Chapter 511 8.30 Heath Joins the Team (3)

Chapter 511 30 Heath joins the team (3)

Hash looked at the chestnut-haired young man in front of him, and then glanced at the exquisite purse he handed over.

The purse hit the table with a crisp sound, indicating that the purse was very heavy.

From the appearance, it was filled with at least 200 gold dinars engraved with the portrait of Mikhail III.

To be honest, the price offered by the club owner named "Heath Blanche" was not low.

Old Hash did not speak, nor did he take the purse. Instead, he closed his eyes.

He recalled the request made by Heath again, as well as all the details that happened after the two met. For nearly a minute, silent silence enveloped the two.

(Of course, some merchants will use various methods to try to blend into the caravan in order to find out the route through the Black Desert.)

(But no matter how much a peasant changes, he can never become a noble!)

(If what this ‘Heath Brancher’ said is true, taking him into the Black Desert will not give me an extra competitor. After all, compared with his existing industry, there is no need to enter the Black Desert!)

(I can also gain a friend by the way.)

(And the most important thing is that this man is obviously very familiar with the Styx priest! Taking him into the Black Desert, I don’t have to find a human trafficker to buy those poor women. The Byzantine scholars who want to go to Thebes, the city of the dead, just follow him)

But Hash is Hash after all.

He was able to trade in the Black Desert nearly a hundred times, and he survived successfully every time. His biggest reliance is that he is cautious enough.

He is greedy when he should be greedy.

When he shouldn’t be greedy, even if there is a mountain of gold in front of him, he knows when to stop.

There is only one flaw in Heath’s sudden appearance.

That is, his arrival was too perfect!

It was as if it was premeditated!

Most of the merchants in Memphis knew that "Mohammed Hash" did not like to trade with human traffickers. He just had this idea last night, and this morning, a "backup option" was delivered to his door on time.

Isn't this a bit too coincidental?

And the man in front of him was so perfect that it felt unreal.

He provided money and people.

He had his own business and would not become a competitor.

He could also perfectly connect himself to the Styx sacrifice of the Temple of Anubis.

How could there be such a good thing in the world?

Hash opened his eyes a narrow gap and glanced at Heath in front of him again.

He could see Heath's nervousness and pretending to be calm.

(He also has a mission to complete, so he is nervous. If he is a swindler, there should be an unconcealable ease in his eyes.)

(I don't seem to have much to worry about.)

If a businessman spends his whole life in caution, his upper limit will not be too high.

When he can be greedy, Hash will not hesitate.

If "fulfilling the wishes of the scholars" is the highest principle of this business trip, it is safest to bring the owner of this club in the team.

Although the women sold by human traffickers are good, there is no guarantee that the Styx priest will agree to his request.

But Heath is different.

He is here to complete a "ghost marriage".

If the Styx priest wants to cross the Yin and Yang, he must enter the city of the dead, Thebes. At that time, as long as the scholars pretend to be Heath's subordinates, it will not be difficult to complete this commission.

With the shrewdness of this brothel owner, he would not refuse such a good thing as currying favor with the Byzantine scholar.

Now, the biggest secret in Hash's team is that the more than 100 carts of goods do not belong to the Byzantine scholar at all, but he got them by "black eating black eating black" on the road.

The owner of the Crescent Trading Company, "Iliad", spit out key information that the woman waiting on the street in the city is a woman from the East Land.

This guy is neither "Eastern Land" nor "woman".

It should be clean.

Thinking again and again, Hash did not find any flaws in him. He smiled and accepted the commission, and shook hands with Hiss.

"Mr. Hiss, let's make friends!"

"You know the danger of the Black Desert. My subordinates will do their best to ensure your safety, but there will still be many accidents in the desert that may take your life at any time."

In the following period of time, Hash will first conduct a detailed popular science for Hiss, so that he will understand that no caravan can absolutely guarantee his safety.

In addition, of course, he had to secretly say that there were several Byzantine scholars in his caravan. If possible, he would try to let them enter the "City of the Dead" Thebes as his subordinates.

Heath naturally agreed with a smile. After just half an hour, the two had already talked happily, just like brothers who had not seen each other for many years.

Until the sun was high in the sky, close to noon, Heath turned his head and looked at the scorching sun outside the guest room.

"Ha, boss, it's almost noon, we are busy talking, are you still eating breakfast?"

"How about this, at noon today, brother, I will treat you, let's go to the "Golden Sands Hotel" where I am staying to have a meal. Although Arabic food is good, it is inevitable that you will feel bored if you eat it all the time."

"Since you have entered this desert with so much difficulty, it would be a pity not to try the recipes of the free people. I heard that their snake soup and roasted peppers are very flavorful."

"They will mince the meat of the fat gerbils, then marinate it with a lot of desert spices and stuff it into the peppers. It is said that only the pharaohs could enjoy this kind of food hundreds of years ago."

Old Hash readily agreed, and the two walked out of the hotel arm in arm.

Before leaving, Hash certainly did not forget to throw it to the captain of the stable, Bulgai. This is the rule of the road. If you get benefits, you should never forget to give a share to the introducer.

Just after walking out of the door of the Shahu Hotel and before getting on the carriage, 12 Tang soldiers suddenly ran on the street outside the hotel.

"Retreat, retreat!"

"Mortals get out of the way!"

Although the Tang Dynasty in the East is no longer what it used to be, the image of a powerful sword cultivator that has been maintained for a hundred years is still standing. All pedestrians, even free people living in the desert, still subconsciously choose to avoid the Tang people's carriages when they see them.

Soldiers wearing full sets of fish-scale armor holding long spears stood on both sides of the road. When all the pedestrians on the street were cleared, a luxurious plow pulled by 8 pure white horses slowly drove over.

This car is much more luxurious than the one "captured" by Old Hash. The whole body of the car is made of hard cedar wood. There are 4 large flags on the front, back, left and right, and a huge "Li" character is written in the center of each flag.

"The king's envoy!"

"This is the king's envoy of the Tang Dynasty Li family!"

Amid the whispers of the onlookers, the door of the carriage opened, and a Donglu woman wearing a wide-brimmed sand-proof hat walked out of the carriage with the help of the housekeeper.

Heath Blanche hurriedly stepped aside and lowered his head to avoid it. Old Hash almost hid his body behind the stone pier at the door.

It is true that some big figures come to Memphis from time to time, but he has never seen such an exaggerated Donglu official.

He had a hunch that the woman hidden under the veil might be the Concubine Xue mentioned in "The Iliad"!