good luck space magician

Seeing his employer's earnest questioning attitude, Raymond's black eyes drooped slightly, his right hand shook slightly twice, and when he was struggling, he thought of the back of the rejection last night, and he stretched out his right hand resolutely and held it. The boy's wrist, under the doubtful expression of the other party, calmly explained, "There are many people, it's safe." Then he walked in front of Walker for the first time, and pulled him to the front seat where there were not many people.

Although Walker, who has lived in the Central Plains for 13 years, is not used to physical contact with people, he did not struggle much.Firstly, it’s crowded and chaotic here, and it’s inconvenient to find if you get lost; secondly, brothers who have a good relationship with each other from ancient times often hang shoulders together. He has a somewhat cordial feeling for Raymond, and there are still five years to get along with him from time to time. , under such a relationship, it doesn't matter.

On the contrary, Raymond, who was walking in front, tightened his big hands when he noticed Walker's obedience. There was a slight upward arc at the corners of his lips, but he recovered quickly.

"You two, what do you need?" As soon as he walked to the empty stage, the slave owner immediately ran over, rubbed his hands and smiled flatteringly.

Walker walked out from behind Raymond, and only then did he see clearly the unoccupied table.A few women and children were kneeling on a low booth with their heads down. The only naked man was lying on the platform covered in blood, with a pool of scarlet blood pouring out from under his body. It looked like he had just been whipped. of.

Most people buy slaves as coolies or guards. They like to be strong and have martial arts skills. Those captured by the enemy's defeated generals are good choices; there are also some beautiful women who are good-looking and beautiful. Playing around, but even ordinary people will not marry slaves; and there are not many people like Valk who want to buy a cook.Those slaves who are frail and lack martial skills have some real skills, such as clerical, cook, actuary and other clerical jobs, but normal people go to professional associations to hire those who have passed the examination and have clean identities, and foreign exchanges are also added. To save face, it is nothing to find a slave to go home; so most of these slaves are sold at a low price, and the slave owners don't like it.It’s just that for Walker, if you can work and save money, no matter what your status is, he is happy to buy it home.

It was only then that Walker understood what Raymond meant by choosing this restaurant—cooking, women are more good at cooking.It's just that Walker wants to find a male cook, after all, there are four men in the dormitory.After thinking about it, he shook the wrist held by Raymond, turned his head and said, "It's more convenient to find a man in the dormitory."

"Young master, it seems that you are not here to be a coolie. What do you plan to buy?" The slave owner was also clever, and immediately answered the call and asked, "Don't look at me, I know a lot of people here. Well, make sure to pick a suitable one for you."

Walker glanced at the slave owner, and instead of looking for it by himself, it would be better to ask him to recommend it, the most money is more. "Find a cook."

The slave owner immediately came to his senses when he heard Valk's words, "Cook? Ouch~ You are so lucky, take a look, look here. There is only one man left for me. Don't think he is tall and handsome. In fact, he is a little I don’t have any martial arts skills, so many batches from the world have been sold, and there is only such a money-losing product left. I have to give him food and drink every day but can’t sell it. But you are a coincidence, such a waste also happens to be a cook, I don’t believe you Ask a few people here, they are sold in the same place as him, it is very clear."

Oh... Lady Luck again?Walker raised his left eyebrow. Since he got on the boat, he hasn't encountered any special good luck. Even the "money dropped from the sky" fortune that appeared in the past three or two days has disappeared. He thought that his luck had finally run out, but he didn't expect Now it appeared again.

"Look, what do you want if you want it? Oh, this trash is sold cheaply, as long as you have a blue coin, what do you think?"

"A blue coin?" Walker struggled to signal Raymond to let go, stepped onto the stage and walked to the man's side, "I won't be able to sell it, but I'll make it like this for you again, and it's up to me whether I'm alive or not." I don’t know, you dare to ask for a blue coin? No wonder you can’t sell it, even if you buy it back to farm, who would spend three years’ income to buy one like this.” Walker sneered with a cheerful look, “You said he is Cook, he is not a cook."

"Young master, you see what you said, if he is not a cook, you return it to me, I am here every day." The slave owner shouted quickly, "This injury looks fierce, but it will recover soon .”

Walker approached the man lying motionless on the ground and looked at him, "One hundred red coins." He turned his eyes to the slave owner and said lightly, "I am a medical doctor, and his injury lasted for a month or two. It’s not going to heal, and it’s not an external injury, the internal injury is even worse, you can leave it here for a day or two, and he can throw it away. Not counting one or two lost work expenses, it’s a lot of money just to treat him. If it weren't for the fact that it's hard to find a cook, and I'm too lazy to run around, I wouldn't look down on such a young master."

