Zen Paradise, also known as the Whispering Empire, is one of the five sacred lands. In the easternmost part of the world, there is a phantom city, which is the center of Zen and the main place of the imperial city and religion.

The country was governed by the Elves, who were once considered nobles, and those who were gifted among the common people were taken in as mercenaries. As for the remaining "crooked melons and cracked dates", they have become slaves who are called and drunk by the long-eared nobles.

He Gu envied such a pair of long ears since he was a child, because no matter how poor his talent is, he can be absolutely supported by Zen. They hold aristocratic social security cards in their hands and live a worry-free life. You can sleep until noon before you open your eyes, drink goat's milk, eat jade pork, day after day, until you die of old age, and you don't have to worry about the expensive cemetery and nowhere to bury.

Compared with these "long-eared monsters", the human race represented by He Gu is not tragic.

As usual, the sky was just slightly bright, and He Gu had been woken up by the old manager.

He is the first religion of Zen, a small slave in the eunuchs, in charge of the food of a sect.

It's definitely hard work, not only squeezing physical strength, but also not getting enough sleep every day. Before dawn, they had to climb to the back mountain to cut fresh firewood, make a fire to cook, and satisfy the strange heavy mouths of the long-eared nobles.

"Today is the monthly banquet of the sect, and it all cheers me up!"

The old manager came to the dormitory early and scolded him. He pulled out a few lists from his arms, slapped them on the table, and then patted his ass and swaggered away. But I went to make up for it again.

A few slaves were sleepy-eyed, and they took the list weakly, and when they saw the names of the dishes on it, they suddenly woke up for the most part.

Nima: Do you want to be so hearty early in the morning?!

The iron plate is very cooked on the outside and the pork chops in the five-minute rare sauce inside......

Shredded chicken with crystal mushrooms stewed in the morning dew......

Emerald fairy grass essence stewed egg yolk muffin.

For these dishes alone, each dish is extremely elaborate and complex, and there are more than 100 preparation processes.

For example, this dish is "shredded chicken with crystal mushrooms stewed in the morning dew". Crystal mushrooms need to be soaked in fresh dew to wash away the miscellaneous smell of the mushrooms.

And now this point happens to be the best time to collect the morning dew, and if you miss it, this dish will not be completed at all. And they, the slaves who were in charge of the food, would also be punished with extreme cruelty.

"! I'm so sick!" He Gu listened to the name of the dish and suddenly sobered up for the most part. Although he is not in charge, the preface of each dish is prepared by several of them.

The weirdest thing is that these are just appetizers. The main course is more complex.

For example, this dish is "sucking finger sheep frankincense ultra-thin thinly crushed ten vegetables and rice crackers, with yin and yang tempeh sauce and fragrant sauce".

Another example is "Colorful Fairy Home Brewed Mixed with Black Sauce Galaxy Big Rounds"......

What the hell is this Nima!

Not only He Gu, but also several other little slaves who were in charge of the food together were roaring in their hearts.

A little fat man said bitterly: "Eh! I said Erhe, don't complain, we're just slaves." Born to be oppressed. Let's get to work. ”

This fat man's name is Hong, and he is the third youngest in this group of slaves, and everyone calls him Hong Xiaosan.

He Gu ranked second to last, so he also had the nickname "Er He".

"It's all gone, one person is responsible for one dish, and there should be time to ......"

As soon as the little slaves were summed up, they plucked up their spirits and went to work.

Erhe and Hong Xiaosan, the two living treasures, were assigned together, mainly responsible for the dish of stewed shredded chicken in Chaolu.

Because it is very troublesome to collect morning dew, it requires manpower, otherwise it will not be enough to store enough juice.

The two of them came to the back mountain in a hurry, and then they began to prepare.

The most important ingredient for this dish is morning dew.

As soon as they came to the back mountain, they immediately placed the small peach wood jar prepared in advance and tied it to the fairy grass lotus leaf.

Collecting morning dew is definitely a technical job. Because it was placed in the wrong place, the morning dew could not be dropped. The position of the bundle is poor, and when the morning dew is full, the small peach wood jar can't bear the weight and falls to the ground, and it will fall short in the end.

After carefully finishing the first thing, He Gu and Hong Xiaosan were not idle. While waiting for the dew to fill up, the two went their separate ways. Hong Xiaosan went to pick crystal mushrooms, while He Gu was responsible for collecting firewood.

Compared with all the food preparation processes, chopping wood can be said to be the least difficult one, and what sells is strength.

Although He Gu is small and young, he is born with a height advantage, taller than several other people older than him, and his strength is also very great.

He jumped up the tree and chopped the branches with his axe. Although there was a lot of leftover wood on the ground, he did not dare to pick it up, and only took the freshest part of the tree. The long-eared nobles had a rule that all firewood used for cooking must be the freshest.

He Gu vaguely remembered that last time a little slave was lazy to pick up firewood on the ground and came back, but was found by the old manager and was locked up for ten days without a bite to eat. It's scary to think about.

"Whew...... This firewood should be enough. ”

Estimating that the time was almost up, He Gu picked up the basket and walked towards the place where the dew was collected just now.

Now that the dew is full, just pour the dew from the jar into the gourd, and you're done.

But before he got close, far away, He Gu heard a burst of laughter in front of him.

"Oh no......"

He was worried that the peach bush would be destroyed, so he hurriedly ran over. Turning around a forest, I saw several fairy horses neighing, licking the nectar in the peach bushes unscrupulously.

And next to the fairy horse, there were several young men and girls of the spirit clan who were laughing. In this harsh winter, it turned out to be just a thin luxurious silk shirt.

