Reborn As a Pirate

　　 The protagonist who knocked off the sailor's front teeth with "Empty Man" was quickly tied to Lorraine by Wuhuada.

　　 He is a handsome yellow man with black hair and brown eyes. He is only one meter and seven meters tall, but his limbs are well-proportioned and his fingers are slender.

　　 He is wearing a blue and white striped undershirt, loose black cotton trousers, the belt is bright and tasteless red, and the headscarf is the most tasteful red.

　　 Lorraine is a little uncertain of which country he is from.

　　According to time calculations, the Qing Dynasty is now shutting down the country, and the trend of studying abroad in later generations is far from flourishing.

　　 What's more, his hair is only shoulder-length, and it is loosened and tied under the headscarf. It looks lazy and thick. It has neither shaved hair nor the money rat shape that is tied into the symbol of the Qing Dynasty.

　　His French is also very good. Although English is a bit awkward, his pronunciation is more like a Parisian accent.

　　Is it possible...is the overseas Chinese from the East India colony?

　　 Lorraine said with a cold face: "Name."

　　 "Wang Ye."

"gender."

　　 Wang also rolled his eyes helplessly: "Mr. Captain, do you think I look like a woman?"

　　A rebellious fellow soul...

　　 Lorraine shrugged and said to the sailor: "Throw the sea mile, don't waste the boat."

　　The sailors eagerly embraced.

　　 Wang also turned pale with fright, pulling his neck and hissing loudly: "Man! Man! I am a man! If you don't believe me, you can take off your pants!"

　　 "It's so good earlier." Lorraine sighed before turning to the question he was concerned about, "Nationality, sir."

　　 "The Qing Dynasty." The king was righteous, "The mysterious eastern country, in the easternmost part of the Asian continent, there are porcelain, silk, tea..."

"There are also dirty pigtails like money rat." Lorraine waved his hand and interrupted him. "Mr. Wang, I don't know nothing about Qing. You ask all men to have pigtails. It seems that there is a national policy, what is called...stay. Do you want to keep your hair out?"

　　 "You actually speak Chinese?"

"This has nothing to do with you." Lorraine chuckled, stood up, and looked at Wang Ye from a condescending manner, "Mr. Wang, you said that you are from the Qing country, but you don't have the braid that best proves your identity on your head. You said I was the letter. You still don't believe you?"

　　 "I have been wandering in Europe for nine years. In our words, I am a student studying abroad..."

　　 Wang also began to tell his life.

　　 Both his parents died and he was abandoned deep in the mountains. He was adopted by a Taoist priest and he grew up to ten years old in Taoism.

When 　　 was ten years old, most of the brothers in the temple starved to death in the famine in Jiangxi. When their master also starved to death, a group of children left the ruined Taoist temple and begged all the way to Guangdong.

　　 It was in 1768, when he was the governor of Guangdong Zhongyin.

　　 There was a French businessman named Lawrence who wanted to open up the trade line of the Qing country, so he scanned the rules of the Qing country in the mouth of his colleagues, and turned his head to launch a silver bullet offensive against the governor.

　　 He won Zhong Yin's favor smoothly.

　　 It's just that the Qing Dynasty strictly controls trade licenses. Obviously, bribery cannot be used as a reason for issuing licenses. To achieve the goal smoothly, Lawrence also needs to make contributions to people.

　　 Zhongyin means to let Lawrence pick a small town, build bridges and pave the way, gather good destiny, and then be recommended by the squire, and then serve the people three times, so he can deliver the thin permit.

　　The problem is that Lawrence doesn't understand.

　　 The rustic French gentleman thought and thought and thought and thought, and finally told Zhong Yin that he was going to sponsor twelve Qing youths to study in Paris to study mathematics, art, music and philosophy, and to unlock the wisdom of the people!

　　 God code opens Minzhi!

　　 If it weren't for the collection of too much money from Lawrence, Zhong Yin would have liked to capture the foreign devil on the spot and send it to Beijing for the canonical punishment of the Ming Dynasty.

　　 So he cares, the good show kicks off.

