Ancient Foodie Survival Guide

The next day, Xie Xun finished his breakfast and cleaned up, but there was no movement in the east wing.

He sighed, "I expected it to be like this". He walked all the way to the door of the east wing. He didn't see a big maid in the yard. They were all nestled in the east wing and didn't know what they were doing.

Xie Xun walked to the door, and wanted to cross the threshold, he hesitated, but knocked on the door frame first.

"Xie Boyuan?" Jiang Shuyao's shout came from inside.

"It's me." Xie Xun replied.

"Come here!" Her voice was surprised.

Xie Xun walked into the house, and along the way saw a large number of exquisite embroidered belts on the table, a dozen pairs of exquisite embroidered shoes beside the screen, and around the screen, he saw a chaise longue that was overwhelmed by clothes.

The corner of his eyebrow jumped.

Going further inside, I saw Jiang Shuyao sitting in front of the dressing table.

The surrounding maids were holding their breath, and the room was extremely quiet.

Xie Xun was puzzled, just about to speak, Jiang Shuyao suddenly turned around, and his words suddenly got stuck in his throat.

The daylight pouring down from the carved window, set off the shining pearl on her dark cloud temple. Jin Bu Yao was decorated with fine tassels and sprinkled on her face the fine swaying light and shadow, thin lips, light rouge, and smudged to the corners of her eyes, so that the already agile eyes were dyed charmingly and beautifully, with spring water in them, Gu Pan Brilliance.

Xie Xie was in a daze for a moment, his eyes seemed to be scalded, and he quickly moved away.

"Xie Boyuan, come here." She said, her tone nasalized from anxiety, as if she was acting like a baby.

Xie Xun's hands behind his back squeezed tightly, and Yiyan walked towards her, but he didn't dare to fall on her lotus face.

"The bronze mirror photo is not clear, can you help me paste the flower tin?" she said, "I let them help, they don't want to do it."

Xie Xun heard her complain, and understood why the maid would not help.

Yue Mo was afraid that her clumsy hand would ruin the beauty of her eyebrows.

He sighed in his heart, did not dare to refuse, and accepted Hua Tian.

Jiang Shuyao raised his head, and when he looked up, the tails of his eyes rose, and the brows of the rouge-stained eyebrows became a little more charming.

Xie Xun shook his hand and almost didn't clamp Hua Tian.

It's a pity that the more nervous he is, the tighter his face is, and he looks cold, frowning and pursing his lips, making him more alienated and indifferent.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Shuya was a little embarrassed: "Are you angry?"

Xie Xie said, "Huh?", shaking and sticking to her. The hand that can hold the pen and knife on weekdays, but almost can't hold the light gold leaf.

Jiang Shuya obediently raised his forehead, and his gaze swept across his eyebrows. When he was focused, he looked cold and looked a bit fierce, and she did not dare to take a closer look.

"Am I annoying you waiting, sorry." She spoke softly.

Xie Xun put the gold foil directly on her forehead, his voice tense: "No."

Jiang Shuya thought to himself, he was really angry when he waited.

"I was offended by touching that yesterday. I'm sorry." The two are getting closer now. Jiang Shuya sees him as if he is looking at an old beloved, stinky-faced schoolboy brother next door. He forgot to guard against men and women, too much. Jumped off.

Fortunately, Hua Tian had already posted it, otherwise Xie Xun would have to shake his hand and tilt to the horizon.

This time he didn't answer, and passed the thing to the maid, without saying a word, turning away with cold face and hands behind his back.

Jiang Shuya frowned Liu's eyebrows: "What should I do, it seems to be very angry."

The beauty frowned, and even the maids felt distressed, and quickly comforted.

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Xie Pei arrived in front of the hall, and saw that Jiang Shuyao hadn't arrived yet, and complained: "Why is she so procrastinated, she is the only one left--"

Before he finished speaking, he saw Jiang Shuya hurried over with his skirt.

At the entrance is a gorgeous red, like a fire like a hibiscus. Jiang Shuyao wears a hairpin and a bead on his head. It is obviously a tacky gold ornament, but it is not at all gaudy, only rich and luxurious.

Even so, the most eye-catching face of the whole body was that brilliant face, which instantly became a foil.

Xie Pei suddenly thought of the Concubine Lin at the Winter Night Palace Banquet, the cloud pile of green buns, graceful and graceful, Huarong graceful, sitting on the side of the emperor, really called a six palace pink and dai, no color, obviously a beautiful beauty, but Make people afraid to look closely.

Xie Pei's heart seemed to be pinched.

She hurriedly glanced at her third brother, saw that he was as cold as before, relieved, and said, her third brother is not someone who will be tempted by beauty.

When everyone went to the Long Princess House, Jiang Shuyao and Xie Pei and Xu Clan shared the same car.

When Xu met her, he was stunned for a moment, and then he exaggerated a few words without hesitation.

A few words of compliment made Xie Pei's ears itchy, and he swept Jiang Shuyao's face again. Seeing her slightly raised her eyes to look over, her heart trembled and she quickly avoided.

She squeezed the cloth under her body tightly, and crumpled the satin chair surface.

what happened? !

Xie Pei gritted her teeth and thought, it was obvious that she was born so vulgar and mean, but in a short time she has become so rich and charming.

She thought of Jiang Shuyao's dress before, and compared it to the present, she vaguely understood, but she was also a little confused. If she was dressed like this once, how would she be laughed at by those ladies.

