The aroma of the roasted chicken spread, and the chubby young man used a fan to desperately block the scent, fanning it towards the mountains.
Little Taotie blinked her big eyes, her round eyes filled with confusion.
The chubby young man chuckled, "Those people are like hungry wolves. If they catch a whiff of the aroma, they might just climb up the mountain to snatch it!"
"We've had it stolen before, but that time nobody got to eat any of it," another young boy said.
"Haha, because Fat Bear burnt the chicken, even if they stole it, they couldn't eat it!" another boy burst out laughing and said, "They managed to snatch it, only to find a charred chicken and almost fainted with rage."
The leading boy tore off a chicken leg, "Whew, it's hot!"
Crying out that it was hot, but not slowing down in the least as he bit into it.
"Brother Tie, save some for us!"
"You all divide it amongst yourselves, this big chicken leg is mine!"
