Claudia also laughed and said, "What a rough martial artist, no wonder he is nicknamed 'Savage', okay." Claudia stretched slightly, and said to Calabis, "Whatever you do in the future, you will have to deal with these people sooner or later, don't offend any of them, and give them the right amount of money to be the lubricant for politics, or any one of them will make you pay the price of blood." With that, Claudia beckoned to the maid beside her and prepared to leave.

"Taste continues to ask, what about little Cato?" Calabis asked curiously, remembering the passage about Cato the Younger in Luculas's History of the Massis War.

Claudia, who turned around, said in a tone that was not very impatient: "How could you ask such a stupid question, little Cato is only thirty years old, and he will not be eligible to run for election until at least ten years later." ”

When Calabis left the Apollo Room, it was still bustling, but it was not on the surface, but went underground—the bright lights were slowly extinguished, which was the default rule of the Roman banquet: when a certain time came, the lights were to be turned off, and the women of the family were to leave the room in turn, leaving the men and the dissolute noblewomen or high-ranking courtesans to do their best in the darkness.

Outside the Apollo Hall, there is a huge cartography table with a huge mosaic map on it, which was specially commissioned by Lucuras and Milous during the construction of the project, because this is a map of the city of Rome, with purple mosaic bricks, inlaid with the master's triumphal procession, and it is also the only gratifying memory of Lucuras in his later years.

Ever since he last served as a triumphal guide, Calabis had kept the geography of the city of Rome in mind, and at this time, according to Caesar's introduction, he dipped his finger in some wall ash and lightly sketched the location of the future Colosseum and amphitheater on this assembled map, and then sketched the location of the dilapidated apartment block that Caesar had said that the municipal department was going to sell in the Evindini Hill

Early the next morning, Calabis wore a silk shirt and came to the hall of Caesar's municipal office, of course, as he expected, the bald and charming Caesar did not come to work, because the knight hundred-man who had come to collect debts, many of them were still there, ready to catch Caesar and demand his debts. The goal of his coming here was to find the low-level little bureaucrat who had been buried in his desk all day, Kaimeis.

Kaimais did not expect that Calabis would remember him and come to him, and he did not expect that Calabis, a free people, would develop so quickly.

Sure enough, this cunning and clever Oriental alien seized the opportunity of his lord to build a villa in Pulama, and made a ruthless stroke, and now he is coming to get acquainted with me, Kaka. Kaimais rubbed his hands flattered, and wanted to talk to Calabis, but the other party smiled and waved his hand, indicating that you will deal with the work first at the moment, and I will wait for you here.

With a little excitement, Kaimais sat at the desk and got busy, and from time to time he peeked at Calabis who was standing respectfully beside him, and his eyes were like a girl peeking at her lover.

In the evening, in the tavern of Domux, Carabis threw a heavy money bag on the table, and said to the smiling hostess: "Dear Domuj, give me my best and most respected friend Kaimes, and offer the most expensive wine and the most haode to eat." ”

Soon, a plate of hot sow gravy, a plate of pheasant hazelnuts, a plate of barbecued lamb, and a plate of large oysters were brought up, and a pot of delicious fine wine in an urn of pottery, and the little clerk who had only ninety cestaxis in the month was drooling—at least two hundred to three hundred cesdes.

"You're really developed, Calabis, I was optimistic about you from the beginning, right?" Kaimai was spitting, and some did not dare to use his hands to grab vegetables.

Calabis smiled and said that it is natural, you don't have to be restrained, you have a good meal, and then when he watched Kaimez munch, he whispered to him: "My friend, I have inquired about the address of your apartment, and I have sent someone to give your wife some small gifts, and I think it is time for the gifts to be delivered now." ”

"Gifts, gifts?" Kaimai was visibly excited.

"Yes, an ivory craft box, the workmanship is quite satisfactory, and it comes with five hundred owls." With a pale blue glass, Calabis snorted and said lightly, and then there was a crisp buzzing sound, and in front of Kaimez's eyes, a pure gold ring, making a dazzling gyroscopic motion on the table, followed by the sound of Grandeland, crossed in front of Kaimais's hand.

Kaimaisi took a look, and the ring was engraved with a small inscription of "My best friend, Kaimaisi", and the blood in his head suddenly gushed up, more than ten years! He has been engaged in the most trivial and low-level work of the municipal department: planning files, handling complaints, arranging manpower, etc. In the past two years, his hair has begun to turn gray, his shoulders and back have begun to ache, there are two or three children at home, nested in a cramped and humble island apartment, counting on his meager salary to support him, in order to save him, he does not dare to go to the bathroom, he does not dare to buy oysters, he does not dare to attend the banquet of his colleagues, but this damned republic does not give him the slightest reward for the value of his work, just like he is a clay pot with a beating heart, and never needs compassion. Sometimes, therefore, when Caesar, the magistrate, greeted him with warmth, gave him thirty drachmas to support his family, or distributed tickets to gladiatorial tournaments so that he could entertain his wife and children for free for a night, he became a fervent admirer of the descendants of the Venus family, and was willing to devote himself to his political career.

This Calabis was even more powerful, and at once he gave him five hundred drachmas of silver, plus a pure gold ring of the same value, his heart was in his throat, but he still held himself down for the time being, and gently pushed the ring out, "Excuse me, here in the city of Rome, there is no feast for nothing." At the very least, you have to make things clear, Karabis. ”

Calabis stared at the distance where he pushed the ring, which was about one-tenth of a Roman foot away, and immediately weighed the weight of the "principle" of Kaimez in his heart, so he gently pushed the ring back again, and replied to the other party's doubts: "Because I have a very important business message, I want to ask you, this is more than the value of five hundred owls." In other words, can you elaborate on the public works of the Municipal Division? ”