Chapter 8: Muk and the Daze

While engaging in a heated discussion about prices with those below, one person in the crowd made Shu Yuer curl her lips, believing that her choice was entirely correct

For the snow-white little creature obtained from these rabbits, Shu Yuer gave it a peculiar name—Mident. What surprised Zhao Fubo was that when Shu Yuer named it, she actually looked at him.

On the other side of the female slave market, there are some strong male slaves. They are uniformly bare-chested, and some of the robust individuals possess muscles akin to steel

They are slaves destined to be eliminated; unless someone buys them, they will soon perish, and when that time comes, they will be discarded outside the city.

The brief interlude was soon cast aside by them, while Ziyun Manor provided them with even more surprises

In addition to knights and soldiers, the most important group is the craftsmen. Among them, those who are more valuable include the glassmakers of Venice and the armorers. As for weapon manufacturing, compared to Western swords and blades, people here still prefer the latter, particularly the Damascus steel.

Muke turned his face, his pure blue eyes gazing at Zhao Fubo, as if he had never known him. After observing him carefully for a few moments, he nodded slightly. Then he lifted his head, as if nothing had happened, and followed Shuyu'er forward.

At this moment, the carefree demeanor on Zhao Fubo's face had vanished, replaced by a rather peculiar expression that Shu Yuer had never seen before. Moreover, when he spoke, he addressed her with a title that Shu Yuer had never heard.

At this point, Shu Yuer stopped speaking. This left Zhao Fubo somewhat puzzled, wondering why young women tend to only say half of what they mean

On her lap lay a long-haired cat, a Persian breed (Note: Genuine Persian cats were not bred by Westerners until 1856, so it is merely a long-haired cat). Its snow-white fur and sea-blue eyes can only be described with one word—beautiful

In the sweltering heat, a faint odor permeated the air. This initially prompted the three to consider leaving, but the scene before them compelled them to step forward.

Apart from nodding and shaking his head, he rarely spoke, and one could basically consider him mute. Zhao Fubo felt indifferent about this; on the contrary, a sparring partner with good skills was sufficient for him.

As Shu Yuer was captivated and found herself unable to move while walking on the street, Zhao Fubo generously presented her with the first gift of her life

Dazed as it may be, this little cat truly looks somewhat bewildered

Shu Yuer's companion is a complete mute

What is it? If I buy you a companion, it naturally needs to be impressive and clever. Do you think it should be like that Muk? He is probably just a little better than you, and you are so dazed...

Is it really necessary? Would a foolish cat make her hate this much

Shu Yuer looked at Zhao Fubo's dazed expression, rolling her eyes and, with a glance full of disdain, said: "Yes, it's just a dazed silly cat. When will it ever grow up!"

At that moment, the master of the female slave pulled down the skirt of the female slave on the platform, and the crowd below erupted in cheers

If it is the latter, they are often redeemed by their families with a substantial amount of gold. Of course, there are also impoverished individuals who have fallen here to become slaves

One by one, they huddled in any shadow they could find, breathing the last few breaths of their lives. Some children had already fallen ill in their cages, struggling to inflate their bellies under the scorching sun, fighting for every breath of life.

The city has prepared inns for the guests coming from the south and the north, where a large quantity of goods from Huangsha City and Ruiyu Village are sold. Maritime merchants travel thousands of miles to bring silk and porcelain from the Central Plains, while local products such as weapons and glass, as well as certain goods from the West, are transported here.

The changes here now are completely different from when Zhao Fubo's father first established it. The tall village walls have now taken on the appearance of city walls, and the village has begun to resemble a small town.

Moreover, at this moment, the tone in which he spoke carried an air of authority that compelled obedience, reminiscent of a command

At this moment, the bewildered Zhao Fubo followed closely behind her and, upon catching sight of Zhao Xu, began to speak again with inappropriate remarks

The ever-present Muk, who had stated that there would absolutely not be a second lengthy remark during the day, then continued to maintain his silence, akin to that of an ancient stubborn stone

Before he could finish speaking, Shu Yuer had already raised her foot and stomped down hard on his. The voice that came from behind the veil, though still clear, was filled with a strong sense of arrogance and unreasonable defiance

Listening to these shouts, Shu Yuer's slender dark eyebrows furrowed as she directed her ire towards Zhao Fubo, as if he were the one shouting indiscriminately

Shu Yuer looked at the scene before her in disbelief; she could hardly imagine that there was such a terrifying place amidst the bustling Ziyun Manor.

Even if he were to accept the slave that Shu Yuer bought for him, shouldn't it be a strong warrior? As for the attendants or the maid from the library, he is not without hands; what use would he have for those people?

I want to practice shooting

In the crowd, Zhao Xu, dressed in a splendid white robe, held a money bag in his hand, which contained the reward given to him by San Niang. As for the slaves he intended to purchase, Shu Yuer looked at them with a discerning gaze.

