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Chapter 12 The Luckiest Man

Chapter 12 The most unlucky person ()

Old Man Martin is the most unlucky time traveler.

His real name is Ma Zhongming. He was originally a physical and chemical laboratory teacher in a private high school. He had a house, a car and a wife at home. Especially his wife was quite beautiful and lived a well-off life that others envy.

As a result, he accidentally traveled through time, which was not the most unlucky thing.

The unlucky thing is that the car, house, and wife did not travel with him. What's even more unlucky is that he traveled to an old European man, and he was actually a disabled old man.

In this world, his situation can only be used with a sentence of Li Qingzhao - "How can one be sad!"

When he woke up in this unknown world, he still called his favorite word - calm... calm... It's a pity that he quickly couldn't calm down, with a long sword plus a neck and a shackle.

During the battle, he was captured by a small team of Arab Mamluk cavalry and then turned into a slave. As mentioned earlier, his "looking" was not very good, so he was always "backlogged" in the hands of the slave owner.

Then he was whipped and hungry, as if fate had determined his future, but when he was most desperate, he saw this stupid Zhao Fubo.

Although this guy looks a little "unable", he is also a Chinese person at least.

To meet such a person in the Middle East, he has encountered his first lucky one in this world, for whom he has been so unlucky that he can't even say he is "calm".

Through the fire, you can see that his future owner is a good guy.

At this time, he was roasting the hunted prey on the bonfire and even the unknown seasonings he sprinkled with made the game exude an attractive smell.

Not only did Old Martin smell the fragrance, but Shu Yuer no longer torture and stare. The latter was looking at the barbecue with greed and making a "meow" cry.

The fragrance also made Muke, who was applying spices and oil on the barbecue, work harder and Zhao Fubo. Even the blond little boy looked at the barbecue and showed a certain greed.

Sitting on his chair, Old Martin looked at the world with an adult gaze.

He could now be sure of one thing. The boy in front of him was not a time traveler, but why he appeared here made Old Man Martin very puzzled.

He has long been aware of his current location and is not bad at geography.

This so-called Ziyun City is located in the area near Basra, today's Iraq.

"I don't know what the young man's family is from. Even people from the Song Dynasty shouldn't have come to Iraq thousands of miles away. If their family was hiding so far to avoid Jin or Yuan soldiers, then they really didn't hide far enough!"

According to his calculations, it is about 1250 years, and it was launched by King Louis IX of France, targeting Egypt, the Seventh Crusade.

And he himself is one of the consequences of the miserable defeat recorded in history.

Martin was extremely worried about this. If the historical records were not correct, then the third Mongolian expedition under Hulagu in 1253 would invade Persia and Mesopotamia and other places.

In 1258, the Black-clothed Food and Food were destroyed, which is what we call the Arab Empire.

This is why Old Man Martin sighed in his heart, Zhao Fubo and his family were still not far enough to escape the war even though they hid here.

In addition, about 1277, 27 years later, the Mongolians would carry out the last battle of the Yuan and Song dynasties in the Yashan Naval Battle.

All the territory of China will be completely reduced to foreigners for the first time. Historical books say: China is no longer behind Yashan!

With concern, Martin asked himself.

"So can this guy who is careless and has opened the six orifices really achieve my ideal? No matter what, I have to let him understand that my purpose is not to make a blacksmith!"

Obviously, the unlucky time travel has not broken the old man Martin's head. At least he knows that a useless slave may put him in danger. So now, he may need to show his usefulness so that he can live a more comfortable life.

At this time, Zhao Fubo brought a stack of plates from the carriage, and personally cut off the fragrant and crispy skin with a knife and sent it to Shu Yuer's hand. Looking at Zhao Fubo's careful appearance, Martin, who had been worried about his "uses", came up with a solution.

"Hey, young people, we Chinese people are very particular about respecting the elderly and loving the young. Shouldn't we give the following plate to me, the old man?"

"China?"

Martin's behavior surprised Muke, but Zhao Fubo seemed to care about such a thing, but instead the next plate was really handed over to him.

However, Zhao Fubo seems to be very unfamiliar with the word "China".

"Yes, what we speak is Chinese, this language comes from the Song Dynasty. All the ethnic minorities that grew up in the Song Dynasty and nearby are all Chinese!"

This time, Zhao Fubo did not answer. He was always worried about studying and was not willing to think about these things.

But Shu Yuer, who was trained as a master's goal since childhood, was not as unsightly as him.

"Hmph, all the people living near us are wolves and ambitious. One Xia, then one Jin, and now another Meng appears. It's a pity that our Song Dynasty is in power and only knows how to harm loyal and kind. In my opinion, the Song Dynasty will sooner or later fall into the hands of the Mongolians!"

