Obese teenagers are still very particular about what they eat.

The fat chicken I think I barbecued should taste good.

However, it is difficult to adjust.

Who knows whether Ye Qing is satisfied with his fat chicken?

Ye Qing took a bite.

The next moment, he spit out the fat chicken directly.

"What's the matter?"

Ye Qing was speechless.

The meat of fat chicken is very average.

I guess it's not a good chicken.

It's not the kind of chicken monster with powerful bloodline power.

In addition, the production process of fat chicken is either rough or simply roasted and added with salt.

There is no other seasoning at all.

If the food is 100%, Ye Qing can only give this fat chicken a negative score.

Too unspecified.

On the side, Gu Hongxiu took a bite, but he was very happy, with relish and feasted.

"Delicious! Well, delicious!"

Gu Hongxiu's performance is exaggerated, just like he has never enjoyed delicious food in his life.

The reactions of Ye Qing and Gu Hongxiu formed a huge contrast.

The obese teenager can't mess with it directly.

It felt very strange. The fat chicken I gave to Ye Qing and Gu Hongxiu clearly had the same taste.

Why do Ye Qing and Gu Hongxiu have two completely different comments?

"Little fat man, come here and see if I don't roast you into a suckling pig!"

Ye Qing said leisurely.

The fat boy was so scared that his soul was rising, and his face showed a pitiful expression.

"Brother, I was wrong!"

"Brother, if this fat chicken doesn't suit your taste, I'll make it again!"

The fat boy was so scared that he was completely scared when he saw the green light in Ye Qing's eyebrows.

He regarded Ye Qing as the unforgivable demon king.

"Strange, little brother, I think it's delicious!"

Gu Hongxiu suddenly spoke.

"That's because you haven't enjoyed the food!"

Ye Qing rolled his eyes.

"Forget it, little fat guy, I'll scare you. Come here and let you know what real roast chicken is!"

Ye Qing said seriously.

There is no hostility towards the fat man.

I just wanted him to understand that chicken cannot be done like this.

The little fat man's method is to waste food.

It tastes tasteless.

"Brother, that's great!"

The little fat man smiled and felt that Ye Qing didn't seem that scary anymore.

"Little fat man, come here."

Ye Qing waved.

The little fat man is still a little weak.

However, he had to ignore Ye Qing's orders.

Soon, he arrived at Ye Qing's side.

"Little fat man, what's your name?" Ye Qing asked.

"Hou Dapang."

The little fat man laughed.

Ye Qing was speechless.

I thought to myself, this name is perfectly matched with the fat man’s body shape!

The little fat man’s parents are indeed very artistic in naming them.

"Hou Dapang, what material does your fat chicken use?" Ye Qing said unsalt and lightly.

I seriously suspect that this guy is not using any chicken monster at all.

It's just an ordinary pheasant.

"Phizi, brother, you don't know that the pheasant tastes so delicious, it's better than any powerful chicken monster!" Hou Dapang looked smiling.

Ye Qing was speechless.

Pheasant, in theory, can still make delicious chicken.

The problem is, there is no nutritional value.

It's just to satisfy your desires.

"Why haven't Xiao Zi come back yet?"

Ye Qing murmured in a low voice.

Not to mention, Ye Qing was really hungry when he saw Hou Dapang eating.

I have been to Langya Secret Realm for a while, and Ye Qing has not enjoyed delicious food yet.

"Hou Dapang, wait first, there will be chicken later." Ye Qing said slowly.

Hou Dapang was delighted.

Originally, he thought Ye Qing wanted to kill him and seize the spirit of Langya.

Now not only can’t die, but you can also enjoy the chicken provided by Ye Qing, which is simply great.

Hou Dapang still had some expectations in his heart.

Because Ye Qing ate his fat chicken and vomited it out directly.

It can be seen that Ye Qing has tasted many delicious foods.

Very picky about food.

With Ye Qing’s high requirements for food, the food he made himself will definitely not be bad.

Soon, a strong wind gust broke out outside the cave.

Not natural wind.

Instead, the evil purple cloud bird is vibrating its wings.

"Xiao Zi is back!"

Ye Qing was delighted.

I could sense the breath of the fierce purple cloud bird from a distance, and I felt so happy.

Because, in the claws of the evil purple cloud bird, two chickens were grabbed.

Just in time, Ye Qing wanted to eat chicken.

The evil purple cloud bird knows Ye Qing’s preferences, and the food he brings to Ye Qing is chicken.

However, the evil purple cloud bird always eats raw foods.

Of course what he brought to Ye Qing was the chicken that had not been processed yet.

The two chickens were silently in the claws of the evil purple cloud bird, and were obviously dead.

Soon, Xiao Zi threw the two chickens in and continued to wait outside without coming in.

Ye Qing looked at the two chickens carefully and his face instantly collapsed.

Very helpless.
To be continued...