The Starfield Farming Sovereign (Elizabeth Schofield) novel Chapter 133

Chapter 133 Seafarm Group

“Will Tycoon Boss even agree to this?”

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“Probably, if the price is right. She wouldn’t have to work the market again.”

“So that means we’ll never get to buy these potatoes and sweet potatoes anymore?”

“It’s over for us. Even if she leaves a little, we’ll never get them at this price again.”

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Nervous chatter rippled through the line as customers voiced their anxieties. Elizabeth adop an air of utter confusion and looked at Richie, her tone light and innocent. “Seafarm Group? What’s that? Am I supposed to be impressed?”

Richie blinked, momentarily caught off guard, before his expression sharpened with pride. “Seventy percent of the Kingdom’s produce comes from Seafarm Group. That should answer your question.”

Elizabeth nodded as if she finally understood, then frowned in genuine confusion. “So you’re important? If you’re so important, why are you trying to buy out my tiny stall?”

Richie’s smile slipped for a heartbeat, clearly unprepared for her lack of deference.

She showed him not a trace of respect or intimidation.

He dropped the arrogance and pressed forward, his tone heavy. “Ms. Schofield, let’s cut the nonsense. Selling to us is your best option. There’s no downside.”

He deliberately used her real last name, showing her he had done his research.

Elizabeth caught the implication, her eyes flashing cold for a moment, but her smile never faded. “No downside? And what if I say no?”

Richie’s gaze narrowed, his words carrying weight. “Maybe you don’t realize, Ms. Schofield, the Imperial Produce Association was founded by Seafarm Group.”

Elizabeth looked completely unimpressed. “So what? Are you going to force me to sell?”

“Of course not,” Richie replied, his smile tight and insincere. “But here’s some advice. If you want to keep selling farm goods, you’ll never escape Seafarm Group’s reach.”

The threat was crystal clear.

He might have been exaggerating, but Seafarm Group really did control the Kingdom’s produce market and distribution.

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That 70% market share even covered exclusive royal and military contracts.

Their influence was almost mythic.

Plenty of small farmers had been bankrupted for refusing to cooperate.

Fiona leaned over and quickly whispered the group’s history into Elizabeth’s ear. Elizabeth took it in, her eyes calm as she faced Richie. Then she beamed at him, her smile dazzling. “Thanks for the warning, Mr. Buckner. Since you’re not forcing me, I’ll gladly sell you every last thing. Why wouldn’t I?”

The crowd’s faces fell, disappointment washing over them at the thought of losing access to such affordable, high–quality food.

Richie looked triumphant, convinced he had won the day.

“In that case, don’t sell another potato or sweet potato. Just tell me the total, and I’ll buy the lot,” Richie said, his voice gentler.

“Alright, wait a moment,” Elizabeth answered without hesitation. She called out, “Potatoes are 180 stellar coins per 3.5 ounces.”

Richie nodded, showing no surprise.

He already knew the market price.

Elizabeth’s smile grew wider. “Don’t rush, Mr. Buckner, I’m not finished. One hundred eighty coins per 3.5 ounces is the retail price, for anyone buying less than 100 pounds. You want bulk, so you get the wholesale rate.”

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