The Camp Courtesan’s Stolen Steamed Buns
© lokepub
Prologue
I was Ahua. To get a dose of medicine for my younger brother, I sold myself and became a Camp Courtesan.
But because I was still so young, the soldiers looked down on this yellow-haired girl. I became the fire-tending girl in the rear kitchen.
Every day I quietly hid five large Steamed Bun. By the next morning, the Steamed Bun would be gone. Master said there were many rats in the wild, and they often stole grain.
I did not believe a rat could lift bricks that weighed several jin. One night I deliberately hid in the rear kitchen and finally caught that "rat."
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