Pseudo master, she just wants to live

Chapter 94 Sorghum Wotou
This time, Fang Yao slept for a long time.

When she awoke, an oil lamp was hanging above her head in the carriage shed, and the flame in the wick glowed faintly.

Probably because she was afraid of touching the wound on her leg, Jiang huddled in the corner next to her with her two children in her arms.

Fang Yao sat up cautiously for fear of waking them up.

While moving, the injury on his right leg didn't hurt very much. Looking down again, the trouser leg that was scratched had already been repaired, and a patch of the same color was sewn on it, which didn't look too obvious.

She turned her head to look at Jiang Shi with complicated emotions. The latter's eyes had a light blue color, and she probably didn't have a good rest.

The little girl rolled over to her side, kicking off the thin quilt a few times, revealing her restless little feet.

Fang Yao's heart softened, and she gently hugged her to her side, and covered her with the quilt again.

"Auntie...does your leg still hurt?"

The little girl opened her eyes in a daze, hugged her waist, and muttered softly.

Fang Yao pinched her little hand and whispered coaxingly: "It doesn't hurt anymore, go to sleep."

The little girl closed her eyes obediently, arched her head, and let out a slight snoring sound.

Fang Yao yawned, picked up the mask beside her, and began to examine it carefully under the dim light.

The restoration of the mask was very obvious this time. One of the two cheeks, which had peeled off and mottled on the surface, became smooth and perfect, in stark contrast to the dilapidated one on the other side.

In the past, every time there was a change, Li Fugui would ask, but this time, she didn't ask. She thought the change was not obvious.

Fang Yao lightly touched the mask, put it back into the bag, and carried it across her body.

After reading the mask, she took out the booklet and studied it one by one every day.

[Gift from Tian Ancestor] remains the same, but on the new side, there is an impressive mass of black ink.

Fang Yao thought hard, but she didn't know when this lump was brought back.

Gu worm... Is this thing really the Gu worm that Fan Chen mentioned?
Her physical recovery ability has become extraordinary, is it really because of being parasitized by Gu insects...

Fang Yao couldn't help rubbing the goosebumps that popped up on her arms, secretly thinking, if Gu worms can really have this ability, even if they feel uncomfortable...she doesn't mind.

However, she still had doubts about what Fan Chen said, but based on the clues she knew now, she couldn't figure it out even if she tried her best, so she decided not to think about it for the time being.

Finally, Fang Yao took out the banknote and looked at it with satisfaction for a long time before she packed everything into her pocket, got up and blew out the oil lamp, and opened the curtain of the car.

The autumn night wind was already quite chilly, and Fang Yao, who had just woken up, was shivering all over. She quickly turned around and fastened the rope buckles around the curtain to prevent the cold wind from blowing into the carriage.

Outside, the moon was bright and the stars were scarce, and on the other side of the horizon, a light silver gray was faintly visible.

It's almost dawn.

The villagers watching the night were a little surprised to see Fang Yao wake up so early.

"Master, it's still early."

"I'm hungry, I can't help it, do you have anything to eat?"

Fang Yao walked over, and a member of the Li clan hurriedly held up a steamed bun baked on the stove and handed it to her.

A unique sweet smell of food came into the nose, Fang Yao moved her index finger, picked it up and took a bite.

"puff……"

This thing smells good, but it doesn't taste like that. It's so rough that it chokes your throat, and there are small stones that make your teeth creak.

She vomited several times before spitting out the sand in her mouth, and said with a bitter face: "What is this?"

One person quickly took a picture of the person roasting steamed buns, and scolded: "You idiot, how can the master eat these things, what did Aunt Jiang leave for the master last night?"

The person being scolded whispered wrongedly: "This is sorghum noodle corn bread, a good thing that we couldn't even think of before..."

Fang Yao's heart moved, and she hurriedly asked: "Sorghum corn bread?"

The man said excitedly: "Yes, people from Xihe Village came here yesterday afternoon to give it to you, Master. There are also many pickled wild vegetables and a basket of eggs."

The villagers of Xihe Village were almost out of food, and they even brought food to themselves...

Fang Yao felt very uncomfortable, and she quickly called another villager who was going to get food, "You don't need to go get it, it's pretty good to eat."

She said, took another big bite, chewed hard a few times, and swallowed.

Everyone looked at each other.

After eating a sorghum cornbread and drinking half a bowl of water, my stomach was half full, and it was almost dawn.

Li Fugui found Fang Yao and asked about his next plan.

Fang Yao opened the map and walked north. The next county town was a little far away. According to the speed of their main ox cart, it would take at least ten days and a half months to walk.

"Let's go to the county town to resupply first." She closed the map, "It gets colder the further north you go, so it's best to change our carriages and ox carts."

"Okay, big guys, pack up quickly and go to the city!"

In order to catch up with the morning market in the county town, everyone didn't even cook. Li Fugui greeted everyone and drove the cattle and horses to Zhenyang County, ten miles away.

Ten miles away, the ox cart slowly arrived, and arrived in an hour.

There are also refugees outside Zhenyang City, but they are much less than Liyang County. There are thatched huts built in the dry woods outside the county town, and there is also a large stove for cooking porridge to relieve refugees.

Through the window of the carriage, Fang Yao saw a flag hanging in the forest, with the word "Chu" faintly visible on it.

Don't think about it, this must be Chu Xihou's disaster relief point.

Another 200 meters is the county town of Zhenyang County. There is a moat outside the city, but it has dried up and is about to bottom out.

Because there are too many ox carts and horse carts, it is inconvenient for all to enter the city, and it is not cost-effective to stay in a hotel, so as usual, most people stay outside the city to rest, and only a few people bring an ox cart into the city to purchase .

Li Fugui called several young men with stronger bodies to follow Fang Yao.

Fang Yao has the passing token from Chu Nan in his hand, so it is quite convenient for the group to enter the city.

The street sceneries in Zhenyang County and Liyang County are similar. If there is anything special, it is that there is a faint smell of wine on the street.

Because Fang Yao didn't have enough money to buy things, the first thing she did was to exchange the bank notes in her hand for some silver.

Chu's Bank is the only bank in Zhenyang County. Fang Yao and the others quickly found out the location and hurried over.

The treasurer of the bank should have gotten the news in advance. As soon as Fang Yao took out the bank note, he said enthusiastically: "Master Fang, you are finally here. My little prince has been waiting for you for a long time."

wait for her?

Fang Yao froze for a moment, then the curtain at the back was lifted, and Chu Nan was standing straight behind.

He looked at her solemnly, "Master Fang, I have something to ask you alone."

Fang Yao, who wanted to change money to go shopping, was very hesitant, worried that the Chu family suddenly regretted giving her so much money, so why did they guard here specially.

"Ah, but I still have..."

"Soon, it's about whether you found anything special yesterday."

Fang Yao's heart skipped a beat, and she immediately changed her words: "Okay."

(End of this chapter)