Female supporting roles rely on food to save themselves

Chapter 161 Sunshine
Qiu Li looked up at the sky.

The dark clouds in the sky gradually dispersed, revealing some faint sunlight.

Qiu Li suddenly smiled, it turned out that it was okay to leave Xihuan Pavilion, it turned out that freedom is not terrible.

At the moment when the body deed was torn off, the boulder in her chest was shattered all of a sudden, those uneasiness, anxiety, and pain were like bubbles exposed to the sun.

Faced with the threat of this Nanny Cai in front of her, she was powerless at this moment, that she really knew to be afraid.

She was very frightened, when she saw the deed of sale in Nanny Cai's hand, she felt cold all over her body, even her fingertips were cold.

In the past, she always said to Cherry that selling herself to Xihuan Pavilion is not a bad thing, even ordinary people, can they really control their own destiny outside?Don't you have to bow your head and submit to those who are powerful and rich?

She has always thought so, but today she understands that her previous thoughts may be good, but if she doesn't even have a normal and innocent identity, then no one will give her the chance to bow her head, and others will take it. Her body deed holds her destiny.

"Third lady... Even if I die of starvation or poverty, I will not suffer from that."

Qiu Li suddenly lowered her head, tears rolled down, she hugged Gu Xiang's arm and cried loudly, "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow

Gu Xiang: "...I brought a few bottles of meat sauce, do you want to try it?"

As she said that, she took a can of sauce and opened the cover of the kraft paper. The delicious and spicy taste made her mouth water.

Qiu Li: "Hi, yes."

The sisters of Xihuan Pavilion rushed forward and helped her back to the backyard.

Qiu Li suddenly felt like facing a big enemy: "I'm fine, I don't need you to accompany me..."

The scenery in the backyard of Xihuan Pavilion is also famous in Shouling.

Many literati and poets come to Xihuan Pavilion, not for beauties, but just for the beautiful scenery that can be seen all year round.

The octagonal pavilion is surrounded by fine yarn.

A small round table made of mahogany, a mink cushion on the back of the chair, a small red clay stove, a teapot made of purple sand, and four-color dim sum on the table... The two little maids next to them were particularly discerning, and quickly removed all the dim sum. go down.

Gu Xiang took an opened can of meat sauce and put it on the table for them: "Cook a bowl of noodles later, and everyone can eat it together."

While speaking, noodles were delivered from the kitchen.

"I came here today just to show Xihuange this new meat sauce. There are two types. You all use specially farmed pork. This is the first batch. There is also a batch of chicken offal. The quality is good. They are all very good, if you want to distinguish the grade, you can only work hard on the packaging..."

Gu Xiang stopped talking, "Okay... eat first."

The beautiful young ladies at the table scooped a large spoonful of meat sauce and stirred it into the noodles. They ate it without showing their teeth, and stuffed it into their mouths in a blink of an eye.

Gu Xiang guessed that no matter how important he said now, these young ladies would not be able to hear him.

After tossing and tossing for so long, she was also a little hungry, so she simply sat down and asked someone to serve a bowl of noodles. The noodles were made in the small kitchen of Xihuan Pavilion.

The ladies in the pavilion do not have a regular life and rest. They are often hungry in the middle of the night and want to eat. The small kitchen is always ready for noodles and porridge.

Gu Xiang tasted the noodles first, and they were of average quality, cooked a little hotter.

I also added a spoonful of meat sauce, the color of the meat sauce is bright and red, and it is spread on the noodles with oil, all of which are large grains of meat, which can almost compare with the texture of braised pork.

The portion of a jar of meat sauce was just right, and the ladies in the house shared it. Gu Xiang put the remaining spoonful on his face, and it happened to be empty.

Gu Xiang took the chopsticks and stirred them twice, rolled them up and stuffed them into his mouth, his eyes narrowed involuntarily: "Oh!"

It's so delicious.

Gu Xiang felt that the meat sauce she made was more delicious every time, and it tasted much more amazing than the first time she ate Laoganma.

"Xixi, you still have to dance tonight, don't eat, give me this bowl."

"It's okay, I won't be on stage tonight, Wan'er, didn't you say that you have practiced Tuozhiwu well? Come on today."

"I got a sprained foot."

"A sprained ankle is no small matter. Don't eat salty food. Wan'er, you can eat noodles. Come on, I'll dig out the sauce for you. You're welcome. It's a pity that you are going to be on stage. How can you eat something so simple? Ask the kitchen to cook a bowl of chicken soup for you, and don’t eat the meat sauce.”

With a smile on her face, Song Xiangxiang dug a large piece of meat sauce from Wan'er's bowl, and then went to miss Xixi's bowl.

Wan'er was startled, picked up the bowl with a swipe, opened her eyes, faintly reddened.

Xixi turned to protect her own food, said nothing more, ate hard, Wan'er's eyes were red, and there was a murderous look in her eyes.

The atmosphere on the table was suddenly tense. Everyone looked at each other with vigilant eyes, and stopped talking. For a while, the table was full of people sucking noodles.

The sun was shining warmly. While eating, Gu Xiang looked around and looked at the gazebos up, down, left, and right. When she decided to go back to the village to build her own nest, she also built several gazebos for herself to enjoy the shade, and hung gauze on all sides. She remembered the mall There is a kind of twilight gauze used in restaurants, which seems to be quite cheap, shimmering and very beautiful.

Just use the evening cloud gauze.

After a moment of distraction, the ladies in Xihuan Pavilion had already eaten up all the noodles in their bowls, and there was not even a little soup left.

The six young ladies lost their image, leaning on their chairs with a contented expression, but they still had something to say.

Qiu Li looked at Gu Xiang asking the old dog to bring it in, and put two sets of 24 cans of meat sauce in the corner, and licked her lips.

"or?"

"Shall we open another can?"

The young ladies looked at each other, and burst out laughing.

The tension, entanglement, and pain of most of the day were all dissipated in such a bowl of fragrant and steaming noodles.

Qiuli smiled for a while, and Xixi suddenly stretched out her hand to wrap her in her arms: "...you can go with Miss Gu in the future, and enjoy more happiness? You can eat the handicrafts of Miss Gu every day...I want to trade with you."

"Ah."

Qiuli sobbed.

Gu Xiang: "...What do you mean follow me? I don't traffic people."

Miss Xixi laughed: "You can take her in. I taught her to read and write. It's very hard work. It's not a loss to take her in. If you let her out, she won't be able to eat, or she will starve to death."

It was the first time for her to really talk to Gu Xiang face to face, but just seeing her today, she felt a sense of confidant in her heart.

As the oiran of Xihuan Pavilion, of course she knows what the world thinks of her and the sisters in the pavilion. No matter how much they flaunt that they are not selling themselves, the world will not regard them as human beings.

The more women they are, the more they hate them in every possible way, and they dare not say a word to them.

At the beginning, the child Su San came to the door and told the two sisters Qiuli and Cherry that the little lady of the Gu family wanted to start a joint business with Xihuan Pavilion to sell fruit wine. Drank three glasses of wine.

(End of this chapter)