Little did Shu Yuer know that upon hearing Zhao Fubo's intention to save money for her, she felt a sense of discomfort in her heart

On the main street of Ziyun Village, apart from these, there are large and small vehicles coming and going, filling the spacious street to the brim

On the assembled wooden platform, the clothes of these women are lifted, exposing their alluring assets to the onlookers below. Alternatively, their mouths are pried open, showcasing their age like livestock.

Zhao Fubo's companion is that little horse, Mamluk. At his request, Wei Zhen assigned the little horse Mamluk to train with him, but the first thing this guy said to Zhao Fubo was.

On two elevated platforms, a slave auction is taking place. Some female slaves, who possess a certain degree of attractiveness, are dressed provocatively under the looming threat of the slave owner's whip, occasionally twisting their bodies.

Although her family is quite wealthy, Zhao Fubo still felt that spending Hua Shuyu's money was never entirely justifiable

Look at her slender waist; if you were to go to bed with her, you would understand that such a waist is so soft it seems as if it could be bent... Ah, no... no, the price you offered is too low; the gentleman over there has already made a bid...

He is a Mamluk, and like a piece of wood, he does not speak; let us call him Muk.

Upon their first meeting, Shu Yuer casually bestowed a name upon the young horse, Muluk.

A series of prohibitions prevented Zhao Fubo from completely closing his mouth; moreover, he was not interested in the female slaves depicted in the illustrations before him

Elder brother, are you looking to buy a maid? I have heard that there are quite a few maids in the west wing, so why does he still want to buy one?

Another type of special commodity that is most frequently traded here is slaves, which include not only strong children captured or lured from the Caucasus or other regions, but also soldiers and knights captured from the Western Crusaders

A group of 5 to 6-year-old children is confined in an iron cage. Judging by their physique and hair color, they are likely to become Mamluks in the future. Others are not locked in the iron cage; they are merely the elderly, weak, sick, and disabled.

The plump slave trader wore a large gemstone ring on his finger

After a difficult struggle through the crowd, they finally arrived at the destination of this journey—the slave market of Ziyun Manor

If we are not going to look, then let me ask you, Yuer, what kind of item should we buy? The ones here are too expensive; should we consider looking elsewhere?

The bustling crowd consists not only of Persians from the direction of the flower thorn, but predominantly of Arabs from this area

They are wearing white "Gandura", jostling through the crowded and hot flow of people. At the roadside restaurants and tea stalls, groups of elegantly dressed Arab merchants are enjoying sweet milk tea and crispy pastries

However, Shu Yuer did not feel the slightest bit of unhappiness in her heart. She casually took out her purse and handed it to Zhao Fubo, and her response even subtly contained a hint of joy.

Looking at Shu Yuer's eyes, which curved into a smile beneath her veil, and then at the pure white, comfortably sleepy kitten cradled in her arms, Zhao Fubo seemed to understand as he shook his head gently

Just by looking at the prices of these guys, Zhao Fu wwwhetushu . comcom immediately fell silent, as he was genuinely afraid of spending all of Shu Yuer's monthly allowance.

Zhao Fubo looked at Muk's green eyes as if he had come to a realization, and patted the head of the little black coal that was following him.

Listening to the words spoken by Zhao Fubo in the Central Plains dialect, Shu Yuer suddenly felt as if a veil of mist had enveloped Zhao Fubo before her, making it difficult to see clearly.

No looking, no listening, no asking, no speaking, no ... ... !

Here ... ... these are ... ...

Do not ... ... hurry ... ... let's go over there to take a look, here ... ... there are some people who are very annoying ... ... !

Ah, I see, she is talking about Muk! This kid really has an appropriate name, he is truly a blockhead. However, when it comes to fighting, he does resemble a cat somewhat. Ha, a dazed silly cat!

These are the soldiers captured during the Crusades, or some impoverished knights

Zhao Fubo, who was following behind, carried a large gun, scratching his head with a vague sense that something was amiss. He turned his face to ask Muk beside him

Having said that, he no longer paid attention to Zhao Fubo and instead walked towards the place where slaves were being sold, holding onto the bewildered expression.

Yuer, let's buy them; however many we can get, let's get them!

The three quickly left the most bustling area of the slave market, but the place they arrived at next compelled them to be moved.

Zhao Fubo and Shu Yuer have never been to Ziyun Manor, and what makes Zhao Fubo happy is that he now has a companion, while what makes Shu Yuer happy is that she also has a companion

Well, you are in charge, and Yu'er will listen to you completely

Although Zhao Fubo had little money, he was an excellent archer. When he entered Ziyun Manor, he was not only adorned with various trophies but also carried a variety of game on his gun, with Muk carrying even more.