Ye Zhaoling looked at the tall noble Lord very apologetically, lowered his head slightly and saluted: "Excuse me for being rude, Lord Raziris, I grew up a vegetarian, and I cough after eating meat."
She always kept in mind the butcher's advice, no matter what the nobles asked for, she should refuse them; especially when the nobles invited them to eat, she must not touch anything related to meat.
At that time, the knife butcher patted her shoulder, his scarlet eyes were as big as copper bells, two streams of hot air came out of his nostrils, he came to her side and said mysteriously:
"In the Golden Sun Reserve, there is a pasture with livestock. The water and grass are lush, and the livestock's fur is shiny and smooth, providing the nobles with a prosperous and luxurious life."
"This was originally a good thing, but the livestock were treated too well and their fertility was too strong. Today, the number has reached an astonishing eight billion. In fact, thanks to the power of the Sun God, the livestock never die easily;
Their life stage is only to die of illness or starvation, unlike us middle-class and lower-class people, who will return to their hometowns by old age and death."
"Only the nobles can touch the things of the nobles. We middle-class people are fighting for the good life of the nobles all our lives. Their food, clothing, housing and transportation are the meaning of our existence;"
"I need to remind you that lower-class people must not indulge in the whims of noble adults and cannot extricate themselves."
"If the noble invites you to eat meat, you will say that I will cough if you eat meat; if the noble invites you to drink, you will say that you will not drink while driving; no matter what sweet words the noble says, it will fall on deaf ears."
"Otherwise, lower-class people will no longer be able to return to the daily lives of lower-class people. They will slowly grow old and lose their beauty. At this time, it will be difficult for them to get the favor of the nobles. Usually, if they make the nobles upset, they will be punished.
The punishment is to go to the pasture to pick dung balls."
Ye Zhaoling pinched the river crab in her hand with trepidation. Now she wanted to go back to Sun Town and eat her own porridge and rice. With such a thin body, she would definitely not be able to lift the dung ball. Don't let the livestock push it into the dung pond.
drowned...
"You are a little slave in the Knife Butcher's family. Didn't he tell you never to refuse an invitation from a noble?"
At this time, Lasiris had pulled down the black lace veil above her head. The veil was trailing to the floor, covering the skirt of her large burgundy red dress. Her tone was calm, and she could not hear any displeasure, let alone see it.
It was leisurely and leisurely before.
"The Knife Butcher said that we are born low and are not worthy of eating the food of nobles. Only by eating technology and hard work can we get God's favor at the end of our sinful life."
Only by eating more technology and hard work can you see God sooner. Ye Zhaoling gestured with a middle finger in her heart. She was allergic to theology.
The wind picked up in the rust-colored baobab forest, causing the lace veil on Raziris' head to flutter lightly.
Ye Zhaoling clutched the white cloak on her shoulders. The gem buckle on the cloak was inlaid with a "swastika" totem. This was her pass to freely enter and exit Sun Town. If unfortunately she lost it, she would have to stay in the deep.
In the Red Castle, I'm rubbing the feet of all the nobles.
Seeing Raziris standing there, the cold aura exuding from her body getting stronger and stronger, Ye Zhaoling quickly uprooted the sunflower next to him with his mouth wide open, knelt down on one knee, and raised his hand to Raziris.
Please excuse me, Miss.
sunflower:???
Ye Zhaoling saw the sunflowers being tossed around by the strong wind. She stretched out the river crab in her hand next to the wooden stake. The river crab stretched out its two large pincers and clamped the wooden stake tightly.
As a result, Ye Zhaoling encountered much less resistance.
Wooden pile:???
She guessed that this evil wind probably came from the Elf Cave, because the air was filled with a sky-blue ocean visible to the naked eye, which were all the luminous spores of the poisonous mushrooms in the Elf Cave.
Big-mouthed sunflowers love to eat these spores, so much so that after every mushroom storm, the smiling faces of the yellow sunflowers all turn into fluorescent blue, which looks very scary.
But they didn't realize it, their smiles became brighter and their grins grew wider.
Raziris waved the ruby cane in her hand, and the bright ruby drew a strange arc in the air. The tip hit the top of the wooden stake on the ground, causing it to tremble. It gritted its teeth and bent down, hard.
His body bent into a bow.
"Sir, have mercy! My lord, have mercy!" The leader of the wooden pile wailed, fearing that the noble would order it to be burned as firewood.
Lasiris turned around lightly, her arrogant laughter echoing in the empty baobab forest, her deep and joyful voice hinting at bewitchment.
"Who is God? Follow me to the end of the world. Do you want to live forever? Or stay young forever? Money or status? Or all of them will become a reality and no longer a dream."
Ye Zhaoling quickly got up and followed step by step: "I will always support you! Miss Laszlis! I am your only little sweetheart! Miss Laszlis will do whatever she says, I am your most loyal servant
, everything is at your command."
