"Loyal sergeant, I have a comprehensive and detailed understanding of the entire process of the next battle, thank you very much. But only my meals are arranged in my backyard kitchen, and even my two staff assistants and nephews are busy outside. I think your commanders need you too, right now. When little Cato saw that the sundial was pointing to noon, he prepared to eat the second and last meal of the day, but Sabo saw that the situation was not right, so he stubbornly returned to the spot.

When Cato saw his situation, he thought about it and thought that he had already expressed his intention of not keeping guests very clearly, what else was going on? He sat back in the circle chair and made a gesture to Sabo and Tagus to speak.

This time it was Tagus, a fierce warrior of native Spanish origin, who spoke as straight as his sword, "As for the proceeds of the spoils of war, Your Excellency I beg you to go to a foreign city and sell them for a discount. ”

When little Cato heard this, he laughed, it turned out that the seven thousand talents left by the Ptolemy of Cyprus were not all gold and silver coins, many of them were precious vessels, weapons, frescoes, precious stones, etc., this amount was calculated at the same value, and Li Bida was divided into half and the treasure was also separated after valuation, so both sides had talents who were good at finance, Li Bida was Saab Kemus, and Cato the little Cato was Cannedis, but Cato then sold the spoils of war strictly required Brutus to sell them at auction according to the highest price in the market, No merchant shall be given a chance to make a counteroffer.

Little Cato did this, of course, for his reasons, which were nothing more than two, one was to try to maximize his gains, and he wanted to return home with a solid three thousand five hundred Talents; The second is to limit the price to the maximum. It eliminates the possibility of corruption and fraud among his subordinates. He doesn't trust anyone now. Including Brutus.

"Can you explain why? Sergeant. Cato Jr. asked.

"Of course, Your Excellency the Governor, you have sold everything to the most expensive, and our commander, to put it mildly, not only has it siphoned off the most money from the island of Cyprus and hindered the revival of the economy, but it has also affected his cheap sale of the booty, and our army needs hot money."

Cato Jr. sighed. Stroking the tablet in his bosom, it was a letter from the Jewish Chamber of Commerce with the city of Ephesus as its center of activity, Joseph suggested that His Excellency the Governor might pledge these curiosities to them, and that the Chamber of Commerce would give His Excellency the Doge a lump sum of 100,000,000 Cestricks (about three thousand tarents) in accordance with the previous negotiations, and in exchange:

The treasures of the Ptolemy of Cyprus, worth three thousand tarents, were pledged directly to the Chamber of Commerce at the price of four thousand tarents, and our Jewish Chamber of Commerce naturally had the means and ability to dispose of them, and the proceeds of the money were to be repaid to His Excellency the Governor after three years at ninety per cent, without interfering with the loan;

At the time of the Doge's triumph in Rome. Our chamber of commerce paid 92 million Cestricks, and the remaining 8 million were deducted as interest;

The loan has a repayment period of 15 years. No interest shall be payable for the first ten years, and the interest for the latter five years shall be deducted in advance by virtue of the criteria applied in Article II, so that His Excellency the Governor shall then be required to pay the principal amount in full;

The Chamber of Commerce shall have the right to pay taxes in Byzantium and Cyprus for five years, plus the right to levy taxes on the carriage of Egyptian ships for ten years, and the deposit for the Republic shall be paid by us, and His Excellency the Governor shall not have to bear a penny.

To tell the truth, Joseph of Ephesus was very good at this price, and at this time Li Bida protested, Cato thought about it, and then slowly stretched out his hand to the two of them, and said, "If you don't dislike the poor food in the humble house, you will be tired of eating again, and we can discuss it in detail while eating." Dilingmer! ”

The former tomb robber immediately walked out and stood beside his master very well, "What is the third precept about the diet of the Cato family?" ”

"When it's time to eat, you must eat, don't miss a minute." Dillinger seemed to have memorized the family motto so well that even Sabo was smiling secretly, this guy used to be a tomb robber and was a good herald in the legion.

"Then go quickly." Cato waved his hand, and Dillinger walked out of the door, which was full of guests who asked to see little Cato, and the traffic that could clog the whole alley, and when they saw Dillinger walking out with a backpack, and knew that he was the dearest slave of Cato, they raised the money bag in his hand, and loudly gave the fortress to him, but Dillinger completely ignored it, pushed away the crowd, and walked towards the city's bazaar, where good cooks could be hired, plus delicious and fresh ingredients, Cypriot wheat flour, The olive oil and caviar are both top notch.

A chaotic burst of sunlight, a tall black shadow grabbed him at the mouth of an unknown alley, covered his head with his rucksack, and a violent beating, he was dizzy and dizzy after constantly resisting, and finally gave up, and was dragged by the black shadow to the back of the alley.

"Don't touch me, you know that I used to be a well-known figure in the Roman city of Evindini Hill!" When the other party tied his hands behind his back, pressed them against the wall, and then pulled out the rucksack, the corners of Dillinger's mouth were bleeding, and he cried out viciously, and then his mouth was punched twice, and his eyes were full of Venus, and he squeezed his eyes to see that it was the Oriental commander who had kidnapped and beaten him, and it was actually the Oriental commander who had come to Rhode Island to negotiate with his master.

"If you've been hanging out in the Evendini Mountains before, you've probably heard of me!" The Oriental resisted him, and his tone was fiercer than his.

"You are." Before Dillinger could reply, Li Bida picked up two tablets, slapped him a few times, grabbed him by the hair, so that he could see the seal on them, "See, take this tablet back to the city of Rome, go to the knight named Kaimes, or whoever is under him, and each tablet can be exchanged for ten thousand silver dinars, or seven thousand drachmas." ”

Bastard, what do you think of me Dillinger, I am a person who has been influenced by the family motto of the Cato family, the most famous family of the Republic, and I will leave a name in history in the future, Dillinger spat twice on the word board with contempt, indicating that he completely rejects this matter and would rather die than give in.

Li Bida took out two more word boards, opened his bow left and right and slapped his cheeks, "These two word boards, each worth fifteen thousand drachmas, four are yours, it's now, make a choice!" ”

"I'll do it, I'll do it, give me the poisoned dagger, and I'll help you kill Cato tomorrow." Di Lingmo bit the four word boards with his mouth and shouted indistinctly, Li Bida really admired him for being able to express his meaning in such a posture.

"It doesn't need to be as serious as you killing Cato, it's just an easy task." Li Bida smirked, untied Dilingmer's ropes, and said. (To be continued......)