Fennis finished writing quickly, but she was even more surprised by the writing medium handed to her.
This thing looks similar to papyrus, but the feel of touching it and using it is completely different from papyrus.
This is definitely not a papyrus.
Since she came to this land, all the recording media she has seen are clay tablets. These Eastern civilizations have systematic and complete writing, but they have no decent records. Clay tablets and stones are very primitive things, and they are still being used on a large scale here.
But is this thing in front of me really something that the people on this land should have?
The origin of the new owner in front of me is really a mystery.
There are also the writing tools, which are neither thin stems of rushes, nor reeds nor goose feathers, but strange, thin wooden poles with a tuft of pointed hairs on the front, which are gathered together but not scattered. The words written after being stained with ink made her feel beautiful.
The fragrance of ink stimulated her nose and made her ears as nimble as a cat move.
Moreover, the other party seems to have many kinds of writing tools?
She inadvertently raised her head and saw that there were several writing tools of different shapes beside the other party's hand, and they didn't seem to be all thin wooden poles like this.
Finneas handed the written thing to the new owner. The new owner looked at it for a while and seemed to be identifying the numbers. Then, Finneas heard him praising himself:
"Well written."
Probably this means that Finnis is very happy that his skills in helping the priest write divine inscriptions can help him save his life when he is in trouble.
"for you."
The new owner handed over the delicate writing medium, and Fennis was stunned when he saw the corresponding three rows of symbols marked below.
What are these, are these numbers here?
No, the first row should indeed be the numbers here. It looks like the intersection of a number and an obelisk. This kind of stiff and sharp writing is the local writing.
But she had never seen the second and third types.
The second type should be a numeral script in a text, which represents one, two and three. This can be seen directly. It is the same as the numeral script I know, but it is changed from vertical to horizontal.
But in the third type, the vertical one is still 1, but the second one is not written as "||", but as "2".
However, with comparison, we can still know that the number is "two".
"I want you to learn these numbers and make them useful."
The new master gave him an order, and Finnis did not dare to disobey it. At least it was not the time to escape yet. Of course, he had to be obedient to win the favor of his master.
The identity of a slave will not always follow him. One day, he must return to his hometown.
Then, the new master told himself to learn numbers well. Han Xin will be Han Xin. As long as he can study hard, he can be free.
free? !
Fennis has always remembered this vocabulary in his heart, and he has learned it from the very beginning! She never expected that such words would come from the mouth of a slave owner.
However, the words of the slave owners cannot be believed, nor can they have expectations. In order to make the slaves work, the slave owners will often give a long-term goal, so that the slaves will be motivated to work, such as collecting ninety-nine thousand pieces of water from the Nile River. One thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine pebbles, this is simply impossible to accomplish.
The master in front of me is probably trying to squeeze him out and make him do better for him...
But no matter what, she no longer dared to show any external emotions. After thanking and expressing her loyalty over and over again, she was about to retreat to the corner when she was stopped by her master again.
Then the new owner pointed to the bench next to him, which made Feniss a little surprised, but after thinking about it, maybe it was just to give him, a slave who knew how to count, some welfare benefits.
So Finneas sat down on the bench obediently and began to learn how to convert various numbers.
And his new master seemed to be assigning work to other slaves.
Soon, the slaves had work to do, but what surprised Finnis was that the work these slaves were doing was not coolie work, and even the slaves themselves were a little confused.
They were sold here to do work, but they didn't expect it to turn into brain work.
Well, it's much better than being whipped outside. It's still okay for a new master to beat a slave.
A slave who worked in civil engineering was handed architectural drawings by his new master and asked to draw according to the drawings.
A slave who had been a craftsman was handed some production drawings of utensils by his new owner and asked him to copy the drawings.
A slave who had been a farmer was handed some pictures about agricultural cultivation by his new owner and asked him to study them.
But the serious thing is that these drawings, whether they are of architecture, agriculture, or handicrafts, are marked with numbers that they cannot understand. In fact, they have never come into contact with such drawings. There are many on these drawings. Equipment, even things they themselves don’t know how to do.
For example, a fisherman can make fishing nets, but he is also classified as a craftsman, and then he is asked by the new owner to make an object pronounced "gear"...
Fennis saw that they were already dizzy, and the new owner told them to ask for advice if they didn't know how to do it...himself?
"no no?"
Fennis couldn't help shouting in his heart, what is going on?
If you can write numbers yourself, why should you help these slaves learn numbers too?
There were suddenly many people around, and she was immediately at a loss. The postures of these slaves were also very low, as if they understood that she, a person who could write numbers, even calculations, and even better write words, had a higher status than them. Much higher.
Of course, numbers are known to common people, but advanced calculations and writing, no matter which civilization they are, were originally controlled by classes such as "priests" and "witches".
The first night spent in this huge palace was naturally impossible to be in the master's house.
Fenyx lights the stems of rushes, which can be found everywhere and are used both as a writing tool and as a carrier of light and fire.
Looking at the slowly burning lamp stem in front of her, in a foreign country, only this grass that can be seen everywhere can make her feel a little warm.
Then, create the fact that there is light in the house so that the owner can see the faint light and shadow inside through the open wooden frame and straw curtain.
Yes, the house where the slaves live is very good. It seems that the king of this city-state specifically allowed it and allocated the house to them. This should be the place where the soldiers live. For the slaves, they can live in the residence of the city-state guards. It has been a great grace.
And the source of all this is because their new master has a high status.
