Selling snacks was not a good business. Almost no one cared about it. Wei Huo was about to leave, but Chen Xuanyue stopped.
"I can feel the power of food," Chen Xuanyue said, addressing a frozen pack of spicy gluten snacks.
Soon, Chen Xuanyue took a fancy to a bag of chips. She said, "This delicacy is itching to be eaten by me."
Wei Huo suddenly felt that coming to the market was a mistake. There was a lot of food at the market, and some restaurants were also open.
"Why does it look so depressed? Has it been too long since someone noticed it?" Chen Xuanyue looked at a bottle of cola.
Wei Huo was speechless.
He found a deserted place and let Wei Sha out. He then told her, "Take the little foodie here and buy whatever she wants. However, ask her to find precious and rare items."
Wei Sha nodded and went shopping with Chen Xuanyue.
