CHAPTER 322: CHAPTER 42: SO-CALLED BOTTOMLESS MORALS

Yue Jinghua didn’t meet with Helian Sheng not because she didn’t want to see him, but in fact, ever since she discovered that Helian Sheng’s weapon was the Xuan Crystal Cannon, Yue Jinghua had strongly expressed her intention to "share hearts" with him.

It’s a pity, she was really busy, truly very busy, like right now, she is busy with...

On the newly developed Blue Snow Stove, fiery red flames danced, and atop it, a suckling pig was being roasted. Yue Chen, the little boy, was tensely focused, earnestly brushing the pig with oil and honey using a clean brush, while Ye Zi and Yun Luo sat by, greedily swallowing their saliva.

Ever since Yue Jinghua first roasted a Moxiang Pig, making a roasted suckling pig, everybody almost swallowed their tongues because of its deliciousness.

Even Yun Luo, a spoiled and pampered rich girl, had never tasted such delicious pork, and Yue Jinghua’s roasting technique was very special. No one on the continent had ever managed to roast such a delicious pig head.

It’s a pity that this person is so lazy, it’s really rare to see her take action. Fortunately, Yue Chen, the little boy, is clever enough to have learned almost all of her skills after watching her roast just once, looking every bit like a young chef in the making.

"Sizzle," the thick pig fat dripped onto the stove fire,

"Cough cough," a certain young lord coughed in time, waking up some who were still intoxicated by the enticing aroma.

Yun Luo hurriedly swallowed her saliva and sat up straight, understanding Yue Jinghua’s true nature, "My grandfather said, the bigger the smile, the more sinister the scheme hidden behind it. Yue Jinghua, you invited me to eat roast pig without reason, what are your true intentions?"

Although Yun Luo is willful, the education she received from birth from shrewd businessmen is top-notch.

"What you said, your grandfather must have forgotten to tell you something else, it is called one does not slap a smiling face," Yue Jinghua gave a look to Yue Chen, the little boy.

His bun-like face was as red as a kind of ripe fruit, as he cut off a freshly roasted pig leg and presented it to Yun Luo.

Countless historical practices tell us that men and women working together never tire, and for Yun Luo, who has a fondness for cute little boys, Yue Chen’s little gestures of goodwill were very well received, reducing her resistance to Yue Jinghua’s schemes to zero.

With the addition of delicious food, Yun Luo immediately became eager to eat, and she let down her guard against Yue Jinghua, who was slyly plotting nearby.

In fact, in all the historical records regarding the Beast Blood female lord on the Canglong Continent, the evaluation of her is roughly as follows:

This woman resorts to any means to achieve her goals, even sacrificing the appearance (of others), but whether it be her arch-enemies or her business partners, they have to admit that the methods employed by the Beast Blood female lord when she first took the stage on the continent were breathtaking.

Below, a conversation is recorded between the female lord and her lifelong business partner, the legendary president of Yunhu Commerce, Miss Yun Luo.

"Is Miss Yun Luo enjoying her stay in Fengdan County?"

"It’s alright, barely satisfactory,"

"Is Miss Yun Luo enjoying her meals?"

"The roasted suckling pig and various game are very delicious."

"Does Miss Yun Luo plan to come back to Fengdan County for sightseeing again? I’ll have Yue Chen accompany you,"

"Hmm, that’s worth considering,"

"Since that’s the case, Miss Yun Luo, would you like to consider investing in Fengdan County to promote the development of the territory?"

Yun Luo, her mouth greasy with oil, experienced a momentary mental short circuit. She even forgot her mouth was stuffed full of Xiang Pig meat: "What?! You want me to invest money in this godforsaken dump?"

"Low investment, high return. You’ve seen it yourself, the vast expanse of Fengdan County is of pivotal geographical importance, not to mention it’s rich in Dark Beast resources and the people are honest and simple. In less than ten years, no, in less than three years, this place will definitely become a gold mine," the Young Lord asserted, spitting as he spoke and exaggerating with his hands.

"I don’t have money. If you want money, go ask Teng Wu," Yun Luo liked to eat, but she was no fool. She didn’t believe for a second that Yue Jinghua could pry even a single Dragon Battle Coin from the tightly closed shell of Teng Wu.

Lately, she had indeed witnessed Yue Jinghua’s smooth talking and scheming prowess.

If one were to say that Yue Jinghua seemed to be in the Dark Earth Realm in terms of cultivation, then in those two aspects, he was definitely a grandmaster of the Dan Realm, no, the Undying Realm.

"As long as there’s profit, I’ll give you a thirty percent dividend each year," Yue Jinghua coaxed earnestly.

"No money, not investing," Yun Luo gnawed on the bone, not even willing to lift her eyes to look at Yue Jinghua. She realized that every time she looked into Yue Jinghua’s eyes when speaking, she would bound to be conned and deceived, maybe even sell herself and count the money for the other party.

Yun Luo really suspected that she had been swapped at birth with Yue Jinghua, otherwise why did Yue Jinghua seem like the one who was born a cunning merchant?

"Your investment will go towards building pigsties in the village, and the naming rights will be yours, ’Yun Luo Pig Farm’," Yue Jinghua winked.

"Thud," Yun Luo dropped her chopsticks and glared at Yue Jinghua, fuming, "Whom are you calling a pig? I don’t want the naming rights to a pigsty."

"Then we’ll name Nameless Lake after you. Your money will go into building a sightseeing pier at the lake’s mouth, and from then on, the lake will be called Yunluo Lake. Think about it, with the beautiful scenery of Fengdan County, we can develop boating in the summer and establish a skiing area in the winter. Hundreds, thousands of years from now, when people come to the Lake District, they will know that this lake is called Yunluo Lake. We could even erect a statue of you in the territory—super classy and dominating," Yue Jinghua ardently painted the picture.

She really had no choice. The little bit of her poor wealth was spent buying grain for the villagers to survive the winter, taking up half her resources. Moreover, she wanted to convert the pig farm into a Dark Beast Arena and expand the construction of the territory even further, and even start repairing the collapsed territory walls. Every one of those things needed money.

The current Yue Jinghua wished she could turn the Dan Xuan Card into a modern credit card.

In order to persuade a wealthy investor like Yun Luo, she specially prepared a variety of proposals, one of which was naming rights—something that modern tycoons love, like having a sports stadium or swimming pool named after them.

Seeing Yun Luo not rejecting her outright like before, Yue Jinghua pressed on, adding more fuel to the fire: "The village also plans to establish a Yun Luo Fund in your name for the children. That way, the kids will always remember you."

"Will people really remember me in the future?" There was a trace of bewilderment on Yun Luo’s face. She wiped her hands, stood up, and said: "I’ll go to Teng Wu. Remember, if there really are dividends in the future, leave them all to Teng Wu."

At this point, Yun Luo’s eyes were slightly red. Without further ado, she ran out.

As she ran out, she happened to see Helian Sheng and Hongling outside. Helian Sheng smiled politely, but Yun Luo didn’t engage with him and kept on running.

As soon as Yue Jinghua saw Helian Sheng, she smiled even broader, about to speak; Helian Sheng cut in first: "Lord, let me be blunt, I don’t want any naming rights."