Empress Industrial Project

Chapter 16 Whitewashing ([-])

Only then did Ba Gui hear clearly what the 'cruel' prince that everyone had rumored was calling her, is aunt really aunt?
Bagui's bones trembled all of a sudden, and he replied with trembling lips: "Yes, yes. Women's small business, if the cooking is not delicious, no one will come to eat it, so the soup is more careful."

Qiao Yurong smiled when she heard the words: "Ma'am is really hardworking."

As long as you treat the food with your heart, the food will give you the same reward in return.

With such delicious wontons, this Ba Gui will always have no problem feeding a family.

Qiao Yurong finished eating a bowl of wontons, and told Eunuch Mo, "Old Mo, give me the money."

Eunuch Mo probably didn't expect that when Qiao Yurong would pay for food, he winked at the person next to him in a daze, and the attendant immediately took out an ingot of silver and put it on the table.

This ingot of silver is five or two feet.

Qiao Yurong said to Bagui, "Mother, thank you for the wontons."

Na Bagui looked at the silver on the table with wide eyes, blinked his eyes in disbelief, and froze on the spot.

At this moment when she was in a daze, Qiao Yurong had already led Eunuch Mo to continue to the General Military Mansion, but for some reason, Qiao Yurong remembered the alley where Aunt Bagui came out just now, her mind moved, her body turned, she changed a direction, and she stepped forward. Go to the corner just now.

That corner is only a dozen steps away from this small stall, so Bagui, who was hiding in the alley, heard Eunuch Mo's call just now.

Because it was too close, Qiao Yurong walked to the entrance of the alley in a few tens of seconds, and the situation inside the alley suddenly appeared in front of Qiao Yurong.

Qiao Yurong's pupils shrank violently, and a chill rushed from the soles of her feet to her mind, making her tremble uncontrollably.

While the rich wine and meat smell, the road with frozen bone!
At the entrance of this small narrow alley, which is less than one meter long, hundreds of people are densely packed, each of them is in ragged clothes, with a thin face, some of them are pale, with the look of a dead person, curled up in the alley one by one.

Some people even lay straight in this alley, especially about one meter away from Qiao Yurong's eyes, an old woman had already died, her face was covered in messy gray hair.

The old woman's face was extremely pale, wrinkled and wrinkled, her frontal bone sunk deeply, leaving only a piece of skin covering her bones. This kind of person was like starving to death for several months. It was horrible, more like ancient Egyptians There is a bit of fear like a mummy.

Especially on her dead body, she was only wearing a thin layer of navy-blue undergarment, which was already torn and only covered a few important parts, presumably her clothes that could keep out the cold had already been taken off, so let her She is exposed to the cold.

Next to her stiff corpse, there was a boy holding the old woman's dry and skinny hand. The boy's face was yellow and thin, and he was very thin. Even though he was wrapped in a layer of torn and air-tight cotton clothes, it could be seen that his body must be skinny. Count them one by one.

The dead and the living are all in this alley.

The densely packed, many stiff bodies, even when people came, showed that there were many dead people inside.

Especially seeing Qiao Yurong coming now, some people who are still conscious, these people who were already poor and miserable looked at Qiao Yurong with fear in their eyes, as if Qiao Yurong was going to kill them in the next moment, trembling.

Qiao Yurong looked at these dead people and the trembling and fear of the living people. His whole body was so cold that his teeth creaked and trembled, and he shouted suddenly: "Come on!"

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