-Let's get off,Davit!Grab my hand and jump at once!-Said the bandit who was sitting beside Davit.
-Okay,I'm jumping!
Davit did precisely as the thug told him to do.After jumping and holding the thug's hand,little Davit got scared.
-Will they do this to me too?Is this even inevitable?
-Of course,it is,Davit.Tell me your age.
-I'm 5 years old.Well then?
-The slave merchants don't have to do this to you.You are just a little child.Look over there,they,I mean the prisoners,are older than you.None of them is 5 years old.If you were 10 or more you would inevitably be stripped naked publicly.
-I just don't comprehend it.Why are they doing this?
-Because the buyers must make sure that they are purchasing the people who are perfectly healthy and strong.After all,these slaves are here to work tirelessly,aren't they?Hold my hand and let's go to them.
-To whom?
-To the slave merchants.Your price will be 10 thousand Kurush(Ottoman silver coins).This price is too high for your peers.But you deserve it,Davit!
-Who will you sell me to?
-I have just made up my mind.You will be the disciple of the bread baker.People buy bread every day,several times per each day and he has the amount of money we are seeking in exchange for you.Let's go!
The thug held little Davit't hand and other 4 bandits followed them.Soon,they reached the baker's shop.The thug who was holding Davit't hand saluted the middle-aged man in his late 40s and introduced Davit to him:
-Good morning,sir!This boy's name is Davit.
-Good morning!Why are you telling me his name?
-Because I want to sell him to you.Would you like to have a disciple?
-I would love to have one.I and my wife don't have any children and I can raise him as my son.Besides,I can teach him how to bake bread.How much is his price?
-10 thousand Kurush.
-Oh,isn't it excessive amount?
-It isn't,sir.Because he has amazing appearance.Just look at his light brown eyes and golden brown hair.His hair is stunning.Light brown and yellow mixed between each other.His hair is just glowing .Not everyone has such hair colour.His face is also handsome.He is tall and strong.He is Georgian like us.
-The beauty of Georgians is known in this empire pretty well.I have 10 thousand Kurush.Here you are,sir!-The baker passed the blue sachet to the thug.
The thugs counted the money,thanked the Baker and handed Davit over to his master.The baker looked at Davit with paternal love and smiled at him wholeheartedly.Davit didn't expect this kind of treatment from him and was totally perplexed.The bandits left him at the shop and disappeared.