Chapter 55: Black-haired Man
"It's rare for my brother to come back, there's no need for father to be angry..."
Looking at Baron Kaisen who looked unhappy and dissatisfied, Chen Heng smiled and said, "It just so happens that we are a little short of manpower recently. Brother's return is just in time."
"snort."
Baron Kaisen snorted coldly, but after listening to Chen Heng's words, he finally nodded.
After all, he is your own child. Even if he is not good at dealing with him in daily life, he is still your son after all.
Now that Omando has already run out the door, it doesn't seem appropriate to kick him out.
And as Chen Heng said, recently, with the development of trade, they have become extremely busy, and there are too few people on hand to help.
It would be a good thing if Omando could come back and help at this time.
Thinking of this, his expression eased a little, and he looked at White on the side: "Go, let him in."
"yes."
White nodded, then turned around and walked out.
A moment later, accompanied by the sound of footsteps, Omando walked in.
He was wearing a black robe and looked tall and strong, but a little fat. He seemed a lot more bloated than a year ago.
Standing next to Chen Heng, the difference in appearance was too obvious.
"How dare you come back?"
Looking at Omando's appearance, Omando's face suddenly became cold, and he spoke coldly.
"Father."
Walking into the room, Ormando knelt on one knee, his face looking particularly sincere: "It has been several months since I left your side. I miss you very much."
"Please allow me to stay with you, and don't let me leave."
His face was sincere and he seemed to be very .
Seeing him like this, Baron Kaisen's expression eased slightly.
"Get up."
He looked at Omando and said this, asking Omando to stand up and stand aside.
"Let's not talk about the past for now."
He spoke like this, and said lightly: "It's just in time that you're back."
"Everyone has been very busy lately. It's better for you to come back and help than to stay in that crappy place drinking."
"Come with us in a few days, and take your sword with you."
He looked at Omando's bloated figure and frowned, saying so.
"Yes, father."
Omando nodded repeatedly, looking sincere.
After a while, Baron Kaisen left.
Only Chen Heng and Omando and a few others were left there.
"Brother."
Looking at Omando, Chen Heng smiled and took the initiative to step forward and say hello.
However, his initiative did not elicit a response.
In front of him, looking at Chen Heng, Omando snorted coldly, turned around and left without looking back.
Chen Heng's hand froze in mid-air, looking quite embarrassed.
"Master..."
At the side, the butler White's voice sounded, and he looked a little embarrassed: "How old is Oman..."
"It doesn't matter."
Chen Heng kept smiling as he silently withdrew his outstretched hand and just stood there, watching Ormando leave.
Secretly, he shook his head, then said hello to White and left.
A few days later, Baron Kaisen's manor was bustling with activity.
The surrounding area was full of goods shipped from the north, filling up the entire manor.
All around, there were some people who looked similar to ordinary people but had thick black hair all over their bodies, working hard.
“So many things…”
Looking at the goods around him, Baron Kaisen couldn't help but sigh: "How did you transport all these things?"
"Those lords actually let you pass safely."
Being a noble himself, he knew clearly what kind of people those lords were.
Don't expect the noble lords in this world to have good manners.
In fact, it is sometimes not an exaggeration to call these people robbers.
Omando is an example.
Why was he reprimanded by Baron Kaisen before? Wasn't it because he led his men to privately rob a caravan belonging to a nearby lord?
There are so many such things happening around us, too many to count.
In fact, if the caravan did not belong to a nearby lord, but to ordinary merchants, or a distant lord, then Omando would not be in any trouble at all.
Transportation was inconvenient these days and there were many dangers in the outside world. It was just a caravan, so it was no big deal if they robbed it.
Baron Kaisen himself has done similar things.
From this we can see how huge the risks are if we want to do business in this area.
So in Baron Kaisen's opinion, it was simply incredible that Chen Heng could transport such a large batch of goods here.
"Of course it's impossible to walk on land normally."
In response to Baron Kaisen's sigh, Chen Heng just smiled and said, "These things were all shipped here by ship..."
"Boat?"
Baron Kaisen was stunned for a moment, somewhat unexpectedly: "Won't the ship... be in danger?"
Of course there are ships in this world, but the technology is not well developed, and various dangers are likely to occur during navigation.
Therefore, in Baron Kaisen's opinion, transporting by ship is a very risky thing.
"As long as the ship is fine, it's actually not as difficult as you might think..."
Chen Heng spoke up, but he didn't mean to explain anything in detail to Baron Kaisen.
Baron Kaisen nodded as if he understood, but didn't ask any further questions.
"What are those black-haired people?"
Then, he looked at the black-haired man who was working hard and carrying goods in front of him, and couldn't help but speak with some curiosity.
"This is the black-haired tribe over there in the desert."
Chen Heng explained, "The north borders the desert, and there are frequent wars, so many people are often captured and sold as slaves."
"These black-haired people are one of them."
"Compared to normal people, these black-haired people are cheaper and more hardworking, so I recruited a lot of them to serve as laborers."
He opened his mouth softly and explained.
He left these black-haired people behind on purpose.
Among the goods that the northern lords turned over, in addition to various furs and specialties, there were also many slaves.
Many of these slaves were kept by Chen Heng himself.
Most of the wealth he earned in Kutu City was spent in this way.
As a time traveler, Chen Heng knows the importance of strength better than anyone else.
And power can be divided into individual and collective.
On an individual level, as a knight, he practiced the knight's breathing method and also practiced the body-building method, and he had done very well.
As for the collective, it is about developing our own team.
In this regard, on the one hand, he chose to make friends with the nobles in Kutu City, and on the other hand, he also recruited slaves and worked hard to expand his own power.
