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When the faintly strange aroma of the medicinal dishes quietly drifted into the living room, it was already the time when the streetlights had just started to come on.
The few people who were chatting animatedly suddenly fell silent in an eerie way. Ali sniffed hard and then murmured in a puzzled tone, "What a strange smell, it actually makes me feel a bit hungry."
At that moment, Ye Xiaolei, who was sitting not far from her, whispered in surprise, "The unique fragrance of hawthorn after steaming, mixed with the smell of pickled sour cucumbers, is like a cool spring in summer, smelling it alone makes one's mouth water."
Qian Shanxue was silent, but her beautiful eyes looking in the direction of the kitchen were exceptionally bright.
Su Xiaonuan looked just as surprised but said, "Haven't you ever eaten Shen Qiang's cooking? He's a somewhat famous medicinal cuisine host and was quite popular online for a while."
