To Han Mo, Spicy Strips did not fall into the category of cheap snacks.
This was several days' worth of pocket money.
But watching Bu Lige eat them so enjoyably beside him, he truly could not hold himself back.
He would just taste them and see what they were like.
Han Mo swallowed, then took a deep breath and slowly tore open the packaging of the Spicy Strips.
A pungent, spicy scent immediately rushed at his face, and saliva began to flood his mouth uncontrollably.
He had eaten lunch before coming here, and he had eaten quite his fill.
Yet smelling the Spicy Strips, he felt as though he might as well not have eaten lunch at all. Waves of hunger rose from his stomach.
How could such ordinary food possess such an enticing aroma?
Red oil like rubies, dotted with chili peppers like stars—it looked delicious at a glance.
As expected of the goods sold by the legendary Origin Mall.
Countless thoughts passed through his mind, but nothing could compare to tasting it for himself.
Han Mo brought the Spicy Strips to his mouth, took a bite, and savored them carefully.
The instant the Spicy Strips entered his mouth, it felt as though a raging blaze had ignited throughout his entire mouth. The fiery heat of the chili peppers blended perfectly with the flavors of various spices, while the ingredients' own distinctive fragrance could still be clearly tasted.
"Truly delicious." Han Mo gave his heartfelt assessment.
"Take a sip of Cola after eating Spicy Strips—that's what life is all about." Bu Lige screwed the cap back onto her bottle of Cola and let out a long, satisfied breath.
"Cola?" Han Mo looked at the bottle in his hand, filled with a brownish liquid.
He was actually somewhat resistant to