The villain's way to tame the protagonist

"You are the most typical farmer. You don't know anything except farming. You are timid and kind. Therefore, you are trustworthy and easy to use."

Henk was stunned for several seconds, then he let out a long sigh: "Is that all?"

"If I were the only one at the time, I wouldn't be able to provide enough food, and the advance payment I could get wouldn't be convincing enough, so I wouldn't be able to easily get the right to negotiate the sale of food from other farmers."

"Moreover, after hearing my explanation, ordinary farmers usually become greedy and secretly trade with Rozokera. In this way, he can take advantage of this short-sightedness and easily control us."

"Plus... you are more suitable for negotiating and communicating with other farmers than I am. You have done a good job in this matter these days. Do you need me to give you more reasons?"

Laurel answered Henk from a very rational and utilitarian perspective, but the latter did not show much unhappiness. Instead, he became more relieved.

"No, no, no... I understand what you mean, Laurel... You are really amazing! You will definitely become a great businessman in the future!"

"...Big businessman, huh."

Although Laurel didn't comment, she snorted for some unknown reason.

"Anyway, we have to push the Pelican Chamber of Commerce to occupy the entire Watson Territory's food market. The sooner the better... the sooner the better, understand?"

Hunk didn't notice the enthusiasm and eagerness in Laurel's words, but readily agreed: "No problem, I will communicate with them-"

Boom boom boom!

The hurried knock on the door startled both of them. Luo Zuokela didn't need to knock on the door to come in, so who could be knocking?

"Come in." Laurel frowned slightly.

The door was pushed open, and an ordinary Chamber of Commerce employee walked into the lounge tremblingly, holding a... cloth bag in his hand?

"Mr. Moramo, Mr. Henke, someone...someone brought this to the front desk and said it was...it was for you."

"For... me?"

Henk looked puzzled and took the cloth bag from the employee.

As soon as he touched it, the shape of the things in the cloth bag made him feel a little sick.

Why does it feel like... like a hand?

The young man untied the cloth bag nervously. The moment the package was opened, he screamed and threw the cloth bag away.

thump—

The object fell to the ground and rolled. Laurel's pupils shrank slightly because it really was... a hand!

He looked at the employee sternly: "Who sent it?"

"I... I don't know! He covered his face and left it there."

Henk stood there, staring at the hand for a long time, the fear in his eyes growing stronger and stronger, directly covering up the initial fear.

He staggered forward two steps and fell to the ground, almost crawling on his hands and feet to find the hand, his pale lips trembling constantly.

"This is...this is..."

Henk picked up the broken hand, which had no blood flowing out and looked like it had been chopped off for some time. He looked at the wooden ring on the thumb and said in a panic:

"This is my father... This is my father's hand!"

"..." Laurel's eyes narrowed slightly. He immediately stood up and walked to Henk, "Let me see."

"Laurel!" Hunk didn't give him his hand, but shouted in fear and anger, "Who! Who would threaten my dad! He...what's wrong with him now, he won't--"

"I told you to give it to me!"

Laurel irritably snatched the pale hand from Hunk's hand, and when she turned it over, she saw the torn palm... and the words engraved on it:

【cost】

Chapter 7: They Are Not Simple (K)

Henk's father was captured and his palm was cut off, with the word "price" carved on the palm.

Because the method was too brutal, Rozzokela blocked the news. Currently, only he, Henk and Laurel know about it.

"What is coming will come."

The experienced wealthy businessman paced back and forth in the office with a gloomy look on his face.

What he found difficult was not the matter of Henk's father. To him, this farmer was just Laurel's pendant. Whether this guy's father, who was almost buried, was dead or alive had nothing to do with him.

What Luo Zuokela is worried about is the unplanned tricks from other forces.

Although he is the richest man in Little Pelican City, and even in the entire Watson Territory, he has some capital, but compared with the truly wealthy families in Watson Territory, it is nothing.

Just as Laurel was betting that the businessmen would not dare to do anything beyond the rules due to certain constraints, Rozzokela was also betting that the Pelican Chamber of Commerce would not be torn apart by the ruthless means of Watson and other wealthy businessmen.

