"These thin ones taste the best," a young master stubbornly clutches a bag in his arms.
Upon hearing this, Si Tingwei immediately rips open the bag next to him, takes out a chip, and starts stuffing it into his mouth.
"Girl, how come I've never seen these things before?" Si Jinhan unabashedly walked up to Lin Ziyin and asked. He also held a bag of potato chips in his hand, which was, impressively, salt and pepper flavored.
"We've only just started making them," Lin Ziyin replied nonchalantly. The Northern Land, besides growing beans, also harvested a significant amount of potatoes and sweet potatoes. That was why, even though the region did not produce rice or wheat, people could still survive.
Seeing the vast piles of potatoes in the fields, Lin Ziyin decisively decided to buy some back home.