Zubai Green

The broker repeated what Zubailu had said and explained it. The old man with black hair recoiled in shame. Immediately another fellow offered to buy the emerald green for a thousand gold pieces. The broker came to ask for advice from Emerald Green.

The poet once said of a man who has but one eye:

Knowing that a one-eyed man is the best stealer,

Remember to stay away from these guys.

If there's any integrity left in the Cyclops,

Allah will not let him lose his eyes."

Zulu has no love for the one-eyed man and decides not to sell herself to him. The broker said to a short man in the crowd, whose beard came down to his waist, "Would you like to make a deal with this gentleman, young lady?"

Seeing that this man was ugly and short, the emerald Green was very unhappy and said contemptuously, "This man is short and ugly. There is a poem that suits him perfectly:

A friend, with a full beard,

To describe or act in a way that annoys people,

Like a cold winter's night,

Long, dark, and ghastly."

The agent heard Zurabailu's words and knew that she was not interested in this person, and the deal fell through. The agent was very embarrassed and felt that it was not easy to please Zubai Green, so he said to her earnestly: "Girl, there are a lot of businessmen here, you had better find yourself a satisfactory person. Tell me who you like, and I'll talk to him for you."

The emerald green raised her head and looked around at the crowd.

There were few she liked in the crowd. Then her eyes fell on Ali Sa, and she was fascinated by what a handsome young man he was. She turned to her agent and said, "This handsome young man, with his curly black hair, his radiant face, his great air, is the object of poetry, the prince of loving women. His sweet words are sure to charm a woman. A poem says:

Thy fair face is laid out before the people,

Those who fall for you are inevitably condemned.

I'm moved by your charm,

Let my heart like the tide is hard to calm.

Your breath is sweet and musky,

Your night is as sweet as wine.

The gods had to cast you out of paradise,

Because the fairies will fall head over heels for you.

Your pride makes you stand out from the crowd,

Because the bright moon is also because of the body in the sky and more clear.

He made a promise to me, sweet as an antelope,

I was dreading the day when my promise would come true.

There was truth in his brow,

But how can he keep his word?

People say: 'How can you fall in love with a man with wrinkles on his face? '

I say, 'Don't talk nonsense, you foolish people.

The wrinkles on his face only disguise his youth,

To kiss him is to enter paradise,

The body fluid that flowed from his lips was as sweet as a fairy river. '

Honestly, I'd sell myself to him." "Said the emerald green at last.

The broker, hearing ZLB's praise of Ali Sa, sensed the elation in her words, and was pleased that the sale would be successful. And hastened to persuade her master to make the bargain. He praised her cleverness and marveled at her knowledge of books and manners.

"She is very clever and perverse, and can recite many poems, and that is only one of her great talents, you must not wonder." The master of the emerald green also began to praise him, "She also knows the seven ways of reading the Quran, can write in the seven calligraphy, the Hadith is also very deep, knows the names of all the historical narrators, and has many crafts. She was good at embroidered silk curtains, which could be made in eight days and sold for fifty ducats at the fair. Those delicate hands of hers are worth more than gold!"