Chapter 70

Ling Qingyu sat alone in front of the window, watching the lively scene on the deck, and his heart began to sour. For the blood left over from ancient Egypt, Princess fatme, who may not exist for long, and the men who lowered their arrogant heads for her.

Across the wall, in the captain's room, ram is discussing with Yan Qi.

"He didn't take it out. I saw it clearly and left like this." Ramsay.

"That's possible. Didn't you say there's that thing in front of him? I think he's very stable in carrying the sedan chair. He can't see it at all." Yan Qi Dao.

"The third master testified, and the Third Master said."

Yan San nodded, so ram said triumphantly, "look, I said, that guy is really good!"

"Your master has a box from his highness Royal Highness Princess." Yan San said coolly.

Ram suddenly felt his ass cool. He glanced at the closed door and muttered, "no, my master doesn't have this hobby?"

"Ah! No matter! I want to use food as a driving force!" There was a loud cry inside. With a bang, the door was pushed open, and Ling Qingyu angrily went to the deck.

"Your Highness Royal Highness Princess has just taught her a lot in it. Why don't you try it?" Yan San patted ram on the shoulder and followed.

"Take care!" Yang Zhao also patted him on the shoulder and hurried to follow.

"If you are injured, you can go to doctor Shi for medicine." Yan Qi patted him with a smile and jumped out of the chair.

It can't be true? I've only been employed for three years!!!

The transaction on the second day was very smooth. The small boats between the Aeolus and the wharf were flowing constantly. The only impact was the dozens of warships that sailed from Aden at noon. After those warships passed, the loading and unloading were carried out in an orderly manner.

On the fourth day, all the goods were loaded, the supplies were good, and the people who wanted to visit were also good. At noon, the Aeolus set sail and left aizabu.

Along the coast of Africa, there are some emerging small port cities, which were established by some Arabs who lost the war.

Fengshen has purchased a large number of spices in these ports all the way, and also sold some goods. These ports are not so much cities as villages. There are also many local people selling goods. Ling Qingyu let go and asked Zhu Weili to take a few teenagers and Ding Dong to go ashore to buy them together. Sometimes he was really surprised and happy.

Because the volume of each port was not large, and Ling Qingyu was not in a hurry, the Aeolus swayed along the coast of Africa.

"I said sume," RAM pulled a hammock between the two masts and lay comfortably in it. He said to the blonde boy who was cutting stakes with a wooden knife nearby, "take a rest, too. I think you have been cutting for an hour."

Su Mu ignored him and continued to cut the stake in the same way. When he woke up, he knew that he had been given to his new master by Princess fatem. The new master was a big Zhou woman. Although he was far less beautiful than Lord Klim, he felt very similar to Lord Klim. The new master was so good to him that he couldn't believe it. Not long after he woke up, the new master came to see him and gave him the name of Sumu. Sumu means loyalty in Egyptian, which is not a name that ordinary people can use. He also specially found a doctor to treat him with the best medicine, have a full meal, his own bed, and his own clothes, which he didn't dare to think of before, The master now has people to serve close to him, so the only thing he can do now is to practice the knife skills taught by Lord Sumu to him. In the future, he can also become a waiter around the master like Lord Sumu serving Princess fatem.

Seeing that he didn't answer, RAM turned to the night people who were cutting stakes together and said, "little guys, it's always so hard, but they don't grow tall."

Sixteen nights looked at him with disdain, continued to chop stakes, and joked that this new loyalty, the first time he saw the leader, directly climbed to the ground and kissed the leader's feet, and then had to take the name of the leader. Although their name was also taken by the leader, this was not the same. Well, look at their names, and then look at this one, and this one was slightly better, so he played with his life to practice knives. They should not work harder, There is still room beside the head.

Alas, RAM sighed lonely. On this ship, I knew that there was such a good master and such a superior life in this world. No wonder these boys, knowing how Sumu's slave did and what life he lived, all looked like they were in danger.

"What are you doing?" When Sanjay came up from the cabin below, he saw ram looking at the sky gloomily and asked.

"I was thinking, why don't I sell my life to my master?" Ram shook the shaker and said.

"Do you want to live and eat for nothing and take money for nothing, and you want your master to support you all your life?" Sanjay said impolitely. The eight of them are indeed first-class warriors in Nanpi country, but compared with those two Yan, they are nothing. They can't even compete with that gun, and Sanjay feels very depressed.

