Raiders mission is to breed to get rich

After a silence that choked the pig, only the clear, unsympathetic laughter of the young man echoed in the air.

Sinan couldn't help laughing while leaning on the pen of the pigsty. This playful pig is really interesting. Is it regretting that it was so anxious to make a pig cry?

Old Moody looked at the young master in bewilderment, not understanding what was so funny just now, only the pig on the ground seemed to understand Sinan's ridicule, and angrily kicked away the soybean meal that had just been put in the trough with his hind legs. Leaving behind a proud back with a small tail flicking.

The distressed old Moody kept muttering: "Weird guy, who only knows how to waste food, the young master should kill and eat it."

Hey, it's a pity that their young master can't.

Sinan didn't forget the system's crazy alarm that day. If he really took the pig out to eat, the system would definitely warn again, after all, it was unnecessary consumption.

"Forget it, let's raise it first, and then observe it for a while." Sinan tilted his head and looked at the piglet that didn't eat, and sighed from the bottom of his heart, "If you can cry, you can eat sweets", and said to old Moody, "Go Bring some boiled eggs!"

If the piglets are not ready to eat well, they will not like to eat, so they can only feed more nutritious food to replenish energy and arouse appetite.

Old Moody went to fetch the eggs distressedly, and before leaving, he still gave the little pig a glare.

It's not that he hates this beast, it's just that in the interstellar era, all animal products that cannot be manufactured by machinery are more valuable than in the original star era, that is, on the agricultural star, the young master can still get a few eggs to feed pigs and put them on other planets. This is simply a typical playboy style.

but.

Their young master was originally a playboy...

It only takes a few seconds for the eggs to be cooked. Sinan peeled off the thin egg skin with his own hands, revealing the soft and elastic egg whites, and handed them to the pigsty.

The little pig stood in the corner, shrugged his nose, and stared warily at Sinan's hand.

"Come here to eat, it's okay, I won't send you to be sterilized." Sinan doubted whether the pig could understand what he said.

He shook his head, laughing and felt that he might have been misled by the playful pig.

But as soon as the words fell, the little pig really took a step and came over with a rattling.

Do you really understand?

Sinan watched the little pig attentively, watched its nose close to the egg and sniffed it for a long time, then raised its eyes and looked at Sinan for a while, complex lights flashed in his eyes, and he opened his mouth forward——

"Hey."

He bit Si Nan's hand with one bite, and flicked his tail triumphantly.

"Master—"

For a while, old Moody's panicked cries echoed in the pigsty.

Sinan: Think it over, don't stop me from the system, and eat stewed pork at night.

Ferich slowly opened his eyes from the bed.

"Pooh."

The first action is to pick up the black tea on the table and rinse your mouth.

He was rarely in a daze, sitting at the table and recalling the series of actions just now with great puzzlement, even the aftertaste of the complacency and pride just now was still reverberating in his heart.

Felici's hands trembled slightly, and his expression was unusually calm, but it made people feel that his face was clouded and made people tremble.

Didn't know thought his duke father was in jail or broke.

Always obsessed with cleanliness, he always wears gloves when he goes out, wishing he brought his own bowls, chopsticks and cups, when did he start to take pride in biting someone?

Turning into a pig must have affected his IQ, right?

for sure!

"No, we can't wait." Felici gritted his teeth angrily, "It must be taken."

Otherwise, I won't be able to live a peaceful life.

"Okay, master." Felici's soliloquy woke up the smart butler in the house, the communicator flashed, and a mechanized voice sounded, "I have checked for you, the list of nearby noble girls of suitable age is as follows: ..."

"Shut up!" Felici's forehead was throbbing with veins. What kind of strange setting is this, huh?What the hell is the original owner doing?

"Okay, master, optimization is in progress." The smart butler in the communicator paused, "I have checked for you, the list of nearby noble teenagers of suitable age..."

Felici: "..."

It's cold, it's time to take this smart housekeeper to factory reset.

His eyes were not friendly, and he was thinking over and over in his mind how to snatch the pig away from Sinan.

I don't know which thought touched the red line, and an alarm that I haven't heard for a long time sounded in my mind——

[Warning, warning, endangering the economic interests of innocent farmers, and not meeting the requirements of creating a harmonious villain, please pay attention, please pay attention! 】

"Grass."

Felici finally couldn't help but curse.

Where is that guy innocent? !

After Eberron attended the banquet at Conti Manor, he was transferred to the recuperation star for follow-up examinations again, until the doctor told him: "Your body is recovering well, and you can come back every month for postoperative maintenance. "

Eberron didn't care about these, and asked anxiously: "Then I can eat whatever I want now?"

The doctor smiled helplessly: "Of course, sir."

Eberron walked out of the hospital with a smile. As soon as he boarded his interstellar spaceship, he couldn't wait to summon his servants: "Quick, tell me what the little friends on the agricultural planet are doing?"

The lighter he ate at the recuperation star, the more Eberron missed the delicacy he had tasted at the banquet. After describing it over and over again, the attraction of the food was magnified several times in his heart, making him even more unforgettable.

He really wanted to hear from his servant what kind of delicacies Sinan made, even if he couldn't eat it now, he could imagine it, right?

The servant looked respectful: "Your Excellency, if you are asking about Mr. Sinan, according to our observation, he is busy raising piglets recently. There are currently 523 pigs in his manor, 215 of which are for breeding..."