　　 Zhongyin used the cleaning up of the Guangdong city as an excuse to catch the wandering young beggars on the street, clean them, and send them to the squire's mansion, and then enthusiastically introduced Lawrence to the squires.

　　 Lawrence used the lips of a translator to persuade the squires to hand over the aspiring children of the clan, that is, these carefully packaged little beggars, satisfying his noble wish to unlock the wisdom of the East.

　　 Wang was sent to a strange Europe in this way. It was 1769 when he was 11 years old.

When he first came to Europe, Lawrence did his best to not only send them to the famous Parisian mission school for three years of adaptive learning, but also enthusiastically provided them with an interpreter to help them through the most difficult language stage. .

　　 Three years later, when the school children saw Lawrence again, most of them could already speak fluent French.

　　 Lawrence hosted a grand special banquet for them and told them excitedly that the admission procedures for the University of Paris have been completed for them. As long as they choose a major, they will soon be able to enroll for further studies.

　　 The school children were grateful and told him excitedly that he had been cheated.

　　 Overnight, Wang was also swept out, from a link connecting Eastern and Western civilizations to a Parisian tramp with a peculiar Eastern face.

　　 He has no money and no home. He was wandering on the Champs Elysées alone when he accidentally saw an admission notice for the chef school.

　　 Package food, package housing, learn first, pay later.

He passed the interview smoothly. He studied there for a whole year with a faceless face. He owed seventeen pounds to the school. Before leaving, he took away three pounds worth of food and tools. He fled to the Netherlands as a wanted criminal and started on a boat. The ship toss and turns sailing on the sea, and I hope that one day, I can go back to my hometown with the ship...

　　The story...that's roughly it.

　　 Lorraine looked at Wang Ye with a hippie smile, his eyes were not eyes, his nose was not his nose.

　　 "So, the reason why you don't want to disembark is..."

Wang also opened his hands: "Dear Mr. Captain, my wanted warrant in France is still valid. If you float back to the shore from this position, you will have to go to jail as soon as you get ashore. I have inquired that twenty pounds is enough. They kept me for 20 years, which is not in line with my life plan for myself."

　　 "Then you are planning to..."

　　 "Do you lack a cook on your boat? I am proficient in all Eastern and Western cuisines, and the craftsmanship will never disappoint you."

　　 "Cook?"

"Yes~www.wuxiamtl.com~ You can try my craft first. Foie gras, snails, salad, or black pudding, English shortbread and omelette, which are beloved by the English, as long as you can tell. ..."

　　 "Buddha jumps over the wall." Lorraine slowly said three characters in pure Chinese.

　　 "What to jump?"

　　 "If you can't do it, Dongpo meat, crock pot stuffed chicken, squirrel bass, dried bamboo shoots and old duck?"

　　 "Uh... Mr. Captain, you are actually a nobleman of the Eight Banners, right? Is it because of excessive blood loss that the skin looks pale?"

　　 "It seems you can't do it."

　　 Lorraine ignored Wang Ye's words, and whispered Pierce over and asked about the existing ingredients on the Pansy.

After a while, he raised his head: "I have butter, lettuce, and a small amount of onions and garlic on my boat. You have fifteen minutes to make me a garlic lettuce. If you can, you'd better cut it again. Come here with a pair of chopsticks."

　　 "Is this an official interview?"

　　 "If you like to call it that way... Yes, this is an interview, and it will determine your stay."

　　 Ten minutes later, Lorraine ate the first bite of Chinese stir-fry that changed its taste in this life. It was fresh, salty, fragrant, and greasy without losing its rawness and crispness. It was completely different from Western cooking.

　　 Wang Ye’s craftsmanship is far from as good as he claims, but at least above the level, and more importantly, he proved that he can really cook Chinese food.

　　 It seems...that's enough.

　　 Lorraine pushed aside the plate, stood up and wiped his mouth gently.

"Mr. Chef Wang Ye, congratulations, you are accepted." He stretched out his hand to Wang Ye, smiled and said, "Introduce myself, I am your future captain and employer. My name is Lorraine and Lorraine Yana. Sun Drake."