"Hmph." Lasiris snorted softly.
She didn't say anything, but Ye Zhaoling sharply heard Wooden Zhuanzi whispering: "You bitch! You bitch! Big licker, big licker! Licking till the end, nothing left!"
What is dog licking?
Raziris pondered for a few seconds and gave out a list of dish names, all of which Ye Zhaoling had never heard of. She passed by the wooden post and inadvertently kicked it: "Spicy eggs, go ahead."
Let’s prepare lunch.”
Ye Zhaoling was shocked that the name of this wooden pile was so barbaric. He heard it crying with joy: "Today, Master Raziris finally called my name. Although it was wrong, it doesn't matter. I will change my name to Spicy Maodan right away."
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Ye Zhaoling came close to the two gray eyes protruding from its head and quietly asked it what its original name was.
It glanced at Ye Zhaoling with disdain and said arrogantly: "Center overalls, I am Zhang San, please remember."
Ye Zhaoling:???The tampering is quite serious. The little chick is showing its black feet, right?
Before she could say anything, Raziris jumped up with Ye Zhaoling in her arms, and in the blink of an eye jumped onto the dark purple wall of the Crimson Castle. Looking around, the entire golden sun protection zone surrounded the Crimson Castle, like a
The beauty’s skirt blooms in layers.
Looking up, Ye Zhaoling vaguely caught a glimpse of a blood-red "sun".
Before she could see clearly, the next moment, Lasiris held her head against his chest with his other hand. Ye Zhaoling could feel the vibration in Lasiris's chest when she spoke: "Don't look directly at the moon.
."
It turned out to be a blood-red moon.
The moon appears during the day, where does the sun go?
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Ye Zhaoling sat at one end of the twenty-meter-long table, and Lasiris sat at the other end.
There are more than a dozen pots of dancing grass and disco flowers in the middle. The dancing grass twists like a cow, which is the original word for "spicy hairy egg".
It also complained about the disco flowers right next to Ye Zhaoling’s ear.
Under Razrith's death gaze, the disco girl did not dare to reveal her coquettish bitch nature and emit colorful lights. She only dared to quietly do some gradient colors, for fear that she would be too eye-catching and be thrown down the stairs by the noble Lord.
Feed the pigs.
The Dancing Grass is much more beautiful than the Dancing Flower. It has wide leaves like water plants and fluffy hairs on both the front and back. It twists its waist and stretches its neck, and can dance waltz with similar animals one meter away.
This table is too long.
As a local dog, Ye Zhaoling couldn't understand why a twenty-meter-long wooden table was made.
Of course, the word "local dog" was also used by Mala Maodan to praise her.
For some reason, Ye Zhaoling could basically realize that he would never dare to praise Lasiris or the other five nobles by praising others.
After waiting for who knows how long, the dancing grass stretched longer and longer, almost licking Ye Zhaoling's face. Raziris at the other end put down the goblet with a "bang", and time seemed to freeze in a ball at this moment.
Butter together.
Ye Zhaoling looked at the green tip of the grass stuck on the tip of his nose, blew it to the side, picked up the plate in front of him, cut a piece of cake and stuffed it into his mouth.
She is very hungry.
It is said that it is made of 100% vegetable butter, which is pure natural and pollution-free, soft and smoky, and cool. It tastes very strange, neither sweet nor sour, nor greasy. But it is free of charge, so if you don't eat it, you will get nothing.
She didn't notice that the crystal lantern fish hanging from the ceiling also became quiet at this moment, and no longer dared to spit bubbles at Ye Zhaoling at will.
Ye Zhaoling stared into the distance for half a minute before he vaguely saw that Raziris took off her leather gloves, shook them to the left three times, and shook them to the right three times, and then poured the red wine in the cup onto Mala Maodan's head.
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"...La...Lord Raziris..." Spicy Maodan's voice was trembling.
Ye Zhaoling had to stand up to see clearly what was happening on the other side.
"Usually, do I miss you to eat? Or do I miss you to drink?" Miss Lasiris asked in a very gentle tone.
Like Ye Zhaoling, she sat at the dining table and waited until she fell asleep. Miss Laszlis never took off her gorse mask, but she changed into a snow-white silk dress, which was better than the burgundy red gauze suit before.
The skirt is much more conservative, like a nun in church.
Mala Maodan was not in good health and could not bend down. After all, it was just an ordinary wooden stake. Facing the noble Lord's questioning, it kowtowed anxiously and knocked its head on the table leg.
Dare to stop.
"Lord Raziris is generous and noble! Well... um..." Spicy Maodan knew that he had reached a critical moment, and now was the time to try his best to flatter Lord Raziris! As a result, his brain structure was too simple.
, within the limited brain capacity and limited vocabulary, it is impossible to think of more beautiful words to please the nobles.