Got Naan?

Wandering aimlessly around Dalian, I found this Naan (Xinjiang bread) stall and felt a sudden hunger pang. I bought 5 Naans.

I guess this boy behind the stall was eavesdropping me and the Naan seller speaking in gibberish mixed with English and broken Chinese and decided to take a peek to look at the person talking so funnily.

He poked his head from a small window used for handing the Naan dough from inside to the stove outside. And I was stunned.

And I said something I never said before, "Subhanallah, you are so beautiful!"