God Farm

Dewa Farm Chapter 41: Oath

The slaves were not stupid, and almost all of them would cook. When they were in the hands of other slave owners, every time they went out to eat, the slave master's overseers would come from their ranks. Casually choosing two people to cook, so this slave was no stranger to cooking.

It was very simple to add rice, so these slaves put seven pots on rice in a short period of time. Zhao Hai took out a few large copper basins and gave them the lid. Use

This lined stove has no special cover. They don't need it. Everyone knew that these lined stoves were not used by ordinary troops. Only the child is used. For the slaves, it was good to bite them. What is delicious and unpleasant.

And the slaves never made soup. They don't know what to do. They used to be in other slave owners, and they didn't eat as much as the Buda family. In other slave owners, sometimes they you can just eat something like rice bran, or moldy rice. Therefore, there were many slaves on the mainland every day, but to the slave owners, no slaves died. Very good, just buy it.

So these slaves were now watching vegetables and fruit oil in a daze, and the chrysanthemums of course understood the feelings of these slaves. He said he was a civilian. He still knew some simple dishes.

The chrysanthemum goes to the empty pot, takes the fruit oil and pours it into the pot. Zhao Hai was the first to notice this fruit oil for the first time. The color of this fruit oil is yellowish and very clear. This fruit seems to be squeezed from the fruit with a very high oil content. This fruit is grown in many places on the mainland, so fruit oil is also very cheap.

After the hot oil, the vegetables are put in a pot for a simple stir-fry, then the water is poured into the pot, and then two pieces of salt are thrown in, just wait for the water to be boiled, and the soup is tasty.

It is the simplest soup, almost no technical content, no seasoning, only a little coarse salt, this is already the best treatment for slaves.

On land, salt is not cheap. Generally, the nobles used refined salt. The salt is very fine, similar to the salt on earth. Rough salt like slaves was very cheap. Of course, the impurity is also very much.

But even so, except for the Buda family, these slaves could not eat salt every day. The other slaves mainly let them eat salt once every three days. The slaves were given salt once a week, and the amount was not much.

Zhao Hai, lately, was busy with things in space and the future development of the Black Land. Therefore, they were not very familiar with the living conditions of these slaves. Every slave on the mainland lives like this, maybe the slaves in their homes are still a little worse, after all they don't have much money to use them.

Looking at the simple soup made by the Chrysanthemum, Zhao Hai could only sigh, and Meg, who was standing beside him, said: "What happened to the young master? Is there a problem? Do they use more salt? Do you want it? Reduce it? "

Zhao Hai looked at Meg with a puzzled look: "How much? How could more? If you have a large pot, they use a little salt, how can it be more? I thought, Our Buda family is still too weak right now. Just let them eat such simple food, and when we have money in the future, we should let them eat meat. "

When Zhao Haigang finished speaking, he felt that everyone was looking at him with the wrong eyes. The slaves looked at him with a demonic look, and Zhao Hai had no idea what was going on.

He looked at Meg in disbelief, whispering, "Meg, what's wrong? I said the wrong thing?"

When Meg saw Zhao Hai's appearance, she could only sigh. He knew that even though the Buda family had slaves, Zhao Hai had never left the emperor and did not contact the slaves. Of course, he did not know what those slaves had. This kind of life, so to speak, he had to whisper like Zhao Hai to explain the survival of those slaves.

Zhao Haijun listened, to someone born in a new society who grew up in Hong and was born to pursue reform and open up, Meg's life was so far away from her, she said, those who have experienced the old society will resonate with the Peking Opera like Bai Mao, and they have a hard time resonating like they did after the 80s, because they don't have that experience, this book was written in Xiang Xi, which This is also something in this book, how can it compare to personal experience?

