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The green pepper beef sauce in the pot was simmering with a gurgle, and the hot air was mixed with the spicy scent of chili, spreading an enticing aroma throughout the entire yard.
Originally, there were to be more ingredients added, but Seventh Uncle, after scooping a bit with a spoon and tasting it gently, was already thoroughly content.
He told Seventh Grandma, "Turn off the heat, let it simmer."
Then turning his head, he asked everyone, "Noodles or rice for lunch? It's too late to knead dough for buns, but we can make flatbreads."
Was that even a question?!
In such blazing hot weather, it was undoubtedly going to be noodles!
Qiaoqiao then looked at the green peppers that had just been prepared, "Are we still going to make stuffed green peppers and scrambled eggs?"
"No need!" Seventh Uncle waved his hand: "With this sauce for lunch, I don't think anyone will care about anything else."
