Reborn As a Pirate

　　 This is the smell of the sea...

　　 After half a year, Lorraine returned to Plymouth again.

　　 This is one of the most famous ports in England, Europe, and even the world. It belongs to the great Royal Navy.

　　The powerful Strait Fleet is stationed here. The glorious predecessor of the Royal British Naval School, the alma mater of Lorraine, and the Plymouth School open classes here.

　　 Devonport is the core of Plymouth.

　　The world’s top Devonport dock is erected next to the red lighthouse. The best shipbuilders are in it, working day and night to build moving and powerful sailing warships for the Royal Navy.

　　 There are also long lines, anchored docks like floating islands on the sea. The huge warships flying the Pozi flag sail from here to the ocean, and the bright sailors sing on the deck.

　　 Maybe it’s because Devonport’s reputation is so prominent that people often forget that there is a long string of pearl-like civilian ports along the calm Plymouth Bay.

　　 They are also part of Plymouth, and even for a long time, they have been the first choice for English people to set sail and return home.

　　 Soto Port is such a civilian port.

　　Like most civilian ports, here is chaotic, free, and all kinds of houses are built at will. Behind the bright and tidy wharf, there are countless dirty dark lanes, dedicated to hide dirt.

　　In the meantime, you can see devout priests, public adventurers, hardworking farmers, coquettish prostitutes, liars, brokers, lawyers, craftsmen, and bankrupt craftsmen.

　　Of course, the most common people here are the sweaty dockworkers, the drunken sailors and the true spiritual symbol of England, the greedy, fearless and cunning maritime merchants.

　　 Coming out of Tavistock, Lorraine exchanged all his money for a carriage ticket in Soto Harbor, carrying his torn skin, and all the way to a **** shop named [People Have Three Urgents].

　　 Before slamming Shaq's arrogance under his feet, he first had to get a good meal.

　　 Across the tall counter that can almost reach the tip of the chin, the honest black clerk is pricing Lorraine's most valuable things with a certain extremely professional attitude.

　　 "One pocket watch, move the needle..." Brother Black glanced at the clock in the store, "It's a mess, basically can't be treated as a clock."

　　 Lorraine shrugged.

　　 The miniaturization of watches and clocks is a new trend that has only appeared in recent years, and precise needle movement is a fantasy. More often, pocket watches are still regarded as a luxurious accessory, a symbol of aristocratic status.

　　 Seeing that Lorraine had no objection, Brother Black closed the watch cover, took a single-tube jewellery mirror, and tapped it into his eye socket.

　　 "Hmm... an emerald, about two carats, can be cut to 80 points, but the color is a little different. The dial is silver, there are scratches, many scratches, and dirt..."

　　 He frowned and pulled out the jewelry mirror, and looked at Lorraine solemnly.

　　 "Sir, can we be more careful next time we rob? Jewelry is delicate white women. For a gentleman, you shouldn't step on their faces with boots."

　　 "If I'm going to rob." Lorraine bit if he was particularly hard, "I will respect your opinion."

　　 Black brother is a bit regretful, because Lorraine is very cunning and does not want to admit that the pocket watch is dirty, which makes him one less legitimate reason for lowering the price.

　　 He wrapped his pocket watch in black velvet and picked up the table full of identification tools.

　　 "Sir, a pocket watch is broken with a needle. It is 30% new. Our shop is willing to make a price of eightpence."

"How many?"

　　 "Eight pennies." He compared a six with his black palm and confidently said, "I dare say this is the highest asking price in the port area. Everyone knows the host's generosity."

　　 "It's only eight pence..." Lorraine frowned, "Return the pocket watch to me."

　　 Black brother's face changed slightly, and he subconsciously pulled the black velvet beside him.

　　 "Sir, I use the owner's credit to guarantee that you won't find a shop with a higher price than ours even if you are looking for Soto Port. Why waste your time?"

"real?"

　　Although Lorraine grew up with a golden spoon in this life, he did not have the opportunity to manage his livelihood, but the previous life...

　　 His small movements aroused Lorraine's alertness.

　　 With a slap, Lorraine slapped the sword on his waist on the counter and smiled and asked, "Do you know it?"

　　 Black brother could not help but swallowed: "This is the royal..."

　　 "The Lieutenant Commander of the Royal Navy commands the sword."

　　 Lorraine said in one word, drew his sword slowly, and unscrupulously showed its sharp edge in front of the black buddies.

