Chapter 363 You have to think it through
Seeing the look in Bu Ruo's eyes, Xiao Yulan shook his head: "This wasn't a suggestion from me, nor was it something I helped him build. This was all his own idea. After he settled down, I stopped caring about him. My whole heart was on you."
Bu Ruo sighed and looked at a certain emperor: "You can live until now... You should be thankful that your spiritual power is the highest in this demon world, otherwise, not to mention them, even I would want to kill you."
The Demon King was speechless at the disgusted looks of the crowd: "You don't understand. Look how happy they are. They eat what they grow themselves. Even if they don't eat it, it's still a pleasure to look at what they grow themselves."
"Besides, I don't make them work like this every day. Every three days, I will have them gathered together for training. The Demon Realm now has strict rules and regulations, so there's no fighting or bullying anymore. At most, they'll just have minor fights like ordinary people."
"Well, I won't tell you anymore. Even if I tell you, you won't understand. Let's go. I'll take you to see my residence."
After an incense stick of time, the confidant saw his master return and happily went to greet him: "Master, you are back! I thought it would take at least several decades for you to come back. Let me see if you have become a demon god."
A certain emperor pushed away his henchman who was about to make a move on him: "Go away, do you think becoming a demon god is as easy as growing vegetables? This emperor is back to visit the forbidden land."
When the confidant heard that a certain emperor was going to the forbidden area, his face turned pale with fear: "Um... Master, no matter what, you are the master of our demon world. We are not demon gods, but we are still demon emperors, right? You can't die without becoming a demon god. You have to think about it."
The Demon Emperor kicked him angrily and said, "You are the one who wants to die! Why should I die when I am alive and well? The reason I went to the forbidden area was to become the Demon Emperor. You know nothing."
"Get lost! Serve these ancestors tea! Serve the best tea from our Demon Realm, the tea that I personally planted a few years ago. Pick out the best and bring it up."
Not long after…
puff……
"Hey, you idiot Xiao Huang, are you sure this is tea?"
"Yeah, isn't it delicious?"
"Delicious? Are you sure this has anything to do with delicious? Even if I go out and pick some leaves and soak them in it, they're still better than yours. What kind of tea is this? Are you sure the tea you grow is drinkable and not harmful?"
Jin Congcong spit out the tea leaves in his mouth and muttered softly: "This tea... is comparable to the medicinal food I made. If it doesn't taste good, forget it. It can even be fatal."
The Demon King glanced at the teacup in his hand and said, "Is it really that bad? I asked them to pick it back when I left a few years ago. I haven't tasted it yet."
then……
puff……
A certain emperor frowned and waved his hands repeatedly at Bu Ruo and the others, "Don't drink, don't drink. Um... This emperor really didn't mean it. This is the first time I've grown tea. It just happened to be picked when I came to find you. I haven't tasted it yet. This emperor really doesn't mean to steal your money or kill you. Really..."
"Ahem, bah, bah... You too, dare to brew such a disgusting tea? Do you want to kill me?"
The confidant looked at the emperor pitifully and said, "That...that I haven't tasted either. When you left in such a hurry, you even reminded me to pick the tea leaves and bring them back. How could I dare to drink it secretly? You treasure this tea so much, and if I dare to taste it, you will kill me when you come back."
A certain emperor was speechless: "Why don't you change it quickly and make a pot of tea grown by others."
The confidant took the tea and secretly took a sip, then swallowed it with a tangled look on his face: "Um... Master, your tea... should be the best among all the races in our demon world. I have tasted the tea of other races, and they are not as good as yours..."
"Or...or I'd better get you a pot of plain water. Plain water tastes better."
A certain emperor's face turned grim: "After so many years, how come this tea can't be grown well? It's really strange."
Xiao Jin took a sip of the teacup, his expression unchanged. "Uncle Chou, don't let them grow tea anymore. To be more precise, don't let them farm anymore. If you want to train them, you can try another method, like training soldiers."
A certain emperor's eyes lit up: "Yes, why didn't I think of training soldiers? I will teach them after I come back after studying the art of war."
"By the way, why don't they let them farm? Training doesn't interfere with farming, and they can still have food to eat."
Xiao Jin glanced at his confidant who was almost kneeling down in gratitude and said, "Because the land in this demonic world is special, it's not suitable for growing anything at all. Instead... it's more suitable for setting up formations."
"Uncle Ugly, haven't you noticed? The people from the Demon Realm aren't lazy and they use the best seeds. But the cucumbers they planted along the way... aren't even as thick as my sister's fingers, and the persimmons are only as big as a baby's fist. And even then, half of them died."
"So the fundamental problem lies with the land. Uncle Ugly, please let them go."
Finally, the confidant couldn't help but kneel on the ground with a thud: "Yes, Master, please let us go. It's not that we don't want to plant, it's just that we can't plant it..."
"Let's train. Training is good. If we ever have to fight those bastards in the sky, we'll definitely win."
A certain emperor glanced at Xiao Jin and waved his hand: "Okay, this emperor has decided. From today on, I will no longer farm. You will monitor their cultivation every day and not let them cause any trouble. As for the deployment of troops and formations, I will come back to teach you when I have learned it."
Everyone: ...
"Well, since we can't drink tea, let's go look at the treasures first. They are all collected by this emperor over the years. Come on, let's go now. This emperor keeps his word."
In the back hall, the Demon Emperor injected his spiritual power into a door, and the door slowly opened...
"Uncle Ugly...are you sure you asked Bu Bu to come here to pick out the good stuff, not to cry poor?"
"No servant in the palace wears this kind of fabric or pattern anymore."
"This style of headgear...even the old ladies on the street don't wear it."
"And this..."
After listening to the little girl's words, the emperor doubted himself for the first time.
"Is it really that ugly? When I bought these things in the mortal world, they said it was very nice, saying that no one else had them and that I would be the only one I bought. It cost me a lot of money."
Bu Ruo casually picked up a red hairpin and sighed, but still couldn't help but hit him: "If you buy this thing that no one wants, won't it be the only one you have?"
"The people who sold you these things must be laughing their asses off. How many years of good deeds must they have accumulated to meet a fool like you who bought all the styles that no one else wanted."
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