Chapter 204: Passion for Food
Werther smiled, this time genuinely laughing. You're hungry and trick a chicken; If you are thirsty, it is understandable to cheat on a bottle of water.
What the fuck are you trying to do with a big shit truck? Afraid that the poop you pulled will be eaten by others?
"Why aren't you laughing?" Witt laughed for a while, only to find that everyone was just looking at him blankly, and no one was laughing, not even laughing, and couldn't help but ask.
Nemo even said, "Why are they laughing? β
Witt said, "Don't you think it's funny? β
Nemo: "Funny? β
Werther: "Of course it's funny. β
Nemo: "Oh, that's right, then I'll laugh with you for a while, hahahaha." β
"Are you sure you're not joking, Mr. Nemo?" Looking at the exaggerated, contrived Nemo, Werther suddenly felt like a clown.
I woke up to the fact that from beginning to end, I seemed to have the advantage of the home field on the surface, but the initiative never seemed to be in my hands, this 'boss', he was playing himself.
Nemo said, "Yes, I don't mean to joke with you, on the contrary, with full sincerity. β
"Alright, let's talk about this strange deal," Werther sat down across from Nemo, "did you bring any money?" You know my principles--- don't take credit. β
Witt wanted to know what the boss was trying to do, and he didn't think Nemo would be interested in a big dung truck. That's a tool, not a commodity, or I sold it to you, can you take it? Could it be that this guy is trying to steal his job?
"Damn, what kind of person, even the is going to be robbed," Witt sneered, but sat patiently and waited for Nemo's reply.
"I don't have any money!" Nemo replied crisply.
Werther was not surprised by this answer: "No money?!" Just kidding, boss, you're going to run out of money? You were about to buy this flying machine, and now you say you don't have the money? β
Witt can be said to be unable to understand the former boss at all, saying that he has money, even buying a chicken is deducted and searched, you say he has no money, as soon as he opens his mouth, it is a sky-high transaction, and if he does not bargain, he relies on the word "buy" to win the world. Buy the sky, buy the land, buy the air!
Nemo said, "I really don't have any money. β
Witt stood up and said, "Then I will not talk about it, my dear old gentleman. β
Nemo laughed, "I don't have any money, but if you have it--- I'll borrow it!" β
Witt was surprised and said, "Did I hear me right?" You're going to use my money to make a deal with me, that is, to boil my oil with my bones, and you're going to have to drink it? Don't borrow! β
"Don't be in such a hurry to refuse," Nemo still smiled, "In this world, everything can be traded. There is only one reason why you can't make a deal: you don't have enough money! β
"I'm sorry, Mr. Nemo, but I really don't understand what you mean. You ask me to borrow money, but I don't borrow it. You said... As long as you give me enough money, I will lend you the money. Can I understand that way? β
Nemo shrugged his shoulders: "It can be understood in this way, but as long as you understand the 'money' I gave as 'price', you will understand what I mean: I will use that transport ship as the price, this time, you will understand, I will mortgage it to you!" β
"Well," Werther asked, "how much will you borrow?" Your Excellency may still remember, this transport ship was purchased by you at a premium, and I am not willing to buy it back at a premium. β
Nemo said, "I remember, I was bidding 30 million fools, and his actual value was 10 million, which should be true, you know, I don't have a concept of money, I often remember wrong, well, it should be this number." β
"So, you only need to borrow 10 million?" Werther's eyes lit up, his transport ship came back, and he made 20 million for nothing, his heart was so excited that his blood was boiling, the corners of his mouth were a little trembling, and he stared at Nemo's eyes, for fear that the other party would say 'no'.
"No, no, no!" Nemo said three 'no's in a row, knocking Werther's expectations to the bottom.
"That's ...... Million? Werther gritted his teeth and said.
"No, no, no" Seeing that Werther's breathing was a little short, Nemo continued: "Five hundred thousand! β
"Five hundred thousand?!"
"Yes, half a million."
"Mr. Nemo, I don't think this joke is funny. I mean, you're making a big joke. β
"A businessman would never miss an opportunity to double his capital. If I don't repay your loan, this transportship is yours! β
"Do you really want to borrow it?" Witt asked.
Nemo looked at his benefactor, as if amazed that he would ask the question, "Then, dear Mr. Werther, please prepare a sumptuous dinner for each of the people here." β
"I beg your pardon for taking the liberty of saying a word," Werther said in a pleading tone, "you... It's not about using the money... Buy... Trucks? β
"I know that." Nemo replied only with this one sentence.
