Chapter 41

[Chapter 41 The Oath]

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Those slaves are not stupid, and almost all of them can cook. In the past, when they were in the hands of other slave owners, every time it was time to eat, the overseers under the slave owners would be removed from their ranks. Two random people were chosen to cook, so these slaves were no strangers to cooking.

In addition, making rice is very simple, so these slaves filled seven pots with rice in a short time, and Zhao Hai took out several large copper basins for them, and asked them to use them as pot lids. use.

These marching stoves do not have special lids, and they do not need them. Everyone knows that these marching stoves are not used by ordinary troops. Only slaves use them. For slaves, it is good to give them a bite to eat. Well, it doesn’t matter what is delicious or not.

But those slaves didn’t make soup, they didn’t know how to do it. They used to eat at other slave owners, and the food they ate was not as good as the Buda family. At other slave owners, sometimes, they You can only eat something like rice bran, or some moldy rice. Because of this, many slaves die every day on the mainland, but for slave owners, there is no slave death at all. What a great thing, just buy it.

So these slaves are now staring at the vegetables and fruit oil in a daze, and Ju also understands the feelings of these slaves. After all, she was a commoner before, and she still knows some simple dishes.

Ju walked to an empty pot, picked up the fruit oil, and poured it into the pot. This was the first time Zhao Hai paid attention to this fruit oil. The color of this fruit oil was slightly yellow and very clear. I heard that It seems to be squeezed from a fruit with a very high oil content. This fruit is grown in many places on the mainland, so the fruit oil is also very cheap.

After the chrysanthemum waited for the oil to heat up, he put the vegetables in the wok for a simple stir-fry, then poured some water into the wok, and then threw two pieces of salt in it. As long as the water was boiled, the soup was ready.

This is the simplest soup, with almost no technical content, no condiments, just a little bit of coarse salt, which is already the best treatment for slaves.

On the mainland, salt is not cheap. Generally, the nobles use refined clear salt, which is very fine, similar to the refined salt on the earth, while the coarse salt used by slaves is very cheap. Of course, there are a lot of impurities.

But even so, except in the Buda family, these slaves are not allowed to eat salt every day. Other slaves mainly let them eat salt once every three days. Even if they are generous people, the average slave owner is a Salt these slaves once a week, and not much.

These days, Zhao Hai is busy with space affairs and the future development of the Black Earth Wasteland, so he doesn’t know much about the living conditions of these slaves. He doesn’t feel anything wrong with what Ju is doing now. He thinks that Every slave on the mainland lives like this. Maybe the slaves in their family live a little bit worse. After all, they don’t have so many materials to use them.

Looking at Ju making that simple soup, Zhao Hai couldn’t help but sigh, and Meg, who was standing beside him, said puzzledly, “What’s wrong, young master? Is there any problem? Did they use too much salt? Do you want to? A little less?”

Zhao Hai gave Meg a puzzled look and said, “Too much? How can there be too much? With such a big pot, they only use a little salt, how can it be too much? I was thinking, our Buda family is still Too weak, we can only let them eat such simple food, when we have money in the future, we must let them eat meat.”

As soon as Zhao Hai finished speaking, he felt that everyone was looking at him a bit wrong, those slaves Looking at him with a ghostly look, Zhao Hai didn’t know what was going on.

He looked at Meg in confusion, and said in a low voice, “Meg, what’s wrong? Did I say something wrong?”

Meg looked at Zhao Hai and couldn’t help but sigh, he knew that the Buda family had slaves in the past. , but Zhao Hai has never left the imperial capital, and has never been in contact with those slaves. Naturally, she doesn’t know what kind of life those slaves live, so she said this. She had to explain those slaves to Zhao Hai in a low voice. living conditions.

Zhao Hai listened blankly, for a person who was born in a new society, grew up under the red flag, and caught up with the reform and opening up at birth, the life Meg said was so far away from him, it was like Those who have experienced the old society will resonate with Peking Opera such as the White Haired Girl, but it is difficult for them to resonate with the post-80s, because they have no such experience. It is also something in books, how can it be compared with personal experience.

When Meg briefly finished talking about the living conditions of these slaves, Zhao Hai turned to look at these slaves with sympathy in his eyes, he sighed and said, “Don’t worry, everyone, I will do what I say, sooner or later one day. , I will let you eat meat, and I will eat it every day, every day, until I get bored, I swear in the name of the Buda family.”