Following Eberron's order to understand the situation of Sinan Manor, the servants diligently collected all the data.

It's a pity that the earl is not very interested.

"I'm not asking you how many pigs he has raised." Eberron smacked his lips with some dissatisfaction. Before he tasted the delicious pork that Sinan said, he couldn't imagine those dirty pigs with anticipation. Guy, "I mean what did he cook."

"Food?" The servant immediately responded, "Mr. Sinan has recently developed soybean meal mixed with fish meat rice. After the soybeans are ground to extract the juice, the dregs left are made into soybean meal cakes and mixed with fresh fish."

"That must be delicious!" Eberron imagined how Sinan would turn decay into magic. My God, he was looking forward to being able to make delicious food out of bean dregs.

"It should be..." The servant hesitated, but then nodded with certainty, "That's right, the pigs are very happy to eat."

Eberron: "???"

He seemed to understand something.

"Don't mention pigs to me anymore—" There was an angry roar from the spaceship.

The count blew his beard and stared angrily: "Who cares what those pigs are doing?"

As soon as he got off the spaceship, Eberron boarded his shuttle car angrily and listened to the report from the steward who stayed behind.

As expected of his butler, every piece of information is on point, and the reports are all important matters, much better than that stupid guy on the spaceship.

It is precisely because of this that the Earl dared to travel to and from the recuperation star for a long time, not afraid of missing important news.

Eberron gave the butler an appreciative look.

Encouraged, the butler remembered another piece of news and hurriedly reported: "By the way, there is also the movement of Mr. Lakis."

"Say." Eberron looked at the butler seriously, and even he had to take care of the noble duke's son from time to time.

"Mr. Lakis has often visited a manor recently, and he is Mr. Sinan, whom you praised very much last time." The housekeeper hesitated, "He..."

Eberron's eyes were full of emotion: "I knew that Sinan's talent would not be buried, and Ferich must have fallen in love with his craft."

"No, Your Excellency." The butler suddenly hesitated, "Mr. Lakis is going to urge Mr. Sinan to raise pigs."

???

Eberron: "Hehe."

He looked at his butler in disbelief, why wasn't which pot opened and which pot was lifted?

"I heard that he also provided Mr. Sinan with several suggestions on improving the ingredients, and now the two of them are in close contact with each other on raising pigs." The housekeeper simply told all the secrets he knew, speaking quickly with a deadpan expression.

Eberron felt like he was stuck in his throat, and said he would not mention the pig.

Why is Felici, a good nobleman, who seems to be a child of cleanliness, caring about raising pigs?

Does raising pigs really have fun and benefits that he doesn't know about?Is it good for health or stomach?

Eberron felt that he had to go to the pig farm more.

He sighed deeply: "I'm old and don't understand this era."

The butler agreed with a full face: "I will accompany you, Your Excellency."

And in another manor, Sinan: I don't understand either.

He didn't know why Felici kept coming these days. Could it be that they knew each other well?

Every time he had a stinky face, he would leave soon after, but according to Sinan's observation, he would go around the pig farm every time.

At first, Sinan was wary of him, he was the most perverted boss in the original book.

He didn't want to see the instant messaging news on a certain day, "Shocking, a pig farm in Agricultural Star was suspected of being poisoned, and dead bodies littered the field overnight."

But later, Sinan could only beg Felici in his heart not to open his mouth.

"Do you just feed your pigs something like this?" Felici said with irony in his eyes, "I can't believe the quality of pork fed with such inferior food."

"How about that? Steak with aged red wine?" Si Nan rolled his eyes and didn't want to talk to him.

From the last time Ferich suggested to change the pig feed to fish and vegetables with rice, he knew——

The villain boss is either preparing to drive him into bankruptcy, or he is crazy.

The arrogant Mr. Ferich wanted to turn his head and leave, but he swallowed his breath and followed Sinan firmly.

The deep voice continued to bewitch: "That can at least..."

"I get it, I get it." Sinan turned his head in a gesture of surrender, "At least the pig you ordered should be fed like this, right?"

Felici nodded proudly, as it should be: "Of course."

Sinan: "..."

Sinan had a complicated expression. Yes, Felici also ordered a pig at their pig farm and asked Sinan to feed it according to his standards. After the slaughter, Felici took it away.

It's that quirky showman pig.

Thinking about it carefully, it's true that pigs follow their masters, no wonder Ferich took a fancy to it.

If it wasn't for this reason, even if he tried to offend him, Sinan would never listen to him.

"I know it's impossible for your elm head to listen to my advice, but it doesn't matter, you just have to do it." Felici twitched the corner of his mouth coldly, and gave Sinan a ruthless back of the head as if changing his face.

snort!

Once his requirements are met, Ferich's minions under the surface are always ready to move, and they are thrown away when they are used up.

Leaving Sinan squinting his eyes, staring at the direction Felici was leaving, he summoned a hired worker with a complicated expression: "Go, help me find a wooden sign, and nail it to the pig's pen of the young master's pig tomorrow."

"Okay sir."

"Don't forget to mark the distinguished duke. Let me think about it. What should I write? Just write 'Ferich Lakis'. It's clear at a glance. What else is more eye-catching than the name?"

"...Okay, master." The hired worker's expression was a bit complicated.

Don't you really think there is something wrong with putting a famous brand on the pigsty?

With a smile on the corner of Sinan's mouth, he hummed a song in satisfaction.

snort!

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