After collecting the immortal rice and immortal dishes, there were only five minutes left. Gu Zheng still managed to improve the quality of eighty eggs. Compared to the previous day, his immortal energy had increased again.
The eighty eggs were enough for him to eat for several days.
The next day, Gu Zheng got out of bed at dawn. He didn't upgrade too many eggs yesterday, so he didn't use up all of his immortal energy. He also didn't feel tired, which made him feel even more energetic today. After washing up, Gu Zheng hummed a little tune as he walked to the kitchen. He fried two fried eggs in a row, then leisurely sat at the dining table and began to enjoy his breakfast.
With the test over, the restriction of eating one fried egg per day by the weapon spirit also disappeared. This time, he could finally eat as much as he wanted.
"It's really delicious!"
Gu Zheng ate eight fried eggs in one breath. After finishing one, he ate eight in a row. Now, he felt that his mouth was full of the remaining fragrance of the fried eggs. He was even unwilling to open his mouth for fear that the fragrance would leak out.
Eight fried eggs were finally enough for Gu Zheng to eat to his heart's content. He was full and very satisfied.
"Such leisurely days are still the most comfortable!"
After eating and drinking to his heart's content, Gu Zheng comfortably laid on the sofa. After being busy for half a month, he finally had the chance to properly reward himself. He was not used to suddenly becoming so idle.
"Buzheng, I haven't seen any news from you for half a month. What have you been busy with recently?"
While he was lying down, the chief editor of the gourmet channel, Mu Mu, suddenly sent a WeChat message. Mu Mu didn't know that the 'Master Gu' who made the fried eggs was their website's partner, Buzheng.
Previously, Fish That Loves to Eat Cat had made a comment, saying that if the fried eggs weren't delicious, he should find trouble with Buzheng. However, Mu Mu had always thought that Gu Zheng had eaten there before. After all, Shu Yu's restaurant was first introduced by Gu Zheng. He didn't know that the person who made the fried eggs was actually Gu Zheng himself.
As for Fish That Loves to Eat Cat, he had already been bribed by Gu Zheng to not reveal his identity to the public.
"I'm not busy. I've been at home recently."
Gu Zheng took out his phone and replied. He was lying on the sofa in the living room. The curtains were drawn, and the sunlight outside shone on his body. Bathing in the sunlight and feeling the warmth, he had just eaten the most delicious fried egg. This feeling was indescribably comfortable.
"Don't tell me you've been cooped up at home for half a month and haven't done anything? I haven't seen you writing any manuscripts recently. The restaurant you recommended last time is pretty good, especially their fried eggs. I hope you can dig up more of such delicacies. In the future, I will apply to increase your remuneration!"
Mumu's reply came quickly. Mumu came to urge the manuscript. Gu Zheng was lazy. Most of the food critics who worked with websites like him usually had editors urging the manuscript.
"Alright, since Mu Weaver has given the order, how can I not obey!"
Gu Zheng sent a message. In fact, he wanted to say that he hadn't been idle at all in the past half a month, and he was more tired than before. It was the most tiring half a month for him. But thinking that this would reveal his identity, he gave up.
Mumu thought that he had been lazy, so let her be. Anyway, it wasn't that he had never been lazy. Gu Zheng had been lazy many times. Once, he didn't write a manuscript for a month and was scolded by Mumu for two days.
"Don't just talk nonsense. Three days, at most three days, I want to see your new manuscript. It's best if it's a particularly delicious dish. At that time, I will definitely increase your remuneration. If I don't see your manuscript, I will apply to reduce your remuneration!"
Mumu wasn't fooled by Gu Zheng. She directly limited his days and directly gave him a reward and punishment measure to encourage him.
"Don't, I'll write, I'll definitely write. Why reduce the remuneration? Reducing the remuneration will hurt the harmony!"
Gu Zheng hurriedly replied. For food critics like them, their relationship with the website was actually a collaboration. They were not the editors of the website, so no one was in charge of them, so they did not have any tasks. However, they would usually submit a few manuscripts every month.
Gu Zheng had a lot of loyal readers because of his unique comments and he never lied to his heart, so his remuneration was above average on the website. Each word was one yuan and two cents before tax. Usually, a manuscript was at least seven or eight white words, and more than one thousand five or six hundred, plus pictures, that is, Gu Zheng could earn between one thousand and two thousand for a review manuscript.
His remuneration standard was not low. Many newcomers on the website were paid fifty cents or sixty cents for a word. He was more than twice as much as others. Only those who had been in the industry for a long time were higher than him. Now Mumu wanted to increase it for him, which meant that his income standard was completely out of the ranks of newcomers.
"Reducing the remuneration will hurt the harmony. Without a manuscript, it will hurt the harmony. I don't care. I'll give you three days. Within three days, you must give me a high-quality manuscript, otherwise, the remuneration will be reduced!"
After Mumu replied, he no longer cared about Gu Zheng. If it were someone else with such a high remuneration standard, they would have already written every day. They would even think of writing one article a day to earn more money. Gu Zheng, on the other hand, did not care about earning money at all. He even had to urge him many times.
If Gu Zheng didn't write really well and had a unique style, Mumu really didn't want to care about him. Unfortunately, Gu Zheng was the only one who never wrote a review against his heart on the whole website. He was the only one who dared to say anything in the comments. He was not afraid of anything, and sometimes he was really indispensable.
"This Mumu!"
Gu Zheng reluctantly put down his mobile phone. In fact, he didn't care how much the remuneration was. He was not short of money. If he was short of money, he could ask his father for it. Not much, but it was absolutely no problem for him to ask for one or two hundred thousand yuan each time. Or he could simply become a chef himself, which earned a lot more than writing manuscripts.
Even if he only sold fried eggs, he could earn more in a day than he could in a month of writing manuscripts.
But after all, food criticism was his job. It was a job that he liked. He didn't want to give it up. If he didn't want to give it up, he had to maintain the relationship between the websites.
What's more, the amount of remuneration directly affected one's position in the industry. Gu Zheng's remuneration was higher than the standard of a newcomer. For him, it was also a kind of recognition and affirmation.
"It seems that I can't be lazy anymore. Let's go out for a walk!"
Gu Zheng sat up from the sofa. The warm sunshine really made people miss it. Unfortunately, the editor urged him to write the manuscript. It wouldn't be too late to lie down after he finished the editor's task and handed in the manuscript.
When he went out, Gu Zheng took the 40,000 yuan with him. Since he was going out, he would go to Shu Yu's place and give her the remuneration.
"Reminder, a total of 1,400 fried eggs were sold these days. The total revenue is 123200 yuan. Shu Yu's share is 36960 yuan. Please share according to the agreed amount, no more or less. Otherwise, you will be punished with 10 lashes!"
Gu Zheng had just taken the money. Before he went out, the voice of the weapon spirit suddenly sounded. Gu Zheng stood there in a daze, holding the 40,000 yuan in his hand. The muscles on his face trembled slightly.
"Weapon spirit, if you are so heartless, you won't have any friends in the future!" After a few minutes, Gu Zheng said faintly.
"I don't need friends. My task is to supervise you and let you grow well!" The weapon spirit replied faintly.
"You win!"
After saying this sentence countless times, Gu Zheng counted the 36960 yuan again. He counted it several times. After confirming that there was no mistake, he put it in his bag and went out.
He didn't want the weapon spirit, who was always looking for trouble, to take a bite out of him if he gave more or less.
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