Shu Yuer's answer forced Martin to look at her carefully. It was obvious that this was a well-behaved and intelligent girl, but unfortunately she was greatly harmed by the so-called orthodox Song Dynasty.

"Miss Yu'er is right, but I just don't know if you have thought about it. If our Song Dynasty is very powerful, will they rebel? Those ethnic minorities will not become a climate after all. Just like the food on this plate, eating meat is good, but unfortunately, if there are some fruits and vegetables to match, I'm afraid the taste will be better!"

Shu Yuer didn't expect that an old slave man would not say anything about the food he had with him, but he would tell such a big truth. But what he learned in his heart could not refute him.

"Hehe, sorry, let's go! There are some vegetables growing in the garden at home, but I have eaten all the things I brought so far away, and I..."

Shu Yu'er had just been pressed by someone else with a big reason, so naturally she was a little dissatisfied. Her gills bulged, like a fish floating on the water surface of a fish tank on a cloudy day. If she had blown two more bubbles, it would be solid.

"Hmph, no, Erlang wouldn't have spent all his money on buying you two, he wouldn't have been too poor to afford food. You old man is a slave who doesn't know how to be grateful!"

When she spoke, she was a little bit of a little girl's spoiledness and a little bit of a young lady's arrogance. What she didn't expect was that not only did Old Martin not worry about the word "slave" she bit heavily, but instead said the following passage with a smile.

"Well, I can guarantee that Zhao Erlang will definitely make a profit when buying the two of us. And I want to make a bet, I wonder if you are interested, the master?"

"Are you bet? What a fun thing to do, let me hear it!"

Martin smiled slightly, and Zhao Fubo was indeed not as expected. Although he was tall and powerful, he had a competitive young man. It was expected that Shu Yuer, who was about the same age as him, looked the same.

"Hey, Erlang, if you don't see him laughing so treacherously, you must have some tricks!"

Although Shu Yuer stopped Zhao Fubo from her mouth, she looked at Martin in a look of hope. Old Martin put a piece of meat into her mouth, chewed it carefully for a few seconds, and kept it proudly.

"Hmph, it doesn't matter if there is any trick. I'm afraid you two won't dare to make this bet!"

Shu Yuer and Zhao Fubo looked at each other, and saw that seventeen or eighteen were dissatisfied from each other's eyes.

But Muke, who had been silent on the side, cut the meat in his hand with a knife and looked at Martin with a thoughtful look. His cold eyes seemed to be warning him not to use any tricks of evil people.

Zhao Fubo simply put the plate in his hand aside and reached out to wipe the oil on the corner of his mouth. It seemed that he was amused by old man Martin, and he stopped eating and started to bet with concentration.

"Okay, just play. What is the bet? We have to explain it first!"

"Just bet that when the sun rises tomorrow, you can make your pocket fuller. If I do it, then you need to give us freedom and recognize me as Erlang's teacher. How about it, do you dare to make this bet?"

To be honest, to tell Shu Yuer rationally that he shouldn’t have to fight!

She had a conspiracy in her mind. Even if the old man had any tricks, I believe that when he returned home, he would naturally be able to take out his mouth.

But he couldn't guess what he wanted Zhao Fubo to become rich in his pocket. Especially when Old Martin added the next sentence, she finally made her determined to take a gamble.

"Think about it, Zhao Erlang has money tomorrow, so we will go to the city to buy him a few strong guys back, so that people can't say that you, Miss Yu'er, don't buy things, right?"

Shu Yuer tilted her head and looked at Old Martin suspiciously, and then made a bet for Zhao Fubo very readily, and during the whole period, she thought Zhao Fubo was transparent.

"Just fight, are we still afraid? Erlang, let's make this bet with him?"

Zhao Fubo, who is also a childish person, doesn’t care about these things. Like Shu Yuer, he just wants to know what kind of way does Old Martin have to make himself richer!

"It's very simple. Just find a few craftsmen for me. In addition, if you are afraid that I will be able to play tricks, you just need to have this little Mamluk stare at me and ask him to help me. I promise that you will be much richer tomorrow morning."

"Is it possible to get full on the pouch overnight?"

Zhao Fubo and Shu Yuer looked at each other again, but then decided to bet on this game. Shu Yuer put on a serious look and looked at Martin carefully to warn him.

"Okay, bet, but if you dare to play any tricks, I can be sure you won't be able to leave here alive!"

"Of course, there will be a result tomorrow morning, I promise!"
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