Female supporting roles rely on food to save themselves

Chapter 255
Zhao Ying squatted down silently, untied the ropes around the mouths of the two sheep, patted them lightly twice, paused, and patted silently again.

"Well."

The two of them... are clearly dead.

It seems that there is no hope of returning to the soul!
That's right, no matter how weak Zhao Ying looks, no matter how gentle he looks, he also learned martial arts seriously since he was a child, and his martial arts master is still the famous Huashan sword god Wei Wuliang, even if he really didn't put much effort into it, he didn't know much about it. , It is also impossible to kill a sheep without killing it.

Gu Xiang laughed, turned to the old dog and said, "Go find the owner of the sheep, and say that we will buy these two sheep."

Old Dog: "Pfft!"

"Cough." Gu Xiang blinked, "What are you laughing at, Brother Ying is consoling everyone, if Brother Ying hadn't brought the sheep here, would you have sheep soup later?"

The old dog said with a smile: "That's right, my younger generation brothers thank Brother Ying."

While talking, he couldn't help but take the money and look for it, to see where the sheep herder on the mountain went to hide.

Zhao Ying: "..."

He has recovered by now.

I didn't realize that those sheep...all belonged to their owners. It really shouldn't be. It is a rare thing for sheep to appear in groups on such a mountain, grassy slope, not to mention that there are shepherd dogs around.

If he was so ignorant when he was running errands, then ten thousand deaths would not be too many.

The old dog led the people to the hillside, where the shepherd was jumping, crying and cursing, full of rural slang, cursing people directly and cursing mothers, it was simply unbearable.

It would be embarrassing for brother Naying to hear this.

It doesn't matter to the old dog, he was born in the market, and he is always good at being scolded by his ancestors, and he himself scolds people very badly.

But now with the little lady, they have to be polite and decent. Look at those senior brothers and sisters who are under the little lady's sect, how posh they all are?Even if he couldn't compare... he couldn't be the same as before anyway.

The old dog smacked the taste, and the present day is better.

Not long after, the old dog led the joyful shepherd and led the dozen or so sheep back to the camp. The shepherd had a smile on his face and said in a pleasant voice: "Your Excellency is really amazing. My sheep are incredible. Look at the head sheep in our family, two ordinary men can't take care of it, and our three sheepdogs are mountain dogs that can't keep up with the wolf leader in the village. Touching these two little lambs out without a sound, it's amazing, amazing!"

The shepherd gave a thumbs up without any hesitation, and praised sincerely for a long while.

Gu Xiang endured the stomachache from laughing, and took another look at Zhao Ying. He didn't expect that this man was very serious, without blushing or heartbeat, and chatting lively with the shepherd.

The heavy snow had not stopped, and the sky was dim, so Gu Xiang lit the fire and a few small helpers in the camp went to deal with the sheep together.

Since I bought it, it is natural for my brothers to eat it.

Among the few in Huotou camp, two are under thirteen years old. They are both small and small, but they have been running around in front of the stove since they were young, and they still have strength. Old Du values ​​their age Small, let them serve by Gu Xiang's side, maybe they can become Sanniang's cronies, and they will be easier to train.

Gu Xiang saw that they were carrying water and firewood, but she was a little guilty of using child labor, but if she didn't let these two children work, they would be frightened and frightened themselves.

These days, how can life be easier for servants who are not used?

Gu Xiang can't help it, but fortunately these two boys are working on the stove, there is absolutely no shortage of food and drink, and there is plenty of oil and water, and she specially arranges light and convenient errands for them, and doesn't let them get up early in the morning, anyway, the two Within a month, the size of the two boys jumped up a lot, causing Mrs. Jiang to sigh and sit on the kang, cutting fabrics to make new clothes, while feeling sorry for her own materials.

"Even if it is homemade cloth in the village, how many people have worked so hard"

Jiang Shi also likes these two boys very much, even though she chatters, she can't bear to wear clothes that show a part of her calf.

Gu Xiang asked a few boys to roast and stew the mutton, and took out the bones to make the soup. Gu Xiang deliberately didn't finish the meat. Although the soup needs to be clear to be clean, there are only middle-aged men at the moment, and they still want to eat it. meaty.

Looking at the sky, he simply sliced ​​out more slices of meat as thin as cicada's wings.

If you don’t eat shabu-shabu on a snowy day, when should you eat it?

In the pot, the mutton turned red like clouds.

"The surge clears the river and the snow, and the wind turns over the sunset."

Gu Xiang first picked up a chopstick of mutton slices, dipped them in the simple sauce and put them in his mouth. The mutton slices are very thin and melt in the mouth, but the taste is so delicious that it is hard to even describe it.

She put a lot of thought into this piece of mutton, without leaving a trace of bloody smell, and the slight smell of mutton in the mutton is not only unpalatable, but also has a unique flavor.

While eating, Zhao Susu praised her little lady's poems, but she didn't feel that there was anything inappropriate for reciting the sunset glow to the morning glow.

Gu Xiang laughed, she also forgot whose poem it was, she saw it somewhere, and blurted it out, fortunately, none of the people present were talkative.

I really need to pay more attention in the future.

She is a serious student of science, and those poems and songs of liberal arts are really impressed by very few people. She cannot be a poet and poet, and she dare not do it. She must not leave a reputation for being able to recite poetry outside.

Otherwise, she would be forced to be helpless, and she would be forced to recite something like "Thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow drifting"... Then she really couldn't survive.

Gu Xiang ate two mouthfuls, but when he turned around, he saw that girl Zhaodi woke up at some point and was busy helping in front of the stove.

The little guy is obviously a cooked meal, and he can cut the meat well, and he can clean the pot and wash the dishes quickly. Gu Xiang looked at her little hands full of chilblains, and blinked: "Little girl, you come, I have sent someone to Dahe Village has a look at Mrs. Li's situation, you come and sit down first, let's eat this set of summer offerings, by the way, you also tell me, what is the situation of Mrs. Li that you are talking about?"

Although the boiled Xiagong is made of rabbit meat, the mutton is naturally delicious and can be eaten as well.

The situation of Mrs. Li actually doesn't need to be explained in detail by this little girl. After hearing the tone, Gu Xiang may still be hazy, and only vaguely guessed a little bit, and the others already know it in their hearts.

Even Zhao Ying, who was born in a noble family, was extremely particular about basic necessities of life, refused to suffer even half of it, and also knew very well in his heart.

The imperial court rewards widows to remarry, and the imperial court prohibits lynching, but what can it actually do?

The so-called family rules and national laws, in the eyes of all living beings in the world, family rules should be ranked ahead of national laws.

(End of this chapter)