Shi Fengju was momentarily startled and then laughed, "Really? I haven't tried it before!" He said this as he took out a chestnut that had been shelled, carefully blew off the dust that clung to it, but still didn't find it clean enough. Frowning, he was about to throw it away and peel another one.
Sang Wan hurriedly laughed and said, "Fried chestnuts are supposed to be like this. Don't worry, they won't make you sick!" As she spoke, she took one and began to peel and eat it herself.
"Is that so, haha!" Seeing this, Shi Fengju subconsciously glanced around and then put the chestnut in his mouth.
The taste was indeed wonderfully crispy and savory, the warmth and aroma bursting inside his mouth, with that slightly sweet and soft texture that wasn't too bad.
After all, as the young master, he had never eaten street food while walking through the market like this, always feeling uneasy. As for such street snacks like fried chestnuts, he had never even touched them before.