Although the gate of the princess's mansion was wide and spacious, it was still crowded with carriages coming to the mansion.

The sun is coming up, and the sun is getting bored, and everyone is a little anxious. Some people in the big family have long recognized the carriage to serve, and those with lower ranks can only do it.

Lin Cheng got out of the carriage and happened to see Xie Xun who had just got off the carriage not far away.

He passed through the crowd and the carriage, and came to Xie Xun to say hello.

Last time I went to his house for a meal, Lin Cheng asked the cook to try the duck blood vermicelli soup when he came back. He didn't know how many ducks he killed to get his blood. It made him jump and got scolded by his father.

He had heard about the horrible things of the eldest lady from the Boss House in Xiangyang, and also saw her pretentious face, but because of a bowl of duck blood fan soup, he is very optimistic about her now, wishing that she and Xie Xun would forget their grudges. The husband and wife are in love for a lifetime.

The coachman bowed to the horse stool in front of the carriage, the maid opened the curtain, the pearl hairpin rang softly, and Lin Cheng subconsciously turned his head to look.

The sun was dazzling, and before he had time to evade, he stared at Jiang Shuyao, his heartbeat slowed by a beat.

Fangrong and beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, hibiscus is not as beautiful as makeup.

He lowered his eyes in a panic, tugging at Xie Xun and asking in a shy and nervous voice, "Bo Yuan, the younger sister has grown up, and she has the beautiful fragrance of the country."

Xie Xie glanced at him sideways and said coldly, "That's my wife, Jiang."

Lin Cheng took a breath and almost choked himself.

His mind was muddled, and it took a long while to hear Xie Xun's words.

"how is this possible?!"

The same sentence sounded on the other side.

Ms. Li pulled Ms. Song Er's sleeve and looked at Jiang Shuya in disbelief.

"Impossible!" She said, "How could she be a different person in a short period of time, obviously she was not as good as..." It's better to have a good-looking life. This is the reason why she blames Jiang Da day and night, how can such an ugly and untalented woman climb into the star and moon-like figure of Xie Lang.

"I saw that she was the same as before. She changed her dress, put on full makeup, and opened her eyebrows. It's normal for her to look different."

"Huh, it's just lining with a dress and a hairpin." Miss Ling Si said, everyone was silent, although she knew it was not the reason, she still tried to deceive herself.

Seeing Xie Pei coming over, she surrounded her and murmured ill of Jiang Shuyao. After all, when Jiang Shuyao was about to marry, Xie Pei cursed the shameless and reputed woman with blood.

Xie Pei's expression was bad, and everyone was happy.

"Ape, why are you looking bad?"

"It's because of Jiang's grandeur, right?"

"Yeah, it's uncomfortable for me to look at her pretentiousness. Who would I show you wearing a pearl hairpin? This is a banquet, not a look." This is a bit heavy, but no one refutes it. .

Xie Pei raised his eyes to the person who was speaking. The man thought he was in Xie Pei’s mind, and quickly added: "Even if you are dressed like this, you can only be called a common word, how can it be worthy of your brother's bright moon Where's your gentleman?"

The lady next to him twittered and said: "Yes, yes."

Xie Pei's face was not good, and his tone was even worse: "She is not good enough—"

There was joy on everyone's faces. Xie Pei is Xie Lang's own sister. If he scolds Jiang Da like this, Xie Lang must have treated Jiang Da...

As soon as I thought, I heard Xie Pei continue to say: "Are you worthy of it again?"

Everyone was stunned, unable to believe what they heard.

Xie Pei swept across the faces of these people, and said to the person who had just agreed: "Or do you rely on you?"

Turning his head again, he swept across another person: "Or rely on you?" She deliberately combed her makeup, but she couldn't even match the appearance of Jiang Shu's plain cloth.

No matter if they were hit by her or standing next to them, everyone's complexion was suddenly blue, and their faces were burnt.

Xie Pei's eyes were only lightly falling on their faces, but they were like shining sunlight, illuminating all the gloomy jealousy in their hearts.

Xie Pei was quite used to it and didn't care about their faces.

"Forget it, I see this capital city, only she can be worthy of my brother."

Finally someone couldn't help it: "Xie Pei! What do you mean by that? Who can see her in the capital? We are just saying a few words, are you?"

"Say a few words?" Xie Pei ignored their anger, "You can say whatever you want in front of others, I can't control it, and tell me in front of me, why shouldn't I stop it? Did I listen to my family being chewed by others and have to endure it? ?"

She slammed her shoulders away from the person in the way, and walked away with an unhappy face.

After she left, the people who were so angry just now finally dared to speak.

"What's so great, who will show your face?"

"Isn't it just relying on Xie Guogong's momentum, huh, she dare to treat the eldest lady of Prime Minister Ge's family like this?"

As if seeing hope, everyone began to agree: "Yes, the first talented woman in Beijing can always be worthy of Master Xie, right?"

"Furthermore, Miss Ge Bingxue is smart, she is out of the ordinary, Jiang Da's kind of straw bag, it is not worthy to give her shoes!"

When the carriage passed by, Miss Ge Ge Qingshu in their mouth lifted the corner of the driving curtain, with beautiful features and white clothes, as if there was no cannibalistic firework.

Even the tone of the mouth was faint: "Ningdong, do you really mean what they say?"

Ningdong lowered his head and said respectfully: "Naturally."