"These people have gone too far!"

"......"

The diners chatted and ate nearby, and Shi Yi occasionally listened.

Seeing that they were enjoying their meal, I also felt a bit hungry, so I took a lemon passion fruit flavored one from the front seat.

Before she could even open her own serving, the aroma of the pickled pepper flavored food from the diner next to her instantly filled her nose.

"Ugh, this flavor is too strong!" The pickled pepper flavor is pungent, and the diners next to them exclaimed that they couldn't stand it.

But I still want to eat it.

"You'll know how delicious it is once you taste it. I love the pickled pepper flavor. Look, all three I bought are pickled pepper flavor."

The speaker was a female customer. She had just joined the conversation when someone else opened a bag of boneless chicken feet with pickled pepper flavor before she could, so she showed off the bags she was carrying.

"All three boxes are pickled pepper flavored? Is this flavor really that good? It tastes a bit like the pickled pepper chicken feet sold in snack shops, with an industrial flavor."

The girl was displeased upon hearing this. "This is Boss Shi's, so of course it doesn't have an industrial smell. It's just a little pungent. If you don't believe me, smell it carefully."

She immediately opened one as well and handed it to the other girl.

The girl took a deep breath. "It doesn't seem to have that flavor, but it's so pungent."

Her nose couldn't take it anymore, so she turned her head to the side, covered her nose, and tried to sneeze.

They didn't manage to fight, so they turned back.

"Would you like to try some?"

The girl didn't take the boneless chicken feet back; she gestured for the girl to try them.

"Okay, I haven't tried the pickled pepper flavor before, so I'll try one. I also have the spicy flavor, you can try it later."

She took out a disposable glove, put it on, and picked up a chicken foot.

It has a strong pickled pepper flavor, mixed with a unique aroma of fermentation, and the chicken feet are still covered with pickled pepper bits.

Even the pickled pepper seeds were still hanging on it.

She could already smell the strong spiciness; even the spicy boneless chicken feet didn't give her such a pungent feeling.

I started to feel uneasy.

He shakily put the boneless chicken foot into his mouth.

The meat is tender and firm, with a slightly chilled texture. I don't know if it's because it's chilled, but the spiciness hits you right away.

It's sour, yet it also has that unique spiciness of pickled peppers.

Immediately afterwards, my face started to hurt.

"It's too spicy!"

My mouth and throat feel like they're on fire, and drinking water doesn't help at all. The only thing I can do to relieve it is to make a "hissing" sound.

It was so spicy it brought tears to my eyes.

"Are you alright? This pickled pepper flavor is indeed quite spicy. I forgot to ask if you can handle spicy food."

The girl who handed her the boneless chicken feet felt a little guilty.

Seeing that she looked like she was about to go crazy from the spiciness, I quickly told her to drink more water or rinse her mouth.

"It's okay, I usually eat spicy food. I even bought some boneless spicy chicken feet, but I didn't expect this pickled pepper flavor to be so spicy."

This has almost completely changed her understanding of pickled peppers.

My lips felt a little swollen from the spiciness.

I should have savored them slowly instead of eating them one after another.

The diners nearby looked on in alarm, asking, "Is this pickled pepper spicier than the spicy or sweet and spicy kind?"

"It's much spicier than those two." The girl waved her hand; she couldn't eat any more of the pickled boneless chicken feet.

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