Ancient Foodie Survival Guide

Jiang Shuyao was shaken awake.

The moment her consciousness returned to the cage, the pain on the back of her neck made her gasp.

She touched the back of her neck, looked at Xie Pei's face that appeared in her vision, and suddenly sat up.

"Where is this?" She looked around warily.

Xie Peiran wanted to cry: "The bandit's den."

Jiang Shuyao looked at the room he was in, and couldn't help but be confused. It was not like a bandit's den, but it was a simple small Buddhist hall.

Xie Pei answered this question for Jiang Shuyao. It's because she is not afraid of the day, and her voice trembles in such a situation: "I saw them killing, but then she shaved her hair and replaced it with a dead monk's robe."

Jiang Shuyao was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly reached out and rubbed Xie Pei's bun, and touched her face black and gray.

Xie Pei was taken aback, and he wanted to cry. After being rubbed by Jiang Shuyao, he almost didn't howl, and said, "What are you doing!"

Jiang Shuyao wiped her face again, and Xie Pei became even more angry: "I will fight back!"

As soon as the voice fell, the door lock rang, Xie Pei became stiff, and immediately stalled.

The wooden door opened, and the gangster who put on the monk's robes walked in. Except for the one in the lead, the others had vicious eyes and were full of hostility.

"Which family are you?"

Xie Pei subconsciously wanted to bring out the name of Xie Guogong's mansion. When he spoke to his lips, seeing the murderous intent of the gangster, he suddenly lost his confidence.

"Xie Guogong Mansion." She was hesitating, and Jiang Shuyao's voice came in her ear.

Xie Pei hurriedly pulled her sleeves.

The gangster who was on the opposite side was silent for a moment, and the person next to him immediately said: "Big brother, what kind of house is her, that woman killed our three brothers and can't let them go."

Hearing the information about Zhou's family, Jiang Shuyao felt tight and held his breath.

The culprit at the head was not as angry as they were, but sinked: "I can't beat even a woman, and I still have a face."

Can't beat it? It seems that Zhou's life is safe.

Jiang Shuya breathed a sigh of relief.

"Big brother, what about the two of them, we can't attract attention anymore."

Feeling the killing intent, Jiang Shuya tensed all over, and suddenly said, "Actually, we are not even the female relatives of Xie Guo Gongfu."

The man looked up at her, his eyes deep.

Jiang Shu shrank, his voice trembling: "I, I'm just a general room."

Xie Pei didn't react, staring at her with wide eyes.

Everyone was taken aback.

With such a sudden sentence, she inexplicably broke the killing intent in the air.

Jiang Shuyao raised his sleeves and wiped away the tears that did not exist at the corners of his eyes, his face was bitter, as if he sighed and laughed at himself: "Look at my appearance, how can I be a regular wife? I'm just a plaything."

Xie Pei:? !

If it weren't for the horrible situation at the moment, she would definitely take a sigh of relief for the lies that Jiang Shuyao casually picked up.

The man at the head was different from other rude gangsters. He was also an adviser to the nobleman before he fell.

Jiang Shu's hair buns were scattered, and his head was half raised. Even if his face was dirty, he couldn't hide the enchanting eyes. When he lowered his eyes, the tails of his eyes flew up, smart and charming, and had nothing to do with the appearance of Gaomen mistress.

At this point, Jiang Shuya also gave up, knelt on the ground, trembling and saying: "If it wasn't for the eldest brother who was seriously ill and had to take medicine, I wouldn't be willing to go to work as a housekeeper. The robbery is also luck. I beg my eldest brother to save me a fate. My father and my brother are still waiting for me to get my silver tael back home to save my life.

Just now when these people came in, only the headed man had no evil thoughts in his eyes. Jiang Shuya looked at him and seemed to disdain to be with these rough people. Anyway, he would end up either with humiliation or death. Why not give it a try?

She whimpered: "The second master of Xie Guogong's mansion is a beast. The women who raised a yard all used them for fun. If they were happy, they would have a meal, and if they were unhappy, they would also have a meal. It is for the next time to fight, and even the incense will bring us for fun."

She said sincerely, with grief and grief, even Xie Pei almost believed it. She began to doubt her own cognition...this, this is her second brother, right?

Men are the most greedy for power and color, and they are the easiest to be pinched by power and color.

Seeing the beauty in tears, even the gangster who had just started killing intent and evil thoughts felt weak.

"Those high-ranking families never treat us ordinary people as human beings." Jiang Shuyao said angrily.

She cried so much that she completely cried off the gangsters' insults. Everyone was born in poverty. Listening to what she said, and thinking about what happened to them, they felt like the same enemy.

