Chapter 46: I'll Give You a Wife

  "What? You guys are eating here too? Brother Fubo, do you still recognize me?"

  Just as Zhao Fubo's words left everyone stunned, Shu Yiner decided to show him her fancy footwork.

  A timely arrival of a person saved Zhao Fubo, although his rough heart may not have felt any threat.

  "Martini, is it you? Are you also coming to eat?"

  The person who came was Abdurahman, the young master of Huangshacheng, with a white robe that didn't look as elegant as Zhao Xu's.

  His sleeves were rolled up, revealing the muscles of his arms and thick hair. A wide leather belt was tied around his waist, with a delicate, jewel-encrusted scabbard hanging from it, containing a curved knife.

  There were two other people beside him, but they gave off a completely different vibe. They seemed like two thick walls of flesh, sturdy and towering figures. Watching them walk, the floorboards here seemed to be trembling slightly.

  When they two heard Zhao Fu's extremely impolite and direct address of the young city master, each and every one of their faces didn't look very good.

  Abdul Matin, who knew Zhao Fu's abilities and was eager to make friends with him, had no dissatisfaction at all.

  "Yes, my dear friend, the food on the Yueyang Tower is very good, I like it. Since we are lucky enough to meet here today, do I have the honor of inviting you and your friends to have a meal together?"

  At the same time, he bowed to Shu Yu'er.

  Making a bow to a woman is an extremely rare thing in the Arab world. Of course, it's not uncommon in Huangsha City, at least in the Song Dynasty, some women are still very dignified.

  "Hello Miss Shu!"

  "It's an honor to see you again, Lord of the Manor!"

  Shu Yiner stood up, although as a member of the Zhao family's mansion, her status was much more prestigious than that of this young city lord.

  At least for now, we have to give him some face.

  Abdul Matin's behavior made his two companions stare at him one by one. They couldn't believe that the young master would be willing to eat with this guy who didn't look very good and even brought several slaves to the restaurant.

  Abdul Matini was much smarter than Zhao Fubo. Looking at the expressions of the two behind him, he knew they didn't understand the current situation.

  "This is Zhao Jia's young master Zhao Fu Bo, and all of these people around him are his friends!"

  After finishing this sentence, he lowered his voice and instructed them in a low voice in Arabic.

  "They are all noble and free people, especially that beautifully dressed girl, she is an important figure in Zhao's willow garden, you two should pay respects to her!"

  As Abdul Matin introduced him, his two gigantic friends couldn't help but stare at him in surprise.

  They looked at Shu Yiner in front of them with disbelieving eyes, unexpectedly she was a woman who had to be respected even if they saw her under the main hall of Shaoyang City.

  If she weren't too young, they would have thought that this was the true master of the legendary Desert City, the matriarch of the Zhao family - San Niang.

  They call these two guys giants because of their stature.

  According to Martin's estimate, he must be two meters two or three tall, and his weight is probably similar to that of those rugby players.

  After Abdul Matin introduced them, two giant-like men bowed to Zhao Fubo.

  "Your Excellency, at your service. I am Emin (meaning: faithful one), and this is my brother Basel (meaning: brave one). We are both under the command of Lord Shao."

  "At your service!"

  Compared with his brother, this Basel is even more powerful. However, when bowing to Shu Yu'er, both brothers encountered difficulties.

  "Little... miss, you..."

  This is because in the military camp, they still follow the rules of the Arabs. But unlike the people in the Yellow Sand City, the rules of the Song Dynasty are much more lenient than those of the Arab Muslims.

  Looking at Shu Yiner in front of them, who was almost one-third shorter than them, the two brothers didn't know how to greet her.

  Helpless, I had to ask a few good questions in Arabic and then threw it aside.

  "Brother Fubo, I've already ordered dinner. Let's go to the private room together and we can have a good chat!"

  Zhao Fubo glanced at others, Shu Yuner and Little John's expressions were surprisingly similar, apparently they did not want to be interrupted in this pleasant meal.

  As for Muk, whether eating in a restaurant or outdoors, it's all the same to him. It was Martin who asked a question that made everyone admire his foresight.

  "Will the Young City Master and his companions also be participating in the martial arts tournament?"

  "They? No, they won't participate. The martial arts tournament is our Huangsha City's affair, it has nothing to do with their garrison troops! And..."

  He looked at his two brothers' huge figures in the morning and shook his head before continuing to speak.

  "And besides, if guys like them go in, it's probably going to be very hard for others to win, of course excluding people with exceptional skills like the Vrubel brothers."

  It was unimaginable, Martin didn't know what he was thinking of, and suddenly came up with a suggestion that shocked everyone.

