Chapter 41 Oath

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Those slaves were not fools either, and almost all of them could cook. When they were in the hands of other slave owners before, every time it was time to eat, the supervisors under the slave owners would randomly select two people from their team to cook, so these slaves were not unfamiliar with cooking.

Making rice is already very simple, so these slaves soon filled all seven pots with rice. Zhao Hai took out several large copper pots and gave them to use as pot lids.

These marching stoves don't have specialized pot covers, and they don't need them either. Everyone knows that even ordinary armies wouldn't use these marching stoves, only slaves use them. For slaves, it's good to give them a bite, but it doesn't matter if it's delicious or not.

But those slaves had never made soup before, and they didn't know how to do it. Previously, they ate less with other slave owners than with the Buda family. At other slave owners, sometimes they could only eat something like rice bran or moldy rice. Because of this, many slaves died on the continent every day. However, for slave owners, slave death was nothing special, just buy it.

So these slaves are now staring blankly at the vegetables and fruit oil, and of course, Ju understands how these slaves feel. After all, she used to be a commoner and knew some simple dishes.

Ju walked up to an empty pot and picked up the fruit oil, pouring it into the pot. This was the first time Zhao Hai paid serious attention to this type of fruit oil. The color of this fruit oil was slightly yellow and very clear. It was said that it was extracted 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 heated up, Ju put the vegetables in a pot and stir fried them briefly. Then he poured water into the pot and threw two pieces of salt into it. As long as the water was boiled, the soup was ready.

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

On the mainland, salt is not cheap. Generally, nobles use refined clear salt, which is very fine and similar to refined salt on Earth. However, coarse salt used by slaves is very cheap, and of course, there are also many impurities.

But even so, except for the Buda family, these slaves did not have access to salt every day. The other slaves were mainly given salt once every three days. Even if they were generous, most slave owners would give these slaves salt once a week, and the amount was not much.

Zhao Hai has been busy with things in the space and the future development of the black soil wasteland these days, so he is not very familiar with the living conditions of these slaves. He also doesn't feel anything wrong about what Ju is doing now. He thought that every slave on the mainland lives like this, and perhaps the slaves in their family's area live even worse, after all, they don't have so many resources to provide for their needs.

Watching Ju make that simple soup, Zhao Hai couldn't help but sigh. Meg standing next to him asked in confusion, "What's wrong with the young master? Is there a problem? Did they use too much salt? Should we reduce it a bit

Zhao Hai looked at Meg in confusion and said, "More? How could there be more? With such a big pot, they only use a little salt. How could there be more? I was thinking that our Buda family is still too weak now, and we can only let them eat such simple food. When we have money in the future, we will definitely let them eat meat

As soon as Zhao Hai finished speaking, he felt that everyone's gaze towards him was a bit off. The slaves all looked at him with a ghostly expression, leaving Zhao Hai unsure of what was going on.

He looked at Meg in confusion and whispered, 'Meg, what's wrong? Did I say the wrong thing?'

Meg looked at Zhao Hai's expression and couldn't help but sigh inwardly. She knew that although the Buda family had slaves in the past, Zhao Hai had never left the imperial capital or had any contact with those slaves. Naturally, she didn't know what kind of life those slaves lived, so she had to explain to Zhao Hai in a low voice the living conditions of those slaves.

Zhao Hai listened blankly. For someone who was born in the new society, grew up under the red flag, and was born during the reform and opening up, the life that Meg talked about was so far away from him. It was like those who had experienced the old society would resonate with Peking Opera like the White Haired Girl, but it was difficult for them, born in the 1980s, to resonate because they did not have such experiences. What was written in books about auspiciousness was also something from books, how could it be compared to personal experiences.