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"Don't say that. There's always a time when we're needed." Ram shook his bed again and said, "I didn't want to work for those people before. It's not worth it. We Aryans are a wandering tribe. We can only live by working for others. If we sign a contract, our life will not be ours, but once the master dies, there's nothing wrong. Sanjay, the master, I will never let her die in front of me."

Sanjay glanced at him and didn't speak anymore. Ling Qingyu regarded them as one person. Every time he arrived at a port, he would give pocket money to each crew member and let them make their own decisions. Along the way, they had made a small profit by relying on their language talent. If they had capital to trade, the money they got could completely feed their people, and their children didn't have to be mercenaries.

After shaking for a few times, RAM jumped out of bed and wandered to the side of the boat. Ling Qingyu sat in the bow of the boat and took a fishing rod to fish. Yan San and Yan Qi watched from the side of the boat.

"Her fishing rod has been hooked several times, but she hasn't seen it pulled up." Yan Qi shook his head and said, "I'm still in a bad mood today."

Yan San didn't speak. Since she left aizabu, Ling Qingyu's mood has been low and she often stays in a daze. She even handed over her favorite bargaining goods in the past to others, and she didn't talk to Yang Zhao.

"Is the master really in love with Princess fatem?" Ram just strolled over, said, and then attracted two hot eyes, oh no, three, because Yang Zhao also happened to pass by.

"As a man who loves her, we should like everything she likes," RAM touched his nose and said, "why don't we go back and catch Princess fatem?"

Seeing that the three people looked at him with strange eyes, RAM looked at himself and said, "ah, I know. If you don't like princess fatem, it must be that man!"

"Ow!"

Ling Qingyu was awakened by a scream. Seeing the fishhook in his hand, the stuffing was bitten away. Then he looked back and saw that on the deck behind him, RAM had been beaten into a pig's head and moaned on the ground.

"RAM?" Ling Qingyu jumped off the bow, walked to him, looked at the three people next to him as if nothing had happened, and decided to ignore it and walk away from him.

"Master!" Rahm half climbed up from the ground and said, "if you really can't forget that sum, Rahm is willing."

"What would you like?" Ling Qingyu turned back curiously.

"If you are willing to be the object of your experiment, you can use everything you want to use on Su mu on me, RAM." Rahm's expression was very solemn and stirring. God, that box of things ran out. I don't know if there is still life!

Ling Qingyu is still thinking, what do I want to use on Su mu? Ram over there has been dragged by three people and continues to be beaten.

Ah! oh Ling Qingyu remembered that Su Mu was not a blonde teenager Su mu, but fatem's su mu, shit! Ling Qingyu angrily prepared to step on a few feet, and suddenly saw Yan sanyanqi and Yang Zhao's expression, pointing to them with shaking hands, and said, "you, don't you also think...?"

The three people looked different, but they didn't deny it. As the head of the family, you mused and sighed at the box every night, saying no, it really can't be believed.

Pure friendship is understood as this. Ling Qingyu finally understands why Yang Zhao dodges and often blushes.

These days is indeed a little depressed. Although after coming to this world, because of this young body and a new world, the experienced heart has also become young and impulsive, Princess fatem has made some changes in her heart. Such a beautiful woman, who should have been the beauty of heaven, has everything, but her loneliness makes her feel the same. What else can be left after passion? Even if her heart, which has lived for nearly 40 years, is no longer moved by her feelings, she doesn't feel sad for her. It's nothing else. Well, in fact, she just remembered the past and felt sad like a petty bourgeoisie.

But now

"Hum." Ling Qingyu stroked her hair, winked at the three people, and then crossed her fingers from Yan Sanyan and Yang Zhao's jaw in turn, saying, "then are you all willing to be my Sumu?"

"I will!" Rahm shouted, and was trampled back by three feet.

Seeing the look of the three people, Ling Qingyu laughed and said, "I really want to. Princess fatem gave me a big box."

Her eyes blinked, and she suddenly felt that the depression on her chest, which had been pressed for more than a month, seemed to be slowly disappearing. Yes, there are so many good friends around her, and everyone has their own way to go. Princess fatem, I wish you happiness.

And my journey is still long.

How can such a rare opportunity to start over be wasted!