Mediterranean Hegemon of Ancient Greece Chapter 372: About Dionian slaves

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Press and hold, Publius began to adapt gradually, his voice became smaller and smaller, and he felt a kind of comfortable fatigue after exercise, which made him want to fall asleep.

At this moment, the servant began to slap his back with both hands, making him immediately mention God again. After a while, turning to massaging his head, Publius closed his eyes slightly, intoxicated again.

When the man stopped the massage, he actually had a feeling of unfulfilled intentions.

"My lord, I'll rub your back next." After the servant finished speaking, he spread a clean cloth on his back and began to push hard.

This is another feeling completely different from the previous massages and slaps. While Publius felt it carefully, the dirt on his body was rubbed away from the skin one by one.

The servant turned to the wall and took off the copper pot, opened the lid, and poured the liquid inside onto Publius little by little.

Pubulius smelled this familiar smell and asked: "This is olive oil?"

"Yes, my lord." The servant explained to him, "Because you just soaked in hot water and fumigated, although it helps blood flow and removes dirt, it will also cause a lot of water in your body. Lost, coated with olive oil, will protect your skin..."

After listening to Publius, he exclaimed: "I didn't expect every step in this bathroom to be very learned?!"

"Since your Majesty established the large hot spring bath, it has been almost 20 years. Bathing has become a part of the life of the Turyi people, and it is still being developed and improved..." Tibulus proudly said: "Just Take their previous massages, they weren’t just random presses. They were all trained at the Turiyi Hospital and passed the assessment before they could be stationed here."

"Oh?" Publius' original judgment was shaken by Tiberius' words: "Aren't they slaves?"

"It's a slave, but not an ordinary slave." Tiberius' mysterious answer made Publius even more curious.

Before he asked, the servant who massaged him proactively replied: "My lord, we are from Egypt. We are descendants of the combination of Egyptians and Greeks..."

As the servant said, he rubbed Publius with another clean cloth so that the olive oil could spread all over the body and penetrate into the skin as soon as possible. Since the movements were much softer than before, they did not affect their speech.

Although he has never been to Egypt, Publius knows about this remote country and has heard that the people there are dark-skinned, but the skin of the two of them is still normal. Obviously because of mixed blood, there is no Rome at this time. Out of the Western Mediterranean, even the patriarch of a big clan like Publius had never owned Egyptian slaves, so he did not understand: Why are Egyptian slaves uncommon?

But if he went to the bustling slave market every day to the east of Turriy Outer City, he would know that the price of ordinary Egyptian slaves is much more expensive than slaves of other races. This is due to demand. Cause: First, Egyptian male slaves were excellent farmers and herders, while female slaves were clever and well-behaved, and knew how to teach people how to dress and dress; secondly, Egyptian slaves worshiped gods very much, had a gentle personality, and were able to bear with them and were relatively safe. Dionian is far away. The two have never conflicted. Naturally, it is impossible to have any hatred. Egyptian slaves have nothing to do with the races and forces around Dionian. They can be used with confidence. The Senate considers the Kingdom Hotel. They are all foreign VIPs, and safety is the most important thing; secondly, they must speak Greek and their skin should not be too dark, so as not to scare some mountain racial envoys who have never seen the world before, so I went to great lengths to choose Egypt and Greek mixed-race slave.

"How many years have you been in Turie?" Tiberus asked casually.

"It's been more than 4 years!" The younger slave said with a bit of grievance: "According to our past performance, we would be free after the Hattis celebration last year, but the slave management office told We, due to the lack of labor caused by the war, suspended the release of slaves from the kingdom once. By this year's celebration, we will double the number of free slaves and will also give us a certain amount of compensation. But if the war is still going on in October—"

"Winnover, stop talking, get a good massage!" The slave who massaged Publius interrupted him, and asked softly: "Two adults, his daughter had a fever yesterday and was receiving it in the hospital. The treatment has affected his mood, and I hope you don’t take it seriously."

Tiberus looked up at the slave standing beside him, until he became panic, then slowly said: "Since you have been in Turei for more than 4 years, and you are here again In the Kingdom Hotel, you should know what our Dionian Kingdom praised these messengers most?"

The servant was a little nervous and didn't know what to say. The older servant hurriedly replied: "It is to keep the promise."

