"This works too, Uncle-in-law?"
"Why not? Chili Oil is a fixed thing, but people are flexible. You have to be good at using modern tools."
With that, Shi Wenming put the lamb soup he had simmered yesterday back on the stove to reheat. Then, he took out the lamb offal cooked the day before and started to chop it. Shortly, he would blanch it in the lamb soup, add some boiling lamb broth, sprinkle some cilantro, and it would become a mouthwatering lamb offal soup.
By the time the bowls of lamb offal soup were ready, Second Uncle had also arrived for work, carrying freshly bought Sesame Pancakes. Mom, Chen Meijuan, had specifically asked him to buy them.
"Come and eat, it's still hot. I didn't know how many to buy, so I just bought them all."
Second Uncle had bought twenty or thirty Sesame Pancakes, so everyone could eat their fill today.
