Chapter 53 An Unforgivable Slave

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  Ye Feng muttered to himself, "Wow, I've struck gold." Although he hadn't been in this world for long, Ye Feng had already heard of the great reputation of the Damascus craftsmen. They manufactured the best quality steel and most precise machinery in the world. The Damascus Royal Forge was a legendary institution, and curved knives bearing the royal forge mark were worth thousands of gold coins.

  "Could this be the legendary divine craftsman?" Ye Feng thought to himself, looking at the old man's thick joints and hands covered in calluses.

  She pointed at Azhar and the six men, saying: "I want them, you name a price."

  Haman was secretly delighted, but hesitated for half a day without revealing his emotions, and finally gritted his teeth and said: "Three thousand gold coins, they are the master's."

  Ye Feng was shocked by the price, "Three thousand gold coins? Robbery! Taking advantage of me, a newcomer who doesn't know the prices! A slave is worth at most one gold coin."

  Here, an ordinary slave would hardly fetch a single gold coin.

  Niya, on the other hand, didn't hesitate at all and readily agreed: "Alright, deal. I also need twenty ordinary craftsmen. Go to the duke's mansion to collect the money, we'll settle everything together later."

  He hastily kowtowed and said: "Those twenty artisans were sent by me to serve the young lady."

  Nia smiled and said: "Then I won't be polite. I'll take them back first, and you can send the remaining slaves later."

  "Obeying your orders, miss," said Harman Schreiber.

  Ye Feng and Nia led the six people they had bought back to their carriage, which was parked outside the human circle. Oola was already pacing back and forth anxiously on the spot.

  Nia saw it and smiled: "Let's go back, we've waited long enough."

  Oola smiled at Nia and said, "Sister, wait a minute." Then he pulled Ye Feng out a few steps and whispered to him, "Do you have any money on you? Lend me a few gold coins first."

  "Leaf Wind pouted and said: 'I won't lend it to you, go ask your sister instead. You still haven't returned what I lent you last time.'"

  Oola stamped her foot impatiently, saying: "I'm not penniless, I just didn't bring enough. Who would have thought a slave would cost over ten gold coins? If my sister knew, she'd go crazy! Please, please, I'll pay you back as soon as I return. That slave is really an interesting person. I'm afraid if I don't act now, someone else will buy him tonight."

  Ye Feng said in his heart "Your sister has already gone mad, 500 gold coins each, and she bought six of them at once. Compared to her, this is just a small rain."

  "Where is that person?" Ye Feng saw his anxious appearance and became interested in the slave, asking: "I also want to take a look."

  Euler pulled Yefeng along and said, "You will definitely be interested."

  Niya watched them huddle together, chewing their tongues for a long time, and then without even saying goodbye, they went back into the crowd, asking loudly: "Where are you going?"

  Ouyang said without turning his head: "I'm not going anywhere, I'll be back soon."

  Ou La led Ye Feng through the crowd for seven or eight turns until they arrived in front of a wooden cage. Ou La pointed at the cage and said, "It's him."

  No need for Euler to say it, Ye Feng also discovered this person, because he was particularly special among these slaves.

  There were five or six people locked in the wooden cage, while the other slaves stood there stupidly, expressionless. Only that man sat on the ground with his legs crossed, looking at the crowd walking back and forth with great interest, as if he was not a slave to be sold, but a buyer of slaves.

  Ye Feng walked up to him, took a closer look and found that he was an Egyptian man in his forties with black hair, wheat-colored skin, medium build, a lean face, looking somewhat frail, carrying a scholarly air.

  The merchant on the side gestured and asked, "Does he understand our language? I mean Norman."

  Before the merchant could speak, the man said: "I understand Norman. In addition to this, I also know Aberdeen, Egyptian and seven other languages."

  Ye Feng was shocked and turned his head to look at Oola, then asked: "What exactly do you do? I don't think your refined and weak appearance is like that of a traveling merchant who travels all over the place."

  The man did not rise, but with an air of superiority he bowed slightly and said: "I am Atoum-Hadot, Chief Advisor to the Imperial Library of Alexandria in Egypt."

  Ye Feng listened and didn't mind the dirty floor, squatting in front of him, chatting with him through the cage: "Chief Advisor, where we come from, you're a famous beast. I remember that at your level, usually cars, houses, tickets, horses are all very big. I don't know how you ended up like this?"

  A merchant nearby chimed in, "This old thing is completely out of his mind and has no idea what's good for him. He actually dared to curse our Egyptian Prime Minister in broad daylight on Cairo's Grand Square. If he wasn't killed on the spot, that's already a stroke of luck."

  Yefeng asked with interest: "What did he scold your prime minister for?"

  The merchant spat on the ground and said, "He actually scolded our Prime Minister as a pig that has lost its hair and is also the stupidest of pigs. Committing such a great sin, being sold into slavery is indeed getting off easy."

  Ye Feng nodded solemnly and echoed: "Yes, leaking such a major state secret is indeed unforgivable."

  That man suddenly stunned, then burst out laughing, and it wasn't until half a day later that he stopped laughing. He wiped away the tears of laughter from his eyes and looked at Ye Feng, saying: "You're not bad."

  Ye Feng stroked his chin, blinked and smiled: "I'm fine, of course. I just don't know if you're okay or not?"

  "That person thought for a moment and said, 'In addition to linguistics, I also understand philosophy, mathematics, astronomy, herbal medicine, and medicine. At the same time, I also know a little about alchemy. How's that?'"

  Ye Feng thought for a moment and said, "Hmm, it's not bad."

  He beckoned over one of the human traffickers and asked, pointing at the man, "How much for this old guy?"

  The merchant was overjoyed and said: "Sir, are you saying that you want to buy him? He only wants..."

  The merchant recalled the scene of Ye Feng chatting with that person, and a cunning glint flashed in his eyes. He hesitated for a moment before saying, "As long as it's fifteen gold coins."

  Oola tugged at Yefeng's sleeve and whispered: "Yefeng, Yefeng. This person is very interesting, and it only costs fifteen gold coins."

  Ye Feng thought for a moment, 15 gold coins were nothing compared to Nia's generous offer just now, and she shouldn't object. So he nodded, but seeing the merchant's sly and greedy appearance, he suddenly wanted to haggle over the price.