Chapter 9 Muke and Mian Gazing ()

Zhao Fubo and Shu Yuer have never been to Ziyun Village. What makes Zhao Fubo happy is that he has a companion now, and what makes Shu Yuer happy is that she has a companion too.

Zhao Fubo's companion was the little Mamluk. At his request, Wei Zhen sent the little Mamluk to him for training, but the first thing this guy said to Zhao Fubo was.

"I want to practice guns!"

Then, except for nodding and shaking his head, he rarely talked, and basically he could think that he was a mute. Zhao Fubo didn't feel anything about this. On the contrary, a good training practice is enough for him.

When they first met, Shu Yuer gave Xiao Mamluk a name with just one word.

"He is Mamluk, and he doesn't speak like a wood, just call him Muk!"

Shu Yuer's companion is a completely mute!

In her pregnancy, she was a long-haired cat with a specialty of Post. The white hair like snow and the blue sea eyes can only be described in one word - beauty.

When Shu Yuer, who was walking on the street, was so fascinated by it that she couldn't move, Zhao Fubo gave her the first gift in her life.

Although Zhao Fubo has no money, he is a good archer. When he entered Ziyun Village, he not only had his body hanging, but also had a gun on his shoulder and Mook carried it, all of which were all kinds of prey.

Regarding the snow-white little thing exchanged for these rabbits, Shu Yuer gave it a strange name - Mixing. What made Zhao Fubo want to be confused was that when Shu Yuer named this name, he would actually look at him.

Looking at Shu Yuer's eyes that were smiling beneath the veil, and then looking at the pure white kitten she was holding in her arms, who was so comfortable that she couldn't open her eyes, Zhao Fubo shook his head as if he understood it very much.

"I'll be confused when I'm glaring. This kitten looks really confused!"

Shu Yuer looked at Zhao Fubo's mysterious glare, her eyes rolled, and her eyes were circulating and said with hatred: "Yes, it's just a mysterious glare silly cat, when did it grow up!"

After saying that, he ignored Zhao Fubo and first walked towards the slave trader's place in a fascination.

Zhao Fubo, who was following behind, carried a big gun, grabbed his head and felt something was wrong. He turned his face and asked Muke beside him.

"As for it? Will a stupid cat make her hate it so much?"

Muke turned his face, looked at Zhao Fubo with pure blue eyes, as if he had never known him, and nodded. Then he raised his head, and walked forward as if nothing had happened, following Shu Yuer.

Zhao Fubo looked at Muke's green eyes and seemed to have some clues, patting Xiao Hei Tan's head who was following him.

"Well, I get it. She is talking about Muke! This kid is really called the wrong name, it's really a piece of wood. But if you fight, it's really a bit like a cat. Ha, the foolish cat is so glaring!"

The episode was quickly thrown aside by them, and Ziyun Village gave them more surprises.

Now this place has changed completely differently from when Zhao Fubo's father was first built. The tall village wall now has the smell of a city wall, and the village also has the appearance of a small city.

The city prepared hotels for guests from all over the country, and sold a large amount of goods from Huangsha City and Ruiyuzhuang here. The silk and porcelain from the Central Plains delivered by maritime merchants from thousands of miles away, local products such as weapons, glass, etc. or certain goods from the West were transported here.

The most traded here is another special cargo - slaves. Not only are there strong children who have been plundered and abducted from the Caucasus or other places, but also soldiers and knights captured from the Western Crusaders.

If it were the latter, it would often be redeemed by the family with huge amounts of gold. Of course, there were also poor people who became slaves here.

In addition to knights and soldiers, the most important ones are craftsmen. More valuable ones are like Venetian Glass Master Fu or armor-making craftsmen. As for the manufacturing of weapons, compared with Damascus swords, people here still like the latter.

The bustling crowds include the Persians on the side of the Thorn Mo, and more of the Arabs here.

They were wearing white "Gondula" and squeezed around in the crowded and hot crowds. At the restaurant tea stall on the side of the road, groups of gorgeously dressed Arab businessmen were enjoying sugar milk tea and crispy pastries.

On the streets of Ziyunzhuang, in addition to these, there are large and small vehicles back and forth, which squeezed the wide street full of climbs.

After finally squeezing past the crowd, they arrived at the slave market in Ziyunzhuang, the end of the trip.

On the two tall platforms, slave auctions were being held. Some pretty female slaves were exposed in their clothes as they approached the slave owner's whip and twisted their bodies from time to time.

