After a night of nothing, Ling Qingyu got up early the next day, dragged Yan San and Yang Zhao to take Lamu and went ashore.
Ye Shiyi had tears in his eyes, and stood beside the boat looking at them pitifully. It had been a long time since he was sent to keep an eye on Shi Fang, and he hadn't gone ashore with Ling Qingyu for a long time, and after Lu Yao left, his cabin was empty. Ye Shiyi felt aggrieved from moving downstairs from the one next to Ling Qingyu to live with other nights, especially this time, Ling Qingyu actually took that strange Ram and didn't take him.
"Eleventh? What's the matter?" Seeing Ye Shili's little aggrieved look, Ling Qingyu's heart immediately softened, and he hugged him and rubbed his head, asking.
Ye Shishi didn't speak, but raised his head and looked at her with teary eyes, there were two big characters written in it, take me!
Before Ling Qingyu could answer, Yan San had already picked him up and put him on the boat. With such a child following him, it seems you have the nerve to go to those messy shops!
It was still early when they arrived on the shore, and most of the stalls were empty, only the east corner was very lively, crowded with people, and people kept shouting prices.
Ling Qingyu became interested, and took the lead to drill there.
When I arrived, I saw more people than expected. The huge open space was surrounded by people. There was a high platform in the middle of the open space. There were many people in shackles standing in the middle of the platform, and the person next to it was constantly introducing and then Wait for the bid below.
It turned out to be a slave market.
The slave market is often seen in film and television dramas, but this time he faced it directly. Thinking of the burly or beautiful young people in those film and television dramas, Ling Qingyu jumped up to watch.
Seeing her dancing happily, Ram said to her: "Master, there is a shed for distinguished guests over there, and one person can enter with only one gold coin."
Ling Qingyu saw that there was a small circled area directly facing the table, and a shed was built with tables and chairs inside, which seemed to be a VIP room.
"Let's go, let's go there." Ling Qingyu took out a few gold coins, and this time she brought a bag of gold coins as she did when she entered the country.
Compared with the outside of the shed, it was a world of difference. Not only were drinks provided, but there were people behind them holding a huge fan to fan the wind, and the people on the stage could see clearly.
But what about those strong handsome guys and handsome boys or beautiful women? Ling Qingyu didn't realize that he was slandering, as expected, all movies and TV dramas are deceiving. Although there are people of all races on this stage, white, black, and brown, but there is no one who looks a little neater.
The people on the stage had changed several times, but there were more and more people in the audience. Then when a newcomer came up, the audience burst into laughter.
The people who came up on the stage this time were all teenagers and girls in ragged clothes, and some teenagers were even naked, standing on the stage with their heads down, and let those obscene eyes look up and down.
A price was reported on the stage, and people kept raising the price in the audience.
"Let's go." Ling Qingyu suddenly felt bored, and the mood of watching the theater at first was gone.
The servant next to him said a few words, and Ram translated: "They said that this is the last batch of today, and it is also the best quality batch, and the price is not expensive. The master can consider it."
Ling Qingyu shook his head, got up and wanted to leave, but saw a commotion in front of him, many people in the audience were kneeling on the ground, and looked over curiously.
The originally crowded crowd parted ways, and a group of people walked in from the middle. In the front was a strong and handsome warrior, and in the middle was a Buyu carried by eight beautiful teenagers. The woman, with thick green eyeliner and gorgeous clothing and jewelry, all showed this person's status.
Bu Yu walked to the front of the stage and put it down, and the supervisor on the stage ran down and knelt down in front of her.
Ling Qingyu was a little far away here, and couldn't hear what they were saying. When the woman raised her hand, the supervisor immediately knelt down and retreated. The man left with dignity.
Ling Qingyu blinked and asked Ram, "Who is she?"
Ram asked the servant, and then said: "It's Princess Fatmey, the lord of Aizab. He said that Princess Fatmey is the greatest person. They all benefited from the gift of the princess. The princess likes beautiful boys. In the past, slaves It was sent directly to the princess’ mansion. Ah, he said, the princess’s husbands are all on the battlefield now, maybe the princess feels lonely, so she came here to have a look.” After finishing speaking, Ram turned around and asked a few words.
Seeing that Lamu and the man nodded while talking, but did not explain, Ling Qingyu asked, "What did you say?"
"Ah, I asked him why the husbands, he said, the princess is the lord of Aizab, of course she can have multiple husbands, not only husbands, but also many slaves in the princess' backyard." Ram explained.
Yes, at this time in Egypt, women still have a high status. Since they are lords, they must be rich. Look at her clothes. If Hong Luo is sold directly to her, how much can it be sold for
With his thoughts together, Ling Qingyu walked out quickly, trying to catch up with the lord's team and see if he could catch up with him.
