Nan Sichen had been frowning all the way here. He completely didn't see what was so fun about this so-called old town, filled with shady goods, and mostly counterfeit at that.
At the moment when Qin Yin said she wanted to eat cotton candy, he suddenly felt a bit lost because he had no idea what cotton candy was.
Qin Yin pointed at a nearby street vendor, which seemed to be a modified flatbed cart, stickfull of bamboo sticks, each with a huge clump of white, cotton-like substance on it, "That's it."
Nan Sichen's brow furrowed even more, asking, "Can you eat cotton?"
Qin Yin giggled, "That's not cotton, it's sugar. It's sugar spun into something that looks like cotton."
Nan Sichen nodded, then walked over steadily. There were already a few beauties gathered around, waiting for the Boss to make them fresh ones, as there were many colors available and they all liked pink.
Qin Yin looked on and said, "I want pink too."
"Hmm." Nan Sichen nodded slightly and said, "Pink."
