Gao Jiaxing said, "Wait a bit, it's really hot now." Then he turned to Xia Xiao and said, "Chicken wings don't have much meat, you eat the leg and the breast."
Xia Xiao shook her head, "I'm not hungry—I like to eat chicken wings and feet." She liked chicken legs too, but at this moment, Xia Xiao wanted to leave them for Gao Jiaxing.
"One leg for each of us," Gao Jiaxing still tore off a chicken leg and handed it to Xia Xiao, then added, "After you finish the leg, you can have the wings."
"Brother Gao, you eat it, I'm really not hungry," Xia Xiao said.
Gao Jiaxing shook his head, "I'm not hungry either. Eat up; it's getting late, and we need to hurry down the mountain."
Eventually, Xia Xiao took the chicken leg and started to eat, finding it really delicious.
"Brother Gao's cooking skills are quite good, very fragrant and tasty," Xia Xiao complimented generously.
