SURVIVORS
Chaptre 232. Mustafa's Dream
This morning Leon and Jane opened the cart cover. Buyers are already lining up to buy salt and various seafood. The queue happens because Leon comes only once every 3 weeks. The buyers are the stall owners in this city.
"Can't you come 2 times a month?"
"really. Our salt is almost gone if you come once every 3 weeks."
"Yes. Tokoku has even run out of dry fish stocks."
The voices of protest overflowed the bargaining process. Leon simply smiled and explained again patiently.
"My wife is exhausted if I get here too often" Leon said.
"Hahahaa... Did you really love your wife? Why not take a new stronger wife, so that the one you love can rest?" other buyer's temptations.
"Haha...."
Laughter sounded lively, reviving the market atmosphere. Leon just smiled patiently. He was getting used to the jokes of the buyers here. They are familiar and know each other.
By noon, buyers were reduced a lot. His trading is almost over as well.
"Surge! Move aside! Young madam wants to pass!"
Some guards turned the crowd. People open the way. It seems that there are important people who will pass through the market.
The party stopped at a jewelry store across from Leon's cart.
""Let's buy... Fresh and delicious lobster. There are only 3 tails. Suitable for a romantic dinner to lure a husband!" shouted Leon promoting.
"Come on. come on. don't miss. There are only 3 tails. Who's fast he got." Leon's shout attracted the attention of the entourage of important people who were in the jewelry store.
"Is there still clams like the one the other day?" ask a woman.
"The war is over. There's this one, Lobster. I save it for the buyer who is a match with him," replied Leon.
"Look, what's a lobster like?" a woman advanced near Leon's wagon.
Leon put his hand in a container filled with water. Take an existing lobster and show them.
"It!" said Leon while lifting up high the lobster he was holding.
"Woaas... is it big?"
"Is that delicious?
"His legs are long,"
The reaction of those who see. The woman who asked just now looked towards the group of her entourage.
One of the most graceful, walked towards the wagon.
"How do you cook it?" tanyanya wants to know.
"It's so easy, madam. This lobster is best baked. Doused in sour spicy orange sauce."
Leon then taught her how to cook which she thought was delicious. The woman is interested. Previously, his servant had served a shellfish dish that was also purchased from Leon. And it's really delicious.
"Is that enough for all your lobsters?"
The woman threw her money bag. Leon caught it and checked its contents. Face beaming.
"Enough mistress. Very enough. I'll give you the final gelatin powder as a bonus" Leon said.
With the swift wrapping of 3 lobster tails. Then take one last centong of gelatinous powder.
"This is how it cooks?" ask the woman to see the gelatin powder.
"Jane!" call Leon.
Jane's approaching. He took a closed bowl and opened it. He showed me what was in the container.
"You try to taste first, this is how the results become gelatin powder after cooking. Suitable for cover loss or interlude during the day. Contains a lot of fiber and healthy," said Leon again promoted.
One of them tried gelatin which was sweetened with honey.
Leon also taught me how to cook gelatin powder.
The women carried their groceries with satisfaction and passed from there.
"Ah.. Also," said Leon relieved.
Only half a day, the trade ludes not left. The two closed the cart and enjoyed a lunch break.
Afterwards Leon takes Jane to buy all their needs for 3 weeks.
Such was the routine of Leon and Jane every time they left for the city to sell seafood. They would return with carts full of daily necessities.
Leon is pessimistic about returning to the modern world. Because for a few months, he was only struggling in the sea or the market. There is no information about the other world in this city. The merchants of the city and the caravans, no one knew about it.
When Leon began to ask this to the swordsmen, there were eyes that kept following him to and fro.
Not yet afternoon, Leon and Jane have finished buying necessities. The two returned to the empty wagons leaping over.
The old man next to him, looked at Leon who had just returned.
"You guys are back. Thank goodness!" said relieved.
"What's the cake?" ask Leon kindly.
"It's nothing. There was only one buyer coming in just now. He asked about the fresh fish and shrimp, "the old man replied.
"Then?" ask Leon again.
"Then, I say that all your merchandise has been sold out."
"Alright" replied Leon.
""Thank you for the help, uncle.
They spent another day in the city. After that, go home to each other.
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Horses were thrown down and galloped in the desert. The group consisted of 30 men. Each horse mount not only carried human passengers, but also merchandise that was tightly tied to the bodies of the horses. That way is used to summarize the luggage without having to bring a cart of goods that actually slow down the movement.
They were Mustafa's company. They're heading for another city further away. For a period of time, Mustafa would go to visit distant lands to do business.
"We'll rest here!" shout Mustafa.
The group stopped. A red glow of the twilight sky accompanied them to put up a tent. They have to spend the night here, in the middle of the desert.
They prepared dinner for everyone. Mustafa heard the jokes of his workers. Typical jokes of adult men.
Occasionally Mustafa smiles if someone tells about his wife's complaints that often feel lonely because they are left. Then craze all day to vent his longing.
Then the atmosphere became boisterous with laughter. They would tease each other while laughing happily.
Mustafa remembered Silvia. She misses. Her sweet little lips are as red as pomegranate. Her skin is bright and clean. And adorable minimalist eyes.
He just got it last night. Now it's abandoned.
'Will he feel lonely and crazy when I come back?' inner Mustafa. expectantly. A thin smile was painted on that handsome face that was usually always stiff.
'May Silvia be well.' she hoped inwardly.
There is such a great worry at the moment. The closer she got to Silvia, the more she feared Silvia would leave her later.
Mustafa, however, was grateful that to date, there had been no news of the future world or the luminous door as Silvia had said. So he should not be afraid of being left out for now.
"I had to give him a child, so he could forget his dream of going back to where he came from."
Mustafa was satisfied with his brilliant idea. He was willing to work hard for that dream. Mustafa smiled to himself, imagining Silvia's body turning plump and adorable. He was looking forward to it.
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