[Red Mansion+Qing Chuan] The heroine comes from the last days

There is not much difference between outside the city and inside the city, at least in Jiang Ling's eyes, there is no world of difference.

She followed the bustling people to the outside of the city, and soon saw a peach grove, followed by an apricot grove.It's late autumn now, most of the apricots and peaches on the branches have fallen, and there are only scattered small wilted fruits hanging on the branches, which can barely satisfy their hunger.

Jiang Ling didn't care about other things, picked off the small fruits on the branches, washed them in the river, and ate them in small bites.

The river in ancient times was not polluted, and it tasted sweet and sweet, even the wilting small fruits were extraordinarily sweet.

She didn't dare to eat too fast, her stomach was hungry for too long, and eating too fast would hurt her stomach.After eating five or six small fruits sporadically, she finished eating this time, and went to the tea shop outside the city gate, asking the owner of the shop for two charcoal fires.

If you want to spend the night in the wild, you can't do it without a fire.

The owner of the shop glanced at her in disgust, threw two pieces of charcoal out, and didn't even look at her.She lowered her head and smelled the scent on her body, and couldn't help laughing.The way I am now, it avoids the possibility of being robbed.

Returning to the field with two charcoal fires, Jiang Ling quickly gathered a small pile of firewood and started to burn it.

After living in the last days for a long time, everyone has developed the ability to survive in the wild, and so is Jiang Ling.This world is safe and sound, there are no zombies, no nuclear dust everywhere, even the wilderness is a paradise for her.

Jiang Ling poked the fire, picked two sharp branches, and speared two big fish in the field.

This skill was honed by Jiang Ling in the last days.But at that time, what she forked was not a fish, but a zombie fish.

Some clumsily disembowel the belly, clean the fish belly, and grill it on the fire. Although there is no salt, the tender taste is enough to make people eat their tongues.Jiang Ling ate two big strips in one go, only to feel his stomach bulging, his whole body warmed up, and even his palms were sweating a little.

However, she did not go to the bath.

It's not that she doesn't want to clean up her body, but that her body is dirty and fishy, ​​which is the best protective color in the wilderness.No one would lay hands on such a dirty, fishy, ​​yellow and thin girl. At least, her personal safety can be guaranteed.Jiang Lingzai cleaned up the surroundings carefully, put out half of the fire, sealed it with stones, and fell asleep leaning against a big tree.

This was the best sleep she had had in ten years, and it was also the most peaceful sleep.

The sky gradually darkened, and fewer people entered and exited the city gate.A quarter of an hour before the city gate closed, a tall carriage slowly drove out.The guard stepped forward and interrogated a few sentences before letting him go.Under the curtain of the carriage, there is a small word "Jia" embroidered in gold thread.

The coachman's expression was a little impatient, but he still steered the two steeds steadily and drove forward.

When passing the apricot forest, a voice suddenly came from the car: "Wait."

The coachman stopped the carriage and asked impatiently, "Is there something else for Mrs. Wang?"

The curtain of the car was lifted by a pair of old hands, and a woman in her 60s and [-]s stepped out of the car, she was probably the Mrs. Wang mentioned by the driver.The woman looked into the woods for a moment, her eyes resting on a small shadow.It was obviously a little girl of eleven or twelve years old, her face hadn't opened yet, and the ragged jacket on her body was so dirty that she couldn't see the color clearly.The woman looked at it for a moment, with a smug smile on her face:

"When I return to the city tomorrow, you will drive me here."

This little episode did not trouble Jiang Ling, she still slept soundly in her dream.

Early the next morning, Jiang Ling was awakened by the crisp sound of birdsong. She rubbed her eyes, glanced at the sparrow on the branch that disturbed her sleep, got up and went to the river to wash.Although you can't take a bath for the time being, it is still necessary to rinse your mouth and clean your face.

Otherwise, she is so dirty that she can't even stand it.

