Zhang Yanping quickly sucked in another mouthful of saliva and then, with a devil-may-care attitude, stuffed the entire green peach into his mouth!
Believe it or not, it was sour and astringent, but as he chewed slowly, his eyes squinted so tightly he could barely keep them open, yet he still managed to detect a hint of sweet aftertaste from chewing on the pit…
Weird, but pretty good.
Let's have another one!
Seventh Uncle, watching him, felt his teeth tingle with sourness, and then he also took one, carefully tasting it.
Despite having tasted all kinds of flavors, he couldn't help but grimace. Everyone's hearts shivered and they all swallowed saliva in unison—
It wasn't out of craving, rather an involuntary physiological reaction to seeing someone else eat something sour.
And at that moment, Seventh Uncle waved his hand decisively:
