Ling Qingyu sat alone in front of the window, watching the lively scene on the deck, and unconsciously began to feel sore, because of the blood left by ancient Egypt, Princess Fatme, who may not last long, and those who humbled themselves for her head of man.
Across the wall, in the captain's room, Ram was discussing with Yan Qi.
"He didn't take out that thing, I could see clearly, so he just left." Ram said.
"That's possible. Didn't you say there's that thing in front? I think he's carrying the sedan chair very steadily, so you can't see it at all." Yan Qi said.
"The third master testifies, third master, tell me."
Yan San nodded, so Lamu said triumphantly: "Look, let me tell you, that guy is really amazing!"
"Your master has a box from Her Highness the Princess." Yan San said coolly.
Ram suddenly felt a chill in his ass, and unconsciously glanced at the closed door, and murmured: "No way, our master doesn't have such a hobby, does he?"
"Ah! Never mind! I want to use food as power!" There was a loud cry from inside, and with a bang, the door was pushed open, and Ling Qingyu went to the deck aggressively.
"His Royal Highness just taught her a lot in there, why don't you go and try the results?" Yan San patted Ram on the shoulder and followed.
"Take care!" Yang Zhao also patted him on the shoulder, and quickly followed.
"Brother, if you are injured, you can ask Doctor Shi for medicine." Yan Qi patted him with a smile, jumped off the chair and left.
No way? I've only been employed for three years! ! !
The transaction on the second day went very smoothly. There was a constant flow of boats between the Fengshen and the pier. The only thing that was affected was the dozens of warships that came from Aden at noon. After the batch of warships passed by, they loaded The unloading was carried out in an orderly manner.
On the fourth day, all the goods were loaded, the supplies were ready, and the people who wanted to visit were also finished shopping. At noon, the Fengshen sailed away from Aizabu.
Along the coast of Africa, there are some emerging small port cities, which were established by some defeated Arabs from the war.
The Fengshen purchased a large amount of spices at these ports along the way, and at the same time sold some of the goods. These ports are not so much cities as villages, and there are many local people who bring goods to sell. Ling Qingyu let go and let Zhu Wei leave. Taking a few teenagers and Ding Dong and the others to go ashore to buy together, sometimes I am a little surprised and happy.
Because the volume of each port is not large, and Ling Qingyu is not in a hurry, the Fengshen moved forward on the coast of Africa with some unsteadiness.
"I said Sum." Ram pulled a hammock between the two masts, lay comfortably in it, and said to the blond boy who was chopping wood with a wooden knife next to him: "You should also take a rest. It has been cut for an hour."
Sum ignored him and continued to chop the stake in the same way. After he woke up, he knew that he had been given to a new master by Princess Fatum. The new master was a woman of the Zhou Dynasty. Although she was far less beautiful than Mrs. Kerim, it made him feel very similar to Mrs. Kerim. The new master treated him so well that he couldn't believe it. Not long after he woke up, the new master came to see him and gave him the name Sum, which means loyalty in Egyptian. Not ordinary people can use this name, and I found a doctor for him, treated him with the best medicine, had enough to eat, had his own bed, and had his own clothes, all of which he had never dared to think of before. Now, the master has a personal servant by his side, so the only thing he can do now is to practice the saber technique taught to him by Master Sum, so that he can be like Master Sum serving Princess Fatum in the future. Become a servant by the master's side.
Seeing that he didn't answer, Ram turned his head and said to those nights who were chopping wood piles together: "Little guys, you have worked so hard all the time, but you won't grow tall."
The sixteen nights looked at him contemptuously, and continued to chop wood, joking, this new loyal, the first time he saw the head of the house, he climbed up to the ground and kissed the head of the house, and then had to be named by the head of the house, although they The name is also chosen by the head of the family, but this is different, okay, look at their names, and then look at this one, and this one is a little better, so he practiced his sword with his life. If they don't work harder, then There is still a place next to the head of the family.
Hey, Ram sighed lonely. Only when I got on this boat did I realize that there are such good masters and such a superior life in this world. It's no wonder that these boys, after knowing how that slave in Sum did and what kind of life he lived, all looked insecure.
"What are you doing?" Sanjay asked when he came up from the cabin below and saw Ram looking at the sky sadly.
"I'm thinking, why don't I sell my whole life to the master." Ram shook the bed and said.
"You want to eat and live for nothing and get money for nothing, and ask the master to support you for a lifetime?" Sanjay said unceremoniously. The eight of them are indeed first-class warriors in Nanpi, but they are nothing compared to those two swallows, and they can't even compare to that gun. Sanjayi feels very depressed.
