Chapter 1944 Horn of Plenty (Part 1)

  Even though Rouen is not a harbour, many sailors have gathered. On the other side of the old market square, there is a hotel called "lacorned’abondance", and joyous singing can be heard from inside.

  Thereoncewasashipthatputtosea, once a ship went to sea,

  AndthenameofthatshipwastheBillyo\'Tea, the name of this ship is Billyo\'Tea,

  Thewindsblewup, herbowdippeddown, as the wind blows, she sets sail,

  Blowmybullyboysblow(Huh!), blow, blow hard,

  SoonmaytheWellermancome, soon, the "teapot number" is coming,

  Tobringussugarandteaandrum, bring us sugar, tea and rum,

  Onedaywhenthetonguin\'isdone, when the captured whale is processed,

  We\'ll take our leave and go, let’s go, let’s start again,

  Shehad not been two weeks from shore, she was less than two weeks away from the coast,

  Whendownonherarightwhalebore, there happened to be a whale burrowing under her,

  Thecaptain called all hands and swore, the captain swears to all crew members,

  He\'dtakethatwhaleintow(Huh!), he will catch the whale ashore,

  SoonmaytheWellermancome, soon, the "teapot number" is coming,

  Tobringussugarandteaandrum, bring us sugar, tea and rum,

  Onedaywhenthetonguin\'isdone, when the captured whale is processed,

  We\'ll take our leave and go, let’s go, let’s start again,

  Beforethatboathadhitthewater, the surging waves beat the hull of the boat,

  Thewhale\'stailcameupandcaughther, the crew caught the whale’s tail,

  Allhandstotheside, harpoonedandfoughther, all the crew went to the side of the ship, holding a harpoon to fight with her,

  Whenshediveddownbelow(Huh!), the whale dived deep into the sea,

  SoonmaytheWellermancome, soon, the "teapot number" is coming,

  Tobringussugarandteaandrum, bring us sugar, tea and rum,

  Onedaywhenthetonguin\'isdone, when the captured whale is processed,

  We\'ll take our leave and go, let’s go, let’s start again,

  Nolinewascut, nowhalewasfreed, the rope will not break, the whale will not be released,

  TheCaptain\'smindwasnotongreed, the captain’s mind is not greedy,

  Buthebelongedtothewhaleman\'screed, but he has a belief that belongs to whalers,

  Shetookthatshipintow(Huh!), she drags the boat forward,

  SoonmaytheWellermancome, soon, the "teapot number" is coming,

  Tobringussugarandteaandrum, bring us sugar, tea and rum,

  Onedaywhenthetonguin\'isdone, when the captured whale is processed,

  We\'ll take our leave and go, let’s go, let’s start again,

  Forfortydays, orevenmore, after forty days, not even forty days,

  Thelinewentslack,thentightoncemore, the rope tied to the whale is tight and loose,

  Allboatswerelost, theyereonlyfour, we only have four boats left, and the other boats are missing,

  Butstillthatwhaledidgo, but the whale is still there,

  SoonmaytheWellermancome, soon, the "teapot number" is coming,

  Tobringussugarandteaandrum, bring us sugar, tea and rum,

  Onedaywhenthetonguin\'isdone, when the captured whale is processed,

  We\'ll take our leave and go, let’s go, let’s start again,

  AsfarasI\'veheard, thefight\'sstillon, as far as I know, the battle is still in progress,

  Theline\'snotcutandthewhale\'snotgone, the rope has not been cut, the whale has not left yet,

  TheWellermanmakeshisaregularcall, the "teapot number" keeps humming,

  ToencouragetheCaptain, crevandall, encouraging the captain, crew and everything,

  SoonmaytheWellermancome, soon, the "teapot number" is coming,

  Tobringussugarandteaandrum, bring us sugar, tea and rum,

  Onedaywhenthetonguin\'isdone, when the captured whale is processed,

  We\'ll take our leave and go, let’s go, let’s start again,

  SoonmaytheWellermancome, soon, the "teapot number" is coming,

  Tobringussugarandteaandrum, bring us sugar, tea and rum,

  Onedaywhenthetonguin\'isdone, when the captured whale is processed,

  We\'ll take our leave and go, let’s go, let’s start again.

  The place covered by the singing is the place where the sailors move. She saw someone tattooing, not small tattoos such as butterflies and stars, but the entire arm.