After washing, she dug out a handful of mud from the river and wiped it on her face.At first glance, she looked more like a thin, dirty, fishy, ​​muddy little girl who couldn't even tell her appearance.Not to mention being a robber, even she herself despises it.

After a meal, Jiang Ling forked another big fish from the river, and with the embers of last night, he rekindled the fire and cooked it.But before she ate half of it, she saw a tall carriage driving towards this side from a distance.

In the faint morning light, Jiang Ling suddenly had the illusion that he was in a dream.

She watched the carriage drive towards her, and a thin old woman got out of the carriage and smiled at her friendly.Jiang Ling frowned, quickly dropped the fishbone in his hand to the ground, grabbed a sharp stone next to him, and put on a defensive posture.

After staying in the last days for a long time, she instinctively doesn't trust anyone.

The old lady let out a soft "Hey" and put on a more amiable smile.She stretched out her wrinkled hands and rubbed the top of Jiang Ling's head, as if she didn't dislike her smelly and bird's nest-like head, then bent down and asked kindly: "Girl, are you alone?" ?”

Jiang Ling looked at her vigilantly, but didn't speak.

The old woman introduced herself: "My surname is Wang, and I am a well-known Mrs. Wang in all towns and villages. I even know the grandmas in Jia's mansion. Do you recognize me?" Crumpled cloth.

Jiang Ling searched the memory of his previous life for a moment, and after confirming that he had never heard of this person, he shook his head.

Mrs. Wang let out a soft "噫" again, and said more and more amiably: "I see you are all alone, and you are in the wilderness, and you will be abducted by the bad guys one day if you don't make sure. I have a very good one." Idea, do you want to listen to it?"

Jiang Ling pursed her lips slightly and did not speak.

Mrs. Wang said to herself: "Look at what I eat and what I use, everything is exquisite. It's only because I climbed up with a few grandmas in Jia's mansion a few years ago that I lived this beautiful life." A good life. Girl, do you want to live a good life?"

Jiang Ling stared at her for a long time before asking in a hoarse voice, "What do you want to do?"

If she was really a 12-year-old child, she might have been abducted by Mrs. Wang.

Mrs. Wang showed a smug smile: "Of course I took the girl to live a good life. Girl, a group of maids have been released from Jia's mansion these two days. The manpower is a bit tight, so my wife ordered me to come out and buy a few maids. .Girl, it’s not the old lady who cheated on you. If you enter the Rongguo Mansion, even the most ordinary fire-burning girl will be better than you, who sleeps in the open.”

After saying that, Mrs. Wang stopped talking, as if she was waiting for Jiang Ling to make a decision.

Jiang Ling was really taken aback at first.

She knew the extravagance depicted in Dream of the Red Chamber, and also knew that the maids in the Rongguo Mansion lived better than the daughters in the small households.In this unfamiliar world, if she can enter Jia's mansion, even if she is a small maid, it is much better than sleeping in the open.

However, Mrs. Wang is not related to her, so why did she suddenly choose her as a beggar?

If Mrs. Wang is kind, then she is too kind.

Jiang Ling looked Mrs. Wang up and down, as if hesitating.Mrs. Wang didn't bother her either. Within a radius of twenty miles, there wasn't any poor girl who could resist the temptation to enter Jia's mansion, let alone a little beggar who slept in the open.She was not afraid that Jiang Ling would refuse.

After a long time, Jiang Ling's slightly frowned brows relaxed, and she raised her head slightly to look at Mrs. Wang, and said softly: "Dare to ask my mother-in-law, how much money does my wife promise you to sell yourself? I have one more maid for nothing, and I can even spare a little if I don't say anything." 20 taels?"

Mrs. Wang was taken aback for a moment, with a look of astonishment on her face.

Jiang Ling said softly, "I'm a business with no capital."

This time Mrs. Wang was genuinely stunned.

Wang Pozi looked down at Jiang Ling, trying to see something strange on the little beggar's face.But the little beggar was still quiet, his eyes were black and white, with a faint glaze-like color, moist and transparent, as if he had read a book.

A smart and transparent little beggar?