He originally thought that he had made the right bet. After all, anyone could see the prospects of the Pelican Chamber of Commerce. Not to mention that formidable behemoth, even the local grain chamber of commerce in Qingling City could use various means to strike back at the Pelican Chamber of Commerce with all their might.

But the Pelican Chamber of Commerce developed extremely smoothly in such a short period of time without encountering any obstacles, which proved that he made the right bet.

But if the bet is right... then who kidnapped Henk's father?

Laurel, an ordinary-looking farmer, also frowned. He obviously thought of what Rozzokela was thinking and was puzzled by it.

"If it was... someone from another Chamber of Commerce who took action," he whispered to himself, "why did they choose now?"

"But if it's not them, who else could it be?" Rozokera exhaled a puff of cigar smoke. "Or is it that the big shot is tired of playing? He plans to cancel the rules and watch us bite each other like wild dogs? This is in line with the character of those big shots."

His next words made the usually calm Laurel tremble, but the frightened Henk and the worried Rozzokela did not notice it.

The short and sturdy man took a deep breath, picked up his hand that was on the table, and looked at the word engraved on his palm again - price.

As if being driven by something, Laurel kept squeezing his thoughts, his temples throbbing. After an unknown amount of time, he stared at the word and suddenly blurted out:

"If it's not for profit, what if it's for... revenge?"

"...Revenge?" Luo Zuokela was slightly stunned. "The Chamber of Commerce did not offend anyone during its establishment...wait."

He stroked his chin thoughtfully: "You mean, other farmers?"

"I can't think of any other possibility except this situation."

Laurel answered and turned to look at Henk: "Henk, have you ever exchanged letters with your family?"

"...Ah? Yes, yes, I asked someone to bring a pen and sent a letter to my father and elder brother, and some other things..."

Hunk answered in a panic, not knowing what was going on. Then he said to Laurel helplessly and panicked: "Laurel, I, my dad, my brother, they--"

"Calm down." Laurel interrupted Henk, "We are trying to figure it out now."

"Did you tell your father in the letter how well you are doing and what your status is, and also tell him about the Pelican Chamber of Commerce?"

Henk, who was extremely worried about his family, naturally answered all the questions: "Yes, yes, this... is not okay?"

Laurel and Rozzokela both showed a look of understanding.

Then, they actually... breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

"So that's how it is, haha, I almost got scared." Rozokera grinned, "Then there's nothing to worry about."

"It's just a revenge, but you have to be more careful..."

"Wait, what are you talking about?"

The two of them didn't care about their father's safety at all, which made Henk raise his voice unconsciously: "Why did Dad do this? What happened to him?"

Rozzokela and Laurel, who seemed to relax at the same time, looked at Henk together. Their eyes made Henk shrink back and made him feel a strange, but suppressed...anger.

Finally, it was Laurel who spoke up: "It's very simple. It's very likely that after your father received your letter, he spread the news widely in your hometown, and your identity was known to others. Then... you were captured by other farmers."

"How is this possible!" Henk shouted in disbelief. "Everyone in this village is a good person. They would never do such a thing!"

"Among those who are about to die, how can there be any good people?" Rozokera sneered disdainfully, "Henke, wherever your hometown is, that's where you should sell the crops you grow."

"Yes, around Qingling City."

Then, Laurel very considerately taught Henk a lesson.

The food market, occupation, destruction, and the final outcome... After hearing all this, Henk stood there in a daze for a long time.

"In short, we will find a way to rescue your father, don't worry." Laurel patted Henk's shoulder symbolically, "The Chamber of Commerce has plenty of money now, so it won't be difficult to rescue your father. By the way, Mr. Heger, your communication just now was..."

The voices that didn't care about him gradually drifted away, and only Laurel's words just now echoed in Henk's mind.

After a long time, he suddenly rushed out of the lounge without saying a word.

"Your friend seems to be quite upset, Mr. Moramo." Rozzokela shrugged.

