Presumably, this group of beggars must be really hungry. Two chickens for each person. Taking everything into account, it wouldn't cost much.
Of course, Manager Zhang didn't want to earn any money from them. He just wanted to send them away as soon as possible.
"Okay, okay, okay. Please wait a moment. I'll serve you the dishes right away!"
Manager Zhang was about to push open the door and leave when he heard Chen Qiang, who was stroking Da Huang in the corner, say without raising his head, "Wine, I only want wine. I don't need anything else!"
"Yes, yes, yes! Boss, give us wine. I want good wine. Give us more! "
"I heard that you have some foreign wine and red wine here. Let's try it today. Boss, give us two bottles of foreign wine and red wine!"
Manager Zhang nodded and left the room. He let out a long breath!
It was too delicious!
Once these fellows leave, he would definitely clean up this private room!
Soon, thirty roasted chickens were pushed into the private room on a dining cart.
Before the waiter could put the chickens on the table, they were all snatched up by the beggars in the private room!
More than ten beggars used their dirty hands to grab a roasted chicken in each hand and stuffed it into their mouths!
The waiter quickly pushed the dining cart out of the private room!
In the corner, Chen Qiang took a roasted chicken that the old man threw over. He tore the chicken and fed it to Da Huang. He was expressionless and didn't eat a single bite.
Creak!
The door opened again. Two waiters pushed a dining cart with two boxes of wine on it.
One of the boxes was Remy Martin, and the other was imported red wine.
The beggars only cared about stuffing chicken into their mouths. They didn't care about the wine that was pushed in.
However, Chen Qiang was different. He took the initiative to open a box of wine and took out a bottle of Remy Martin.
The waiter had just opened the bottle when Chen Qiang snatched it and drank it!
Pfft — —
After taking a sip, Chen Qiang frowned and spat it out. He put the bottle on the table and asked, "Do you have Erguotou? I only drink Erguotou! "
When the two waiters heard this, they nodded blankly and pushed the rest of the wine away.
After a while, the waiter brought two more boxes of Erguotou.
Looking at the familiar bottles, Chen Qiang didn't say anything. He directly took a box and sat down in a corner.
Among the beggars, only the old man occasionally paid attention to Chen Qiang.
Seeing Chen Qiang hiding in a corner and drinking without eating a single bite of the chicken, the old man carried a roast chicken and sat down beside Chen Qiang. He then passed the roast chicken to Chen Qiang.
Chen Qiang took the roast chicken and threw it to Big Yellow again. Big Yellow snorted and enjoyed the delicious food given by Chen Qiang.
The old man stared blankly at Chen Qiang's actions and choked on his breath. Half a drumstick was stuffed into his mouth and all the words he wanted to say were stuck in his throat.
It couldn't be helped. Ever since Chen Qiang blended in with the beggars the day before, he seemed out of place. Other than occasionally speaking to Big Yellow, who was next to him, he didn't say anything else.
Shaking his head, the old man got up and returned to the table. He asked another beggar to open the box of wine and continued to eat and drink.
In the corner, Chen Qiang's messy hair covered half of his face. No one saw that at the corner of Chen Qiang's eyes, drops of tears rolled down!
Big Yellow, who was next to him, seemed to have felt Chen Qiang's low mood. He threw the chicken aside and kept rubbing his head against Chen Qiang's calf.
In less than five minutes, a bottle of Erguotou with over 50% alcohol content was emptied by Chen Qiang!
After losing his cultivation, Chen Qiang was no different from an ordinary person.
If he didn't eat, he would still starve.
However, it was true that he hadn't eaten for more than a day.
Even if the chicken was placed in front of him, he had no appetite at all.
After finishing a bottle of wine, he opened another one!
Bang, bang, bang — —
Before drinking the second bottle, Chen Qiang raised a hand, clenched it into a fist, and fiercely smashed his head!
Pain!
It was as if a steel needle had pierced his head!
Because of the final battle with the Blood Devil, Chen Qiang's spiritual power was at its lowest level until now. It was as if his spiritual power had been sucked dry all of a sudden!
The most frightening thing was that after losing his cultivation, his spiritual power had regressed to a level below that of an ordinary person. Chen Qiang couldn't even see inside himself, let alone open the Vast Ocean Watery Wave Painting in his sea of consciousness!
If he couldn't open the Vast Ocean Watery Wave Painting, how could he recover his spiritual power?
If he couldn't recover his spiritual power, he didn't know when he would recover his cultivation!
This was the most important reason why Chen Qiang was so depressed!
During the battle with the Blood Devil that day, Chen Qiang didn't have enough confidence, so he separated the small world into the space crevice between the two worlds. He didn't want the creatures in the small world to be implicated by him.
As it turned out, his decision wasn't wrong.
But because of this, he lost the hope of recovering to his peak!
Chen Qiang's small world had countless experts. More importantly, there were countless puppet crystals and spirit crystals, which allowed him to recover to the level of a quasi-combat emperor in the shortest time possible!
But now — —
Now that the spiritual power in the space on Earth had long dried up, without the help of spirit crystals, recovering his cultivation was simply a pipe dream!
If he couldn't recover his cultivation, how could he revive Yan Xue?
What could he use to take revenge?!
If he couldn't revive Yan Xue and take revenge, what hope was there for him to live?!
Tears rolled down his cheeks silently. Chen Qiang pounded his head while pouring the spicy liquid into his mouth to numb his wounded nerves!
"Wu — —"
Da Huang, who was beside his leg, felt Chen Qiang's emotions. He rubbed against Chen Qiang's leg while letting out soft comforting noises from his nose.
Chen Qiang put down the bottle of wine, and a faint smile appeared on his face.
Ever since he returned from time travel, Chen Qiang didn't want to communicate with anyone. His experience couldn't be shared with anyone!
Could it be that he had just returned from the end of the world 800 years in the future?
Could it be that he had a great battle with the Blood Demon, and time and space were in chaos?
If that was the case, he might be sent to Shenyang Third People's Hospital very soon!
Thus, he would rather hide in a beggar's den.
At least, there, he didn't have to deal with the various problems of his acquaintances, and no one would disturb his closed inner world!
Pain!
So painful!
Chen Qiang hit his head again and again, and drank another mouthful of sorghum wine!
This kind of strong wine was still the best!
At least it could slightly reduce the headache caused by the excessive consumption of spiritual power!
Because his cultivation was crippled, the current Chen Qiang, other than his bloodline and physique not having much change, would still feel hungry. Of course, he would also get drunk.
Back when he was with the members of the Tianwei Generals, even if he drank two jugs of fragrant wine, it wouldn't affect him much.
But now, it was different.
Very quickly, Chen Qiang's eyes started to blur!
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