Chapter 296 The Dung Carrying Girl
The maid assumed, "Since it's called Yangbao, it must be a treasure from a sheep. It looks like a sheep's heart, but it should be bigger. Maybe it's a sheep's liver."
Miss Qin, have you ever eaten lamb treasure? What does it taste like? "
Luo Jiu waved his hands repeatedly, "I haven't eaten it, and I guess you wouldn't want to eat it even if you knew about it."
She handed the roast chicken on the table to them and said, "I can't eat that much, so I'll share this among you. Look at what else you want to eat on the table, just take it."
The two maids drooled at the sight of the yellow roast chicken, but they dared not take any. "No, if we eat something secretly, we will be beaten with fifty sticks. If Butler Ma finds out, we will be dead."
Luo Jiu whispered, "There are only three of us here. If I don't tell you and you don't tell me, who would know? Eat, eat here, don't let anyone see."
Luo Jiu pulled out a stool next to him, but the two of them declined and didn't dare to sit down.
They looked around and finally pressed against the door tightly, fearing that someone would come in. They looked at the roast chicken with excitement and nervousness, "Sister, we won't sit down, we'll eat here."
As they talked, the two of them squatted at the door and timidly shared a roast chicken.
Luo Jiu looked at this scene with mixed feelings.
She always felt that whether a country is well governed or not does not depend on how rich and outstanding the people at the top are, but on whether the people at the bottom live comfortably and decently.
After coming to Yi County these days, she felt that the burden on her shoulders had become heavier.
She was at fault for failing to notice how hard life was for the people here.
She worked so hard to get to a high position so that people at the bottom of society could live a life without worries about food and clothing, instead of having to hide and cower in a corner like thieves just to eat a little meat like they do now.
How can the laborer who works the longest hours and the hardest be a thief?
They should clearly sit at the table and enjoy all the fruits of their labor as a matter of course. This is what they deserve.
Luo Jiu sighed deeply in his heart, as if he saw an invisible mountain pressing down on their heads, forcing them to always keep their heads down and live a hopeless life day after day.
Luo Jiu secretly swore that she would completely overthrow this mountain and change Yi County completely.
And at this moment, she chose to hold that half potato, sit on the ground with her people, and feel the life they were experiencing.
The two maids were anxious and ate voraciously, with grease stains on their mouths, but they couldn't stop smiling.
Seeing Luo Jiu sitting down, they immediately tore off a large piece of chicken for her and handed it to her mouth, "Sister, eat it, it's delicious."
Luo Jiu's eyes felt sore, and he took a small bite from her hand, "You guys eat it, I love this potato with ham flavor."
The three women sat down and started chatting unconsciously.
The two maids began to share with Luo Jiu the interesting stories in the mansion. No matter what Luo Jiu asked, they answered every question.
They knew which officials often came and went here, and they also knew which people below often came to give gifts to curry favor with Ma Youguang.
At the end of the conversation, Luo Jiu asked about their life in the mansion, "There are so many chefs, which one is responsible for cooking for you?"
The maid said: "Neither of them is responsible. The chef only cooks for the master, and the meals we servants eat are cooked by Aunt Fatty.
Auntie Pang was in charge of feeding the pigs in the backyard. After feeding the pigs every day, she would cook for us. The cabbage soup even smelled like pig shit. "
Luo Jiu chuckled, "How could that be? She eats it too, doesn't she dislike it?"
The maid laughed and said, "I guess she either didn't wash her hands or the pigsty smell was too strong. Auntie Pang's cooking is really not good, but those of us who are used to it are fine."
But today a new girl came to the backyard to carry manure. She was tall and strong. She burst into tears after eating a bite of Aunt Fatty’s food. She cried loudly and said that she had never suffered such hardship in her life.
New here today? Luo Jiu was startled, "What's that girl's name?"
The maid thought for a moment and said, "It seems her name is Xiaoqi."
Luo Jiu tried his best to hold back his laughter. "Xiao Qi, she sounds like a miserable person. Do you know where she lives?"
"Yes, there is a small mud house behind the pigsty, which is specially used by people who carry dung to live in."
Luo Jiu wrapped the half potato in his hand with brown paper and said, "Please do me a favor and send this to Xiao Qi quietly. Tell her that I heard about her experience and I feel very sorry for her. Give this to her."
"Ah?" The maid was a little confused. "Give her half a potato? That's not good, right? There's still a chicken head left from this roast chicken. Give it to her."
Luo Jiu insisted: "No, just give her this, and you just do as I say."
After the two maids finished eating the roast chicken, they hurried out, went around to the backyard, and knocked on the door of the earthen house.
Feng Qi was lying on the broken wooden bed thinking about life. She was tired after a day's work and someone was watching her. She couldn't be lazy. She was starving after carrying manure all day.
After waiting so long for the meal, the food still smelled like pig manure.
She was so angry that she burst into tears. She thought about going back to her room to sleep and talking about it when she woke up. However, the broken bed creaked when she turned over.
She lay straight on it, motionless, and just as she was about to fall asleep, the pig next door started grunting again.
Feng Qi kicked the air hard twice. Just as he was about to enter the space and not come out, and disappear on the spot, someone came knocking on the door.
She opened the door and saw two little girls.
"Xiao Qi, it's a good thing you didn't sleep. Miss Qin said that she heard about your experience and she felt very sorry for you, so she asked us to give this to you."
Feng Qi took it and saw that it was still hot. She took a big bite and then remembered to ask, "Miss Qin? Which Miss Qin?"
"She is the college student from the mansion, Miss Qin who is good at accounting. Butler Ma invited her from outside."
Feng Qi was stunned, and the mashed potatoes in his mouth suddenly lost their flavor.
Good man, knowing how miserable I was, he gave me half a potato? And he was very sympathetic to me?
Feng Qi didn't want to sleep anymore. She asked about Miss Qin's address and said she would go and "thank you" in person if she had the chance.
As soon as the two maids left, she immediately closed the door and went to find Luo Jiu.
Luo Jiu had just washed his hands, and when he turned around, the window was pushed open from the outside. Feng Qi jumped in from the window and asked him, "What are you doing? Do you know how miserable I am? You just asked someone to send me half a potato?
We have gone through so much together, and I am in such a miserable state, yet you didn't even bother to come and see me in person. Is that good enough?"
Luo Jiu looked at her angry look and couldn't help but smile. He whispered, "Then I can't tell others that the girl carrying manure is my friend. Can you invite her to dinner? If I don't give you half a potato, can you come by yourself?"
Luo Jiu walked to the table and pulled out a stool for her. "Look, I've covered it with a plate. It's all hot, just waiting for you to eat."
Feng Qi looked at the table full of delicacies, and his eyes suddenly lit up. "Hey, I told you, you definitely wouldn't do things this way. You must be thinking of me."
She rolled up her sleeves and went to the side to wash her hands. Luo Jiu silently rolled his eyes and muttered, "Don't I know you? You have a bullish temper, a monkey temperament, stubborn and impatient. You are a chameleon, and you can change your attitude very quickly."
Feng Qi was not angry when she heard her say that, and even joked to himself: "Then you should say one less thing. I still have a pig's stomach. Besides Fu Bao, who else can I eat it?"
Luo Jiu chuckled and threw a pig's trotter onto her plate. "Are you still proud? Eat your pig brother's trotter."
Feng Qi: "I don't know if Yaoyao and Jialing have food to eat, and I don't know how they are doing."
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