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Miserable, crying, screaming...... It formed an important part of Elizabeth's daily training.

She cursed the damned savage countless times, and she cried countless times begging him to spare herself, and not to think about what countess she would become. However, Tianhao's mind was so cold that he was not moved in the slightest.

The diet has become monotonous, and the ratio of meat and fat has been greatly reduced. Correspondingly, fresh vegetables began to increase. Luckily, there was a certain amount of dairy and eggs in the daily recipe, as well as fresh fish, otherwise Elizabeth would have thought it was a dark hell.

I don't know when it began, but the routine health check-up every night became the thing Elizabeth looked forward to the most.

Girls have hazy dreams, and Prince Charming is the brightest color of all fantasies. She admired her father because he was a nobleman. She had admired the Duke because he was the supreme ruler of power in her native land. Now, Elizabeth's object of worship has become Tianhao...... A savage who abuses herself every day, as funny as it sounds, is a reality she must admit.

Analyzed in the theory of the age of civilization, this is a wonderful shift in thinking between the abuser and the abused, which can be classified as "Stockholm syndrome".

Looking at Tianhao's calm side face, Elizabeth asked a strange question: "Do you have a child?" ”

Tianhao opened his eyes, his gaze falling from top to bottom on her face, a little puzzled.

"Your wife must be beautiful, right?" The girl then asked another question: "Am I pretty?" ”

"You're tempting me?" Tianhao's eyes wandered, but the touch on his hand did not stop.

"You've seen me take a bath, you've seen my body." She bit her lip lightly, and then opened: "You told me that this is a woman's greatest capital, I don't understand...... Why are you not interested in me? ”

This is one of the contents of Tianhao's course, and it is also a basic skill that girls must have to return to the white world and enter high society in the future.

"Looks like you're doing well." Tianhao nodded approvingly: "Live and learn, I can add an egg to you for lunch tomorrow." ”

"I want you." She suddenly jumped up, stood on the bed, reached out to hug Tianhao with a very fast movement, wrapped her hands around his neck, hugged him tightly, and kissed him on the lips like this.

Tianhao stood there and did not move.

With his enhanced perception and muscular explosiveness, he can easily avoid Elizabeth's strong kiss.

After half a minute, she finally let go of her hands and took a step back. The bed was not high, but it provided an equal position for Elizabeth and Tianhao to meet their eyes. With an indescribable sense of victory, she declared: "I kissed a barbarian, and I am still a noble lord. ”

Tianhao slowly wiped the remaining saliva from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and said lightly: "It sounds like you're happy, that's what you're for?" ”

"I'm going to be your woman and take your wife's place." As she spoke, her breathing rhythm suddenly became rapid, and she was visibly nervous, and her chest continued to rise and fall.

Tianhao looked at her calmly: "You are white. ”

"That's not a problem." Elizabeth became agitated: "I want to stay by your side and follow you like this." ”

After a few seconds of silence, Tianhao smiled.

"It's not love, at least not the kind of love you think."

He turned around and walked towards the door, leaving a fluttering sentence: "It's late, go to sleep." ”

The game between a little girl and the powerful is like a life-and-death game between a rabbit and a lion.

Tianhao could understand Elizabeth's thoughts.

Identity and power are a temptation, no matter how cold she is to her and how strict her training is, it can't erase her admiration and worship for herself that extends from the depths of her fearful thinking. Just like a student and a teacher, the former's respect for the latter is based on the imbalance of each other's identities, and is generated through the latter's strict discipline.

Of course, harshness must follow the principle of moderation, otherwise the former will lose respect for the latter and completely transform into fear and hatred.

Elizabeth is different from Bonnard, her favorability for Tianhao comes from daily training, which is simply love and hate. Of course, this kind of thinking transformation will take time, and the strong kiss is just an abrupt performance of the girl to prove her ability, and it has nothing to do with love.

I got 100 points on this exam, teacher, can you see if I should be rewarded with a Snickers and two egg yolk pies?

In the dark night, the corners of Tianhao's lips rose, revealing a smile that no one could see.

I want this world.

As for women...... Hehe!

……

The day the Great Master arrived in the fishing village from Pointe-Noire was the hottest time of the year.

