Reborn As a Pirate

　　Scottish Sea, Bay of Moray.

　　 After twelve days of continuous voyage, the Attis Beauty with three crew members crossed the clear bottom of the Spey River estuary and finally arrived at the black port of Elgin in north-central Scotland.

　　Elgin is a well-known black port.

　　 It is not appropriate to call her a black port, because the serious Elgin is not a port at all, but the capital of the County of Moray under the jurisdiction of the Kingdom of Scotland.

　　 However, Scotland is in a recession. The county of Mali built a port in Losseymouth, but it was unable to generate profits for the county.

　　After learning from the pain, the Scots built a new port to the east of Lossiemouth, where the squires could receive black businessmen. They also wanted to give the Black Harbor a name, called Ergen, and since then, the County of Mali has really prospered.

　　 However, this incident had a side effect.

Because of the accent of the Scots, the merchants who came and went without distinction. Over time, Ergen was pronounced as Elgin, and the capital of Mali in the inland also transformed into a so-called order next to Losseymouth. Strange black port.

　　 Lorraine’s first stop is here. On the one hand, she admires her reputation for order. On the other hand, because of the financial constraints of the Scots, the inferior spice that is difficult to sell in England has a good market here.

　　 The Attis Beauty was half sailing towards the shore.

　　 From a distance, Hina standing on the observation deck shouted excitedly: "I see the port! It's in Zhengnan!"

　　 Lorraine laughed: "Henna, change hands! Pierce, untie the bow sail and lower the sail again and again!"

　　 "Yes! Mr. Captain!"

　　 The port of Elgin is deep in the harbor. The Attis Beauty, which lowered its sails, sailed smoothly to the pier, and continued to adjust its direction with the bow sails during the slow approach, demonstrating the crew’s excellent ship handling skills.

　　 There are red and white flags on the pier alternately, guiding the beauty to dock into the nearest pier 7 and anchor to the shore.

　　 There is no difficulty for Lorraine.

　　 After a while, the bow of the Beauty slammed into the embankment, Pierce loosened the anchor plate, and the bright iron anchor sank to the bottom of the water.

　　 "Henna stay on the boat, Pierce, go to the stern cabin and pick a set of fine porcelain, and visit the local gentleman with me."

　　 Lorraine tied the bow sail and slapped off the board.

　　 He smiled and greeted the precise pilot with the flag. With a flick of his finger, a silver shilling flew up.

　　 "Nice chess language, sir."

　　 The pilot reached out his hand to take the shilling, smiled and opened his pocket: "Nice sailing, sir."

　　 Everyone carried the sedan chair. With this compliment, the next handshake became a matter of course.

　　 "Sir, it's the first time we come to Elgin to do business. Is there anything we should pay attention to?"

　　 The pilot frowned and thought for a while.

　　 "First of all, you have to respect the living habits of the Scots and be familiar with and abide by the laws of Scotland. Although this is a black port, it is an orderly black port."

　　 Lorraine shrugged: "Don't I need to visit the management committee?"

"This is another matter." The pilot chuckled. "If you want the law of the black port to protect you and your crew, you must get the approval of the management committee before trading. Of course, this is mainly for the purpose of Obtain a tax license, which is used for tax filing at the Port Authority."

　　 "The black port where I need to file a tax...Where should I get a tax license?"

　　 "No. 17, Fanhua Street. This is the office of the management committee. The management committee of Black Harbor has three gentlemen taking turns. This month it is Mr. Carl Pidic."

　　 "Thank you very much for your suggestion." Lorraine waved his hand and gave a gentleman's salute. Seeing Pierce disembarking with a beautiful small box, he offered another shilling, "Does Mr. Piddick like porcelain?"

　　 "On the British Isles, who doesn't like porcelain?"

　　...

　　17 Fanhua Street.

　　 Saying goodbye to the enthusiastic pilot, Lorraine knocked on the door with Pierce, and was successfully led to the second floor by the brunette secretary, and met Mr. Pidic from the management committee.

　　Pidick is a standard Celtic with a round red nose and thick blonde hair.

　　 His blonde hair is heavily greased, gleaming, and fits smoothly, and he puts a pure white curly wig on his head, adding a bit of serious bureaucratic color.

　　 With a set of tea sets and the noble blood of the Drake family, Lorraine got the qualification to sit on the sofa when they met for the first time.

　　 Now that exquisite tea set from the East is placed on the coffee table between the two, Pidick looked at the azure tea cup and couldn't put it down.

Lorraine smiled and said: "The azure color glaze comes from the peculiar porcelain firing process of the Eastern Qing Dynasty, the full name is copper tire cloisonné enamel. This process originated in the Zhou Dynasty for more than two thousand years, and reached it during the Jingtai period of the Ming Dynasty. Peak, so it is also called cloisonne."