  If you are inland, a tattooed person is usually not considered a conformist, but there are sailors everywhere, so no one thinks it strange.

  It was like being enchanted. Georgiana lost the ability to think, and she was surrounded by the crowd and walked into a shop where there was the fabric she needed—the tulle that was so transparent that it didn’t exist.

  This kind of cloth is used to wear on her body and she can't accept it anyway when going out, but it is good to use it as a veil.

  There are many colors of window screens. She asked the boss to cut a piece, and then she found gold leaf, cut the gold leaf into a suitable shape, and affixed it to the veil by bronzing.

  Then she chose a golden tassel, sewed it on a dark blue veil like night, and put it on her face.

   "How is it?" she asked the others.

  For a moment, it seemed that everyone had lost the ability to think, and they all stared at her in a daze.

   "Good-looking." A female boss said in a trance.

   "We have one each." Georgianna said to the female families, "You don't need to wear a mask at night if you wear it."

  "Go and call the tailor out." The female bosses ordered. Soon these professionals came. Their craftsmanship was much better than that of Georgianna. When the gold leaf was cut, the female customers also suggested their favorite patterns.

  This kind of veil is still too light and does not drape. Georgiana found some small crystals from the crystal shop next door and attached them to the veil. This "handkerchief" is even more luxurious.

  The women exclaimed, rushing to discuss how to make it look better, or to be more satisfied with it.

  Facts have proved that women all over the world are almost the same, and they all like to chat while doing handicrafts, whether it is these rich female bosses in Rouen, or women in the countryside sitting on a bench outside while basking in the sun while knitting wool.

  Three women can start a Trojan war. With so many women talking together, the tailor looks crazy and doesn't know who to listen to.

  She looked at her "masterpiece" triumphantly, and Figel called her shortly afterwards.

   "Madam, someone is looking for you."

"Who?"

  Figel did not answer, and led her out, and a carriage was parked on the street.

  The streets of Rouen are probably a thousand years old. The rut left clear marks on the floor tiles, and the carriage stopped on the rut.

  She looked at this ordinary carriage and was sure she did not recognize it. She was about to ask what happened to Figer. The door opened and a hand stretched out and caught her in the carriage.

  He caught the hand where she hid the magic wand, and she regretted not putting the "bread knife" on.

   Soon she could smell the cologne, so she gave up struggling, and a kiss was printed on her lips.

  He held her tightly, and after a long time he let it go, their gasps echoed in the carriage.

   "Why don't you reply to my letter?" He whispered in her ear.

  "Didn't you blame me for not replying to you?" she said helplessly.

   Appeared on the street where so many British sailors appeared, is he not afraid of death?

  He started kissing her neck, the wet feeling reminded her of the dog's wet nose.

   "You shouldn't be distracted."

  He completely ignored what she said and concentrated on creating a storm on her.

  She leaned back in a daze, and her sight changed from the street to the roof of the car, and then to the sky outside the car window and the roofs of the medieval houses on both sides of the street.

  She didn't react at first, but later she noticed something abnormal.

  The church in Rouen is Gothic, just like Notre Dame, it’s not surprising that there are drippers.

  There are many gorgeous buildings in the old town of this city, and it’s not surprising that there are dripping beasts.

  But how can there be a dripper in this ordinary wooden dwelling?

   It may be that she noticed her sight, and the "dripping beast" that was parked on the eaves actually flew away.

  She desperately pushed the guy away from her.

  He was very upset. Any man who was interrupted would have such a ferocious expression, but Georgiana ignored him.

  She just sorted it out briefly, pushed the door open and got out of the car, looking up at the direction the "dripping beast" was going away. It flew too far, not only beyond the range of her magical attack, but also almost beyond the range of her vision, looking like a crow flying away.

  "What did you find?" Figl also looked at the sky with her.

  "Have you brought your binoculars?" She reached out to the person in the carriage.

  He handed her his binoculars.

  Georgiana looked through the binoculars. She was sure that it was definitely not a crow, but it also flew into the cloud and couldn't see what animal it was.

   "What is it?" The man in the carriage regained his dignity and said in a low voice.

   "Some kind of monster." Georgiana put down the binoculars and sighed, "I hope it's just passing by."

  (End of this chapter)