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Chapter 47 Urgent Draft

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    After collecting the immortal rice and vegetables, there were only five minutes left. Gu Zheng still improved the quality of eighty eggs. Compared with the previous day, his immortal power had improved.

    Eighty eggs are just what I eat, enough to last for several days.

    Gu Zheng got up at dawn the next day. He raised fewer eggs yesterday, did not exhaust his immortal power, and did not feel tired, which made him feel better today. After washing, Gu Zheng came to the kitchen humming a ditty.  , fried two omelets in a row, sat leisurely at the dining table, and began to enjoy his breakfast.

    With the test over, Qi Ling¡¯s restriction on him being able to eat only one fried egg per day 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, and ate them as soon as one was fried. He ate eight in a row. Now he felt that his mouth was full of the lingering fragrance of the fried eggs, and he didn't even want to open his mouth, for fear that the fragrance would be leaked.

    With eight fried eggs, Gu Zheng finally had a lot of fun eating them all at once. He was full and very satisfied.

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

    After eating and drinking, Gu Zheng lay comfortably on the sofa. He had been busy for half a month and finally rewarded himself. He was not used to being so leisurely all of a sudden.

    "No argument, I haven't seen you move for half a month. What have you been busy with recently?"

    As I was lying down, Mumu, the editor-in-chief of the Food Channel, suddenly sent a WeChat message. Mumu didn¡¯t know that the ¡®Master Gu¡¯ who made the omelette was a partner of their website.

    There was a comment before about eating cat's fish, saying that if the omelette was not delicious, he would go to Bu Zheng to trouble him, but Mu Mu always thought that Gu Zheng had eaten there. After all, Shu Yu's shop was the first to be introduced by Gu Zheng.  When they came out, they didn¡¯t know that the person making the omelette was Gu Zheng himself.

    As for the fish who loves to eat cats, he has already been bribed by Gu Zheng, asking him not to reveal his identity to the outside world.

    ¡°I¡¯m not busy, I¡¯ve been at home lately!¡±

    Gu Zheng pulled out his cell phone and replied. He was lying on the sofa in the living room. The curtains were opened, and the sunshine outside was shining on him. He was bathing in the sunshine and feeling the warmth. He had just eaten the most delicious omelette. This feeling was nothing to mention.  How comfortable.

    "You haven't stayed at home for half a month and done nothing, right? I haven't seen you write any articles recently. The small shop you introduced last time is good, especially their omelettes. I hope you can explore more of them.  Delicious food, I will apply to increase your royalties in the future!¡±

    Mumu¡¯s reply came quickly. Mumu was here to urge me to write the article. Gu Zheng was lazy. For websites like his that work with food critics, there would usually be editors to urge me to write the article.

    "Okay, I've given the orders, don't you dare disobey me!"

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

    Mumu thinks he has been lazy, so let her go. Anyway, it¡¯s not like he has never been lazy. Gu Zheng has been lazy a lot. Once he didn¡¯t write a manuscript for a month, and Mumu scolded him for two days.

    "Don't just talk. In three days, at most, I want to see your new manuscript. It's best if there is something particularly delicious. I will definitely give you an increase in manuscript fees. If I don't see your manuscript, I will  Just submit an application and lower your manuscript fee!"

    Mumu was not fooled by Gu Zheng, and directly restricted his days, and also directly gave him a reward and punishment measure to motivate him.

    "Don't, I will write, I will write, why do you want to lower the manuscript fee? Lowering the manuscript fee will hurt the harmony!"

    Gu Zheng hurriedly replied. The relationship between food critics like them and the website is actually cooperation. They are not the editors of the website. They have no one to supervise and have no tasks, but they usually submit a few articles every month.  manuscript.

    Because Gu Zheng¡¯s comments are unique and never go against his will, he has many loyal readers. Therefore, his manuscript fee is considered to be above average on the website. Each word is one yuan and twenty cents before tax. Usually, a manuscript can range from seven to eight white words to more than one thousand.  Five or six, plus pictures, that is, Gu Zheng can earn between one thousand and two thousand by writing a review.

    His standard for manuscript fees is already quite high. Many newcomers on the website are paid 50 cents or 60 cents per word. He is more than twice as much as others. Only the old experts who have been in the industry for a long time are higher than him. Now Mu Mu is even more.  Adding it to him means that his income standard is completely out of the ranks of newcomers.

    "Reducing the manuscript fee hurts harmony, and not having a manuscript hurts harmony even more. I don't care. I will give you three days. You must give me a high-quality manuscript within three days, otherwise the manuscript fee will be reduced!!"

    After Mumu replied, he stopped talking about Gu Zheng. If someone else had such a high standard of remuneration, he would have written every day. He even thought about writing one article a day to make more money. Gu ZhengWell, I don¡¯t care about making money at all, and I have to push myself many times.

    If it weren't for Gu Zheng's really good writing and his unique style, Mumu really wouldn't want to worry about him. Unfortunately, Gu Zheng is the only one on the entire website who never writes comments against his will. He is the only one who dares to say anything when commenting.  He is not afraid of a vicious tongue, and sometimes he is really indispensable.

    "This Mumu!"

    Gu Zheng reluctantly threw down his phone. In fact, he didn't care at all how much royalties he got. He was not short of money. If he was short of money, he would ask his father for it. If he didn't say too much, it would be absolutely fine to ask for one or two hundred thousand each time, or he could just do it himself.  Being a chef makes a lot more money than writing a manuscript.

    Even if he only sells omelettes, he earns more in one day than he does writing manuscripts in a month.

    But food review is his job after all, and it is a job he likes. He doesn¡¯t want to give up yet. If he doesn¡¯t want to give up, he must maintain the relationship between the websites.

    What's more, the level of royalties directly affects a person's status in the industry. Gu Zheng's royalties can deviate from the standard for newcomers, which is also a kind of recognition and affirmation for him.

    "It seems that I can't do it if I want to be lazy. Let's go out for a walk!"

    Gu Zheng sat up from the sofa. The warm sunshine was really nostalgic. It was a pity that the editor had urged the manuscript. After completing the editing task and handing in the manuscript, it would not be too late to lie down again.

    When he went out, Gu Zheng took the 40,000 yuan with him. Since he was going out, he stopped by Shu Yu's place and paid her this time's share of the money.

    "Reminder, a total of 1,400 omelets were sold these days, with a total income of 123,200 yuan. Shu Yu's share was 36,960 yuan. Please share according to the agreed amount, no more or less, otherwise you will be punished with ten lashes!"

    Gu Zheng had just taken the money and before he went out, Qi Ling's voice suddenly came out. Gu Zheng stood there blankly, holding a small bag containing 40,000 yuan in cash, and the muscles on his face trembled slightly.  A shudder.

    "Qi Ling, you are so heartless, you will have no friends in the future!" After a few minutes, Gu Zheng said quietly.

    "I don't need friends, my mission is to supervise you and let you grow up!" Qi Ling replied calmly.

    "you are vicious!"

    Putting aside this sentence that he had said countless times, Gu Zheng counted the thirty-six thousand, nine hundred and sixty yuan again. He counted it several times in a row, and after making sure it was correct, he put it in his bag and went out.

    He doesn¡¯t want to give him more or less, and the weapon spirit who is always ready to cause trouble will take advantage of him and bite him hard.

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