I Tamed the Male Lead Who Would Kill Me

My father stole the cultivation method of the herbs handled by the Grouan Merchants and produces them in large quantities. However, its efficacy is less than half of the herbs sold at the Grouan Merchant.

It seems strange that there is such a difference even though it is obviously the same herb and the same cultivation method, isn't it?

“Why do you think there is a difference between the herbs sold by the Grouan Merchant and the herbs sold by our Merchant?”

And my father must have assumed that I had heard the difference from Celtron.

Foolish father, think about it. No matter how crumbling it may be, will you tell a child who has never seen the secret of a merchant?

I felt sorry for my father. But at the same time, I realized that my father was in so much trouble with this.

I've been thinking for a while here.

My arithmetic skills have improved, so it was clear that I would work with my father like in my previous life. However, the period in charge of simple calculations is only shortened, and it is not possible to dig right into the core of the father's business.

In short, he cannot spread his father's business secrets to Celtron right now.

What I remember is from next year's business. But what if I get a tiny bit of my father's trust here? What if, thanks to me, the efficacy of the medicinal herbs that are suffering from headaches is also increased, and if I benefit from my outstanding arithmetic skills?

Couldn't I find out my father's core business a little earlier?

Okay, after thinking, I slowly opened my mouth.

“I don’t know, but I think it’s because the soil is different.”

"soil?"

"yes. I heard that the soil of Huwon is a soil mixed with medicine that is good for growing medicinal herbs.”

"okay. Thanks to that, we can grow a lot of herbs.”

"However… … In my opinion, herbs shouldn’t grow too easily.”

“What do you mean?”

My father, who had been sitting carelessly leaning against the back of the sofa, leaned his upper body toward me. Having caught his father's interest, I decided to make a point.

"uh… … These are all just my thoughts.”

But my father didn't seem to believe me very much. My stupid father seems to believe that Celtron has told me the secret.

I said with a puzzled look on my face.

“Just as the fruits of the autumn are sweet when the summer is slightly dry, shouldn’t the soil be a bit rough? Sweet potatoes and potatoes are like that, too.”

Is it because they regard my words as Celltron's? My father listened to me very carefully.

I even said

“Even herbs grow on the ground… … It seemed that the herbs would grow better if the land was not fertile.”

In fact, the reason why the herbs of the Gruan Merchants are good is because Celtron is a descendant of the Druids. But what I am saying is also true.

When I was 9 years old, my father happened to meet an agricultural doctor. And he told his father that 'flowers in the greenhouse' are fragile, but 'wild flowers' are strong.

One of the reasons why the medicinal herbs of the Marquis Gladellis were weak was 'because they grew too fast'.

“I heard that a beautiful pearl is made when a shellfish endures and endures great pain. Without that pain, beautiful pearls would not have been made.”

The effect was weak because the herb endured the arduous time alone and did not even give it time to grow, and it was grown by beating the nutrition. Improving this alone would double the efficacy. Of course, even so, it wouldn't be as good as the herbs at the top of Gruan.

At my words, my father's blue eyes lit up.

If you think my words are Celltron's words anyway, well. It didn't seem too bad to use.

I hit a wedge here.

“I heard that the herbs of the Grouan Merchant are all grown in the plains. It's not like we're building a greenhouse for herbs. Flowers in a greenhouse are weak, but wild flowers are strong, right?”

At my words, my father's expression flashed a sharp light of realization. I said without missing this gap.

“I got some scars on my hands from beating Karcian.”

“Oops.”

“But no matter how much ointment I applied, the wound didn’t heal, so I asked ‘Betty’ why it was like this, and she said it was because our marquise’s herbs were bad.”

“… … Betty?”

In an instant, his father's lips twitched.

"yes. Her mother took me as her maid and we became very close.”

I answered with a clear face that I didn't know anything.

“And Betty also told me that there is nothing better than the herb of the Gruan Merchant. So he tried to buy herbs from him when he just arrived.”

Of course, I couldn't buy it because I didn't have money... … .

he added sullenly.

A hint of satisfaction crossed his father's face. It was because I was an illegitimate child and had no personal resources, so I stole the information without paying a penny to the Gurouan Merchants.

Of course not. The herbs purchased from Celltron were secretly mixed and planted in the backing.

After that, my father entrusted me with simple calculations like in my last life. In his past life, he was afraid of adding four-digit numbers, but now he is not afraid because he can perform mental calculations up to eight digits. That's why I did everything my father entrusted me with on the spot.

