Chapter 9: Buy Back a Teacher
Shu Yuer's retort caused the boss to change his expression. Just as he was about to retort with a few words, he suddenly noticed Mu Ke behind Shu Yuer reaching for the knife at his waist, and the words in his mouth immediately faltered.
Hmph, we can't fool anyone anymore. The truth is, we bought it merely to understand the weaponry of the Crusaders, so regarding the price...
Shu Yuer glanced around impatiently, then instructed Zhao Fubo and Mu Ke, as if they were truly her bodyguards, just like a genuine young lady would have.
Are you returning it? I am just worried that the boss here might not agree. However, I can tell you that buying both of us is a great deal! And kid, I can be your teacher. When you understand what I can teach you, you will realize that you truly made a profit!
How is that possible? Am I supposed to return something just because I suffered a loss?
In this Ziyun City, these women, who may not appear tall but possess skin more delicate than that of the local girls, require some caution. They are protected species here, and a single misstep could lead to the wicked Hassan devouring a person without leaving a trace.
It must be said that Zhao Fubo encountered quite a few new experiences today. Not only did he witness the slave market at Ziyun Manor, but he also felt a sense of compassion.
Why is everyone looking at me? Hurry up and pay so we can leave. I assure you that you won't lose out by buying me. If you do end up losing out...
He turned his head in frustration to look at Muk beside him. The latter probably guessed his question but did not offer any hints. He simply kept his mouth shut, looking at him and shaking his head, leaving him unable to discern what he truly meant.
Shu Yuer certainly knew that, despite the boss's repeated belittling, he did not demand an exorbitant price. However, their purpose for coming today was to buy a companion for Zhao Fubo from https://www.hetushu.com. The fact that such a companion would invite ridicule was secondary; what mattered more was that it would make San Niang think that she was incapable of handling matters.
Zhao Fubo offered a defense that he did not fully understand.
Zhao Fubo, holding the large gun in his hand, looked rather foolish. He did not understand why, after going to the trouble of buying a personal attendant for himself, he ended up bringing back a teacher instead.
This fellow is a blacksmith among the Crusaders. Although his leg is injured, just look at the calluses on his hands. I believe that if I were to buy him and bring him back to teach your own craftsmen, it would certainly ... ...
Taking a step forward, I quietly said a word to the boss
The boss intended to tug at Shu Yuer's clothing, but before he could make contact, he was intercepted by Zhao Fubo's imposing presence from the side.
Shu Yuer's crisp retort left the boss speechless, unable to articulate any further merits.
Zhao Fubo had a premonition that purchasing this old man would certainly be a loss for him, and he grimaced as he retorted with a question.
Who does not know that among the entire province, the weapons forged in Huangsha City are the finest? They bring Uz steel from the lands of the Arabs by sea and craftsmen from Damascus, yet they forge long swords for the Song Dynasty that are thousands of miles away.
The boss's shout has attracted the attention of onlookers nearby, especially since the charges he has leveled have allowed his guards to draw their knives
Moreover, speaking Chinese in the slave market not only was understood by others, but surprisingly, there were also individuals who could respond in Chinese.
He is well aware that these Mamluk soldiers do not care who the opponent is. As soon as their master gives the command, they will immediately draw their swords and charge forward
The one speaking is the Western old man who is missing two small legs, and not only does his spoken Chinese sound authentic and precise, but even when he makes jokes, the few people who understand Chinese look at him in disbelief.
The rules for doing business at Ziyun Manor are very simple, encapsulated in two words—integrity. If anyone attempts to deceive here, and Hasan finds out, the Mamluk cavalry from Yulin Manor will naturally be dispatched to ensure that he does not see the sun of the following day
You two, take the person away. Muk, you carry this old man first, and then find a vehicle later! As for you... 6 Dirhams, we have a deal
Shu Yuer deliberately elongated her words at this point, while the boss, being perceptive, bent down and picked up her cue.
The price of 5 Dirhams is not unreasonable, if... if... if you can get in touch with him, then we can make a deal
She merely rolled her beautiful eyes and glared fiercely at Zhao Fubo, then lifted her neck and called for the boss
Compared to the locally crafted curved swords inlaid with gold and silver, the long swords with narrow, dark blades sheathed in shark skin are more favored by the Mamluk cavalry
The master cast a glance at the seemingly delicate little slave, feeling somewhat at a disadvantage. A smile spread across his chubby face as he earnestly requested Shu Yuer to show mercy.
Miss, although this little slave is a bit thin, she is not ill and is quite beautiful. Are you perhaps...
Although the price the boss is asking for is not outrageous, for a girl like her, if she does not negotiate at all, wouldn't that be too accommodating
Is that so? Boss, I see that you are the strongest here. Could it be that you are selling yourself as well
As he spoke, he pointed at the old man who had just spoken in Chinese and was now looking at Zhao Fubo and the others with a face full of hope
Shu Yuer, whose beautiful face was concealed by a veil, glared fiercely at Zhao Fubo and spoke a sentence to him in Arabic
She appears to be around 14 to 15 years old, emaciated due to prolonged malnutrition. Her golden hair looks like a piece of yellow carpet, matted and dirty, as if it has been battered by wind and sand for a long time.
