Female supporting roles rely on food to save themselves

Chapter 270
A story, all kinds of people can hear a hundred meanings.

Zhao Susu and Xiao Lingyun felt very sad when they heard it, and they couldn't help feeling a bit of chill on their bodies, which made people's hair stand on end.

The old dog's emotions towards these two ladies are very inexplicable.

In his opinion, the heroine in the story is a typical powerful character, with good luck and good will. These days, there are not many girls from ordinary people who can support them. In his family alone, he has one. The elder sister was given away not long after she was born, and the other elder sister was sick and had no money to treat, and she lay in her mother's arms. From the time she was sick to her death, the only thing she wanted was to know what the taste of the candied haws that the sister next door ate was like. , but she didn't even wait for this thought.

At that time, the old dog was still young, even if he planned to go to the street to find a way to get a string of candied haws to satisfy his sister's last wish, he couldn't do it.

The old dog seldom thinks about this matter, and he doesn't think it's too tragic.

After all, there are a lot of such things in the village. If you go door-to-door and ask ordinary households, at least [-]% of them can tell a few things that are terrible to the nobles.

Gu Xiang didn't even know how she could tell an inspirational story... so uncomfortable that she wanted to cry.

She felt a little sour in her heart.

In fact, this is a very ordinary story of "A Farmer's Girl's Promotion".When she read online novels back then, she also read many similar ones. When she read them, she really felt very inspirational, because the starting point of the heroine was low, and she also had a strong sense of upgrading and substitution. She liked reading it very much.

But now, in such an environment, after seeing so many things with her own eyes, and telling such a story, she began to feel pitiful for Ah Chong.

Fortunately, Zhao Susu shed tears for a long time, and Xiao Lingyun wiped her eyes for a long time. When she recovered, her mood improved a lot.

Girl Zhaodi couldn't quite understand it, but when she saw Xiao Lingyun crying, she also cried, crying and crying, making Xiao Lingyun laugh again.

Gu Xiang: "..."

That's fine, as long as you're happy, it's fine.

She simply scooped up some more sauced meat, served it with pancakes, and the broth that had been boiled for a long time, and asked the old dog to come in and send it out for everyone to eat together.

A bonfire was lit outside the tent.

The old dog picked up a large bowl of sauced meat by himself, broke open the cooking cake, and first spread a thick layer of chili sauce on it.

Ever since he ate Gu Chu's chili sauce, he couldn't go without it for a day. He had to go with steamed buns, buns, and even a bowl of porridge.

As soon as the spicy and fragrant taste is in the mouth, the pores of the whole body are opened, and the comfort is simply not to be mentioned.

The old dog sighed: "If the people of our courageous army were fighting in the northwest, Huotouying would boil such a pot of hot sauce for us, even if we only ate black noodles, we wouldn't have such a big meal in one breath. A bunch of deserters come. Maybe... my old dog will also have a day to be named a marquis and a prime minister."

Several senior soldiers next to him laughed.

Where has the old dog been to the Northwest?
It's enough to think about it.

Over the entire camp, there was a strong smell of food.

Not far away, Ah Da handed Li Chengfang some baked pancakes and a small dish of salted fish.

Li Chengfang stared at the salted fish with a gloomy expression.

Ah Xiao said in a loud voice: "Why don't I tell the third princess a story?"

"One day, a woodcutter passed by the door of a certain fisherman's house and saw the fisherman's child squatting at the door happily eating. There was a palm-sized salted fish in the rice bowl."

"Three days later, the woodcutter passed by the fisherman's door again. His children were also eating, and there was still a palm-sized salted fish in the bowl."

"Half a month later, the woodcutter passed by the door of the fisherman's house again. The children in that house were still eating, and there was still a palm-sized salted fish in the bowl. He thought, it's great to be a fisherman. You can feed your children salted fish..."

Before Ah Da finished speaking, Li Chengfang stared at him coldly and said, "I've been eating the same salted fish for half a month, hehe."

Isn't this just a run on yourself, tell him that many ordinary people can eat a piece of salted fish for half a month, and tell him not to be too picky.

"Humph."

Li Chengfang silently picked up the bowl.

He was really not moved by Ah Da's words, but was really hungry.

After traveling for so long, he was even more nervous when he arrived in Dahe Village. At this time, he relaxed a little, and his stomach was gurgling. Although he was awkward and reserved for a while, let alone give him fine flour pancakes. Give him a mouthful of vegetables, maybe he can eat it too.

While eating cooking cakes, he used his teeth to grind the salted fish.

Not to mention, he can actually get used to the smell of stinky salted fish, which is much better than chewing the hard pancake dryly.

"...At least there should be a bowl of soup to drink."

The pancakes were hard and made her throat hurt, and the salted fish was extremely salty, and it was a bit bitter. Li Chengfang ate it, and she wanted to drink some soup and porridge to moisten her throat.

The scent not far away is drifting towards this side with the wind and snow, especially the smell of soup, which is even more intense. Li Chengfang's saliva keeps secreting, and his eyes are red with grievance for a while: "What's the big deal, wait until you come back Home... When I get home..."

When he got home, he could eat whatever he wanted, and he ate delicious food every day, just for Sister Huan to see, but he didn't want to let her eat.

He has never seen anything good, and his house has nothing good. In the future... this guy must open his eyes.

She has no reason to say that she cooks delicious food, but I haven't eaten it myself, so it must not be very good.

Li Chengfang comforted herself with difficulty.

Ah Da was very relieved.This work of taking care of the children is really not done by humans, no wonder his boss insisted on going to the Northwest despite the noble and stable life in the capital.

I hope nothing will happen again today.

Today, it was windy and snowy, not only Gu Xiang and his group did not dare to hurry, but many pedestrians also stopped and stopped. After a while, a few pedestrians came here looking for incense, and they passed by eagerly, wanting to buy a bowl of soup.

Gu Xiang always treats the diners who take the initiative to deliver to their door, the more the better.

The steaming hot soup is delivered pot after pot, even if a stranger passing by comes, he can comfortably fill a large bowl.

Li Chengfang couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, so she leaned against the tent and looked out. She saw many people one after another, such as hunters, butchers, merchants, and scholars passing by. How was Gu Xiang treating them? They only drink soup, but they don't charge for it. If they want to eat some meat, they can eat a soft pancake, and it's just a few big bucks.

"..."

Why only treat him badly?

He's - Sister Huan's serious older brother, with broken bones and tendons still connected!

Day two.

The wind and snow gradually subsided. Seeing that although Gu Xiang and the others were slowly packing up their things, but there was no sign of camping out, they hurried to the village to buy a pack of rat poison, made several mouse traps, and placed them in the In Li Chengfang's tent.

"Last night, I kept hearing the sound of rats grinding their teeth in the tent. This thing is not clean, except it's important."

Li Chengfang: "..."

(End of this chapter)