Wang Pozi's eyes lit up, and there was a faint glow of eagerness.

Seeing Mrs. Wang's expression, Jiang Ling knew that she was probably right.Wang's wife is probably an ancient matchmaker, entrusted by a lady in Jia's mansion to go out to buy maids.But in ancient times, the daughters of poor families would get a sum of money from the prostitutes before selling themselves as maids.If Mrs. Wang took a little beggar from the road and went back, then the money for selling herself would be saved.

In this way, one in and one out, at least 20 taels of income.

Jiang Ling thought to himself, as expected, there is nothing in this world to be courteous, most likely it is profitable.

She slightly squeezed the sharp stone in her hand, and lowered her eyebrows and eyes slightly: "Grandma's words are true. I am alone and live in the open air. If I can work as a maid in Jia's mansion, it will be a great benefit. But-" —Some things, I want to talk to my mother-in-law."

Half an hour later, Mrs. Wang took Jiang Ling into the carriage and drove towards Jia's mansion.

Besides Jiang Ling, there were two pretty girls in the car, probably brought back by Mrs. Wang from the countryside.Jiang Ling smiled at them friendly, put the pointed stone into his sleeve, leaned against the carriage, closed his eyes and meditated.

In the half hour just now, she negotiated three conditions with Mrs. Wang.

First, Mrs. Wang will give her two taels of silver.

Mrs. Wang was greedy for the more than ten taels of money for selling her body, so she picked her, a little beggar, halfway. Naturally, she could rely on this to negotiate terms with Mrs. Wang.Two taels of silver was a very suitable amount, which would allow her to make a good start in Jia's mansion, but would not hurt Mrs. Wang, and she could continue to negotiate terms.

Second, she only signed a 20-year contract of prostitution.

Jiang Ling knew that if he sold himself as a servant, he would become a slave.Although Mrs. Wang hesitated at first, she never concealed it too much because she had the idea that Jiang Ling had studied. The 20-year contract of selling herself is equivalent to selling the best years of her life to Jia's mansion. Although it is not a death contract, it is enough to satisfy the wives of Jia's mansion.

Third, they return from bridge to bridge and return from bridge to bridge, and they have nothing to do with each other.

Jiang Ling held Mrs. Wang's shortcoming in her hand, and Mrs. Wang knew her details, so no one could deceive the other.The best result is that after the deal is done, they all act as if they don't know each other, that's the best.

As for the coachman who saw everything? ...

If Mrs. Wang can't manage even him, then naturally she won't do this business.

Jiang Ling leaned against the carriage to rest for a while, then heard a creak and the car stopped.

Wang Pozi said coldly, "Come down, let me wash you up."

Jiang Ling got out of the carriage according to her words, followed Mrs. Wang into a residential house, washed the mud off her body with soap locusts, changed into clean cloth clothes, braided a simple big braid, and followed Mrs. Wang returned to the carriage.

This delay was another half an hour.But after some cleaning up, Jiang Ling looked like a daughter of a poor family.

Mrs. Wang was very fond of the two taels of silver, so the hot water for the bath, the clean clothes, and the braided headbands were all deducted from Jiang Ling's two taels of silver.Jiang Ling smiled, and she didn't care about the one or two coins, but just bought peace.

After a while, the carriage creaked to a stop.Jia's mansion has arrived.

The three little girls in the car, and the five little girls gathered by Mrs. Wang the day before yesterday, a total of eight little girls stood neatly in front of Jia's mansion, waiting for the people inside to come out and pick them.The boys in front of the door poked their heads, pointing and laughing from time to time.

Jiang Ling suddenly remembered that the maids in Jia's mansion seemed to be matched with servants.

She lowered her head quietly, but frowned slightly.Due to good professional habits, I didn't say a word.

In front of future employers, being quiet and courteous is a safe business card, at least it will not be brushed off at the first level.

Not long after, two old ladies came out of Jia's mansion. After asking Mrs. Wang something, they nodded and led them into the mansion.