After the slave market was dispersed, there were more people in the entire trading market. Ling Qingyu and the others came out in a different direction from the lord, and after a long detour, they saw the guard of honor held high again.
The guard of honor seemed to have stopped, and the Egyptians on both sides knelt down on the ground, and people from other places also bowed down to salute, and the place where they stayed seemed to be empty.
Ling Qingyu was overjoyed, and hurried up a few steps, but Yan San pulled her from behind, and with a flash of her figure, she blocked in front of her.
Just as Ling Qingyu was about to ask him, he heard a sound of unsheathing, poked his head out from behind Yan San, only to see that all the warriors in front of the lord had drawn their swords out of their sheaths, and the spears held by the warriors behind were also aimed at The first few people.
Ahhh, the one standing in front of the lord and the others, among the kneeling and stooping crowd, is not Yan Qi, Su Hexiang, Huang Lian, and Sanjay
Seeing that those warriors were about to charge forward, and Yan Qi and Sanjayi had already unsheathed their knives, Ling Qingyu shouted loudly: "Stop, stop!"
Hearing the sound, the warrior with the spear turned his head, and the crowd around Ling Qingyu and the others knelt down, and they stood out from the crowd just like Yan Qi and the others.
Simply walking a few steps, Ling Qingyu walked to Yan Qi's side, and asked in a low voice, "What's going on?"
"I don't know, those people blocked us all of a sudden." Yan Qi was depressed, and glared at Ling Qingyu. The woman hadn't brought him with him for the past two days, so he had to ask Sanjay to go out to find someone. When I came out, I was followed by Su Hexiang and Huanglian, and when I got here, I was blocked by someone inexplicably.
The woman glanced at them a few times, smiled slightly, and said a few words to the servant next to her. The servant bowed in response, walked to the front, and said a few words to Yan Qi.
"He said that their lord has taken a fancy to them." Ram simply translated, omitting what is your honor, God's gift, and so on.
Uh, Ling Qingyu glanced at Yan Qi, then at Su Hexiang and Huang Lian, and then at Sanjay. Well, not to mention that Yan Qi is pretty, Su Hexiang and Huanglian are also beautiful boys. That Sanjay shaved Beard is actually a handsome young man with deep eyes and nose.
The lord smiled again, and then said a few words to the servant beside him. The servant bowed in response, walked to the front, threw a purse at Ling Qingyu's feet, and chattered a few words.
"What did he say?" Seeing that Lamu's face was dark, Ling Qingyu asked.
Ram took a breath, and said, "He said, I'll give you the money, how many of them." Pointing to Yang Zhao and Ye Shishi, he nodded at himself reluctantly, and said, "Go with them."
"Damn! My man, you dare to make up your mind!" Ling Qingyu said angrily as soon as La Mu pointed at Yang Zhao.
Ram immediately said to the other party louder: "Our master said that there are all her men here, and her men will not let others make up their minds!"
Lahm's tone and posture were high-spirited, and the other men, except Yan San, also expressed indignation.
In the eyes of Princess Nafatme, these people are showing their loyalty for their master. Turning her eyes, she took off a bracelet from her hand and threw it on the ground. The servant next to her picked it up immediately, and then walked forward and handed it to Ling Qingyu.
The bracelet was made of pure gold, about four fingers wide, and it was inlaid with all kinds of huge gemstones. It looked extremely precious at first glance.
Fatemei shook the fan in his hand, pointed to Ling Qingyu from a distance, and said a word.
The servant turned back and bowed in response, then pointed to Yan San beside Ling Qingyu, then pointed to the bracelet in his hand, and said a few words.
Ram was stunned for a while, touched his sweat secretly, and translated to Ling Qingyu: "She said, this bracelet is worth ten thousand gold, and it is used to exchange... the third master..."
ah oh! Everyone's eyes were fixed on Ling Qingyu, but Yan San's expression didn't change, he just looked at Princess Fatmey and then at Ling Qingyu.
"Hmph, who do you think I am! How can my people be measured by money, let alone ten thousand gold, even if you give me the entire territory, it is impossible to give it to you!" Ling Qingyu said loudly, and then put on his body The feeling of freezing to death disappeared instantly.
Ram passed on the original words with a smile, and at the same time added another sentence: "Everyone here belongs to the master, you should give up!"
Fatme laughed and walked down from the step. The servants around her hurriedly spread the red carpet in front of her as she walked. Fatme walked up to Ling Qingyu step by step, and her warriors also Nervously follow up.
Yan San and Yan Qi took a step forward, Yan Qi's saber had already been drawn, Yan San's hand was on the hilt of the sword, and La Mu drew out the long saber without showing weakness.
The light of the knife flashed, and the swords were on the verge of breaking out.