Chapter 11. The young Pasha of a hundred years ago(2/2)
"Last night late last night, thank you for your help. I haven't asked you how to call me..."
"Mr. Four, just call me Mr. Four."
Talat cleared his throat: "Okay, Mr. Fourth, your reward is ready. Please come with me."
The two people walked to a carriage one after another. Talat dug out a wooden box and took out a bag of coins from it and placed it in front of Zhou Jinru.
"Here are twenty Sargon gold coins in circulation, which have extremely strong purchasing power on the black market in any wilderness settlement."
Zhou Jinru weighed it in his hand. It felt a little heavy. Before he could speak, the young pasha took out another gold coin and threw it over.
"This is an ancient coin from the Sargon Empire. It's given to you. It can be sold for about eighty to one hundred gold coins in circulation. It can also be kept for collection. It is a token. You can bring it to me and I can help you.
You realize a wish within your power."
desire?
Zhou Jinru said in a hoarse voice: "I'm not interested in wishes."
The money was collected, and the verbal agreement between them ended.
But the young pasha continued: "Mr. Fourth doesn't look like a Sargonian, and he doesn't understand the local environment?"
The man's chuckle came from under the mask: "You want to recruit me?"
"It's not about recruiting,"
Talat jumped off the carriage, put his hands behind his back, took two steps, and turned his back to the rising sun: "Mr. Fourth, you see, I still have some status in Sargon, at least on the surface, they
You must be respectful. If you need a guide, I should be able to do it. Likewise...
It must be unsafe along the way. There are so many of us and it is safe to walk together, so we have a mutually supportive relationship, and I have a lot of money."
It's good that he is a pasha, but a dead pasha has no dignity. Only alive can he have a future.
Late last night, this man defeated six enemies with extraordinary skill in one move, showing great strength.
If another force had sent him to kill him, he would have died long ago.
Talaat was not sure whether this fourth gentleman was an outsider, but he was certain that he was by no means a cruel person.
Such a God-given opportunity, if you don’t hurry up and get it by your side, what are you waiting for?
However, the young pasha's words were automatically filtered into Zhou Jinru's ears into two words: solicitation.
There is only one purpose for saying so much, I hope that I can stay, and I will definitely try my best to recruit them on the way.
Talaat has tried his best to control his thoughts, and the conditions he offered are tempting enough, and he has taken the initiative to put both parties in the same position. From the perspective of the lord, he is qualified.
What Zhou Jinru needs now is cultivation, and then extracting energy from the source stone to restore the defender's energy. He doesn't want to be trapped a hundred years ago.
The young Pasha is a good supporter. Even though this sapling is not strong enough, it is better than nothing, right?
Putting the money bag away, Zhou Jinru was silent for two seconds and said calmly: "Okay, I will go with your convoy for the time being. I am not a person who likes to eat idle food. I am a surgeon by profession and have done some research on Originium Disease.
You can come to me if you have any questions.”
Talaat was overjoyed. He was still worried that he was too obvious, but he didn't expect Mr. Fourth to agree immediately. He was also a doctor and a surgeon specializing in the field of Originium Disease.
This solves an urgent need.
Doctors are very important everywhere!
In the afternoon of the same day, Talaat set off again with his eight hundred people. The local royal chief did not come to see him off, nor did he send any escort team.
Their destination is only one, a deserted oasis on the map.
It stands to reason that wherever there is an oasis, there is water and life, and it is only right that desert people flock to it.
But this oasis has no ruler.
Chapter completed!