After harvesting the immortal rice and fairy vegetables, the remaining time was only five minutes, and Gu Zheng still improved the quality of eighty eggs, and compared to the previous day, his immortal power had improved again. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Eighty eggs, just for one's own food, are enough to eat for several days.

Gu Zheng got up at dawn the next day, there were fewer eggs raised yesterday, there was no exhaustion of fairy power, and there was no sense of exhaustion, which made him feel better today, Gu Zheng came to the kitchen after washing up and hummed a small song, fried two fried eggs in a row, sat at the dining table leisurely, and began to enjoy his breakfast.

At the end of the test, the machine spirit's restriction that he could only eat one omelette a day was gone, and this time he could finally eat as much as he wanted.

"It's delicious!"

Gu Zheng ate eight fried eggs in one go, ate one after frying, and ate eight in a row, he now felt that his mouth was full of the aftertaste of fried eggs, and he was even reluctant to open his mouth, for fear that these fragrances would leak.

Eight fried eggs, finally let Gu Zheng eat it at one time, and he was very satisfied.

"It's still comfortable to have such a leisurely day!"

After eating and drinking, Gu Zheng lay comfortably on the sofa, and was busy for half a month, and finally treated himself well, but suddenly became so idle, which made him a little unaccustomed.

"Don't argue, I haven't seen you move for half a month, what have you been busy with lately?"

was lying down, Mu Mu, the editor-in-chief of the food channel, suddenly sent a WeChat message, Mu Mu didn't know that the 'Gu master' who made the omelette was the indisputable cooperation of their website.

There was a comment that the fish who loves cats before, saying that if the omelette is not delicious, go to find 'indisputable' trouble, but Mu Mu always thought that Gu Zheng had eaten there, after all, Shu Yu Shop was the first to be introduced by Gu Zheng, and he didn't know that the person who made the omelette was Gu Zheng himself.

As for the fish who loves cats, he has long been bought by Gu Zheng, so that he should not reveal his identity to the outside world.

"I'm not busy, I've been at home lately!"

Gu Zheng flipped out his mobile phone and replied, he was lying on the sofa in the living room, the curtains were opened, the sun outside was shining on his body, bathing in the sunshine and feeling the warmth, and he had just eaten the most delicious omelette, not to mention how comfortable this feeling was.

"You won't stay at home for half a month, you haven't done anything, I haven't seen you write recently, the little shop you introduced last time is good, especially their omelette, I hope you can dig more of these delicacies, I will apply for you to increase the manuscript fee in the future!"

Mu Mu's reply was sent quickly, Mu Mu is here to urge the draft, Gu Zheng is lazy, and a website like him cooperates with food critics, and most of them usually have editors urging them.

"Okay, the wooden weave has been ordered, dare not obey the order!"

Gu Zheng sent a message in the past, in fact, he wanted to say that he had not been idle at all in the past half a month, and he was more tired than before, it was the most tired half a month for him, but thinking that this would reveal his identity, he gave up.

Mu Mu thinks that he has been lazy, so let her be, anyway, it's not that he hasn't been lazy, Gu Zheng has been lazy a lot, and once he didn't write a manuscript for a month, and was scolded by Mu Mu for two days.

"Don't just be poor, three days, at most three days, I want to see your new manuscript, preferably if there is a particularly delicious delicacy, and I will definitely give you an increase in the manuscript fee at that time, if I can't see your manuscript, I will apply upwards and reduce your manuscript fee!"

Mu Mu was not fooled by Gu Zheng, he directly limited his days, and directly gave him a reward and punishment to motivate.

"Don't, I'll write, I'll definitely write, why do you want to reduce the manuscript fee, the manuscript fee is so hurtful and angry!"

Gu Zheng hurriedly replied, food critics like them, the relationship with the website is actually cooperation, they are not the editors of the website, no one cares about it, and there is no task to be done, but they usually submit several manuscripts every month.

Gu Zheng because of his unique reviews, and never disobey his will, there are many loyal readers, so his manuscript fee is above the average on the website, each word is two cents before tax, usually a manuscript is less than seven or eight white words, more than one thousand five or six, plus pictures, that is, Gu Zheng writes a review draft, can get between one thousand and two thousand income.

His manuscript fee standard is not low, many newcomers on the website are paid five cents, six cents a word, he is more than double that of others, only those old experts who have been in the industry for a long time are higher than him, and now Mu Mu has to add to him, which means that his income standard is completely out of the ranks of newcomers.

"The manuscript reduction fee hurts the harmony, and the manuscript is even more hurtful and angry, I don't care, give you three days, be sure to give me a high-quality manuscript within three days, otherwise the manuscript fee will be reduced!!"

After Mu Mu replied, he didn't pay attention to the ancient dispute, and if someone else had such a high standard of remuneration, he would have written it every day, and even thought about writing the last article a day to make more money.

If it weren't for Gu Zheng's writing, which was really good, and the style was unique, Mu Muzhen didn't want to care about him, but unfortunately the whole website was Gu Zheng, a lone seedling who never wrote comments against his will, and he dared to say anything when he commented, and he was not afraid of anything.

"This Mumu!"

Gu Zheng had no choice but to drop his mobile phone, in fact, he didn't care how much manuscript fee he had, he didn't lack money, he asked his father for it when he was short of money, not to mention much, it was absolutely no problem to ask for one or two hundred thousand yuan each time, or simply go to be a chef himself, which earned a lot more than writing manuscripts.

Even if he only sells fried eggs, he earns more a day than he can write a manuscript in a month.

But after all, food review is his job, it is a job he likes, and he doesn't want to give up yet, and if he doesn't want to give up, he has to maintain a good relationship with the website.

What's more, the level of the manuscript fee directly affects a person's industry status, and the fact that Gu Zheng's manuscript fee can be separated from the newcomer standard is also a recognition and affirmation for him.

"It seems that it is impossible to be lazy, let's go out for a walk!"

Gu Zheng sat up from the sofa, the warm sunshine is really nostalgic, but it's a pity that the editor urged the manuscript, and when the editing task is completed and the manuscript is handed in, it is not too late to lie down again.

When he went out, Gu Zheng brought the 40,000 yuan with him, and since he was going out, he went to Shu Yu and gave her the share this time.

"Reminder, a total of 1,400 omelettes have been sold these days, with a total income of 123,200 yuan, and Shu Yu's share has become 36,960 yuan, please share according to the agreed amount, not more or less, otherwise you will be punished with ten lashes!"

Gu Zheng had just taken the money, and before he went out, the voice of the machine spirit suddenly came out, and Gu Zheng stood there in a daze, holding a small bag containing 40,000 yuan in cash, and the muscles on his face trembled slightly.

"Machine Spirit, you are so ruthless, you will have no friends in the future!" After a few minutes, Gu Zheng said quietly.

"I don't need friends, my task is to supervise you and let you grow well!" replied lightly.

"Count you ruthless!"

Dropping this sentence I don't know how many times I said, Gu Zheng counted 36,960 yuan again, counted it several times in a row, and only after making sure that it was correct did it put it in his bag and went out.

He didn't want to be given more or less, and the machine spirit who was always ready to find trouble would get the handle and bite him hard.