At a glance, these people knew that they were practicing their families, and it was not easy to provoke......

He Gu swallowed his saliva, and Wu Zi walked over silently, bowing his head and saluting them by the way. He can't afford to offend these people, so he can only endure them. It's just that I'm unlucky. He quickened his hands and feet, and hurriedly collected the dew from the remaining peach bushes.

Based on the current amount of water, it can only barely make up the numbers. He Gu frowned, he had to collect some more.

"Which department are you a slave in? Seeing that His Highness the Holy Maiden not only knelt down and saluted, but also dared to make a sad face here? Obviously blaming us for moving your morning dew! Yes and no?" A spiked voice suddenly came out of the mouth of a young man.

Hearing this voice, He Gu was startled, and his body under the thin cotton jacket couldn't help but tremble slightly. There was actually a saint in this group? This is the supreme, supremely sacred and noble figure of the younger generation of the spirit race. How did you get here?

He looked up, but saw that the young man was holding a bright jade order in his hand.

He Gu sighed, and couldn't help but slander in his heart: "I thought it was really a saint, but it turned out to be just a broken brand......"

"Seeing the Holy Maiden's Order, as seeing the Holy Maiden!"

The young man held the jade order, and he was extremely domineering: "The holy woman ordered us to come to supervise the work, but I didn't expect you to be lazy?

"Insult your brother-in-law! Do you really mean that I don't know it, and the Holy Maiden's Order is given casually?" He Gu rolled his eyes at the young man.

“......”

It was rumored that several young men and women of the Spirit Clan were sweating profusely. This slave has a good temper...... A mere human race actually dared to argue with a few of them.

"Bold!"

The young man of the Spirit Clan wanted to trick this little slave, but he didn't expect his trick to be exposed.

He immediately turned red, annoyed and angry: "I said that if you are lazy, you are lazy, and if you say that you are disrespectful, you dare to refute it? ”

"Damn! Lao Tzu got up before dawn, and now I'm going to be angry with you?

He Gu's violent temper also came up, and he pointed at his nose and scolded: "This time the collection of morning dew is all for the appetizer, if you miss the hour, I will go to tell the manager, you all can't eat and go around!"

He thought to himself, damn it, I get up early and be greedy for darkness, and I still have to be insulted by you long-eared monsters?

The young man sneered, his voice getting colder. He patted He Gu's little face and said, "What's the matter with bullying? You little slave, why don't you come and wash the feet of a few of us with your dew? I can consider exempting you from the punishment of slapping your mouth." ”

He Gu stopped doing it on the spot, kicked the basket of firewood out a few meters away, and said angrily: "Nima! Lao Tzu hasn't even washed his father's feet, and he will wash them for you? If you want to wash them, go to the fairy steaming room to do great health care, so that you can wash enough at one time!"

"You bold slave! Do you wash it?" "Hey! What a strange thing is it today, a slave dares to scold him?"

The young man was furious and scolded sharply, but he couldn't get angry. Kicked it straight over. This little slave is really too bad!

Bang!

He Gu didn't know any spiritual skills at all, but this young man was a cultivator.

This kick was so powerful and fast that He Gu didn't even have time to react, so he was kicked to the ground fiercely. The huge heel caused him to roll several heels, and his nose bleeded.

"Hey, hey, you don't hit people in the face!"

He Gu was hit hard, and the whole person seemed to have lost half of his life, and he got up from the ground on his knees, the blood and qi in his chest rolled, his mouth opened, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

"You little slave, you still want us to walk around without eating? I like this temper, and I will beat you today!" He had no mercy, and stomped on He Gu's chest, and the severe pain caused by the second heavy blow almost made him feel that his skeleton was about to fall apart.

He Gu's eyes widened angrily, staring at the young man, as if he was going to peel the other party's skin and bones.

But he was powerless to resist at all, because he was just a small slave, with no power, let alone strength.

"Hehe, looking at you like this, do you want to take revenge on me in the future?"

The young man was not afraid at all, and laughed incessantly: "Tell you, Lao Tzu is Qin Tao of the Spirit Clan! A humble slave like you dies here, and no one will remember you!"

Between the words, Qin Tao stepped on He Gu's chest again.

He Gu fainted in pain, spit out a mouthful of blood again, and fainted suddenly.

The blood was red, flowing down the corners of his mouth from both sides, and it was extremely dazzling.

When a female disciple saw He Gu faint and died, she immediately became frightened, grabbed Qin Tao's hand, and asked, "Senior Brother Qin, isn't he dead?"

Qin Tao shook his head and sneered: "What are you afraid of." Just a little slave. If you're dead, you're dead. ”

"Yes. It's just a little slave, and he dares to disobey Senior Brother Qin's intentions, he really deserves it. Another disciple said.

Qin Tao's face was cold, he stared at He Gu, pinched his chin, and sneered: "But I just like such a hard-hearted slave, if I die, it won't be fun." ”

"Hehe, I'll see if he's dead. He reached out and found that He Gu still had breath.

"Yes, and breath. Little slave, since you refuse to wash it, then let you lick it clean!" Qin Tao smiled obscenely. Immediately, he took the gourd from He Gu's waist, pulled out the stopper and drank a few sips, and then sprayed it on He Gu's face.

"Ahem... Ahem..."

He Gu was woken up by choking on water. He opened his eyes in disbelief. Then, to his horror, he spotted a pig's foot with a little mud dangling in front of him.

In the next second, a strong salty smell welled up in his mouth and nose, constantly stimulating his taste buds.

"Nima, this world is really reversed, my son's feet let Lao Tzu lick ......"

Angry, this was He Gu's last thought before he fell unconscious.