Shu Yuer, with her eyes twinkling, soon spotted a rather handsome little Crusader soldier.
As soon as the name of Huangsha City came out of Shu Yuer's mouth, the boss fell silent
Moreover, setting aside whether I and my subordinates can manage to get along with these two guards, if we truly provoke that bastard Hassan, I fear that I will no longer have a business to run.
The subtle aura that Zhao Fubo had just revealed vanished suddenly before Shu Yuer could even feel a sense of joy. In the blink of an eye, he transformed back into that "dazed silly cat".
Seeing the boss's hypocritical smile, I immediately launched into a merciless retort
How dare you still act? How about this: I no longer want these two slaves. However, I will report to the lord of this place that you are selling sick slaves in the market. I assume you understand the consequences of that
Boss... Boss... are you going to continue with this business or not
Upon witnessing this scene, Zhao Fubo lowered the large gun from his shoulder, while Muk had already drawn his knife halfway out.
One could not help but show respect when observing her exquisite silk garments and the demeanor of a young lady of high status, especially with two young warriors serving as her bodyguards by her side
This is entirely due to the Tang Dynasty's emphasis on cavalry, while the Song Dynasty, lacking good horses, had no choice but to rely on infantry. Now that Huangsha City is established in the very region known for producing fine horses, it is only natural to bring forth the ancestral cavalry tactics.
What he did not expect was that at this moment the old man spoke again, and indeed his words were relentless and unyielding
You ... ... Miss Yu, should we buy a few children? He is already so old ... ...
Miss, you truly have an eye for talent! Although the slaves here may appear to be old, weak, sick, or disabled, there are quite a few capable individuals among them, such as this old man...
Conducting business with honesty and integrity, and maintaining a good relationship with the governor of the province, while receiving his protection. This is also the reason why Huangsha City and the three villages can stand firm against the black-clad Arabs.
Are you saying to buy or not to buy? Nod if you want to buy, shake your head if you do not want to buy
Comforting oneself in the heart, a busy and insincere smile piled upon the chubby face.
Buy me... please buy me... I guarantee you won't regret it...!
Shu Yuer was initially startled and felt a bit of resentment towards herself for acting too hastily. However, upon further reflection, she realized that this was Ziyun Manor; could it be that she was still afraid of them causing trouble here
This time, Shu Yuer's good mood was completely dissipated as Zhao Fubo returned to a state of "daze".
5 Dirhams (name of the Arab silver coin), Miss, this is already ... ...
Are you foolish? Can such words be spoken in front of others?
Faced with Shuyu Er's pouting little face and her eyes wide open like a sanitary ball, the boss felt uncomfortable.
Shu Yuer glanced at him again and asked in response.
Ah, that's right. You shouldn't have been standing there looking foolish for so long, making others think that girl is your master
Who would have thought that his retort would actually make the old man laugh? However, Zhao Fubo couldn't shake the feeling that this guy's laughter, along with the *picture* book, had a somewhat sinister quality, coupled with an air of inscrutable mystery.
What surprised him the most was that the person speaking Chinese was actually an old man with a head full of white hair. Unfortunately, he had lost both of his legs, which really did not contribute to his appearance.
A businessman's customary smile appeared on his face, but before engaging in any transactions, it was inevitable to probe with a few questions
He is quite ... ...
If this old man spends all day and night solely focused on teaching himself to read, wouldn't it be more straightforward to just end it all?
Hey, how come you little girl... ah... I am strong, but I really don't sell!
As soon as Shu Yuer spoke, the boss immediately wilted.
Miss ... ... Miss ... ... cannot do this! What you are doing ... ... this is blatant robbery ... ...
Alas, harmony brings wealth does it not
"Surely, our craftsmen will be corrupted. Do you really think that the weapons of the Crusaders are better than those from our Huangsha City?"
Moreover, due to the intentional protection from the governor who received a substantial amount of money, the fact that they are not Muslims has been conveniently forgotten by the businessmen here who have gained significant profits from their dealings.
Nod for YES, shake your head for NO. You little rascal, you wouldn't be clueless about English, would you!
Ah, ah... Miss, please do not be angry, do not be angry, it is my fault... Miss, we have reached an agreement, haven't we!
In fact, this boss is unaware that the long knives produced in Huangsha City are shaped like Tang swords.
The sudden words caught everyone on the field by surprise
Miss, I have plenty of good goods here. Whether it be strong men or beautiful women, all are available!
Although the boss's blunt introduction inevitably made Shu Yuer's tender face flush with embarrassment, she set aside her concerns in order to identify a useful person for Zhao Fubo among these elderly, weak, sick, and disabled individuals