"You don't know how ruthless this Diao family is. They would like to break the bones of us poor tenants and suck out the marrow. No matter how drought or locust plagues come, the Diao family's rent cannot be less than a grain of grain.
How many people were forced to have their families destroyed, how could they not be nourished!" Tang He said bitterly.
Obviously, the Diao family has long been notorious throughout the country.
"Then let's do justice for heaven and deal with this Diao family!" Zhu Chongba said in a low voice.
"Yes, let's do justice for heaven." Tang He nodded vigorously.
The first step of the plan was about to begin, and Tang He started to feel a little nervous.
On the contrary, it was Zhu Chongba who took the lead, with a calm expression on his face, which made Tang He secretly admire him and felt that he really was not with the wrong person!
Zhu Chongba is really good at doing great things!
"Brother, it's almost time. Go quickly!" Zhu Qiwu said.
At this time, several people who looked like refugees gathered at the door of Diao's house. A man who looked like a housekeeper came out and patted the arms of several refugees and looked at their teeth. It was obvious that he was making a selection.
Now is definitely the best time.
"Okay, let's go over now. Don't forget our agreement. After we gain trust, we will place three fist-sized stones at the gate, with a leaf underneath each. This is the secret code!" Zhu Chongba stood up and said
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"Brother, don't worry!" Zhu Qiwu nodded and responded.
They had made an appointment. After Zhu Chongba sneaked into Diao's house, he would first give out the secret code for the joint, and then meet at a relatively hidden dog hole to get the Mongolian sweat medicine into Diao's house.
Zhu Chongba deliberately rubbed the tattered clothes on his body into a mess, and then slowly walked to the door of Diao's house. People who sold themselves into slavery were basically too hungry to have any strength, so it was impossible for them to walk quickly.
Before he could even reach the front, he heard the fat butler from the Diao family yelling.
"Get out of here, you are a bunch of scoundrels. They are either rotten or sick. Do you think our Diao family is running a charity?!"
It was obvious that the few refugees who wanted to sell themselves just now were not to his liking.
Under the orders of the fat housekeeper, several Diao family thugs brandished sticks and beat the refugees indiscriminately, so that they would die far away and not pollute the Diao family's territory.
"Hmph!" The fat butler waved his hand disdainfully and was about to turn back.
Suddenly, a strong voice came from behind.
"Master, please show your kindness and provide me with a living, just give us a bite of leftover food!"
The fat butler turned around and saw a tall, thin young man standing in front of him. Although his face was a bit long, he was upright and thick, which was quite reassuring at first glance.
It’s just that he has no hair on his head, but he is actually a monk?
"Monk? What's the name of the monk? In which temple do you stay?" asked the fat butler.
"Sir, my name is Zhiping, and we were originally from Dinglin Temple. However, the temple recently suffered a fire, and we have lost our livelihood." Zhu Chongba said with a flattering smile.
"Oh, it turns out to be Dinglin Temple, I know it." The fat butler nodded.
A few months ago, the Dinglin Temple in a neighboring county was completely burned by a fire. The world was in such chaos that it was impossible to raise the expenses for reconstruction. Dozens of monks were dismissed.
Now it seems that this monk may not even have a full stomach.
No one in the Diao family believes in Buddhism, so they will definitely not give free rice to these bald donkeys.
"Monk Zhiping, what do you know?" the fat butler asked, looking Zhu Chongba up and down.
He has already seen that this monk is very strong and is definitely a good hand at hard work. It would be even better if he could learn some other skills.
"Sir, I know how to cook a big pot of rice and serve a hundred people, so that won't be a problem!" Zhu Chongba said quickly.
The big pot rice in the temple is enough for dozens of people.
When Zhu Chongba was in Huangjue Temple, he was often bullied by the fire-headed monk, and he also had to cook a lot.
When the fat butler heard this, his eyes lit up immediately.
"Hey, you still have this ability?" The fat butler was a little surprised and surprised.
Nowadays, the Diao family has more and more capable soldiers, and they are just short of a cook who can make a big pot of rice.
The fat butler thought he was lucky and found a free chef, so that the chef's salary would go into his own pocket.
In fact, all this was Zhu Qiwu's advance calculation.
When Zhu Qiwu heard that Tang He said that the Diao family had recently hired a lot of people, he guessed that they would definitely need a cook who could make a big pot of rice. It just so happened that the job of a cook was the most convenient for administering Mongolian sweat medicine!
"Don't worry, sir. With our craftsmanship, you will definitely agree to it after you eat it!" Zhu Chongba said, patting his chest.
The fat butler nodded with satisfaction and said with a wicked smile: "Listen carefully, our Diao family sees that you are pitiful and you are about to starve to death. We reward you with a mouthful of rice and sell you as a slave. But it is a mutual consent and you are not allowed to regret it."
What a shame!"
Good guy.
As soon as this fat butler opens his mouth, he wants to have sex for free.
Not only did he not get the salary of a great chef, he didn't even want to pay for selling his body, he just wanted to eat every day.
"We don't have a family or a mouth, as long as we have food to eat!" Zhu Chongba said with a simple and honest smile.
"Okay! Come with me, let's sign and pledge it!"
The fat housekeeper turned around and led Zhu Chongba into the gate of Diao's house. As soon as he entered the gate, Zhu Chongba began to quietly observe the surrounding houses and roads, silently memorizing everything in his heart.
After some signatures and pledges, it was settled that Zhu Chongba would sell himself into slavery.
The fat butler immediately took him to the kitchen, ready to try his skills.
Zhu Chongba suffered several years in Huangjue Temple, but he did not suffer in vain.
He has already learned 99% of the skills of the fire-headed monk.
After some quick stir-frying and stewing, a fragrant radish stew came out of the pot.
There is obviously not much meat, but it tastes extremely delicious.
The fat butler smelled the taste and moved his index finger. He picked up the chopsticks and took a bite.
"Yeah! Delicious!"
The fat butler suddenly smiled like a flower.
He thought happily in his heart that he had found a treasure.
Not only will you lose a portion of the chef's wages, but you will also be able to save money on meat and vegetables for the servants in the future!
This wild monk is very good at his craftsmanship. He can make it so delicious without meat, which naturally makes it easier for him to deduct the money for meat.
"Master, are our skills good?" Zhu Chongba asked with a smile.
"Well, okay, that's great!" The fat butler's tone became much kinder.
This monk is my little money tree, so I have to be nice to others.
"Then we will be the cooks of this big pot from now on?" Zhu Chongba asked.
"That's right, from now on, you will be responsible for all the meals for the 100 people!" The fat butler made the decision.
Zhu Chongba was very happy when he heard the fat housekeeper's words.
He didn't expect that he would sneak into the kitchen so smoothly. This was almost like half of the plan was successful.