At this time, Leng Qianxun touched the corner of his lips before he got close to her, and he returned to his eating habits just now.

"Master, what are you eating?" the old man asked knowingly, and found a way to catch up with him that pretended to be stupid and silly.

"Guess?" Leng Qianxun asked replies without answering.

"Beggar chicken?"

"wrong."

"Beggar chicken?"

"Wrong, I'll give you another chance." Leng Qianxun couldn't help but roll his eyes. Is there any difference between beggar chickens and beggar chickens?

"Old cellar chicken?"

"You have no chance."

"I really can't guess it. Can the little master tell me what this is called?"

"This is called a steel pipe chicken."

"Bor! This is too embarrassing for me." The old man shook his head, and seeing that she was starting to tear the chicken wings again, he was anxious and didn't know how to ask for food.

"Hey, I've told you, why haven't you left yet?" Leng Qianxun stuffed a piece of meat into his mouth, raised his eyes and saw that he was still there, pretending to exclaim.

"Well... I, can I try your steel-pipe chicken? See what's different from other chickens?" The old man spoke shyly, looking at her very satisfying appearance, and swallowed his saliva.

"Nothing is different, it's just a little fragrant, tender, smoother, juicier, that's all." As she said that, she sucked her fingers with her mouth, feeling that she didn't want to waste even the little bit of residue on her fingers.

That's all? She picked up all the good things.

The old man didn't know that it was his tenth time swallowing his saliva, but at this time the worms in his stomach also helped him speak at the right time, "Guruglu!"

"Are you hungry?" Leng Qianxun still bit the chicken bone in his mouth and turned his head to ask him.

"Somewhat, I haven't eaten for a long time." The old man nodded and looked a little excited. She finally asked him on his own initiative.

"What should I do? Such a small chicken is not enough to fill my stomach?" Leng Qianxun frowned and seemed to be talking to himself, but in fact he was talking to him.

"Just give me a little bit, just a little bit." He just wanted to try the taste and see if it was as mouth-watering as she showed?

Or, she is pretending.

"A little bit is enough?"

"Well, a little bit is enough." The old man nodded for sure.

"Okay, then I'll give it up for you." Leng Qianxun reached out his hand to the chicken legs and wings for a while, and muttered, "You only need a little, then should I tear a chicken wing for you? Or a chicken thigh?" Leng Qianxun stood there and muttered.

Finally, he made up a decision and tore a chicken wing and handed it to him, "Tear a chicken wing for you so that you won't be able to eat it and waste it."

When the old man heard this, his chin had a snow-white beard shaking. Does the chicken wings have meat? Is it good to have skin and bones?

But he had already spoken, just now, just try the taste, what can he say?

And as she said, it may not be as delicious as he thought, and he can't even eat a wing?

"Thank you! The little master is such a great person."

The old man reached out to take the wings she handed over, put them in front of her nose and smelled them for a while, then put them in his mouth and bit them gently.

"You're welcome, just don't scold me secretly." Leng Qianxun saw him like that, dog? He had to put it in front of his nose and sniff it for a few times before eating.

"Where..." The old man put the chicken wings into his mouth and chewed them for a few times, and he couldn't help but curse in his heart.
Chapter completed!