So he turned to the huddlers and said, "Remember, each of you owes me ten thousand dollars. β
"Oh, Your Excellency!" A. Nas said aloud eagerly.
"Please listen to me first," Nemo said. "What you eat and drink every day here is mine! That's more than many brave junior officers, those who often risk their lives for their country. You eat a meal that even shop clerks and ordinary officials who work ten times harder than you want to eat. β
"Oh, sir!"
"I assure you," he said, "that I will study hard and make progress every day so that I will be as good as you want in every way." I saw Witte stand up and rush in front of him, and even his face showed an unnatural red tide due to excitement: "You are playing me? I think you're not only a liar, you're also a lunatic! β
Nemo smiled at the corner of his mouth and leaned to the side, and Werther pounced.
"I'm not offending you, Mr. Witt, it's not excessive. But I hope that this should stop. When Nemo saw that Werther had gained a firm footing and turned to approach him, he raised his hand to stop his reckless move, and his face was no longer as pleasant as before, and changed to a serious face, "You will never have such good luck anywhere else to meet someone as good-natured as me." I am not mean to my subordinates, I never curse, I do not like to get angry, I can forgive my mistakes, but I will never neglect or forget.
My commands are usually very short, but they are clear, and I would rather say them twice, or even three times, always in order to understand what I am being told. I have enough money to ask for everything I want to know, and I have taken care of you, and I am very curious.
So, if I find out you're talking about me behind my back, criticizing my behavior, or spying on my actions, you're going to have to get out of here immediately. I warn my men never more than once. You've been warned now, you --- go. β
Witt unconsciously took a step back, bowed, and then, turned around to leave, his body shook suddenly, and there was a surprised look in his eyes: "No, I am the protagonist here, I was summoned here to be a discipline, not to be a servant who runs the hall and serves them soup and water." I have a backstage, why should I grovel to him? Thinking of this, he straightened up, as if he had regained his self-confidence.
"You --- get out!" Witt exclaimed.
"What?!" Not only Nemo, but even the professor, who was biting on the chicken bones, widened his eyes, and he didn't notice that the chicken butt in his mouth had fallen to the ground.
"Get out!!" Werther repeated aloud.
Nemo looked around puzzled, still not understanding what it meant to let these people out: "What did you say?" β
Witt stretched out his right thumb, pointed to the door, and said in a disdainful tone, "I'll teach you to --- out!" β
This is released? Nemo and his companions looked at each other as they slowly moved towards the door, looking at Witt in bewilderment.
As for Werther, his eyes are slightly narrowed, his jaw is slightly tilted, and his eyes are looking up at the sky at 45 degrees, looking like he can't be beaten.
"Hmph, what's the spirit, forget who is ......" Seeing that no one was talking to him, Witt retracted his gaze proudly, and when he looked back, obediently, there was no one behind him, and the door was open, which scared him into a cold sweat, "...... What about people? Someone's coming! Someone has escaped from prison!! ...... quickly" he rushed out of the room with a shout, and outside the door was a courtyard, and in the middle of the courtyard stood a circle of people, and when they heard him shouting, they all stood there, and Werther was also shocked--- this group of people was the group of people he said was 'prison breaking'.
"Werther! What do you mean? What do you mean by letting us out and shouting at us to run away? A. Nas was the first to rush out, grabbed Werther by the collar as soon as he stepped forward, and questioned loudly.
"I... When did I let you out, you are prisoners! Werther said, stalking his neck.
"Are you fucking cheap, you are a traitor, Lao Tzu will not kill you today, you really don't know why the flowers are so red." A. Nas raised his fist and punched Werther in the nose.
Just as Werther closed his eyes, ready to take the thunderous blow, but didn't feel his fist fall, he heard a shout: "Stop, Ah Nas!" β
When he opened his eyes, he saw that A. Nas's arm was being held by Nemo.
A. Nas said angrily: "Boss, you don't care, I have to kill him today." β
Witt looked at Ah Nas's red eyes, still a little weak in his heart, and explained, "I... I'm letting you out, but... But I didn't really let you out......"
Before he finished speaking, a dark shadow quickly enlarged on Werther's eyes, and with a muffled sound, the voice of A. Nas was also heard: "Are you talking about human beings, huh?" Talk, talk, who fucking understands, what the hell are you talking about! β
"Woo woo" Werther covered his eyes and stomped his feet in pain.
"I understandγγγγγ" Nemo quickly stood between the two of them to prevent A. Nas from rushing forward again, but looked at Werther with pity in his eyes: "There must be something hateful about the poor man." β
A Nas said: "The boss ......"