But this is only useful for gangsters with a stubborn brain. The headed man's complexion remained unchanged, and his eyes swept across her face, obviously not removing some of his thoughts.

"You said your family is poor, how can you raise such flesh and blood?"

Xie Pei listened to the side, and instantly broke into a cold sweat.

Jiang Shuyao started crying again, saying, "If it weren't for the young lady of a wealthy family, how could I be sold into Xie Guogong's mansion? It is because of this that my brother's illness can be saved."

"Okay, it's okay, crying, my brain is hurting from crying." A gangster next to him interrupted.

Jiang Shuyao closed her voice, and her cautious appearance was indeed like a humble and humble woman.

"Brother, let's talk about how to solve them later. I've been hungry for a day, let's find something to cushion our stomachs."

Xie Pei's hand grasping Jiang Shuyao's cuffs loosened, a kind of rejoicing for the rest of his life.

Thinking that this is the end of the matter, Jiang Shuyao suddenly said: "Brothers, if you don't dislike it, let me cook a meal for you."

As soon as these words were spoken, the headed man finally believed her identity. Because neither the high gate mistress nor the rich lady would cook in person, only civilian women would enter and leave the kitchen.

His eyes fell on Jiang Shuyao a little bit less murderous, and said: "I'll go with you."

Jiang Shuyao Nuonuo nodded, pulled the stiff Xie Pei, and followed the man out of the house.

He stared at the side, and it was difficult for Jiang Shuyao to make small movements.

The monks in the temple eat simply, every day they just order hot vegetables under the buns, and Jiang Shuyao can't make flowers no matter how good it is.

Xie Pei, who was prone to revealing stuff, was sent to wash the vegetables. She opened the basket and looked at it. There were still a few steamed buns inside.

Burn wood to heat the steamed buns, and then blanch the greens, to barely make up enough for a meal.

She was quick in her hands, and she saw that she was the one who cooks all the time. No matter how suspicious she was, the gangster had to believe her, thinking she was really a civilian woman.

After the meal was finished, the two were locked up in the previous house.

The breath that Xie Pei was hanging just now disappeared, and said with difficulty, "Will they still kill us?"

Jiang Shuyao sighed: "This is not what I fear most."

Xie Pei knew what she meant, and his face was pale, as if for a while to comfort himself, and asked, "Doesn't the gangster want a ransom?"

Jiang Shuyao shook his head: "They sound like desperadoes hiding in Tibet. I guess they brought us back because it was not easy to mop up."

Xie Pei was silent.

After a while, she suddenly held Jiang Shuyao's hand: "The previous thing was that I was wrong..."

Jiang Shuya patted the back of her hand.

Xie Pei suddenly shed tears. He dared not look at Jiang Shuyao's eyes. He wiped his face on his sleeves, sniffed, and said, "I heard people say that there was a noble lady who was taken away by bandits. After she was rescued, they all had their hair cut off and become a sister. went."

Jiang Shuyao looked down at her.

Xie Pei was emotionally broken and his nose flushed from crying: "I'm afraid. I'm afraid that I won't be able to escape. I'm afraid that the family won't want me if I escape."

"The old lady spoils you so much, she won't."

Xie Pei choked a few times, crying so much that he couldn't speak clearly: "What about you, what do you do?"

This question froze Jiang Shuyao.

She only paid attention to how to escape, how to survive, and how to reduce the possibility of being violated, but forgot that this is not modern. In her eyes, no matter if it is she or the abducted ladies, everyone is a victim, but obviously for the ancients, what everyone would do more than sympathize and pity them is to name them " The shackles of "unclean".

Even Xie Pei, who grew up splendid and spoiled, would worry that his family would be disgusted. This concept has long been carved into the bones of the ancients.

Xie Pei is still crying. She seems to have thought about the miserable future, and she is unavoidably afraid, but she wants to relieve Jiang Shuyao: "Don't be afraid, third brother, third brother...maybe you won't mind." She wanted to say categorically that Xie Xie no. I would mind, but I can't say anything.

Jiang Shuya was excited, and a few short words seemed to her like a scream.

Once she saw Xie Langqing elegant, considerate and gentle, thinking that he must be a beloved one in a million, but he was only one of the feudal men, so she was extremely disappointed and sad.

Before that, she thought that she pityed Zhou and Lin from the perspective of a bystander, but now she suddenly realized that Xie Xun was sober, and she realized that she might not have any thoughts of hurting them.

She was in a daze, the wooden door was pushed open with a "creak", and Xie Pei's cries went out.

