aid to make the quiet little shop warm up again.