Zhao Hai is a kind person, although he was very kind when he was on earth. Otaku, but otakus are a little timid, and apart from their differences, they are also very kind people. Maybe their communication skills are not good, but that doesn’t mean they are perverts. In fact, more otakus are I can’t stand the darkness of this world, so I chose to lock myself in my own world. Zhao Hai is such a person.

After arriving here in the Ark Continent, Zhao Hai’s identity changed. He was a nobleman, he had a territory, and he had more than a hundred slaves who wanted to support him in life. His words could determine the more than one hundred. The life and death of people gives Zhao Hai another sense of responsibility. He believes that it is his responsibility to make these people live better, so he will only focus on developing his own territory and say such words. .

Those slaves all fell to the ground in excitement, kowtowing to Zhao Haihai: “Thank you master for your reward!”

Although they have not received anything yet, but Zhao Hai’s words are enough, the nobles on the mainland There is a very strange tradition. They do not swear easily. Even if they swear, they will not swear in the name of their own family, because even if they swear in the name of God, sometimes they will break the oath, but they will not swear in the name of God. They will not break the oath made in the name of the family.

It was because of that that those slaves believed Zhao Hai’s words. They believed that the oath that Zhao Hai made in the name of the family would come true one day.

Meg opened her mouth, but said nothing. She has been managing these slaves these days. To be honest, she is also very sympathetic to these slaves, so Zhao Hai said this, she did not object.

At this moment, Merlin’s voice came: “Master, it’s time to eat.”

Zhao Hai nodded, turned to look at everyone, and then said to Meg, Ju and An: “Meg, Ju, An Let’s go in and eat.”

Ju and Anben wanted to stay here to eat, but when they saw Zhao Hai’s appearance, they didn’t say yes, they followed them into the house, and Wood and Stone followed.

As soon as they entered the house, the slaves were more open. Although Zhao Hai has always been very kind to them, for these slaves, Zhao Hai has always been their master. With Zhao Hai here, they will feel uncomfortable.

Zhao Hai and a few people went to the house to take a look. Sure enough, Merlin had already made the cake and made a soup. Zhao Hai actually wanted to eat rice, but looking at Merlin’s appearance, I’m afraid there is no hope today.

The square table in the room only had four chairs, but Zhao Hai took out three more from the warehouse, so that seven people could sit. Although the table was not as big as the one in the castle restaurant, it was enough for seven people to eat.

After Zhao Hai let a few people sit down, he took a knife and fork and started to eat Merlin’s cake. In fact, he didn’t want to use a knife and fork, but unfortunately, Merlin would not agree.

Not to mention, the cakes made in this way really have a different flavor. The taste is not bad. Zhao Hai and the others have eaten dinner slowly, and Merlin has packed up everything. The slaves have already finished their meal.

The marching stove was still there, but it was clear that it had been cleaned, and the slaves seemed to be very full, sitting there one by one, as if they were very uninspired.

Zhao Hai knew that people would feel sleepy after eating, and it was the same for these slaves. Zhao Hai didn’t let them get up, just glanced at the garbage on the ground, but frowned a little.

This is his space. Although Zhao Hai has no habit of cleanliness, he doesn’t want the space to be dirty, but these things can only be left in the space now.

As soon as he saw these garbage, Zhao Hai couldn’t help but glanced over the space. The surrounding space was still foggy and he couldn’t see clearly, but fortunately he didn’t see black smoke floating in the sky. Burning fire in space has little effect on space.

Zhao Hai turned his head to Merlin and said, “Grandma Merlin, I think you should rest in the house. Now that you have just eaten, they are also sleepy, so let them rest.”

Merlin glanced at the slaves and found that They seemed to be very uninspired, so they had to nod their heads and said: “Okay, let’s take a rest first, but we don’t need to go into the house to rest, just rest outside.”

Zhao Hai quickly said: “Merlin Grandma, Meg, wood, stone, come in with me, I have something to show you.” Then he opened the door of the thatched hut and entered the house.

Although Merlin and the others didn’t know what Zhao Hai was going to show them, they still followed suit. as well.

(End of this chapter)