"Don't say that, there will always be times when we are needed." Ram shook the bed again, and said, "I didn't want to give my life to those people before, because I didn't think it was worth it. We Aryans are a wandering tribe. I can rely on others to maintain the life of the family. After signing the contract, the life is not my own. But once the master dies, nothing will happen. Sanjay, this master, I will never let her die in the in front of me."
Sanjayi glanced at him and said nothing. Ling Qingyu treated them all equally. Every time he arrived at a port, he would give each crew member pocket money and let them manage by themselves. Along the way, the few of them Relying on language talent has already made a small amount of money. If you have the capital to trade, then the money you get can completely feed the tribe, and their children don't have to be mercenaries.
After shaking for a while, Ram jumped off the bed and strolled to the side of the boat. Ling Qingyu sat on the bow and took a fishing rod to fish, while Yan San and Yan Qi watched from the side of the boat.
"Her fishing rod has been hooked several times, but she still hasn't pulled it up." Yan Qi shook her head and said, "I'm still in a bad mood today."
Yan San didn't speak. Since leaving Ai Zhabu, Ling Qingyu's mood has been depressed, and he is often in a daze. Even his favorite bargaining and buying and selling goods in the past have been handed over to others, and he is no longer with Yang Zhao.
"Could it be that the master is really in love with Princess Fatum?" Ram just strolled over and interjected, and then attracted two fiery eyes, oh no, three, because Yang Zhao happened to pass by.
"As a man who loves her, we want everything to be according to her preferences," Ram touched his nose, and said, "Why don't we go back and capture Princess Fatum?"
Seeing that the three of them looked at him strangely, Ram looked at himself, and suddenly realized: "Ah, I see, if I don't like Princess Fatum, then it must be that man!"
"Aw!"
Ling Qingyu was awakened by a scream. When she looked at the fishhook in her hand, it had been bitten off. Then she looked back and saw that on the deck behind, Ram had been beaten into a pig's head and moaned on the ground.
"Ram?" Ling Qingyu jumped off the bow, walked to his side, looked at the three people next to him who seemed nothing had happened, and decided to ignore him and walk away from him.
"Master!" Ram got up halfway from the ground, and said with a heroic look, "If you really can't forget that Sum, Ram is willing."
"What do you want?" Ling Qingyu turned her head curiously.
"I am willing to be the subject of your experiment. You can use all the things you want to use on Sum on my Ram." Ram's expression was very tragic. Life is dead!
Ling Qingyu was still thinking, what do I want to use on Sum? Over there, Ram has been dragged by three people to continue beating him.
what! Oh! Ling Qingyu remembered, that Sum wasn't the beautiful blond boy Sum, but Sum from Fatum, shit! Ling Qingyu was about to go up and step on it angrily, when he suddenly saw the expressions of Yan Sanyanqi and Yang Zhao, pointed at them with trembling hands, and said, "You guys, don't you also think...?"
The expressions of the three of them were different, but none of them denied it. The head of the family, you sighed and pondered over that box every night, and said no, it is indeed unbelievable.
The pure friendship was understood like this, Ling Qingyu finally understood why Yang Zhao's blushing expression was dodging.
These days are indeed a bit depressed. Although after coming to this world, because of the new world of this young body, the heart that has been experienced has become young and impulsive, but Princess Fatum made her There was some change in her heart, such a beautiful woman should have everything that a girl in the sky should have, but the loneliness in her body makes her feel the same as her body. After the passion is over, what is left? Even if her heart, which has lived for nearly forty years, is hard to be moved by feelings, she doesn't feel sad for her. It has nothing to do with other things, well, in fact, she just thinks of the past and feels a little bourgeois.
But now...
"Hmph." Ling Qingyu stroked his hair, winked at the three of them, then ran his fingers across Yan, San, Yan, and Yang Zhao's jaws one by one, and said, "Then you all want to be my Sum? "
"I do!" Ram yelled, before being stomped back by three feet.
Seeing the expressions of the three of them, Ling Qingyu laughed and said, "I really want to? Princess Fatum gave me a big box."
She blinked her eyes, and suddenly felt that the depression in her chest that had been pressed for more than a month seemed to be slowly disappearing, yes, she still has so many good friends around her, everyone has their own way to go, Princess Fatum , may you be happy.
And my journey is still long.
How could such a rare opportunity to start over be wasted!