The two-hundred-man guard was arranged on the outskirts of the fishing village, where there were many newly built warehouses. Zumu's caravan just last week took away a shipment of dried fish and whale oil, and the vacated warehouse could be used as a temporary house.

After a long journey, riding horses all the way, the great master looked very tired, he was not a person who paid attention to etiquette, waved his hand to Tianhao, who was respectful, and said with a wry smile: "You and I don't need these false courtesies, hurry up and get us something to eat, this is more effective than anything else." ”

The most important thing here is fresh sea fish. Tianhao selected a few big ones, took out the internal organs quickly, fried the whole fish in the oil pot, put it in water to simmer, sprinkled spices and chopped shallots when boiling, the soup was sticky and white, and the aroma was overflowing.

After drinking a large bowl of warm fish soup, Wu Peng felt that he had been pulled back from the edge of numbness, and his whole body was indescribably comfortable.

The maids served braised pork and stir-fried seasonal vegetables, and the plate was filled with sour radish strips and pork liver bream, a southern pickled dish that Tianhao had eaten and learned in his civilized era. Although it is made of meat, it has an extremely refreshing taste.

The great master was obviously hungry, so he asked for a full pot of rice, poured it with a thick braised meat gravy, mixed it with a wooden spoon until it was even, and ate it cleanly in an instant.

At this time, the fish and shrimp have just been grilled and served in delicate clay plates.

Wu Peng took a big sip of tea, gently stroked his chest, and instructed Tianhao: "It's almost enough, it's simple, it's a waste if you can't finish eating." ”

Tianhao nodded, called the maid standing next to her, and casually explained a few words, she nodded again and again, left the room with a respectful expression, and closed the door.

There were no outsiders present, and the great master was more casual, he reached out and picked up a cooked shrimp from the plate, and without peeling the shell, he dipped it in the dish of salt, and put it in his mouth along with the hard and piercing shrimp whiskers, and chewed slowly.

Seeing this, Tianhao peeled a shrimp, sent the white and bright red shrimp meat to Wu Peng's plate, and smiled kindly: "The shell on the outside is too hard, it's not delicious." ”

"What a waste." Wu Peng said seemingly casually: "The whole shrimp can be eaten, and it is indeed comfortable to eat without the shell by pinching the head and tail, but it is a pity to throw away those that are thrown away." Many people are hungry, not to mention shrimp shells, not even grass root bark is not enough to eat. ”

Tianhao chuckled and didn't answer.

He could hear that this was not a reproach, but just a habit of the great master, which had become an instinct in life.

"Tell me about your side!" Wu Peng wiped the soup from the corners of his mouth, wiped his fingers with a handkerchief, sat upright with his legs apart, and looked at Tianhao with bright eyes.

The "Obsidian" brig, and the dozens of white crew members on board, this is the content of the secret letter that Tianhao sent to Black Horn City.

The outside of the room is guarded by the lord's guard, and no one is allowed to approach it.

Only in such an environment can Tianhao reveal the secrets in his heart.

"It's an opportunity." He paid attention to every trace of emotional change on the face of the great master, and said cautiously: "Sooner or later, we will have to face the threat from the south of the continent, and we can deal with it freely in the future by arranging the hidden personnel now." ”

"How sure are you?" The great master picked up another grilled shrimp, bit off half of it vigorously, and chewed it slowly, with an inquiring look in his eyes.

"About thirty percent." Tianhao believes that this is a relatively safe number.

As he spoke, he took out an object from the leather bag hanging at his side and placed it in front of the great master.

It was a short gun.

The crescent-shaped wooden grip, the steel body, and the slightly expanded flare muzzle the thickness of an adult's thumb were used to facilitate the loading of gunpowder and projectiles. There was no trigger or anything like that, only a hole in the chamber to which the rifle was attached, and this position was used to fill the lead, which was ignited with an open flame.

Overall, this is a poorly crafted short gun, and although it can be classified as a "pistol", it cannot be compared with the firearms of the civilized era in any way, let alone the flintlock pistol that Tianhao originally thought.

"This was seized from those white men, along with a dozen spears, a copper cannon."

The great master glanced at the short gun on the table, and said "hmm" lightly, but did not speak.

