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Before he could ask the second half of the sentence, there was the sound of footsteps. Shen Tianci's little head stuck out from the door frame. "What's stewing in your pot?" He swallowed. "It smells so good."

Xiaoxiao had just put the fish head and fish bones into the pot. After stir-frying them, she added boiling water and some salt, and the fragrance became even stronger. She turned around and told Shen Tianci, "Spicy boiled fish. It's peppery. Can you get used to it?"

Shen Tianci nodded repeatedly. He had a strong taste. The more spicy it was, the more he liked it.