  "Hmm, why don't we have a meal together? After dinner, if everyone is interested, we can practice together. Maybe that will help us in the competition!"

  This proposal not only surprised Shu-yin and Little John, but even Mu Ke, who was addicted to good martial arts, widened his eyes. Zhao Fu's reaction was the most direct, without any embarrassment at all.

  "Teacher Martin, haven't we done something wrong? You're punishing us like this! How can we possibly win against them? Just look at their legs, they're as thick as a cow's!"

  For Zhao Fubo, who speaks without reserve, everyone is somewhat helpless. Although he doesn't talk as much as Abdul-Jabbar, sometimes what he says really makes people laugh and cry at the same time.

  Abdul Matin showed an interested expression, his eyes fixed on Martin, wanting to hear his true intention.

  "You mean you want them two to have a try against the Vopros brothers in this matter..."

  Abdul Matin originally said that the two of them couldn't beat Zhao Fubo, but it was just a polite remark. Of course, Zhao Fubo's large gun was indeed a surprising weapon for him.

  But he also didn't think Zhao Fubo could really beat those two guys.

  Martin certainly knew what he meant, but the comparison he made was another matter altogether.

  "In fact, the two of them have such a strong physique, originally not necessary to compare. But can we compare our horsemanship, such as shooting guns or archery on horseback?"

  As soon as this sentence came out, not only was Abdul Matini more interested, but Zhao Fubo and Mu Ke were also raised with interest.

  They all knew that fighting on horseback was different from fighting on foot, and the demand for skills was even stricter and more complex.

  Although Zhao Fubo and Mu Ke often practiced on horseback at home, it was far from enough. These two guys are serious city guards and do not participate in competitions. Looking at their physique, they should also be brave warriors in the garrison.

  If they can beat them, then Zhao Fubo and Mu Ke should have a good chance of winning in the junior competition.

  "Alright, of course! If that's the case, I won't even have to compete. These two guys are too powerful, I'm no match for them! I couldn't even draw their bows, I'd lose without even competing!"

  As for drawing a strong bow, Zhao Fubo suddenly smiled foolishly.

  "Martini, if I can get them to open up that big of a bow this time, how will you thank me?"

  This remark, which seemed obvious to Shu Yu'er, was considered nonsense by Xiao Yuan, who couldn't help but furrow his brow. The pulley bow was their secret weapon, and if others were to find out...

  It's Martin who isn't afraid, you know. Don't look down on the pulley bow just because it seems simple with only two pulleys installed. The physics calculations involved are by no means simple.

  He is the teacher in this high school physics laboratory, and even he doesn't dare to say that he fully understands it, let alone others. He has confidence in the current level of physics. Even if a sample is given, others may not be able to imitate it.

  Abdul Matin looked at Zhao Fu Bo incredulously, as if he was talking nonsense. He didn't believe that Zhao Fu Bo could make him achieve it, and even suspected in his heart, did these mysterious Song people have some kind of medicine that would give someone strength after taking it?

  "Can you really...really draw back a bow that big for me?"

  Zhao Fubo nodded with satisfaction, and in his heart, he really regarded the Abdule Matini in front of him as a friend, and when speaking, he didn't think about hiding anything.

  "Of course, I naturally have a way to do it, but what will you use to thank me?"

  Looking at Zhao Fubo's appearance, it didn't seem like he was lying, and Abdul Matin, who was relatively mature, also knew this guy pretty well, he wasn't the kind of person who would lie.

  So when Zhao Fubo confirmed his words, he didn't even think about it and said the following.

  "If it's like that... Ah, that would be great, I'd definitely... I'll take you..."

  He patted himself all over and didn't seem to find anything useful on him. He had a fair amount of gold dinars, but using money to discuss friendship was a bit too crass.

  Turning back to look at the two people behind him, he wanted them to help come up with an idea. But just then, he really thought of a gift that was absolutely valuable enough.

  "Otherwise, I'll give you an old lady as a wife, how about that?"

  As soon as he said this, everyone was stunned by his words.

  Shu Yuner's face naturally turned white in an instant. If Zhao Fubo really brought a wife back, what would she be?

  Little John's face turned white too, but then it turned red again. It was inexplicable that he, a boy, would also eat this unprovoked flying vinegar.

  Martin's idea is more realistic.

  "This kid doesn't even understand basic hygiene, now he's got a wife, can he find his way around?"

  No kidding, this is indeed a problem!

  Muk didn't have much more reaction, just sizing up Abdul Matin, probably somewhat suspicious of his character.

  It was Zhao Fubo's performance that was impressive, although his answer did indeed get Martin teacher into trouble.

  "I'd rather not! My teacher said, Confucius said: 'Only petty people and women are difficult to support'!"