The people who were hungry and cold, and had not touched the water and rice for two whole days, were still depressed and shrunk on both sides, but they were suddenly attracted by a tempting aroma of food.

Everyone couldn't help but be shocked, and craned their necks to find the source of food.

I saw a few people from northern Xinjiang not far away carrying two large wooden barrels, all of which were steaming steamed buns.

Albinism swallowed hard next to him: "Little brother, we have something to eat." ”

Cang Luochen was silent, she knew that it was not so easy to eat these steamed buns. I also understood why the slaves who arrived first on the other side last night looked at these newcomers with a look on their faces.

Really.

The men carried the steamed buns to the fence, and one of them shouted, "It's time to eat!" ”

Then before the slaves on Cang Luochen's side could react, another wave of slaves on the opposite side rushed up, pushing, kicking, biting, and doing everything they could to grab the steamed buns in the barrel.

The people here were stunned for a long time when they looked at the scene of the vicious dog fighting for food on the opposite side, and I don't know who shouted: "Rob, otherwise there will be no food to eat!" ”

Then the people here came back to their senses and immediately pounced on them and scrambled.

These people are all from poor families, and they are so hungry that they can do anything to fight for a bite to eat.

Albino grabbed Cang Luochen's arm: "Little brother, let's go grab it." ”

Cang Luochen was observing the surrounding terrain, and Leng Buding was dragged by albino and staggered into the crowd with him.

The people around are like crazy hungry, they beat people when they see them, and some of them grabbed the steamed buns and immediately shrank into the corner, leaning over to protect their mouths, and stuffing a little food in their hands into their mouths as quickly as possible.

Cang Luochen noticed that there were a few richly dressed people from northern Xinjiang standing not far away, and the dress code should be nobles. And beside them stood two men in Qiang costumes. Everyone was looking at the slaves fighting for steamed buns in the fence.

And while Cang Luochen was observing the Qiang people and the people of Northern Xinjiang, one of the Qiang men suddenly fixed his eyes on Cang Luochen's body. The man was very good-looking, not as handsome as Yue Junzheng, but he seemed to have an elegant and indifferent atmosphere in his bones, dressed in Qiang characteristic clothes, and his long ink-colored hair was braided into a ponytail.

After a brief moment of looking at each other, Cang Luochen saw a trace of doubt in his eyes. Inevitably, his identity was suspected, and Cang Luochen suddenly turned around and threw himself into the ranks of competing for steamed buns.

With Cang Luochen's skills, even if she killed these people, she was as if she was not physically strong, she was pushed and shoved in the crowd, and almost fell and was trampled on several times.

In about a quarter of an hour, the steamed buns were quickly snatched up.

Albino's face was swollen from being beaten, and he limped out of the crowd, and pulled over Cang Luochen, who was standing on the edge and pretending to be grabbing steamed buns: "Little brother, come quickly." ”

Albino was holding half a steamed bun in his hand, which had been broken into small pieces by his hard pinching, and he was a little reluctant to break half of it and stuff it into Cang Luochen's hand: "Eat quickly, don't be robbed." As he spoke, he gobbled up the steamed buns and stuffed them into his mouth, eating in a hurry, choking and almost out of breath.

For a moment, Cang Luochen looked at the multigrain steamed buns in his hand that were almost pinched into slag, and his heart tightened.

Albinism pushed her, he thought that Cang Luochen was really a stupid mute, and gestured to his mouth, "Eat quickly, eat quickly, eat." ”