The young man Lot argued: "The city of Uruk is going to attack! Then this place will be in turmoil! Those Sumerians will counterattack, and our cattle, sheep and livestock slaves will rise up to resist. It is better to leave early." here!"
Abram waved his hand and said indifferently: "Impossible! The Sumerians can only talk but not do things. They have forgotten how to fight. Uruk's words are like lies. Lagash does not dare to fight. Ni Pur, Eridu, Kish, Wenma...these city-states are not strong enough to go to war with the city of Ur. Now the north is still ruled by the Kuti people. We have status here, but if we go to the new city, we have nothing. No."
"If according to what you said, it is the city-state built by Lagash, it is the Sumerian city. Regardless of whether its city lord is from the East or the West, there are many people you have never seen. This In addition to the four directions in the world, there are four directions.”
"Go to sleep, it's getting dark, and you have to get up early tomorrow to go graze."
Lot looked sad: "If you can inherit your grandfather's priesthood, we don't have to move away, and I can inherit your work."
Abram: "I live in the city of the Kutian people, but I will not sacrifice to their moon god. Of course, I will not sacrifice to the Sumerian moon god either."
One night passed, and when it was daybreak, Abram found that Lot had not come out to eat. He went to Lot's house, but it was empty!
"Lot! This troublesome boy!"
.....
At dawn, Lot mixed with the merchants and left the city of Ur alone.
He wanted to cross the Tigris River and go to the city that no one knew about, but it would definitely be great in the future. Yes, with the place where he could show off his talents, he would definitely be able to build a large pasture.
He paid the money on the river and walked five hundred miles. After four or five days, his feet were bruised with blisters, but his hard work paid off. When he crossed the river, he saw something far away. The thick smoke and clouds were not wildfires, but scattered and orderly.
Sure enough, before he could see the location of the smoke clouds, Lot was stopped by someone.
"This is the territory of Tianfang City. Who are you? Do you need help?"
The people guarding this place are Sumerian warriors from the city of Lagash.
Lot immediately said: "I heard that workers are being recruited here, so I came here to look for a job suitable for me. I have traveled far and wide, and I came from the city of Ur!"
"Ur, are you a runaway Sumerian slave?"
"No, I'm Semitic."
Lot announced the name of his tribe, but it did not arouse the other party's surprise. It only made the two Lagash warriors a little confused. They did not know who the Semitic people were.
Shem, of course, is interpreted as flashing in Sumerian sentences, and has no second meaning.
"Are you a Sparkling Star person?"
One of Lagash's soldiers started talking dirty.
Another soldier from Lagash retorted: "No, the hometown of the King of the East is the star people. That's called 'Han'. He is not a star person. He should be a winking person who winks at the star people, and we are the black-headed people." .”
The Sumerians called themselves the black-headed people.
"Are you talking about those soldiers in the East? The kind of armor they wear... My God of War... Even the God of War Ningisul will be jealous!"
The soldiers began to chat.
Lot's head was full of black lines: "Shem is the name of the ancestor, uh, the person who made a living by herding cattle and sheep."
"Anyway, I want to meet your city lord. I'm from Ur City. Maybe I can give you some help with news about Ur City."
Lagash's warriors brought him before Zanzai.
"Great Lord of Heaven, my name is Lot. I am a Semitic. I come from Ur, the capital of the Kuti people. I can herd cattle and sheep. I can also make clay dolls and recite the complete chapter of the Moon God Sacrifice. .”
Lot revealed his skill points.
Ruzai looked at the person in front of him curiously.
The name Lot is very common. People named Lot and Lot... all have similar pronunciations. Among a hundred people on the street, at least three or five are named Lot. In the East, people have names like Li Tiezhu.
It didn't attract Yu Zai's attention.
"Very good, young man. I am the King of the East. I come from the east of the Sun Mountains. The current governor of Tianfang City is the bearded man over there. Did you see that? His name is Si Wenming. All the decisions here are temporarily made by him. Yes, I am only responsible for external recruitment and some planning suggestions, but these are not important. What is important is what can you bring to me?"
Yu Zai pointed to Wen Ming, who was supervising the construction site in the distance, and asked Lot's purpose.
Why did you come to our company?
What can you bring to our company?
Lot blinked: "A new worker."
Yu Zai also stared.
Good guy.
This is the first time that I, Azai, have met someone who can automatically reply to flirty comments.
You young man has a bright future.
"Can you read Sumerian writing?"
"Yes, I understand."
"Then can you read Egyptian writing?"
"Egypt...what is that place?"
Lot was confused and put on a mask of doubt. Suzai called Fennis and took a simply translated animal husbandry book from her.
Fennis's appearance made Lot's eyes brighten slightly, but when he saw the opponent's face that had been scratched by a knife and the terrible scars on his beautiful face, he felt a little regretful and disappointed.
Beautiful things always have flaws.
However, it seems that this woman has a high status, and her skin is slightly darker than that of the locals, with a very healthy wheat complexion.
"See this?"
Yuzai handed the simple translation book in his hand to Lot, and it was the first time for Lot to see the writing medium of this kind of material.
"This, this is?"
"This is "Postpartum Care of Sows", which is a famous best-selling work on animal husbandry in the East. Now if you want to work under me, you must first learn the related work of animal husbandry..."
Lot immediately shouted: "No, herding is just one of my abilities. You can appoint me to other jobs, such as scribe, or priest's attendant..."
Yu Zai: "No, no, no, I don't need priests and attendants, I just need strong employees from a pig farm."
"And you think animal husbandry is a simple thing? After you read this part of the book, come and talk to me about your thoughts. If you feel you have benefited, then we can talk about work."
Luo was very disappointed. He had gone so far and arrived at this city after all the hard work, but the other party still let him go to herd.
But this book finally piqued his interest.
Lot found a vacant place and sat down beside some simple shelters. He saw tall kilns in the distance, which seemed to be firing strange things.
Not far from the kiln, there was a wheelbarrow loading and unloading some square stones... This was the first time Lot had seen this kind of wheelbarrow. It was different from the Sumerian chariots, and it seemed to cost less. not tall.
"Is that a mud brick? But it looks different...the color is also dark..."
Lot calmed down and was no longer disturbed by external things. He turned to the first page of postpartum care for sows. There were two-way translations of sentences in Sumerian and Chinese characters. The signed translator was Finnis. There are small brackets at the end, marking the word "Egypt", and the author is "Akagata Clan's Concubine" written in Chinese.
"What text is this?"
Luo De was stunned for a moment, and then started to read the follow-up content.
This whole day, he was immersed in the book and forgot about it. Although the name of the book was "Postpartum Care of Sows", the actual content covered most types of livestock.
Of course, many of the contents are only rough mentions, and this is obviously just an outline of the preface.
But even so, Lot was still unable to extricate himself!
In his past work, he had done many things wrong, and he could find corresponding situations and solutions in this book.... This surprised him. When shouts came from the side, it was already dinner time. season.
And that night, the food in Tianfang City made him even more strange!
"What...what is this?"
Yuzai: "Hot pot...that's not right!"
Yu Zai thought about it carefully and said:
"The Last Supper."
