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Calabis walked in and said that he should have come early in the morning to greet you, but the business was busy and delayed, and the property I run has been paying your share on a regular basis.

"No, I'm tired of money, it's a burdenCicero is right, what is the use of these luxuries? I am now envious of Caesar, and even that Pompey, whose money is useful, and I, just spend it for the sake of spending. Oh Carabis, sit down, I forgot to entertain you. Lucuras handed him a napkin, and the cook came up with a plate of eight-treasure dormouse, and Lucuras ate one, and continued: "Would you still like to come and see me, the Romans will say, 'Look, that's Lucuras, and then he's rich, but he didn't entertain us for campaigns, or recruit us for expeditions, and we can forget about him—and that's true, Calabis, do you remember how many freedmen I followed me at the triumph?" ”

"Three hundred and seventy-seven." Calabis sat down and returned.

"You have a good memory," said Lucuras sadly, "and now there may not be even a tenth, and I and Prima of Marcus are now a man, and the freedmen who have sheltered have left to find new magnates. After saying that, he smiled wryly, "I can understand Demitrius now, what he did was just one step ahead of the others. By the way, Calabis, I heard that you became Caesar's Sequestre? ”

Calabis couldn't deny it, because he saw a compelling light in Lucuras' eyes and the tuna of that battlefield had awakened again, so he decided to tell the truth, "Yes, because I need the project he promised." ”

"Will you leave me too?" Luculas asked suddenly.

"No, it won't." When he asked this, Calabis had eaten a piece of dormouse meat, and to be honest, he didn't know how the Romans liked it, especially the dead lumps of salt and spice pulp, a strong taste that ran down his throat and straight to his head, causing his face to twist a little, and his mouth to grin, but in Lucuras's eyes, it was a look of great excitement and fidelity.

"Yes, yes, you now have nearly a million Seths, but you're still willing to come and greet me—you're not that kind of person." Luculas slowly shook his gray-haired head, and then continued to ask Calabis a startled question, "Are you willing to enter our family's cemetery after you die?" With Marcos, Kelly. ”

Hearing this, Calabis felt strange, after the death of several big men, the master, the mentally retarded second master, the personal shield slave, and me, were still lying next to each other intimately

Just as Calabis was thinking about this, Lucuras brought over a ring, which he took and looked at, and it was engraved with the words "Calabis. Marcus".

"This is"

"This is a symbol of your willingness to promise to continue to protect Marcos after my death." "I will not allow my brother to be harmed, even after I die," Luculas said. I'm sure Kelly told you about my physical condition, I'm afraid I won't survive the five consul terms."

"Weishenme doesn't choose Kelly?" Calabis asked quietly.

"Kelly, he is absolutely loyal, but his ability is not enough, and I am ready to release him as a freeman after my death." Luculas leaned back in his dining chair and said quietly, "Well, consider it, you are now a freeman, and your son will soon become a knight, as long as you become the adopted son of Marcus, and swear to do your best to support him, make him happy, and protect the family." I may also consider entrusting you with an inheritance no less than five thousand Tallents. But you have to fight to the death with wicked women like Claudia, including her brother, and she won't covet the inheritance. ”

After a moment of silence, the other party's reply was to gently push the ring back, "My patron, I promise to continue to protect Marcus after your death. But I have my own family, and I don't want to get them in trouble because of your huge fortune. ”

"Are you serious? You and Potty are not really married, she can have children for you, but in the future you will need a formal marriage, which will be good for the future of Paruma and the rest of your sons. Luculas also looked at Calabis calmly, and persuaded, "Think about it, because no one in the whole city of Rome wants to be the adopted son of Marcus, and my property has really become a burden." ”

"I will fulfill my vow, and now allow me to take my leave, and I have sent your manuscript to Kelly's study." Calabis stood up and said goodbye politely.

Luculas suddenly exclaimed, "My dear Calabis, I want you to abandon this strange thought now. You are capable, and you also have some possessions now. In fact, the only thing you are afraid of is that your ability cannot control my huge wealth, and you are afraid of getting involved in the whirlpool of war for this, but why bother? You are also Caesar's Sequestre now, which means that your feet have stepped into the sands of the Colosseum, and there is no possibility of turning back. Believe me - no one can stay out of Rome, and instead of guarding your share and having no ability to fight back, it is better to accept my big one, and defeat the enemies in front of you one after another. ”

At this time, the cook finally brought the spliced haode peacock tongue on a gold plate, and Calabis stood in front of the bronze door, bowed lightly to the patron, and then left.

But one day after the fair, Calabis sent to install a fireplace with an caryatidatid's column in the study of the Lord of Protection, which became one with his study, and caused the brothers Luculas and Marcus to be so busy with tongs and picks all day long that they almost abandoned their beloved fish-farming business. Proper tribute was also one of the offerings of the freemen to the Lord of Pirates, and the usual tributes were placed on the large display case in the courtyard of the Lord of Pius, but it was obviously impossible for the tributes of Calabis to be displayed on them.

Next, the villa Lucuras Plama was once again at the forefront of luxury consumption in the city of Rome, and quickly set off a wave of "fireplace wind" craze, Calabis quickly seized the opportunity, let Milou, Pope and others recruit the corresponding guild craftsmen, form a number of construction teams, and take the contract of the municipal department that Caesar operated for him, first at a fairly favorable price, to install a rooftop hot spring and a cheap fireplace for some of the knights' apartments.

Then the nobles and the other knights and freemen could not hold back, and the orders flew like snowflakes, and Calabis promptly scattered all the processions, and spread the men from the city of Rome all the way to Campegna, a speed that surprised even Crassus, and all kinds of fireplaces, which filled the various masonry buildings of the city of Rome, and even the commoners who walked in the public villas or gardens could enjoy this service.

This thing is too much for the appetite of the Romans, especially in the early spring, when the cold is still strong, many lovers and noblewomen have to wrap their proud bodies under thick clothes, so that their lovers are very unappetizing, and now with this guy, even if the cold wind is howling outside, as long as the blinds are pulled down and the flames rise, the bewitching woman can wear sexy pajamas as thin as cicada wings, and enjoy her lover wantonly.

And the knock-on effect was that the demand for iron for masonry and fireplaces increased dramatically, and the fleets of ships transporting these supplies on the Tiper had to load and unload their goods in front of the Valin Warehouse, paying the not so cheap warehouse fees.

Within three months, Calabis had helped all the veterans and artisans realize their dreams: Milou had a small cottage, Pope's wife had contracted an apartment building in a prime location on Jucora Street, and the dowry of Tagus' daughter was the envy of all his neighbors