1003. Chili Stimulus

From afar, Professor Song was busy handling stacked pots, while the spicy aroma of chili peppers spread wildly nearby.

It was absolutely overwhelming—the closer you got to the booth, the more it felt like tears were about to stream down your face.

Qiaoqiao handed out a bowl with a look of pity toward the judges: "Are you really going to taste this?"

Taste, of course! How could they not? There were dozens of booths; although there weren't many vegetables overall, everyone had already sampled quite a few chili peppers this morning.

But fortunately, they only needed to nibble on the raw ones for texture—most of the evaluation was reserved for the cooked ones later. Otherwise, they weren't made of steel! Eating this much raw chili would surely ruin their stomachs, wouldn't it?

"Hiss!" The lead elderly lady took a bite, immediately wincing and wrinkling her brow. "Crunchy! Spicy! Thick flesh, and very juicy!"