"I really understood that he was looking for that kind of ...... Once you have a little power, you don't know what your surname is, and you always want to find the feeling of turning over as a serf and singing, do you say? Alas," Nemo sighed, and said to himself, not knowing who he was talking about, but the next words, A. Nas understood, were addressed to him, "you may be in a bit of trouble with this slap." β
Ah Nas had some bad premonitions in his heart, but he didn't care, and said disdainfully: "A slave is a slave, lying on his stomach is a slave, lying down is not?!" Bah! Slut, whether you're lying down or lying on your stomach; Even if you are with your legs facing the sky, you can't change your cheap life! It was as if he had completely forgotten how he had groveled before Nemo, and had instead thought of himself as his master.
"Okay, how dare you hit me?" Witt said hatefully: "When my mother didn't come, you bullied me; Now, my mother is here, and you are still bullying me, so my mother is not here in vain! You fools wait for me, and when the time comes, even you fools, hand over all the fools on your body, and I won't spare you fools! β
Looking at Werther, who stumbled out, everyone was stunned, you look at me, I look at you: "...... What did he say? β
"He said, his mother is here, and he is going to be stupid γγγγγ us."
"No, he said his mother sent a fool to us......"
In the short silence, there was a sudden discordant sound, and everyone looked for prestige, only to see the professor lying on the wooden barrel, making a sound of 'chirp, chirp' from time to time, and everyone remembered that this wooden bucket was the potato roast beef that Witte brought with him when he came, and the professor was lying on it and eating.
Only then did everyone remember that their stomachs were also empty and they hadn't eaten for two days, so everyone rushed up.
And the professor, with a satisfied smile, came out of the crowd--- he was full!
"You ...... What's going on? You don't need to be so passionate about eating, right? When Mani walked through the door and saw this, he was startled by their bold way of eating.
I saw more than 20 people, surrounding the wooden barrel, there were no tools for eating, and those who couldn't squeeze in the back put their hands through the cracks, and then, with the soup and water, pulled it out and stuffed it into their mouths; No matter who it is, whether it is on the body or under the feet, there is a piece of soup everywhere, and it is extremely embarrassing!
"Huh? This one... That one... Eat like this... Ah, there are many people who can eat, and few people can work...", standing aside and watching the bustling Nemo, saw Mani come in, and saw the embarrassment of his men in his eyes, a little embarrassed, and did not know how to explain it for a while, so he explained it with his mouth.
"Oh, that's right." Mani thought that this was the way of life of the orangutans, although he was amused, but he didn't show it, "We're leaving, boss, let me ask you what your plans are, do you want to go with us, or do you go by yourself...... If you think about it, I, I won't delay you to rob... I ate it. Mani couldn't stand such a bold eating scene, and before he could wait for a reply, he hurried out.
As the boss, Nemo was still staring at him, thinking about what this alien meant, wasn't he a prisoner, and asked what he meant if he could leave.
The professor, who had already had his fill, let out an exclamation that attracted everyone's thoughts: he stood in the corner, and in the corner there were more than a dozen identical barrels, and he held the lid of the barrel in one hand, and it was evident that he had opened the lid of the barrel, and his two eyes were staring straight inside.
When everyone gathered around and opened all the lids, they found that these ten buckets were full of food, not only beef, chicken, duck and fish, but all kinds of vegetables, almost everything, these were all food prepared for them! And! And!! The gates are still open, that is, they have been warned, but they have not restricted their freedom.
"Hahahaha" Nemo suddenly laughed out loud, he expected this ending, and he was not very sure, two people who had never met before, how much hatred there would be, that is, knowing that his people were treated differently, and even grounded, he was also mentally prepared, after all, it was normal for people to suddenly break into strangers at home, and be on guard.
However, the other party wanted to starve himself to death as soon as they met, but he still didn't believe it. Now, everything is clear, it is this game that Werther did in the middle, this Werther, he beat himself, Anas beaten, and deceived his transport, this is his use of the advantage of the first to take revenge on himself. hatred in his heart: "Only the same kind is naked hatred." β
Go, I can't go, my navigator is damaged, I don't know if I can fix it, count on the maintenance man, or don't think about it, even if he repairs it, I don't dare to use it, in case he makes it bad, I don't know how these people died;
However, he really didn't want to let him follow these aliens, after all, his foundation was in his home planet, and he felt the federal bank guarantee in his arms that could be "unlimited loans", that is, in the home planet and the sphere of influence with which he had financial relations with the mother planet, his property was unlimited, and Nemona made up his mind.