Jiang Shuyao immediately regained consciousness, put aside distracting thoughts, and concentrated on dealing with the incoming person.

This time only the leading man came, his eyes fell on Xie Pei: "You go out."

Xie Pei shocked all over and looked at Jiang Shuyao in a panic.

Jiang Shuyao still looks humble and pitiful: "Brother, my sister is still young, so I can't stand it."

The man was silent, Jiang Shuyao bowed his head tremblingly.

Men have been following nobles for so many years, and have seen many beauties, but few are more beautiful than the woman in front of them. For these people, great beauty is always untouchable.

But now it's different. This woman is extremely beautiful, born in poverty, without danger, humble and meek, and she can never find it. It would be too violent to kill her simply, or to enjoy with those rough people.

He walked over and softened his voice: "Do you want to go back to Xie Guo Gong's Mansion?"

Jiang Shuyao raised his head with tears, her beautiful eyes filled with terror: "No, I don't want to go back."

"Then you are willing to live with me?" He was waiting for this answer.

Jiang Shuyao did not answer immediately. After hesitating, she tentatively asked: "Then what should I do with my sister?" Before the man answered, she straightened her upper body and said sincerely, "Big brother, I'll tell the truth, what we civilian girls ask for It's simple, but I just want to live well. If the eldest brother can protect our sisters, I will be a cow and a horse, and tie the grass."

Hearing these words, Xie Pei was so frightened that she couldn't breathe, she knew what was going to happen next.

The man smiled cheerfully: "Okay." Turning his head and saying to Xie Pei, "You go out, with my instructions, they dare not touch you."

Jiang Shuyao held Chaizi's palm tightly, his whole body tight.

Xie Pei cried and did not want to leave. The man had no patience.

Remembering to give face to the beauty, he endured no action, shouting loudly to come in and drag Xie Pei away.

After Xie Pei was dragged away, the wooden door snapped and locked.

Jiang Shuyao couldn't calm down anymore, and the tight string in her heart suddenly broke. At this point, she had exhausted all her strength.

She jerked away the man approaching her, but when she turned around, she was caught by the sleeve of her sleeve. With a "swish", one sleeve was torn off.

It seemed that the beauty was particularly moving when she was frightened. The man slowly walked towards her while **** his robe, and said with a smile: "Why do you want to hide, regret it?"

Jiang Shuyao collapsed completely, his palms were sweaty, and he pinched Chaizi desperately.

The moment the man walked over and approached, she instinctively waved towards his neck.

Maybe it was stabbed, maybe not, Jiang Shuyao's mind was chaotic. After the extreme fear, his vision has become blurred, and his tinnitus bursts.

She heard the man's screams and felt him turn over and fall beside her, not breathing, twitching and howling in pain.

Stabbed?

Jiang Shuyao stared blankly at the golden hairpin in his hand—not bloody.

She raised her head, and the figure against the light in her blurred vision gradually became clear.

The **** sword tip, the bright official uniform... Finally, Xie Xun's face.

Others were afraid of Xie Xun because he always had a cold face, but Jiang Shuyao knew that there was not much emotion in his cold face.

It wasn't until this moment that she saw what Xie Xun really looked like with a cold face.

His face was frosty, his eyes filled with hostility, the air around him solidified and suppressed, he was like a quenched cold sword, his body was full of sharp energy, making Jiang Shuyao instinctively afraid to retreat.

His eyes fell on the man who had removed his robe, and then turned back to her arm that was exposed after the sleeve was torn off.

The man was still struggling. He just got up on his knees, and Xie Xun cut his head with a sword without blinking.

There seemed to be a sound of blood splashing, Jiang Shuyao smelled the blood in the air, and his blurred vision only focused on Xie Xun's hostile face.

She hated her lack of promise, and when Xie Xun's eyes fell on her arm again, her first reaction was to hide her arm behind her back.

Xie Xun suddenly strode forward, and when she backed down subconsciously, he yanked her and embraced her with one hand.

His tone was no longer as flat as usual, and his voice trembled: "Is it all right?"

In front of him was a bright color of official clothes, and beside his ears was the sound of his heart beating sharply in his chest.

Jiang Shuyao's reason has not yet returned to the basket, and he subconsciously wants to explain that he is not defiled, and he is afraid that Xie Xun is the kind of feudal man whose wife is just taken away and thinks she is not innocent enough.

Just when she spoke the word "I", the long backlog of fear suddenly crushed her, teardrops kept rolling down, sobbing and crying.

The iron fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Xie Xun didn't hesitate to lose his sword, just to hold her deeper into his arms.