Pokémon: Starting as a Farmer Instead of a Trainer

Chapter 67 I Don't Eat Gas Bombs

"Put them all down."

Mingyou waved his hand, and Ariados on the tree cut all the silk threads, freeing the people who had been bound into iron cocoons.

They had been hanging from the tree for over an hour. Faced with such a helpless situation, who knows what kind of psychological torment they had endured? Fortunately, Xiao Zhao was not affected.

"Ha ha……"

Xiao Zhao awkwardly fiddled with her hair, unsure how to explain. If Mingyou hadn't suddenly asked her why she came here, she probably wouldn't have remembered these people at all.

Seeing everyone freed, Mingyou said apologetically, "I'm sorry, because a few days ago some thieves broke into the manor to steal fruit and injured some of the Pokémon living here, so..."

"I understand..."

Professor Kukui waved his hand. He hadn't expected this to be Mingyou's home. No wonder he saw so many strange fruits. However, the wild Pokémon in this fruit forest were a bit too smart.

As everyone cleaned the syrup off themselves, Dan Yu, finally able to speak, gritted her teeth and shouted at Ming You with a humiliated expression, "You did that on purpose, didn't you?! I'll make you swallow a gas bomb whole!"

"I won't eat gas bombs."

Mingyou casually replied, then waved to Ariados: "Keep this one hanging there until she stops making a fuss, then drop her down."

"I was wrong! I was wrong! Ah—"

……

Latias looked on with a resentful expression. He had finally managed to catch all the thieves, and you had released them all without even a word of praise.

At Mingyou's prompting, she reluctantly returned the hat she had picked up to Lillie.

However, seeing her expression, Lillie, who had had a terrible day, shook her head: "If you want it, I'll give it to you. Anyway, I still have... By the way, is there a restroom here? I can't get the syrup off my hair."

She looked at Mingyou, as did some other students. There was no other way; although these people had run into her manor first, Mingyou still had to rely on them to do business for her.

"Come to my house, everyone..."

He led everyone to the villa, where Dr. Kukui asked curiously, "Didn't Danyu say that an old man used to live here, and that he passed away not long ago?"

That's my grandfather.

"I see. My condolences."

"fine."

Mingyou shook her head and led these people into the villa to rest. She also told them where the bathroom was located and that there was shampoo available there.

He then shook his head helplessly. This was the first time so many people had come to his house, even though it wasn't even Chinese New Year yet...

Dr. Kukui looked around the living room and felt that it was probably decorated more than ten years ago, and it was indeed too simple.

But thinking about what had just happened, he asked curiously, "Were those special crops left to you by your grandfather and then passed on to you to cultivate?"

"Uh... more or less. My grandfather used to be a researcher in the Padiya region. He later resigned and settled in Kitakami Township."

Mingyou nodded gently and responded with a smile, "Let's say it this way for now, otherwise it will be too troublesome to explain."

After all, he had only been in Beishang Township for a little over two months, and he had already cultivated so many special crops. It was practically a magical story if word got out.

Hearing this, Xiao Zhao was also surprised: "Your grandfather is that amazing?"

"Of course!"

"Some researchers are like that; they will spend their entire lives stubbornly studying certain things. They remain unknown, and their research results may not be discovered until long after they pass away."

Dr. Kukui himself transitioned from being a trainer to a researcher, so he knows quite a few people like that and therefore has a lot of respect for them.

"..."

Seeing that Dr. Kukui seemed to be worshipping his grandfather, Mingyou felt embarrassed and thought it best to change the subject; if she asked a few more questions, she would give herself away.

Fortunately, before he could speak, Dr. Kukui asked curiously, "By the way, in the area where we were infected, I saw some very beautiful wild fruits. You must have cultivated them, right? I don't think I've seen them for sale."

"Cypress strawberries? The ones I brought to the Taipei Center today were all sold out because they only ripened a few days ago. The farm has new varieties from time to time."

"Oh?"

Dr. Kukui was now completely interested. The previous varieties of fruit were too few, and he hadn't been able to make any significant progress. Now there were new varieties, and they were even from their place of origin. He was determined to study them carefully!

"By the way, what other fruits do you sell? Do you sell all varieties?"

"Some crops are not suitable for direct sale because not all of the crops I grow and cultivate will learn new moves; it's a matter of probability. But almost all crops will have some special effects."

Mingyou explained that this was also a form of indirect promotion, telling them that mutant crops not only have the function of learning moves, but also have some beneficial effects on humans or Pokémon.

Dr. Kukui listened attentively. He hadn't paid attention to these things before, simply thinking it was a move learning device.

"This was just a side effect..."

He stroked his chin, lost in thought, then looked up and said seriously, "If your crops really do have special effects, it will probably cause a huge uproar around the world. And this is only part of it; there will definitely be many more in the future..."

"Of course I know that, so I'll just let it develop naturally. Anyway, I don't get many customers selling fruit online these days."

"You can't think like that..."

Dr. Kukui shook his head and continued, "My advice is that if you want to sell worldwide, it's best to find some official personnel to help you, so that you can have some protection."

After all, if you want to make money, you definitely need to sell these crops. Once the tourist season in Beishang Township is over, it will be very difficult to sell them, as not many people will come here specifically to sell fruit.

However, if we find the Pokémon League and establish a dedicated sales channel, it will be convenient in every sense of the word. With official guarantees, even if Team Rocket wanted to steal the package, they would have to think twice.

However, this is just a suggestion...

Mingyou understood what Professor Kukui meant. It was indeed time to think about these things. If they wanted to expand the business of the manor, it would be difficult to avoid the Pokémon League's official support.

After all, their existence is the best guarantee. You can't exactly suggest cooperating with the Rockets, can you?

Fortunately, he and the dodo bird were acquaintances, so perhaps he could ask the bird about this matter after the Beishang Township tourist season was over.

Then he took Dr. Kukui to visit the vegetable garden in the backyard. Xiao Zhao, who hadn't disturbed their conversation, also planned to follow along.

Suddenly, she seemed to sense a gaze and subconsciously looked towards the stairs, only to see a green figure running away quickly at the corner of the stairs.

"Um?"

She raised her eyebrows slightly, but did not go upstairs. Seeing that Mingyou and the others had already gone far away, she was about to follow them when a figure suddenly appeared in front of her.

Seeing Wu Li appear before her somewhat nervously, Xiao Zhao stopped and asked with a smile, "Is your hair all washed?"

"Um……"

Wu Li nodded slightly, clutching her collar with her left hand. After stammering for a long time, she finally spoke: "Sister Xiao Zhao, can I ask you for a favor...?"

"Just say what's on your mind."

Xiao Zhao knew that Wu Li was somewhat introverted and had always been well protected by Dan Yu.

Actually, she was quite concerned about the other person's mental state, but Danyu kept refusing, saying that she could take care of her younger brother herself and didn't need anyone else's help. This older sister's personality was really too stubborn.

When asked, Wu Li lowered her head and asked softly, "Sister Xiao Zhao and that brother are very close, right? I often see you promoting his products..."

"Naryu? We..."

Just as Xiao Zhao was about to respond, Wu Li's eyes suddenly turned serious. He placed his hand on his chest and said, "Could you talk to him for me? I want to... fight him!"

……

(End of this chapter)