The fat slave trader wore a big gem ring on his fingers.

On the wooden platform that was built, lift the clothes of these women to show the tempting capital of those onlookers. Or break open their mouths and show their age like animals.

At the same time, he was talking to the people below and talking to him, while one of the crowd made Shu Yuer sneer and think that his choice was completely correct.

In the crowd, Zhao Xu, wearing a gorgeous white robe, was holding a purse in his hand, which contained the reward Sanniang gave him. As for the slaves he planned to buy, Shu Yuer looked at them with a picky look.

"Look at her water snake waist. If you go to bed with her, you will understand that such a waist is as soft as if it can be folded... Ah, no... No, the price you gave is too low, the gentleman over there has already bid..."

At this time, Zhao Fubo, who was so obsessed with glaring, followed her and chased her. At first glance, Zhao Xu said something inappropriate.

"Brother is you going to buy a girl? I heard that there are many girls in the western room, why do he still want to buy it?"

Before he could finish his words, Shu Yuer, who was standing beside him, raised his feet and stepped down hard. Although the sound from the veil was still crisp, it was full of arrogance and unreasonableness.

"No read, no listen, no question, no talk, no…"

A series of prohibitions made Zhao Fubo completely shut up, and he was not interested in these female slaves in front of him.

Even if you want to accept the slaves that Shu Yuer bought for him, shouldn’t you be a strong warrior? As for the personal or girl, he is not without hands, but what do you want those people to do?

"If you don't look at it, don't look at it. I'm talking about Yu'er, what kind of thing should we buy? These are too expensive here. Should we take a look elsewhere?"

On the other side of the female slave store are some strong male slaves. They are both naked, and some strong people have muscles like steel.

These are the soldiers captured in the battle with the Crusaders, or some poor knights.

Just as he saw the price of these guys, Zhao Fubo shut up. He was really afraid of spending all Shu Yuer's monthly money.

Although her family is very rich, Zhao Fubo still feels that Hua Shu Yuer’s money is not very at ease.

But Shu Yuer felt unwilling to hear that Zhao Fubo saved her money.

"What? I'll buy you a relative. Of course, you have to be powerful and smart enough. Do you think you're like that Muke? He's just a little bit better than you, you're so confused..."

Having said that, Shu Yuer didn't say anything anymore. This made Zhao Fubo not very clear. How could the girl like to say a little bit of a word?

Just at this moment, the slave owner on the female slave stage pulled down the skirt on the female slave's body, and the people below immediately cheered.

Listening to these roars, Shu Yuer's slender black eyebrows frowned and showed her power to Zhao Fubo, as if he was shouting and yelling.

"No...go...let's go there and see, here... some people here hate it..."

The three of them quickly left the most popular part of the slave market, and then they arrived, but they had to move.

In the hot weather, there was a faint stench here. This made the three of them originally planned to leave, but the scene they saw forced them to step forward.

There are groups of 5-6-year-old children in the iron cage. Judging from their figures and hair color, they should all become Mamluk children in the future. Others are not locked in the iron cage, they are just old, weak, sick and disabled.

One by one, they crouched in any shadow that could be found, breathing the last few breaths of air in their lives. Some children were already sick in the cage, and under the heat of summer, they bulged their stomachs hard to fight for every breath for their lives.

“Here… these are…”

Shu Yuer looked at the scene in front of her in disbelief. She could not imagine that there was such a terrible place in the bustling Ziyun Village.

"They are slaves who will be eliminated. Unless someone will buy them, they will die soon and they will be thrown out of the city."

Muke, who had been following them, said a long story that would never be the second sentence during the day, and then continued to maintain his silence like an ancient stubborn stone.

At this time, the dumbfounded man on Zhao Fubo's face was gone, and replaced by a rather strange expression that Shu Yuer had never found on his face. Moreover, when he spoke, he also called a name that Shu Yuer had never heard of before.

"Yu'er, let's buy them, how many can we buy!"

Listening to Zhao Fubo's words in Central Plains, Shu Yuer suddenly felt that Zhao Fubo's body seemed to have a fog in front of her, which made people unable to see clearly.

Moreover, in the tone of his speech, there was a sense of order that people had to obey.

However, Shu Yuer was not at all unhappy. She took out her wallet and handed it to Zhao Fubo. When she answered, she felt a sense of joy.
Chapter completed!