When Meg just said the living conditions of these slaves, Zhao Hai was full of sympathy as he turned to look at the slaves. He sighed: "Everyone can be sure, I will do it when I say it, one day sooner or later. I will let you eat meat, and eat it every day, eat it, and eat it, I swear on behalf of the Buda family. "

Zhao Hai was a kind person. Although he was very at home in the world, otaku had a little fear, and apart from each other, they were also very good people. Maybe their communication skills are not good. But that doesn't mean they're metamorphosed. In fact, more otakus cannot understand the darkness of the world, so they choose to keep themselves in their own world. Zhao Hai was such a person.

After waiting for the Ark land, Zhao Hai's identity changed. He was a noble. He has territory. He had over a hundred slaves to sustain his life. His words can define this hundred. The life and death of humans made Zhao Hai have a sense of responsibility, he believed that it was his responsibility to make these people live better, he said, so that he will be able to develop his own territory with one heart and mind. .

Although they still had not gotten anything, but with Zhao Hai, this sentence was enough. The nobles on the mainland have a very strange tradition. They don't swear easily, they won't use themselves even if they swear. In the name of the family, they swear, because they even swear in the name of God, sometimes they will break the oath, but they will not break the oath made in the name of the family.

It was because of that, so that those slaves would believe Zhao Hai's words. They believed that Zhao's oath on behalf of the family would definitely have a day to come.

Meg opened her mouth, but said nothing. Lately he's been managing these slaves. To be honest, he was also very sympathetic to these slaves, so Zhao Hai said that he did not mind.

At this moment, Merlin's voice came: "Young master, you can eat."

Zhao Hai nodded and turned to look at the crowd. This is the right way for Meg and Chrysanthemum: "Meg, Chrysanthemum, Ann, let's go in for dinner."

Chrysanthemum and Aberde wanted to stay here to eat, but when I saw Zhao Hai's appearance, I didn't know what to say. Follow two people into the house, and wood and stone follow the house.

When they entered the house, the slaves were even more open. Although Zhao Hai had always been very kind to them, to these slaves, Zhao Hai had always been their master. Zhao Hai is here, they I feel uncomfortable.

Zhao Hai went to the house and saw her. Of course, Merlin had already made cakes and made soup. Zhao Hai actually wanted to eat rice, but seeing Merlin's appearance, I was afraid there was no hope today.

There were only four chairs on the square table in the house, but Zhao Hai took out three of them from the warehouse, so that they could sit on top of seven people. Although the table did not have a large table in the castle restaurant, it was enough for seven people to eat.

After Zhao Hai let some people sit down, he picked up a knife and fork and started eating the cake made by Merlin. In fact, he did not want to use a knife and fork, but unfortunately, Merlin disagreed.

Not to mention, the pastries that came out this way really had no taste, it felt fine, Zhao Hai slowly ate dinner, Merlin had packed the items, it was all right, when some people were outside, the slaves had already finished eating.

The lined stoves were still there, but it had obviously been cleaned up, and the slaves seemed to be eating too much, and they were sitting there, as if they were very uninspired.

Zhao Hai knew that people would have problems after eating. The same goes for those kids. Zhao Hai did not let them wake up. He only glanced at the trash on the ground, but he frowned.

This is his space. Although Zhao Hai was not clean, he did not want to get dirty inside the space, but these things could only stay in the space now.

As soon as I saw the trash, Zhao Hai couldn't help but glance at that space. The space around him was still foggy and could not see clearly, but fortunately he did not see any black smoke hovering in the sky. Burning fire in space had little effect on space.

Zhao Hai turned his head to Merlin Road: "Mermaine Merlin, I think you still have a break at home. Now that you've just eaten, they're also sleepy, let them rest."

Merlin looked at the slaves and found that they looked very uninspired. They simply nodded and said, "Alright, let's take a break, but we don't have to rest at home, just rest outside." ”

Zhao Hai quickly said: "Grandmother Merlin, Meg, wood, stone, you come with me, I have something to show you." Then he opened the door of the cottage and entered the house.

Although Merlin did not know what Zhao Hai wanted to show them, they still followed obedience. Merlin knew that for this space, they were much less aware of Zhao Hai. In this space, everyone was still listening to Zhao Hai. Also.