"You don't know how ruthless this Diao family is, to our poor tenants, it is eager to break the bones and suck the marrow, let God drought and locust plague, their Diao family's rent is a grain of grain can not be missing, how many people are forced to die in the family, how can it not be moisturized!" Tang He said hatefully.

Obviously, the Diao family has long been notorious in Shili and Eight Townships.

"Then let's do the right thing for heaven and clean up this Diao family!" Zhu Chongba said in a low voice.

"Yes, let's do the right thing for heaven." Tang He nodded vigorously.

The first step of the plan was about to begin, and Tang He's heart began to feel a little nervous.

On the contrary, Zhu Chongba, who went to take the lead, had a calm look on his face, which made Tang He secretly admire, and felt that he really didn't follow the wrong person!

Zhu Chongba, it's really good material to do big things!

"Brother, it's almost, go quickly!" Zhu Qiwu said.

At this time, a few homeless people happened to gather at the door of Diao's house, and a housekeeper-like person came out of it, patting his arms and looking at his teeth at several homeless people, obviously selecting.

There's definitely no better time to do it.

"Okay, let's go over, don't forget the agreement we made, after we gain trust, put three one-fist-sized stones at the gate, and press a leaf under each one, this is the code!" Zhu Chongba got up and said.

"Brother, don't worry!" Zhu Qiwu nodded in response.

They have already made an appointment, and after Zhu Chongba mixed into Diao's house, he first put out this joint code, and then connected it in a relatively hidden dog hole, and got the sweat medicine into Diao's house.

Zhu Chongba deliberately rubbed the torn clothes on his body, and then slowly walked to the door of Diao's house, the people who sold themselves as slaves were basically so hungry that they had no strength, and it was impossible for them to stride away.

Before he could get to him, he heard the fat butler of the Diao family shouting.

"Roll it all to Lao Tzu, a group of cheap bones, either rotten sores or sick seedlings, do you think our Diao family is a good person?!"

Obviously, the few homeless people who were going to sell their bodies just now were very unsuitable for him.

Under the order of the fat butler, a few Diao thugs waved sticks and beat these homeless people, so that they could die farther away, so as not to defile the boundaries of the Diao family.

"Humph!" The fat butler shook his hand disdainfully, and was about to turn back.

Suddenly, a heart-filled voice came from behind him.

"Master, you can be kind, give us a livelihood, and reward us with a mouthful of leftovers!"

As soon as the fat butler turned around, he saw a tall and thin young man standing in front of him, although his face was a little long, but it was upright and heavy, which was quite reassuring at first glance.

It's just that there is no hair on his head, but he is a monk?

"Monk? What is the name of the law, and in which temple is the order placed? The fat butler asked.

"Back to the master, our name is Zhiping, it was originally from Dinglin Temple, but the temple has been hit by fire recently, and there is no livelihood." Zhu Chongba said with a flattering smile.

"Oh, it turned out to be Jorinji Temple, I know it." The fat butler nodded.

A few months ago, the fire in Dinglin Temple in the neighboring county burned completely, and the world was too chaotic to make up the expenses for reconstruction, and dozens of monks were all dismissed.

Now it seems that this monk should not even be able to fill his stomach.

The Diao family is up and down, but no one believes in Buddhism, and they will definitely not give these bald donkeys white rice.

"Monk Zhiping, what will you do?" The fat butler looked Zhu Chongba up and down and asked.

He has already seen that this monk is definitely a good hand at hard work, and it would be even better if he could know some other skills.

"Back to the old man, we will make a big pot of rice and serve a hundred and ten people to eat, that is not a problem!" Zhu Chongba hurriedly said.

The big pot of rice in the temple is the weight of dozens of people as soon as it is made.

When Zhu Chongba was in Huangjue Temple, he was bullied by the fire-headed monk, and he didn't cook less.

When the fat butler heard this, his eyes immediately lit up.

"Yo, you still have the ability to do this?" The fat butler was a little surprised and surprised.

Now there are more and more strong soldiers in the Diao family, and there is just a lack of a cook who can fry rice in a big pot.

The fat housekeeper thought that he was lucky, and found a chef who didn't spend money, so that the chef's salary could go to his own pocket.

In fact, all of this was Zhu Qiwu's calculation in advance.

Zhu Qiwu heard Tang He say that the Diao family has recruited a lot of people recently, so he guessed that he must need a cook to make a big pot of rice, and it just so happens that the job of a cook is the most convenient for sweat medicine!

"Master, don't worry, our craftsmanship is definitely good after eating!" Zhu Chongba patted his chest and said.

The fat housekeeper nodded with satisfaction, and said with a wicked smile: "Listen, our Diao family looks at you pitifully, they are about to starve to death, reward you with a mouthful of food, and sell yourself as a slave, but they are all consensual, and you are not allowed to regret it!" ”

Boy.

As soon as this fat butler opened his mouth, he wanted the rhythm of prostitution.

Not only does he not have the salary of a chef, but he doesn't even want to give money for selling his body, so he just eats every day.

"We don't have a home or a mouth, just have food to eat!" Zhu Chongba smiled honestly.

"Good! Come with me, let's sign and draw! ”

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, all of which were silently remembered in his heart.

After some signing and drawing, Zhu Chongba's sale of himself as a slave was decided.

The fat butler then took him to the back kitchen, ready to try his hand.

Zhu Chongba has been suffering in Huangjue Temple for several years, but he has not eaten in vain.

The ability of the fire-headed monk has already been learned by him.

After a quick stir-fry and stew, a fragrant radish stewed out of the pot.

There isn't much meat, but it's delicious.

The fat butler smelled the taste, and his index finger moved, and he picked up the chopsticks and tasted it.

"Hmmm! Delicious! ”

The fat butler suddenly smiled like a flower.

He thought to himself that he had found a treasure.

Not only does it leave a big chef's salary, but the family can also save a lot of money on meat and vegetables in the future!

This wild monk is very good, and he can make it so fragrant without meat, so it is naturally convenient for him to deduct the meat money.

"Master, are our skills okay?" Zhu Chongba asked with a smile.

"Well, okay, that's too good!" The fat butler's tone was a lot kinder.

This monk is his own little fortune tree, so he can't be nicer to others.

"Then we'll be the cook of this big pot of rice in the future?" Zhu Chongba asked.

"That's right, in the future, you will be responsible for the food of these 100 people!" The fat butler made a decision.

Zhu Chongba was very happy when he heard the fat housekeeper's words.

He didn't expect to get into the back kitchen so smoothly, which is equivalent to half the success of the plan.