"Yes, it is to keep your promise!" Tibrus said in a deep voice: "What the Slave Management Office said is a decision made by the Senate. Don't worry, you will be free and you will be compensated by this year's celebration. In addition, your massage technique is very good, and there is nothing dissatisfied with the two of us."

When the two slaves heard this, they were grateful and thanked.

The young slave said excitedly: "My lord, I will give you another massage!"

Tiblus waved his hand and said, "No, I should shave me."

The young servant had to turn around and remove the curved blunt blade from the wall, aiming it at Tiberus's back.

Pubulius was taken aback, and urgently shouted: "Stop, what do you want to do?!"

Tiberus laughed and said, "Master Publius, don't be nervous. This thing is used to scrape off the oil and dirt on the body. This is the last process of the bathroom massage."

"Really?" Publius was skeptical, but soon he experienced that using such a blunt blade to lightly scrape his body, not only did not hurt, but rather felt comfortable.

After the massage was over, the slave helped them to stand up and opened the wooden door on the side.

When leaving the room, Tiberus also said to the young servant specifically: "May Hades bless your daughter, and your daughter will recover soon!"

The slave was suddenly excited, and once again thanked Tibrus.

Leaving the eyes of the slaves, Publius couldn't help but sigh in a low voice: "Tibrus, you are so kind to these slaves!"

Tibulus said sternly: "Master Publius, I know that you Romans are more strict with slaves, but I advise you to change your attitude towards slaves in the future, because in Dionia, the life of slaves Security is protected by law, and the kingdom has also set up a special department to manage them——"

"Slave Management Office?" Publius blurted out the new term he had just heard.

"Yes, whether you are a kingdom slave or a private slave, you must register with the slave management office and be supervised. Not only that, if you abuse the slave, you will be condemned by the public and will affect your political career. Because God Hades who pays attention to fairness and justice protects them.

In addition, the kingdom is not like Rome. Slaves will not always be slaves. As long as the slaves have the ambition, work hard, gain freedom, and then become Dionian citizens, pass the exam, hold public office, and finally become the minister of the kingdom... possible. Several of the officials who came to Rome this time were of slave origin, and Mariji, the minister of commerce trusted by His Majesty in the Senate, was also of slave origin, so don't humiliate slaves casually! ……"

Pubulius was quite moved.

"By the way, my lord, how do you feel after the massage?" Tibrus asked.

"The whole body is sore..." Publius moved his hands and feet and said: "But...it is really comfortable. I almost fell asleep just now, and now I feel that my whole body is much lighter!... …"

"Listen to you. According to the doctors, your body is rigid and lacks exercise. You will have to massage regularly to ensure your health..." Tiblos said half-jokingly and half-seriously.

Pubulius listened, but seriously asked: "Is it expensive to go to a bath in Turei?"

"Public baths are not expensive. Tickets are about 1-2 Obols, but the cost of a special massage is much higher, about 10-15 Obols at a time... But some veterans and ministers of the kingdom It has become a trend to spend money with wealthy businessmen to let their slaves study in hospitals and baths, and then come back to massage themselves."

Publius was very moved when he heard it, and then asked a little bit dissatisfied: "Our bath is over, right?"

"There is one last item--" Tibrus pushed open the wooden door, and there was another sink in the room: "Cold bath." Cold water!

If it was before entering the bathroom, Publius would definitely retreat, but at this time he went through fumigation and massage, not only was his body hot, but his skin was also red, like a steamed shrimp, so Hearing the word "cold water", the meteor stepped into the pool without hesitation. The cold pool water immediately drove the body's heat away, and the pores of his body were quickly tightening, giving him an indescribable comfort.

He couldn't help but said: "How great it would be to have a glass of wine to drink at this time!"

Tiberus also walked into the pool and said, "Today is too rushed. Tomorrow night I will bring you a can of Turriy's best wine. Let's drink in the bathroom."

"That's great!" Publius rubbed the remaining oil stains on his body with clean water, and loudly praised: "Turiy’s baths are better than you said, and Turiy is also better than Rome. It's more prosperous, so I can't help but want to move here soon!"

Tiberus smiled slightly, and it seemed that his efforts were not in vain.