When Meg finished speaking briefly about the living conditions of these slaves, Zhao Hai turned his head to look at them with sympathy in his eyes. He sighed and said, "Don't worry, I will do what I say. One day, I will let you eat meat, and I will eat it every day, every meal until you get tired. I swear on behalf of the Buda family

Zhao Hai is a kind person. Although he was very otaku when he was on Earth, otaku are all somewhat timid, and except for a few, they are also very kind people. Perhaps their social skills are not good, but that does not mean they are perverts. In fact, many otaku cannot tolerate the darkness of this world, so they choose to lock themselves up in their own world. Zhao Hai is such a person.

After arriving at the Ark Continent, Zhao Hai's identity changed. He was now a nobleman and had a territory. He had over a hundred slaves to support him, and his words could determine the life and death of these hundred people. This added a sense of responsibility to Zhao Hai, who believed that it was his responsibility to make these people live better. That's why he was determined to develop his territory and say such words.

The slaves all fell to their knees in excitement and kowtowed to Zhao Haibin, saying, "Thank you for your reward!" Although they had not received anything yet, Zhao Hai's words were enough. The nobles on the mainland have a very strange tradition that they do not easily swear. Even in ordinary circumstances, they do not swear in the name of their own family, because even if they swear in the name of God, sometimes they will break their vows, but they will not break the vows made in the name of their family.

That's why those slaves believed Zhao Hai's words. They believed that the oath made by Zhao Hai in the name of his family would one day come true.

Meg opened her mouth, but didn't say anything. She had been managing these slaves these days, and to be honest, she sympathized with them too. So Zhao Hai said this without objection.

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

Zhao Hai nodded and turned to look at everyone before saying to Meg, Ju, and An, "Meg, Ju, and An, let's go in and have dinner

Ju and An originally wanted to stay here to eat, but when they saw Zhao Hai's appearance, they didn't say anything about it. They followed the two into the house, and the wood and stone also followed.

As soon as they entered the house, the slaves became even more lenient. Although Zhao Hai had always been very kind to them, he was always their master. With Zhao Hai here, they would feel uneasy.

Zhao Hai and his companions arrived at the house and saw that Merlin had already made cakes and a soup. Zhao Hai actually wanted to eat rice, but judging from Merlin's appearance, there was probably no hope for him today.

The square table in the room only had four chairs, but Zhao Hai casually took out three more from the warehouse, so that seven people could sit on it. 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 had a few people sit down, he started eating the cakes made by Merlin with a knife and fork. In fact, he didn't want to use a knife and fork, but unfortunately, Merlin wouldn't agree.

Not to mention, the cakes made in this way really have a unique flavor. The taste is decent. Zhao Hai and the others slowly finished their dinner, and Merlin packed everything away. When they arrived outside, the slaves had already finished their meal.

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The marching stove was still there, but it was obvious that it had been cleaned up. The slaves seemed to have eaten a lot and were sitting there one by one, as if they had no energy.

Zhao Hai knew that people would feel sleepy after eating, and he thought these slaves were the same. Zhao Hai didn't let them get up, just glanced at the garbage on the ground, but frowned a bit.

This is his space. Although Zhao Hai doesn't have a cleanliness obsession, he also doesn't want the space to be dirty, but these things can only stay in the space now.

As soon as he saw these garbage, Zhao Hai couldn't help but glance up at the space. The surroundings of the space were still foggy and unclear, but fortunately he didn't see any black smoke floating in the sky. It seemed that burning fire in the space had little impact on the space.

Zhao Hai turned to Meilin and said, "Grandma Meilin, I think you should rest in the house for a while. They have just finished eating and are also tired. Let them rest for a while

Merlin glanced at the slaves and noticed that they seemed very lethargic. He nodded and said, "Okay, let's take a break first, but we don't need to rest inside the house. We just need to rest outside

Zhao Hailian hurriedly said, "Grandma Merlin, Meg, wood, stone, come with me into the house. I have something to show you." He then opened the door of the thatched cottage and entered the room.

Although Merlin and the others didn't know what Zhao Hai was going to show them, they obediently followed in. Merlin and the others knew that they didn't understand this space as well as Zhao Hai did, and in this space, it was better to listen to Zhao Hai for everything.

(End of this chapter)