"Just help him get revenge...find someone to kill all the people who kidnapped his father, and he won't have too many complaints." Laurel said calmly.

"Even if there is, it doesn't matter. If he is too ungrateful, just replace him with someone else."

"Haha, I just like your personality, Mr. Moramo, you are such a good partner."

The two men no longer paid much attention to the young man who ran away and continued to chat about business topics.

What is very strange is that the two people who were discussing whether to expand production reached a consensus directly:

Increasing output and production speed, but also not just increasing output and production speed.

We need to improve the reputation of the Pelican Chamber of Commerce in every way possible, and promote the extremely magical food they can produce to... the entire empire.

So, within two days, a gourmet famous in the empire passed by Watson Territory.

By "chance", he came to a restaurant with special ingredients. After tasting the restaurant's vegetable rice and noodles, he was immediately amazed.

[From the perspective of cooking skills alone, the level of this restaurant is terrible, but even with such terrible cooking skills, the ingredients themselves still easily impressed me, which shows how excellent their quality is]

[An ordinary restaurant in an ordinary territory should not have such perfect ingredients. After learning more about it, I found out that... Such ingredients can be purchased at Watson Territory at a price that is almost the same as ordinary ingredients.]

[I didn’t believe it at first, until I bought a tomato at the market in this small city that was so fresh that it made me cry.]

This gourmet was famous in the empire - of course, he was famous in the circles of the powerful. As soon as his article was published in the imperial capital, it caused a huge sensation.

It was such a sensation that it was somewhat... incomprehensible.

"Ming Fuluo!"

In the public restaurant of Babel Tower, Hendrick smiled and waved to Ming Fuluo who was holding a plate of vegetarian dishes: "Come and sit down."

Miss Doll paused, remained silent for two or three seconds, and then sat quietly opposite him.

"The public canteen also uses ingredients grown with soil strengthening agents." Hendrick said happily, "How do you think it tastes?"

"It's OK." Ming Fuluo lowered her head and responded softly, "I don't have any criteria for judging the taste of food."

"And I haven't seen you come to the public dining hall before... Are you here to try out new ingredients?"

"...So be it."

——She would not say that someone, in the name of her father, ordered her to complete her three meals a day.

Hendrick had long been accustomed to Ming Fuluo's temper. He still looked happy and handed her the newspaper: "Ming Fuluo... We succeeded, we really succeeded!"

Ming Fuluo glanced at the newspaper. The huge, somewhat sensational headline on the cover made her frown deeply.

[A miraculous potion from the Tower of Babel, a divine miracle that eliminates hunger? ]

But Hendrick was still extremely excited and kept talking: "I'm actually always paying attention to the situation in Little Pelican City and Breeze City... I don't know what's going on in Breeze City, there's not much noise, but Little Pelican City... My God, their efficiency, not just in planting, but in delivering food to all parts of the territory, is too high!"

The middle-aged man's eyes were full of hope. "It's only been more than a month, and hunger has almost been eliminated in an entire small or medium-sized territory. Moreover, we only provided them with such a small dose of medicine. If we give them more medicine and open up more farmland, then the hunger problem of the entire empire can be solved-"

"This is a bit off the mark, Hendrick."

Ming Fuluo calmly interrupted Hendrick who was talking nonstop: "We originally planned to limit ourselves to those two cities, but now the whole empire knows about this... Do you think this is a good idea?"

Hendrick was stunned for a moment, then he rubbed his forehead with a wry smile: "You are right, now this matter has suddenly become hot, and Lord Anser...it should be very troublesome."

No...the problem lies with Anser.

Ming Fuluo held her knife and fork tightly and remained silent.

In the brief moments of solitude, when she was able to get away from Ansel, she could always barely regain her former self who was rational, calm, and able to clearly analyze the current situation.

Because the pressure she was under when she was with Anser was... too great.

Almost all the time, he was actively thinking, or being guided to think, about what was happening at the moment, rather than thinking about what Anser really wanted to do.

This is actually a good thing, but also... not such a good thing.