It's really hard to just farm peacefully.

Chapter 185

The lady at the guesthouse was delighted to hear Jiang Yan's "expectation." "My dear girl, you must be joking. Changing your status is not that easy. You can move wherever you want."

Jiang Yan was puzzled: "If I don't change my Huang nationality, I can rent a house and live there. That should be fine, right..."

The lady at the guesthouse nodded: "Yes, it is possible, but it is expensive. Do you have the money?"

Before Jiang Yan could ask about the rental price, the lady at the guesthouse spontaneously listed the prices of various places in the city, concluding, "So I'm telling you, it's not worth renting here. If you want to stay overnight, you'd better stay at my guesthouse."

Jiang Yan smiled awkwardly. She suddenly didn't want to continue trying to find out the news. She might as well go back to her room and sleep.

Thinking this, her tone became a little stiff. "So this area is very safe and there aren't any bandits around here, right, Madam?"

Seeing that Jiang Yan no longer responded to her words, the lady at the guesthouse casually brushed off the sunflower seed shells that had fallen on her body and said weakly and mockingly:

"Zhongyuan Prefecture is safe... what a dream. The fighting has broken out in the Imperial City, and we are the third wave to be guillotined. If you don't believe me, you can go to the vegetable market and see for yourself. The thick blood stains haven't been cleaned off yet."

Jiang Yan didn't go shopping very deeply when he went shopping at noon, but it was hard to say that he had never experienced the resentment of the lady in the guesthouse.

The bloodstains have not been cleaned up yet. Has there been any major incident of property raiding and family extermination in the past two years?

Jiang Yan had no recollection of this and wanted to ask further, but the lady of the guesthouse went into the backyard without even turning her head.

Jiang Yan: ...This is probably revenge for her not responding.

After that, Jiang Yan never found a chance to ask the guesthouse lady what happened in the imperial city, because the next day she quickly found herself a temporary job as a cook for a caravan.

By coincidence, Xiao Li's caravan was also a resident of the guesthouse. Because the walls of the rooms were thin and the soundproofing was poor, Jiang Yan overheard the private conversations between the caravan owner, his wife, and his mistress.

Jiang Yan has always loved listening to gossip.

She remained silent, only listening to the caravan owner's wife scolding her husband for being too aggressive and causing the Big Li Caravan to suffer losses. He had lost his ancestral home and was still renting a courtyard to his concubine to live in. If she hadn't been smart enough to sell the courtyard, how would they have had the capital to reorganize the Small Li Caravan.

The caravan boss lady was not satisfied with her concubine's greed for food, which made her mistakenly believe that people who are good at eating are good at cooking. She fired the chef of the caravan early. When she went out, she found that the food cooked by the remaining people was worse than the other.

The bad cooking undoubtedly resonated with the other two people, and they complained one after another. Not only was the proprietress unable to get a word in, but Jiang Yan also laughed secretly with her hands covering her mouth.

When the caravan boss applied to hire another chef on the grounds that the journey was long and life was hard without a chef, the boss's wife refused without a second thought.

The better the chef's cooking skills, the more food the caravan will consume, plus the hiring fees... just thinking about it makes the boss lady feel overwhelmed. However, she is not used to eating dry food anymore, as she has always lived a privileged life.

How nice it would be if there was a chef that suits your taste!

Jiang Yan complained in her heart, wondering who would be willing to do such a hard-working and low-paying job. She turned around and slapped herself lightly, thinking that she was the one who was being taken advantage of.

The caravan was heading west, and so was she. Since most of the caravan had women, she felt safer following them. The caravan leader loved to eat and brought his own food, so she could get some good food and earn a share of the wages.

Jiang Yan had never considered the possibility of failure. After all, her minimalist cooking skills had been tested for a long time in the Chang family of Xiding Prefecture. She could even fool Miss Fu, so what else could she not do?

At worst, she could just follow the caravan secretly.