My father's gaze at me became more subtle. An unexpected illegitimate child brought out the secrets of the Gurouan Merchants, and he had the ability to do arithmetic well, so it was inevitable.

I left the drawing room smiling brightly like a child who still doesn't know anything about my father.

That evening, the maid brought rice.

The punishment was reaped, but I didn't expect much.

but what

"Oh my gosh… … .”

It was such a great feast that I admired without even realizing it.

There was a whole moist and well-roasted chicken, fish dishes that were not fishy, ​​fresh salad, and three kinds of soft bread. Plus, a thick and warm creamy soup!

“The Marquis is giving it to you. Thank you and eat.”

The maid said in an annoyed voice, as if she didn't like giving me such a delicacy.

I didn't care if she slammed the door or not.

“Pirori, look at this.”

“Beep!”

The Pirori that had been hiding flew in and landed on my shoulder.

A roaring, loud whistle was heard from the hungry ship. I swallowed my saliva and murmured.

"Also. Even if I do get revenge, I have to do it while taking my own bowl.”

Even if I don't have to sharpen my knife painfully while starving myself, my poison deepens.

At this point, it would be good to roast my father so that he never bothers me and Susan again. And Carcian's father returns after three years. Like it or not, it means that Karsian and I have to stay here for three years.

Then, for these three years, the Marquis will make use of the people so badly that I will give them all to me, whom I dismissed as an illegitimate child. And the execution is only for you.

Whoops, I let out a sinister laugh without even realizing it.

“Beep beep beep!”

Pirori, who swallowed salivating at the crumbs of soboru bread and fresh fruit, urged me to eat quickly. But I waited patiently.

It was around the time when a pleasant smell filled the room.

"this… … what is it all about?”

Also, fearing that the marquis might have starved me, Carcian, who had hurriedly brought bread, climbed over the window.

I smiled at his question.

“It means that part of my plan worked.”

I briefly told Karsian of the conversation I had with my father during the day.

“Do you believe the Marquis? No, do you really think that Gruan Sangsanju would have taught the secret to a child he saw for the first time?”

Karsian asked as if it were absurd. I winked him a feast. Then he said with his eyes.

'Didn't I tell you that part of my plan worked?'

To that, Carcian said, “Huh… … .” and laughed out loud.

I said while pushing crumbs and fresh fruit in front of Pirori.

“Tomorrow I plan to ask for Susan to be released.”

“Would that be?”

“Don’t be. I will be good at arithmetic tomorrow too.”

I'm going to show you how to handle the abacus perfectly in front of my father tomorrow.

Then your father will think.

'This guy is useful.'

It's a false accusation that I stole magic potions, and I'm good at my job. Will my father leave me alone?

Susan will be back tomorrow.

That's why I said, putting aside food that can be eaten tomorrow, such as bread or fruit.

“Come on, let’s eat. I will be getting this kind of food often from now on. Even if it pays you back, I have to use it.”

I'm only 7 years old and Carcian is 10. Apart from being hated, I had to make good use of adults and use them as a platform for my growth.

It would be good to make a double ledger.

Suddenly, Karsian's hand, which was picking up the bread, caught my eye. His hands, which had become rough from working in the stable, were heartbreaking. It reminded me of how kind those rough hands were. He promised to spend the money on Carcian if he made a double ledger.

The next day, as scheduled, I tried the abacus perfectly in front of my father.

“No, since when… … .”

He did mental calculations up to eight digits, and from the ninth digit onwards, using an abacus to finish the calculations quickly, his father seemed at a loss for words. At the same time, blue eyes flashed. It was clear he was calculating how far he could use me.

Then the father spoke.

“You have pretty good hair.”

Seriously, there is no easy way to say a word of praise. But I smiled brightly.

"thank you!"

I had to be seen as an illegitimate child trying to be loved by my father. The other day, my father told me that I was 'lowly born', but I was so naive that I couldn't even doubt it. Not to think that I would be preparing to stab him in the back.

My father tested me a few more times. But as my calculations got faster and faster, I no longer doubted my abilities.

“It’s a pity that I didn’t recognize your talent until now.”

This wasn't an apology. It's just that I regret the time I didn't recognize me. I managed to hold back the ax eye about to open.

"I'm going to work hard for this father from now on."

My father stroked my hair with a very caring face.

That day I returned to my room with the upper delivery ledger and Susan in my sleeves.