Chapter 87 Do you want a wife or not?
The overseer was a sturdy Dothraki, holding a long whip with five thin strips tangled together, and a harpy in chains tattooed on his muscular chest.
The centaur overseer was proud, his whip crackling, and he shouted loudly, "Hurry up, you lowly slaves!"
"Hey, centaur, a centaur with a harpy on his chest." Dany, half of her body exposed outside the car door, waved to the overseer and said, "Where are the slaves you are escorting from?"
"Of course from the Great Grass Sea," the centaur overseer answered loudly, "Women, they are transported from Meereen, all of them are people who defeated Khaleesi."
"Called Khaleesi!" Jhogo pointed at him and shouted.
"It's inexplicable, and I'm not one of her Khaleesi people." The centaur overseer muttered.
Dany waved to her bloodriders, telling him not to care about such a small matter, and continued to ask the overseer, "What to do with these slaves?"
"They can't become Unsullied, and they have to be sent to the docks and sold to slave traders." As if sensing a business opportunity, the male Ghis finally stopped flirting with his female companion, rode a few steps forward on his donkey, and said with a smile, "Khaleesi, are you interested in these slaves? Let me tell you, we are not those middlemen, and the price is so low that we're almost giving them away for free."
"I bought a batch of centaur slaves in Qarth. It is said that they were shipped there from Aposta. 20 centaurs cost me 40 silver coins, which is too expensive." Dany shook her head repeatedly.
"Hey, that's the middleman, selling from Aposta to Qarth, Volantis and other city-states. After a trip by sea, the price has more than doubled." The slave owner pointed at his slaves and said loudly: "Three for one silver coin, pick whatever you want, and if you buy more, I can give you a discount."
Dany looked sideways, about 300 slaves, "How much discount will I get if I buy them all?"
"Buy all?" The man looked at her suspiciously.
"My LS is too small, and I need to replenish the population." She explained.
"Oh, yes, you are a Khaleesi," the man suddenly realized, his eyes sparkling and suggested: "Why don't I introduce you to another batch of slaves, more than 800, all young and strong. I can give you a 20% discount."
"Are they all centaurs?" She asked in confusion.
"Hey, centaurs are brave and fearless, but they are not good at fighting, and they can't farm or do handicrafts. We don't need slave soldiers. They are almost useless except for breeding foals to become Unsullied." The young slave owner sighed.
"Why did you buy so many if they are useless?" Dany asked.
The Apostan looked at Jhogo, then at Jorah who was guarding Dany, and said carefully: "Since you are a Khaleesi, you should understand the character of the centaurs. The khals led tens of thousands of roaring warriors to the city and proposed to exchange gifts (centaurs slaves). Can we refuse?
Fortunately, the khals generally don't ask for high prices. A batch of daily necessities can be exchanged for a large number of slaves. Finally, we can make a small profit."
"Alas,"
Dany sighed, returned to the carriage, and said to Jhogo through the window: "Tell him the location of the dock where our ship is docked. Buy 300 first, and buy the remaining 800 when you leave."
"Hey, it's cheaper now." The Apostan shouted hurriedly.
"I have no place to put it after buying it! You can keep it for me first. It won't take more than three days at most. It won't eat too much of your food."
"Okay."
The carriage was faster than the slaves. Dany continued to move forward. The slave team changed direction and followed the caravan.
Along the way, they walked through the long red brick street and returned to the dock area, but still didn't see many pedestrians.
In fact, there were only a dozen ships parked sparsely on the long red brick pier.
As soon as she got off the ox cart, Dany smelled a strong aroma of meat. She looked sideways and saw the strong man Belvos sitting on the red brick road, his legs hanging in the sea. There was a small casserole beside him, and the aroma drifted from the pot.
Noticing her gaze, Belvos grabbed a piece of brown meat dripping with soup from the pot and shouted, "Little Queen, do you want to eat it?"
"What kind of meat?" She walked over and asked curiously.
"Dog meat." Belvos seemed very happy to see Dany coming over. He introduced with a smile: "The Apostas are experts in eating dog meat. They roast dog meat, dog meat jelly, dog fetus, and meat cooked in broth. Wow, Belvos has traveled all over Essos, and the dog meat here tastes the best."
Dany also imitated him, sitting on the ground, soaking her feet in the sea, and picked up a piece of hot dog meat from the pot with her right hand and bit it into a big mouthful.
"Wow, delicious, really delicious!" She shouted to Jhiqui who was looking at the side of the ship in a slurred voice: "How can we have meat without wine, Jhiqui, bring those two bottles of red wine from the Arbor."
"Hahaha, you are right, there should be wine and meat." The tall eunuch was even happier.
"Your Highness." Whitebeard frowned and hesitantly advised: "You are the Queen of the Seven Kingdoms, how can you do this?"
"Don't say Her Majesty, even if the Seven Gods come to the world, you have to eat at mealtime, otherwise Saint Baelor would not starve to death." Dany ate meat and talked at the same time, and the rich juice from the corners of her mouth slid onto her cheongsam.
