"Our houses are as simple as our food!" - The British who traveled to Paris, France in the 18th century did not consider what they saw and eat

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When Sabo's face turned red when he heard a girl in his teenage years old say this, he felt that he was greatly offended. He pressed the edge of the table with both hands and prepared to stand up and say goodbye. At this time, the beautiful Nefdi quickly held Sabo's arm with one hand and said Coptic very lightly. Although he didn't understand what the content was, Sabo knew that it was Nafdi's request to him to be calm. Then the girl was at Sabo's side calmly, stirring the ice and Egyptian maize for Sabo with her very slender brown fingers. Seeing her faint smile, Sabo sat down with a blush on his face.

"It's not a loss. My aide is still a virgin." Li Bida smiled and drank a drink, saying to Cleopatra, as if this Ptolemy's princess was already aged to tease these things.

On the beach of Aquileia, a legion soldier cut off the ropes from the wooden stakes one by one with an axe. In the sound of cheering, the pharaoh's flagship filled with bright flags slowly slid towards the shallow sea. The flute blower was extremely happy. He stood on the deck of the bow and waved to the Roman soldiers who were still lined up on the beach to pack up their gear.

"He is such a vain family. I heard that his will gave Egypt to the Republic." Behind Li Bida, who was also waving to the Pharaoh's flagship, Kasio smiled gloomyly and said, "It's a pity that there are only a few people in the entire Republic who recognize the importance of Egypt. Fortunately, we, including Brutu, are among them."

"Within the Thassali, we have to stay in Thessaloniki for a little while. I want to have a friend join my army there." Li Bida was unwilling to talk to Kasio more about the position, because Kasio was a difficult person to figure out. The direction of his navy camp was completely separated from the twelve and thirteenth legions, and was located in the dangerous cape. This clearly showed that he did not treat Li Bida as a person, so he looked at his subordinate soldiers, soldiers, slaves, mules, horses, goats and other animals. He gradually boarded a simple single ship, and the sailors began to raise sails embroidered with cobra badges. Li Bida was a little worried. He was even afraid that this guy with an extremely pale face would sink them all to the bottom of the sea.

So, at this time, Marco Anthony, who was waiting for him (almost two years) in Thessaloniki, actually seemed extremely friendly!

Two incomplete legions, indeed, landed on a boat in the mild winter of the Mediterranean, first landed at Dikhachan. There, as if Kasio had been prepared, he handled all the ships at his hands to the local merchant group, but the amount of funds he received was unknown, and then thousands of people. All the sailors, including the mountainous areas of Thassaly, were hiked through the mountains of Thassaly, where most of the houses were layered up along the hillside. Even if there was a market, it was the old-style Greek strip-shaped house. It is said that living there, and as long as you live through the windows, you can notify the neighbors of the whole street one by one, and the standard Greek village style.

Ptolemy Twelve complained, probably because he had not been in the mighty flagship for a few days. He could only sit in the servant's sedan chair and walk through this scattered countryside, and felt a little lonely as if he had been unable to bear the water.

"Where is that beautiful and spectacular Ephesus? Do you have to cross a large area of ​​sea?" He kept asking behind the curtain.

But he had to go to Thessaloniki first according to the commander's request. When the fully armed Roman soldiers set up camps on the plateau on the outskirts of the city, the entire city was in panic. Since the Republic granted autonomy and freedom to all Greek cities that year to "help" them to liberate them from the rule of the Macedonian royal family, was the Roman general who brought these large numbers of soldiers simply passing by? Or did he do something?

The elders, escorted by the city guards, came to the main entrance of the plateau camp. The guards had all tied olive branches to their spears. Then they met the commander who was eating and asked which provincial system they belong to, what area they came from, and where they were going.

When encountering this ultimate philosophical question, Li Bida could only answer: "I must keep your three questions secrets, because I just passed by here and looked for someone named Marco Anthony. Well, if you guessed correctly, he was a stout hooked nose, looked very popular with women, and loved drinking. Maybe he has studied some philosophy in Greece now."

As a result, when the elders of Thessaloniki widened their eyes and shouted, saying that the person who claimed to be the God of Baccarat came to earth was now in their city, and they begged Li Bida to take him away as soon as possible, because Anthony also had a nickname in this city, called "Evil Plague".

In a restaurant on the street of Thessaloniki, a dark-skinned "Jinv" hung in the air. He was pressed against the wall by a famous man, his legs were wrapped around the waist and hips of the man. His expression was half painful and half crazy, pulling the tapestries hanging on the wall, shouting that I was about to crack, and was trembling with great force.

"Listen, my Bucks, you can't do this, you can't do this, my lower abdomen is about to explode..." The "Jinv" shook his hair and screamed, and used his nails to grab blood marks on Anthony's back. Anthony laughed and directly held her naked, holding her horizontally on the terrace, pushing her wildly.

Suddenly, the main door of the room was kicked open, and a drunkard walked in and shouted to Anthony, "Hurry up, the creditor Xenophon and the others are here, and they have already climbed the stairs!" Anthony hurriedly turned around, hugged the "Jinv" and ran up and down, and the drunkard hurriedly took two swords from the hook beside the door, threw one to Anthony, and held it himself. At this time, a shout came from outside the door. Several guys wearing Spartan blankets rushed in and killed the drunkard. In the screams, Anthony separated the "Jinv" from himself, gently threw her on the bed, and leaned over to kiss her. As a result, a debt-collection roar was a sword at Anthony. The man hurriedly dodged, but his buttocks were still cut, and he shouted in pain.
Chapter completed!