He's seen a lot of this kind of stuff. Suolongguan is often seized, and the royal families of various tribes have collections. You have fought to the death for thousands of years, and the principle of firearms has long been no secret. With the metalworking technology of the cattle clan, it is easy to make a higher quality firebolt than this, but the problem is that the northern continent has never been able to find sulfur, cannot produce gunpowder, and therefore cannot use muskets.

"We can get gunpowder through these people." Tianhao lowered his voice very low: "In the Southern Continent, gunpowder is not considered a controlled product. I know that some tribes do business with whites through the Locking Dragon Pass, but the amount of goods exchanged between them is limited, and it is impossible to exchange gunpowder on a large scale in this way. I spoke to these people separately and they were very interested in the exchange plan that I had proposed. ”

"Swap?" Wu Peng was a little puzzled.

"Whites love our furs here, especially bearskins and mink." Tianhao's expression was as usual: "The profits are very high, and they are willing to take risks for it." ”

"How much gunpowder can I get in exchange for this?" This is the issue that the great masters are most concerned about.

"Twice a year, three to five boats at a time." Tianhao added: "Their ships may not be able to trade twice a year at first, and the number of transactions will definitely increase in the future." ”

Wu Peng looked at him deeply: "You said in the letter that you can get corn and potatoes through those white people?" ”

"It's their staple food." Tianhao said calmly: "As long as you are willing to give money, everything is not a problem." ”

Wu Peng didn't continue to ask, he fell into a long thought.

In fact, it was not that he hadn't thought about these things Tianhao said, but as soon as a similar thought popped up in his mind, he was immediately deeply suppressed by inertial thinking and buried deep into the bottom of the abyss of consciousness.

The barbarians of the north and the white people of the south are natural enemies, and they can never coexist peacefully, let alone be resolved.

The Lock Dragon Pass Caravan is a special group. Strictly speaking, it originated from white Southerners. It has been too long to find out which white king came up with the concept of "limited trade". The north and south ends of the continent have their own specialties, and some things can only be found in the north, the most representative of which is ginseng.

This thing is scarce in number and is limited to a valley north of Pointe-Noire. The barbarians trove the northern mountains and wilderness, but never found anything like it, and more importantly, no other tribal territory except the Cattle Tribe.

Cataclysms have caused species to mutate in environments with high levels of radiation, and ginseng is no exception. The royal family of the Niu clan attaches so much importance to the ginseng production land, and even a new lord like Tianhao has no chance to see it. He had heard some rumors about ginseng, which was said to be a real lifesaver when life was failing, and it could pull people back from the brink of life and death.

The barbarians are also cunning, and the number of people who trade with the white southerners every time is not much, and they never trade in fresh ginseng, they are all sure that they cannot be buried in the ground to survive, especially ginseng seeds, which are never traded.

The southern world also has a lot of goods that barbarians like.

Silk, for example, but also clocks.

There are no silkworms in the northern world, and mulberry trees are extremely rare. As for the clocks...... Except for genetic memory from the genetic level, Tianhao really can't think of a more reasonable explanation.

It is worth mentioning paper money, white people in the South invented paper very early, and ink printing technology made paper money instead of metal money a reality. Of course, with the coexistence of the five kingdoms of the South, the conflicting interests of all parties are constantly and it is difficult to completely eliminate metal money, but at least one-third of the banknotes in circulation in their market are increasing.

Sometimes Tianhao himself thinks it's funny———— if the ban on the lock dragon pass is lifted, and the north and south exchange with each other, many technologies can enter the northern tribes and fundamentally change the world of the barbarians.

The technological barriers between the tribes will be gone, especially the lions, who have worked so hard to protect the corn and potatoes for hundreds of years, and then it will become a joke.

Standing on the high ground of the civilized era and looking down on all this, Tianhao is indeed qualified to say such things.

But looking back and thinking about it carefully, who can guarantee that it will not be a ferocious monster that will let go of the lock dragon pass?

In particular, under the premise that the entire southern world regards the northern barbarians as aliens and must be completely exterminated, who can guarantee that the future of the lifting of the ban will be the common prosperity of many ethnic groups in the world?