"It belongs to the same person as the pocket watch. Ten years ago, the man killed a French baron with this sword in a ferry, captured a Tier 4 ship, and stepped on the pocket watch in your hand. Therefore, he got Promoted."

　　 "The scratches on the pocket watch were left over from that battle, and the pattern on the back of the pocket watch is the family crest of the Baron family. It is recorded on page 162 of The Heraldry of Nobility. You should check it out."

　　 Lorraine paused, lifted his eyelids and scanned Brother Black's face, "Do you know why they fell into my hands?"

　　 Black brother's black and white eye sockets are a bit congested.

He suddenly reacted. The young man in front of him, although his black hair and brown pupils were not aristocratic, and his shabby clothes looked like a tramp, but his words and deeds, sitting, lying and walking, all showed good upbringing. With a strong and rigid military temperament...

　　 A well-educated teenager who has joined the army... Such a person can only have one identity...

　　 Lorraine smiled and pressed the sword to his heart.

　　 "Did you know? According to English law, if I stabbed my sword, I would probably be sentenced to six to eight shillings for accidentally damaging national property."

　　 "I believe the value of this pocket watch will be slightly higher than this price, and after the payment, the remaining amount is still far more than eight pence."

　　 Lorraine's sword tip shifted, provoke the famous brand on Brother Black's chest.

　　 "Mr. Friday... I didn't expect that your host is still a fan of Mr. Defoe... Mr. Friday, do you think I should poke it down?"

"Thirteen shillings and sixpence!" Friday was dark and said quickly, "The master has gone to Spain, and he only authorized me so much. One penny more, he will kill me when he comes back, and he doesn't need to ask anyone People pay compensation!"

　　 "Although it's still a bit missing..." Lorraine sighed regretfully, retracted the sword and scabbed it, "But, it's a deal."

　　...

　　 "Which ship needs seafarers..."

　　The pier of Soto Port is full of ships, all kinds of ships.

There are the Kirk type, which is the most common in offshore merchant ships, the small single-masted Srup type, and occasionally the SNaku type with more masts. It is uniquely not seen in the current mainstream of the navy, and it is most suitable for ocean navigation. Galenic three-masted sailing ship.

　　 This was not unexpected by Lorraine.

　　 Soto Port is a gathering place for small merchants, and the main business is offshore trade.

　　 For the Strait of Dover with small waves and calm waves, the old sailboats are cheaper and have no obvious disadvantages in cargo capacity and ship speed. They are the best choice for these offshore merchants.

　　 Lorraine originally planned to start from here, accumulating funds while observing the trading skills of contemporary maritime merchants, but things did not go as smoothly as he thought.

　　 People coming and going in the port, UU reading www.uukanshu. com needs dockers and sailors on almost every ship, but there is rarely a demand for seafarers.

　　 Even if there are a few occasions, after seeing Lorraine's age and dress, they are unwilling to give him an interview.

　　In the concept of merchants, outstanding sailors like seafarers can only stand out from the senior sailors. They are not only the craftsmanship on the ship, but also the foremen of the sailors and the assistants of the captain.

　　 The marine school students who have received systematic teaching are of course exceptions.

　　 The problem is that although Lorraine had been a top student in the sea school, he dropped out of school halfway through without proof. Now that he has a red mouth and white teeth, it is really impossible for strangers to believe that this is an excessively excellent resume.

　　 was rejected four times in a row. The somewhat discouraged Lorraine dragged his legs to the central square, looked at the carefree pigeons, and sighed and took out the black bread he had just bought.

　　 The brown bread has a rough texture, but the price is cheap. You can buy a dictionary size for two pennies, which is enough to eat a large piece for a week.

　　 And it is very dry, easy to preserve, and it is also one of the most suitable staple food for sailing.

　　 Lorraine breaks a small piece, eat a little by yourself, crush it and spill it out, let the pigeons eat a little too.

　　 The pigeons gathered quickly, huddled together around his bench, and murmured, making people unable to concentrate on self-pity.

　　 Lorraine muttered to himself: "What are you talking about to get it by yourself? I can't even get on the boat right now, so how can I get it?"

　　 He laughed at himself, put the bread away and stood up, ready to make persistent efforts. Suddenly, he saw a lot of people gathered at the fountain, just like a lot of pigeons gathering beside him.

　　 There was a voice among the crowd.

　　 "A...The Attis Chamber of Commerce recruits senior seafarers who can sail, and welcomes those who are interested in business to join in! I have a ship! A big ship!"