　　 "Stunned baby..." Mr. Piddick smashed his mouth, pondering the pronunciation of this mouthful, "Mysterious Eastern country, little learned Mr. Drake."

　　 He carefully put the tea cup back into the wooden box and closed the lid with a snap.

　　 "Mr. Drake, are you really from Devon?"

"A disdainful descendant who has been expelled from the house, this status is not worthy of impostor." Lorraine raised his legs and changed to a more comfortable sitting position. "Sir, I brought some spices and East Indian pewter, hoping to be able to Obtained long-term business qualifications in Elgin."

　　 "Spices...and pewter?" Mr. Pidick looked different, "You seem to be young, but you have already opened the route to the east?"

　　 Lorraine laughed and waved his hand: "You misunderstood. Spices and pewter are the trophies of an unforgettable experience. I am just a fledgling businessman. Although I will go to the East sooner or later, but not now."

　　 "I see your shining points again, courage, self-confidence and honesty."

"You flatter me."

　　 After some greetings, Mr. Piddick adjusted his sitting posture, resting his hands on his knees and sitting straight.

　　 Lorraine also sits upright at the right time, and looks at each other calmly with Mr. Pidic.

　　 Now even Pierce knows that the topic is about to begin.

　　 Mr. Piddick cleared his throat and called the secretary softly, asking her to carefully put away the horror, and take a blank tax stamp and a VIP invitation letter.

　　 The secretary glanced at the young Lorraine in surprise, but ran back and forth in accordance with Mr. Pidic’s request.

　　 The two letters were quickly placed in front of Lorraine, both of which were rolled parchment, cut squarely, with beautiful swashes engraved on them.

　　 Mr. Piddick asked Lorraine’s full name, first write it with a quill pen on the tax plate, sign the name, cover it with fire paint, and then carefully paste the ribbon flower while the fire paint is still wet.

　　He solemnly handed the tax plate to Lorraine: "Mr. Drake, Ergenshavn welcomes such an honest, courageous, confident, knowledgeable and generous blood as you."

　　 "With the tax license, you will enjoy the protection of Scottish law and be supervised by the gentleman of Ergen."

　　 "You can buy and sell normally in Ergen, purchase properties, make reservations, the tax rate for each transaction is 20%, and the purchase and sale are settled separately."

　　Buy and sell are settled separately, which means that for each transaction, the black port will draw a total of 40% of the transaction volume. This is the world of black market merchants.

　　 The rake was too high, but after experiencing Cherbourg, Lorraine felt it was worth the money, so he stretched out his hands and accepted it solemnly.

　　 "Thanks to Mr. Piddick for his trust and guidance. I hope that our friendship will be as long as the bagpipes of Scotland and will never end."

　　 "This is also my hope."

　　 The qualification to enter the port was acquired. Lorraine rolled up the tax card and handed it to Pierce. UU Read www.uukanshu.com curiously looked at another paper on the table.

　　 "Mr. Pidic, this is..."

　　 Mr. Piddick resumed his relaxed posture and said with a smile: "You are already a resident businessman in the port. I must tell you about Ergen's trading rules."

　　 "Including Ergen, most of the black ports in Northwest Europe do not support private transactions. Generally speaking, we have two trading methods."

He stretched out **** and bent one of them again: "The first is an exchange. You must have your own property, registered with the Port Authority and subject to accounting review. Every transaction of yours must be accounted for. The Port Authority collects commercial tax every three months, and still refunds your contribution to the black port."

　　 "Generally speaking, if your trade volume exceeds 5,000 pounds in half a year, the tax refund is 5%, if it exceeds 10,000 pounds, 10%, and the highest is 50%."

　　 Lorraine mentally calculated that if the trade volume reached 50,000 pounds, he only had to bear 10% of the tax on the transaction, of course, the withdrawal first and then the refund.

　　 He nodded: "What about the second one?"

　　 "The second type is for travellers who do not have an exchange. Just like you, Black Port has an auction every fifteen days. Taxes are collected on site and no tax refunds are calculated. However, the venue itself does not draw additional commissions."

　　 Lorraine looked at Mr. Piddick with interest: "This is the invitation letter for the auction?"

　　 "The auction does not require an invitation letter." Pidick smiled and corrected it, "This is the VIP invitation letter for the auction."

　　 "VIP?"

"The VIPs of the Management Committee who have their own private rooms have a quieter environment and more spacious seats. Even the legitimate transaction tax only requires 15% of the purchase price." Mr. Piddick smiled and handed the invitation letter to Lorraine, "Little Dray Mr. K, this is a gift for being a friend, I hope you like it."