The slave owner was startled by Walker's judgment.It was true that the fellows said that the male slave was a cook, but the male slave had never spoken to him since he was in his hands, never said anything to him, and there was not a single buyer who was interested in him.This male slave was the one who was beaten the most. He sold it but couldn't sell it. He didn't have the spare money to treat him, and he was still worrying about how to deal with it.I didn't expect that a young master who wanted a cook happened to come today. Seeing his inexperienced appearance, he wanted to blackmail him, but I didn't expect to meet someone who was good at medical treatment.But the price was cut hard enough, "Young master, you see that your price is too low. After all, this is a male slave, you..."

"Raymond, change another family." Before the slave owner finished speaking, Walker turned around and left.

"Hey! Wait, young master, please wait." Seeing that Walker was about to leave, the slave owner hurriedly stopped in front, smiling flatteringly, "Add more, add more, young master, two hundred, two hundred I'll send it to you right away." It was impossible to sell it at first, and when Valk said that there was no more work to do, the slave owner immediately prepared to sell it, but he still wanted to make more money.

"One hundred and five."

"Hey... one hundred and fifty is one hundred and five." The slave owner sighed in pain, took a handful of red coins under Valker's impatient eyes, counted them carefully, and then put them in his pocket. "Young master, do you think this is for you to send or take away? The key to the shackles will be given to you first."

After receiving the key, Walker turned his head and said to Raymond who was standing behind him, "Take it back, let's go outside to find a car and go back directly." Raymond turned his head when he heard this, and just as he was about to reach out, he saw a piece of clothing falling from the sky to cover it. Sitting on the naked body of the male slave, he looked up at Valk's hand raised in mid-air, nodded and wrapped the male slave with his clothes, regardless of the wound, he directly threw it on his shoulder.

The comatose male slave twitched violently, and Valk curled his lips in his eyes. He was so rude. I think he was much gentler when he rescued Raymond from the backyard...although it was procrastinating. "Take it easy, don't kill me." Although 150 red coins were pitifully small to him, he didn't want the money to just go to waste.

Just as he turned around and was about to step forward, Valcke's wrist was once again held by a big hand that appeared from behind. He turned his head and asked, only to see Raymond, who was defined by Valcke as "overly protective" and looking down at him, spitting out hoarsely: A few words, "There are too many people, don't get lost." Walker looked back, the crowd in the current slave trading market is indeed much more spectacular than when they came, and considering that Raymond still needs to pay attention to his shoulders. After getting on the heavy male slave, he struggled hard and grabbed the back of Raymond's hand when Raymond's hand was frozen in the air, "I'll lead the way."

Walking along the sparsely populated area, Walker, who was concentrating on watching the road and avoiding the crowds, didn't notice that Raymond behind him had been staring at the intersecting hands of the two, and the light of joy appeared in his eyes.

As soon as Walker left the trading market, he quickly found a carriage and returned to the dormitory area. He quickly walked back to the dormitory building, without noticing that the master and servant in the living room rushed back to his room with Raymond.Packed up Raymond's floor and put it aside, asked Raymond to put down the male slave first, ran into the bathroom to get out the water basin, and took out the medical equipment in the pocket of that space, and then knelt and sat on the ground Beside the male slave.

"Raymond, I'll just deal with it for him." The clothes that were directly used to cover the male slave just now have been glued to the wound due to blood stains. Walker carefully peeled off the clothes while explaining to Raymond, "He It’s really weak now, but it’s actually not that bad.” Walker was actually fooling the slave owner just now, “This person’s body is very good, but he hasn’t eaten for a while, and he was beaten so badly that he fell into a coma. It looks like Those who are half-dead don’t actually have any internal injuries, that’s nonsense.” After speaking, he raised his head and gave Raymond a smug smile, “I’m not happy to see that slave owner.”

That's right, just like the profiteer who led the way for Valk, the person who doesn't like Valk's eyes will of course do something bad if he has the opportunity; he gave the profiteer a laxative, and as for the slave owner, exploiting his money is the fun.What's more, through the muscles, bone shape and pulse, Valk can be sure that this male slave is not a weak person who does not know martial arts, but also has been trained.

Hey, for 150 red coins, buying a slave who knows martial arts and cooking skills is definitely a profit.I don't know when the good luck accompanying him will end.