Chapter Fifty-Four: The Scientist Who Was Worth a Big Cabbage

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  He suddenly wanted to talk about the price seriously.

  Ye Feng thought for a moment and looked at the old man again, then loudly said to the merchant: "Are you crazy? You actually want fifteen gold coins for this old guy?"

  The merchant blinked and ventured: "Those ten... twelve gold coins?"

  Yefeng turned his head and asked Atoum, "I heard that you were demoted to a slave because you scolded the Prime Minister in the middle of the day on the square?"

  Atom nodded.

  Ye Feng asked the merchant again: "When do you usually scold the Prime Minister?"

  The merchant said with disdain, "We're not fools, of course we scold... at night when no one is around." He suddenly came to his senses and hastily changed his words, "No, no, no. We have always admired the wise and unparalleled Prime Minister, his kindness shines on us like the sun..."

  "Alright, alright. This isn't Egypt. No need to scare you like that." Ye Feng waved his hand to interrupt the nauseating eulogy and said disdainfully: "Do you think a brain-damaged old fool would be worth twelve gold coins?"

  The merchant smiled wryly and said, "So how much do you think he's worth?"

  Ye Feng took out five or six silver coins from his sleeve and threw them over, saying: "I'm just putting out this much, don't you look at what kind of goods you're selling? You dare to ask for fifteen gold coins with one mouth."

  The merchant looked at the few coins in his hand and said reluctantly: "Sir, you're offering too little, aren't you?"

  Ye Feng pointed at Atom's white hair and sneered, "Less? You don't even look at how old this old guy is, he could kick the bucket anytime, making all your investment go down the drain. Not to mention the travel expenses from Egypt to Xinya are so high."

  "Right, with such a long journey, you actually brought him along. You could have sold him long ago. I couldn't bear to see you lose everything, so I'm showing mercy."

  He pointed to Oola, who was staring at him with wide eyes beside him, and said, "Besides, buying him back is just like coaxing a child. If you don't want to sell, I'm not going to buy him anyway!"

  As he spoke, Ye Feng reached out to take the money from the merchant's hand, and the merchant hastily stuffed it into his own pocket. Atom was indeed a burden for him, and it was an unavoidable political task. If it weren't for the Prime Minister's hint that he wanted to get rid of him, he would have thrown this old guy who couldn't bear the weight or lift his hands into the sea of Dian to feed the fish long ago.

  He was afraid that Ye Feng would change his mind, so he hastily ordered someone to open the cage and bring Atom before Ye Feng, bowing humbly and saying: "Sir, he's yours."

  If that merchant had known he would later become one of the four most foolish merchants in history, he absolutely wouldn't have sold Atom. Because the president of the Imperial Royal Academy is absolutely not worth just six silver coins.

  Meanwhile, the great emperor, with his wise and discerning eye for talent, acquired this heavyweight figure for the price of a single head of Chinese cabbage, once again demonstrating his brilliant military prowess, cultural achievements, and grand benevolence... (the remaining 5,400 words are omitted)

  Atom walked out of the dark cage, suddenly saw the dazzling sun, and was a little unaccustomed to it. He covered his eyes with his hands, squinting at the clear sky in a daze.

  Ye Feng patted his shoulder and said, "Don't look anymore, let's go. You'll have plenty of time to look later. And from now on, as long as you're happy, you can stand in the square at any time and loudly scold the prime minister. Whether it's Egypt or Normandy."

  Two people brought Atom back to the carriage, Nia had been waiting impatiently. Seeing that they brought a slave back, she was somewhat dissatisfied, and while forcefully patting the dust off Oula's body, she scolded him nonstop, saying: "I've already bought enough, why did you bring another one back? And he's so old, what can he do? Honestly, don't you know how to consider others?"

  Oola coughed violently from the dust kicked up, but upon hearing Nia's words, she didn't mind at all and laughed: "Sister, don't be angry, this guy is really interesting. And it only cost six silver coins."

  Nina exclaimed in surprise: "Six silver coins?"

  Euler proudly puffed out his chest and briefly recounted what had happened, saying: "How's that, impressive?"

  Niya listened to the story and looked at Ye Feng, muttering: "Maybe I should let you talk about the price. No, wait, what did you say his identity was?"

  Euler scratched his head and said: "Hmm... seems like some librarian."

  Atom bowed his head, placing a hand on his chest, and said: "Noble lady. I, Atom-Hadou, was once the chief consultant of the Royal Library of Alexandria."

  "Ah?" Nia was stunned for a moment, hastily took two steps forward, and then stretched out her hand to support him, saying: "No need to be polite, Doctor, why would an outstanding scholar fall into such a state?"

  Atom smiled and said calmly: "In Mr. Ye's words, it's leaking state secrets."

  Because there were seven more people, Nia rented another carriage to take them back. The seven people who cost 3,000 gold coins and six silver coins squeezed into one carriage.

  On That Horse-Drawn Carriage:

  Yomul nodded at Atom and said "Hello, respected scholar."

  "Hello, who are you?"

  Yomur said: "Yomur, once a blacksmith, now a slave."

  "Are you from Damascus?"

  "Yes," Yumukai replied.

  Atom excitedly said: "That's great, I've also studied alchemy for a long time and have many questions to ask an expert."

  From the moment she got on the car, Nia kept muttering: "Made a profit, made a profit."

  Ye Feng glanced at Oola and smiled: "That's what I said, can't be too harsh on kids."

  Nia nodded and said, "Yes, Oola did a good job this time, picking out the gold from the rubble at a glance."

  Ora immediately came up and said with a straight face to Nia: "Then I want an increase in pocket money."

  Niya's face changed, and she coldly laughed twice before saying decisively: "No way, don't think I don't know about the good deed you two did earlier. How much hongbao money did you receive? Hand it all over to me when you get back."

  "Ah", Oola was immediately stunned, and suddenly fell back into her chair.

  A group of people returned to the duke's mansion, and Nia called the butler to arrange accommodations for these seven people. The slaves in the duke's mansion all lived in the outermost houses, where the conditions were a bit simple.

  These seven people, although they were slaves, were all incredibly skilled and knowledgeable individuals who could not be mixed with that group of lower people.

  Nia specially allocated a courtyard for them, with a beautiful two-story building. Also assigned servants and maids for these people, that bastard Atoum even asked to exclude those who are not good-looking.

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