Bringing The Farm To Live In Another World

Chapter 41—Oath

Those slaves are not stupid, and almost all of them will cook. When they were in the hands of other slave owners, every time they went to eat, the supervisors of the slave masters would be from their ranks. Casually choose two people to cook, so these slaves are no stranger to cooking.

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

These marching stoves don't have a special lid. They don't need it. Everyone knows that these marching stoves are not used by ordinary troops. Only slaves are used. For slaves, it is good to give them a bite. Then, what is delicious and not good.

And those slaves have never done 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 only eat something like rice bran, or some rice that has been moldy. Because of this, there are many slaves on the mainland every day, but for slave owners, there is no slave death. What a great thing, just buy it.

So these slaves are now watching the vegetables and fruit oil in a daze, and the chrysanthemum of course understands the feelings of these slaves. She said that she used to be a civilian. She still knows some simple dishes.

Chrysanthemum walked to an empty pot, picked up the fruit oil and poured it into the pot. Zhao Hai was the first to pay attention to this fruit oil for the first time. The color of this fruit oil was yellowish and very clear. It seems to be squeezed out 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 oil is hot, the vegetables are put in the pot for a simple stir fry, then the water is poured into the pot, and then the two pieces of salt are thrown inside. Just wait for the water to be boiled, and the soup is good.

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

On the mainland, salt is not cheap. Generally, the nobles use refined salt. The salt is very fine, similar to the salt on the earth. The crude salt like slaves is very cheap. Of course, the impurities are also very much.

But even then, except for the Buda family, these slaves are not able to eat salt every day. Other slaves mainly let them eat salt once every three days. Even if they are generous, the average slave owner is a The slaves were given salt once a week, and the amount was not much.

Zhao Hai, these days, are busy with the things in the space and the future development of the Black Soil Wasteland. Therefore, they are not very familiar with the living conditions of these slaves. He did not feel anything wrong with the current work of Chrysanthemum. He thought that Every slave on the mainland lives like this. Perhaps the slaves in their homes are still a little bit worse. After all, they don't have so much money to use them.

Looking at the simple soup made by Chrysanthemum, Zhao Hai could not help but sigh, and Meg, standing next to him, said: "What happened to the young master? Is there any problem? Is it that they use more salt? Do you want it? Reduce it?"

Zhao Hai looked at Meg with a puzzled look: "How much? How can it be more? If you have a big pot, they use a little salt, how can it be more? I was thinking, our Buda family is still too weak now. Only let them eat such simple food, and when we have money in the future, we must let them eat meat."

When Zhao Haigang finished speaking, he felt that everyone looked at him with some wrong eyes. The slaves looked at him with a look of devil, and Zhao Hai did not know what was going on.

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

When Meg looked at Zhao Hai's appearance, he couldn't help but sigh. He knew that although the Buda family had slaves, Zhao Hai never left the emperor and did not contact the slaves. Naturally, he did not know what those slaves had. The kind of life, so it will be said, she has to whisper like Zhao Hai to explain the survival of those slaves.

Zhao Haijun’s listening, for a person born in a new society who grew up in Hong and was born to catch up with reform and opening up, Meg’s life is so far away from him, it’s like Those who have experienced the old society will resonate with Peking Opera like Bai Mao, and they are hard to resonate like those after the 80s, because they don’t have that experience, the book is written in Xiang Xi, that It is also something in the book, how can it compare with personal experience?

When Meg simply said the living conditions of these slaves, Zhao Hai was full of sympathy when he turned to look at the slaves. He sighed: "Everyone can rest assured, 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 in the name of the Buda family."

Zhao Hai is a kind person. Although he is very home on earth, otaku has some timidity, and apart from each other, they are also very kind people. Maybe their communication skills are not good. But that doesn't mean they are metamorphosis. In fact, more otakus can't understand the darkness of the world, so they choose to keep themselves in their own world. Zhao Hai is such a person.

After waiting for the Ark mainland, Zhao Hai’s identity changed. He is an aristocrat. He has a territory. He has more than a hundred slaves to support his life. His words can determine this hundred. The life and death of man makes Zhao Hai have a sense of responsibility. He believes that it is his responsibility to make these people live better, so he will be able to develop his own territory with one heart and mind. .

Those slaves were all excited and fell to the ground, facing the Zhao seaside side: "Thank you for your reward!"

Although they still have nothing to get, but with Zhao Hai, this sentence is enough. The nobles on the mainland have a very strange tradition. They don’t swear easily, they will not 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 violate the oath, but they will not violate the vows made in the name of the family.

It is because of that, so those slaves will believe Zhao Hai’s words. They believe that Zhao’s vows in the name of the family will surely have a day to come.

Meg opened her mouth, but did not say anything. These days she has been managing these slaves. To be honest, she is also very sympathetic to these slaves, so Zhao Hai said that she did not object.

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 to Meg and Chrysanthemum: "Meg, Chrysanthemum, Ann, let's go in for dinner."

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

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

Zhao Hai went to the house and saw it. 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 am afraid that there is no hope today.

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

After Zhao Hai let a few people sit down, he took the knife and fork and began to eat the cake made by Merlin. In fact, he did not want to use a knife and fork, but unfortunately, Merlin would not agree.

Not to mention, the cakes that come out of this way really do not have a flavor, the taste is OK, Zhao Hai slowly eaten dinner, Merlin has packed things up, when a few people are outside, The slaves have already finished eating.

The marching stove was still there, but it was clear that it had been cleaned up, and the slaves seemed to be eating too much, and they were sitting there, as if they were very unspirited.

Zhao Hai knows that people will be troubled after eating. The same is true of those slaves. Zhao Hai did not let them get up. He just glanced at the **** on the ground, but he frowned.

Here is his space. Although Zhao Hai is not clean, he does not want to be dirty in the space, but these things can only stay in space now.

As soon as I saw the rubbish, Zhao Hai couldn’t help but glance at the space. The space around it was still foggy and could not see things clearly, but fortunately he did not see the black smoke floating in the sky. Burning fire in space has little effect on space.

Zhao Hai turned to Merlin Road: "Mermaine Merlin, I think you still have a rest in the house. Now that you have just eaten, they are also sleepy, let them take a break."

Merlin looked at the slaves and found that they seemed to be very unspirited. They just nodded and said, "Well, let's take a break, but we don't have to rest in the house, just rest outside." ”

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

Although Merlin did not know what Zhao Hai wanted to show them, they still followed the obedience. Merlin knew that for this space, they were far less aware of Zhao Hai. In this space, everything still listened to Zhao Hai’s. As well.