"You" Whitebeard was even more shocked, "Saint Baelor is your ancestor!"
"Then did he starve to death?" She asked casually.
"Yes" Whitebeard said with difficulty.
"I'm not wrong!"
Jhiqui trotted down with two bottles of wine, and Dany bit off the cork with a "pop". This indecent action made Whitebeard's eyes jump again.
Handing a bottle of wine without a cork to the fat eunuch, she blew into the bottle and sighed, "I dare say this tastes ten times better than sitting on the Iron Throne."
"Hahaha!" The fat eunuch laughed so hard that he slapped his thigh. "I tell you, from now on, Belwas likes you and thinks you are a queen."
"Alas, I just found out today that you are quite accomplished in eating. Before, I thought you were just like a pig, who could stuff anything into your stomach!" Dany teased.
"Hahaha"
"Princess, you won't forget what Kraznys said, right?" Jorah said from the side.
"What did you say?" She complained while gnawing on the bone, "There are peppers but no chili peppers, after all, it's a little bit worse."
"What chili peppers, you mean dragon peppers, right?" Belwas asked.
"No, fire dragon pepper is pepper, which is different from chili peppers, the kind that makes your mouth burn." Dany gestured a few times, and finally waved her hand and sighed: "When the dragon grows up, I must ride him and find the peppers."
"Cough cough cough" Jorah coughed several times to remind her: he was talking to you!
"I'm listening, go on." She said.
"Every Unsullied must kill the dog he has raised for a year, but many Unsullied cannot complete this assessment."
Dany, who was gnawing on a bone as thick as her arm with her mouth wide open, froze.
Jorah seemed not to see it, and continued: "Then the slave owner will kill the little Unsullied and use his flesh and bones to feed his puppy. Maybe this is how many dogs in Aposta-"
"Stop!" Dany raised the bottle to interrupt him, spit out the bone and asked Belwas: "With your many years of experience eating dog meat, you can definitely tell that this is an old dog, right?"
Without waiting for Belwas to answer, Dany put down the bottle, supported herself on the ground with both hands, and said to Jorah: "This is an old dog raised by an ordinary family. Well, Belwas, you continue, I'm full, I'm going upstairs to take a nap."
After that, she walked towards the spiral staircase calmly, but her steps were a little staggering.
Seems drunk?
In the afternoon, more than 300 thraki slaves were sent to the ship. Because they had found a buyer, they no longer had to be naked for the buyer to check.
At this time, they were not only wearing a tattered linen robe, but also wearing a bronze slave collar.
Dany did not enlist the men into the battle cattle record, but called Avanti to arrange some odd jobs for them.
"Now they can't be considered centaurs, they are almost useless. Let them recall the glorious days of the centaurs first, and then make arrangements." She told the old man.
At this point, she caught a glimpse of several older women in the slave team, so she asked the old man: "Avanti, do you want a wife? If you nod, I will introduce you to a companion."
Avanti hesitated and said: "Khaleesi, it is not popular for the centaurs to get married. The weak cannot guarantee that their wives will not be invaded by the strong."
"So you have that intention?" Dany saw that there was a play, so she patted his shoulder and encouraged: "Avanti, your status is different now. You lead a Niulu. Isn't that enough for you to be so proud? My blood guards also have one Niulu."
"The centaurs advocate the use of force. There is no point in being the leader of a Niulu, right?"
"Huh, meaningless. How can you be qualified to stand here and talk to me? My Kalesi, I am the boss. Force is important, but loyalty to me and the achievements of Kalesi are more important."
Seeing that he was still hesitant, the centaurs nearby did not take it seriously. They were all the leaders of Kalesi's Niulu.
She pointed at a tall and strong centaur among the slaves and asked loudly, "That man will definitely be able to easily defeat the three Avanti. Now, because of his strong martial arts, I will deprive Avanti of his position as the leader of the Niulu and let him replace him. From now on, he will be on an equal footing with you Niulu leaders. Are you happy?"
"No!" Avanti cried and begged, "Isn't it enough for me to marry a wife? Khaleesi, I have walked all the way with you through the red wasteland and waded through thousands of miles of poisonous water. I am not happy if you do this!"
"Khaleesi, Avanti has been helping us raise horses, very..." Aggo stood up, frowned and scratched his head in distress, not knowing how to express his thoughts.
Dany waved her hand and said, "I just ask, are you happy?"
"I don't know why, I'm not happy." Aggo said sullenly.
"I'm not happy either." The remaining blood guards and centaur leaders said in unison.
"Pah!" Dany clapped her hands and shouted, "That's right! Of course you will be unhappy, because no one is invincible. If you only judge status by force, then one day, you will all be replaced by newcomers.
They have made no contribution to the Kales. It is only because of our kindness that they can gain freedom and regain the dignity of the horsemen.
We are their benefactors!
How can they ride on our heads as soon as they join the Kales? This is not right."
The horsemen's faces were full of approval. Aggo felt that Khaleesi had said what he was thinking in his heart, but it was difficult to express it in a language system.
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