Seeing that he was alert and swallowed his saliva, he never dared to come over, Gu Fenghua had to take off the roast chicken and walk towards him on his own initiative.
As soon as Gu Fenghua approached, the beggar immediately bowed slightly and stuffed the bit of coke stuck to the melon into his arms. He swept the torch out of the corner of his eyes, looking at the posture, ready to fight desperately again.
Gu Fenghua stopped helplessly, took out the grilled chicken with a grilled paper bag, and prepared to throw it to him, but then he changed his mind and only to tear off one chicken leg and throw it to him, and returned with the rest of the matter.
Go to Luo Enen and others.
The little beggar looked at the oily paper wrapped in chicken legs beside her and swallowed even harder, but she still didn't take action.
"Let's start eating." Gu Fenghua did not continue to stare at him, but instead tore off the remaining chicken legs and chicken wings, distributed them to Luo Enen and others, and also tore off a small piece of chicken breast and started eating.
Seeing that Gu Fenghua and others were already eating, Xiao Beihua felt relieved and quickly picked up the oil-paper bag, took out the roasted chicken legs inside and stuffed them into her mouth.
The taste of roasted chicken is of course much better than the sweet potatoes that are roasted into coke, not to mention that Gu Fenghua personally roasted it. The little beggar ate the chicken cleanly with just a few bites, and even the chicken bone.
He bite it and swallowed it.
It would be fine if he had never eaten such delicious roasted chicken legs. Once he had eaten it, no one could forget it. Looking at the little coke left in his arms, he could not eat it any longer.
Looking at the remaining half of the roast chicken in front of Gu Fenghua, the beggar swallowed wildly, unable to take his gaze away, and his eyes became much gentler.
"Come here to eat. There are still most of them here, all of them are yours." After Gu Fenghua said that, he took out a clean pheasant and a hare, adding, "We have so many, we won't rob you.
There is no need to harm you for food."
Look at Gu Fenghua and his men who seem simple but actually have luxurious clothes. Then look at her plenty of food. The little beggar had a war between heaven and man in his heart. Finally, he believed her words, and perhaps he was still a little vigilant.
, but he walked slowly over and sat carefully beside Gu Fenghua.
"Eat it." Gu Fenghua handed him most of the remaining roast chicken, and put the remaining pheasant and hare on the fire.
"Is it really for me to eat?" Xiaoyinghua asked timidly.
"Well, I'll give you something to eat, and I'll have it all after you finish it." Gu Fenghua said affirmatively.
The little beggar held the roast chicken and chewed it hard, but the speed was no less than Luo Enen and the fat white man. However, Luo Enen and the fat white man were greedy, and he was really hungry.
Soon, most of the roasted chicken was left with a bare skeleton, with no shredded meat left, which was cleaner than brushing it with a steel brush.
He was obviously not full yet, and looked at the pheasant and hare flipped over the fire and continued to swallow. Gu Fenghua accelerated the speed, and soon, another pheasant with a golden aroma of oil was released hot.
"Eat it." Gu Fenghua knew that he was very cautious, so he tear off a chicken leg and ate it by himself, and then handed him the rest.
This time, the little beggar did not hesitate anymore and held the roast chicken and chewed it hard.
"How long hasn't you been eating?" Gu Fenghua couldn't help asking. Although the half of the roast chicken was not big, it was enough for Luo Enen, a foodie to fill her stomach. The little beggar ate a little shredded pork.
Not all left, and I was so hungry.
"Three...three days." The little beggar chewed the chicken quickly and said vaguely.