Reborn As a Pirate

v2 Chapter 382: Blowhard

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A humble Brigentine boat slowly swayed into the port of Mombasa with clear waves.

She looks like an old boat. Although every part seems to be very new when viewed separately, there are obvious chromatic aberrations in the hull, not to mention the colorful canvases of the same texture.

The owner of the ship is obviously a pragmatist with relatively ample hands. He pays attention to the maintenance of the ship's condition and is willing to replace the parts after a while.

But he should also have the identity of a traveler, because the parts of the same boathouse rarely change in processing methods, and the finished products processed will not appear so different in any way.

It stands to reason that such people are the most generous...

As the bow touched the shore, the pilot hurried up with the most enthusiastic smile, waiting for the plank road before the ship board was put down.

A man and a woman came off the boat. The man was a handsome gentleman, who seemed to be of Western European ancestry, but the pilot was the most knowledgeable and well aware of the race of people on the Iberian Peninsula. It’s not surprising that you can judge your birthplace based on your appearance. Instead, only those ancient nobles with a long history.

Nobles are stingy. This is not a noble. This is the second good news today.

As for women...

The woman is definitely not a peninsula, not even a European.

Her yellow skin is white and translucent, which is completely different from the low and dull burnt yellow skin of the Indians in the New World.

Her petite physique is elegant and exquisite, and the bag is in a silk long skirt that tightens the curve. It is not protruding or warped, but her slender waist like a willow can easily capture all the sights on the dock.

The pilot even felt that the noisy dock was quiet the moment the woman disembarked.

He would not know that what attracted Xiao Sanmei was actually the unique rhyme of the East in this era.

Civilized and barbaric, open and conservative, woven into silk and satin like warp and latitude, cut into battle and deliberately simplified embellishment of the flag, and matched with Xiao Sanmei’s special look that can be appreciated by both the East and the West, because they acted separately from Pierce. And the foul-smelly cold face set off this charm to be particularly thrilling.

The pilot quietly moved his eyes away, trying to refocus his attention on the gentleman.

He is fighting against his black slave.

"Hashem, thoroughly check the lights on the ship, and then take care of the sailors to clean the cabin inside and out. We signed the contract for those lazy things, but they didn't do waxing every day at sea! If this kind of carelessness hurts my darling, tell them that dismissal is light, and these savages don't want to take a copper plate from my hand!"

"Yes, sir." Hashim lowered his head and tried his best to express obedience and restraint. "When this is done, I will take care of your baby as usual. Until you come back, no one will There is a chance to board the ship."

"Take care of the ships?" The gentleman heard some superb joke, flipped his hand to remove the whip from his waist and drew it at Hashim's feet. "You are also a bitch! This is Mombasa, the land where our Portuguese authority shines. My baby will be safe here, you just have to worry about my breakfast tomorrow! Tomorrow morning, if I can’t get the crispy egg tarts on time, I will make your mind into egg tarts!"

"But I don't know which hotel you will stay in..."

"Of course it is the best!" the gentleman roared hysterically, "take my wine and get off the boat, go to the best hotel, find the best room, I will definitely be there."

"Yes, sir..."

Severely taught the slave who wanted to stealthily **** and play slippery, the gentleman turned around refreshedly, rolled his whip, and strolled down.

The pilot looked dumbfounded and forgot to react to the gentleman's approach.

When he woke up, the gentleman had already got off the boat, only three to five meters away from him. He gave a violent beating, thinking that a curse was inevitable.

Who knows... Ding!

The unique clear sound of the brittle gold, with a special aftertaste of tremors in the wind, dragged him out of fear for half of his life.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand and bent over, dangerous and dangerous, and clamped the gold coin just before it fell to the ground, using only **** to clamp it.

"Good reception, sir!" the gentleman cheered.

The pilot quickly picked up the gold coin with both hands, bowed his head and bowed: "Sir, you...your gold coin."

"This is your tip, sir."

"Port... The Port Authority stipulates that pilots are not allowed to charge tips, sir."

"Refusal of tips?" The gentleman reacted for a long time, and he was shocked, "Sir, how long have you been in this business?"

"Nine months, sir."

"It seems that you need to reach out to your customers more, chat with them, and listen to their voices."

"Please understand the hardships of a civilized man working outside. On the sea, the boat is an isolated island. There is no civilized Portuguese on this island. It is all the perverts from France, the farmers from Spain, and the desperadoes on the British Isles. A man!"

"I must turn myself into a wild wolf. If I am not fierce enough, and those cheap bones have already swallowed me alive, how could it be possible to come to this beautiful port of Mombasa from Makao thousands of miles?"

"You are from Macao?" The young pilot was immediately attracted attention, "Macao is the one in the East..."

"Beautiful salt-bath, a milestone of civilization. The Portuguese were the first powerful people in the white world to conquer the Eastern Qing Dynasty. Only Portugal can let that powerful empire, which is larger than the entire Europe, willingly surrender its own land! "

"Uh...perhaps, isn't it? But I seem to have heard that we are only allowed to live in the southern part of the bay..."

"It's to own the south!" The gentleman spoke in a heavy Beja dialect that was a little unintelligible, and repeatedly emphasized with a fanatical look and body, "We have our own governor, we have our own territory, and we worship God in the church. , To convene courts in accordance with Portuguese law... When have guests been treated like this? We are the masters there!"

"Yes, yes, yes, yes."

Pilots are most afraid of dealing with such fanatics. They are moody and willing to kill people. Even if they make the biggest mistake, they will confidently say that they have done God's will.

So he quickly turned away from the subject.

"Sir, is this beautiful lady by your side..."

"She is Xiao. I saved the life of Governor Ma Kao Dongfang during a hunt. Xiao is a gift from him, my bodyguard."

"Such a beautiful and delicate lady... bodyguard?"

The gentleman immediately laughed lustfully: "24-hour protection is the real protection. But unless you are willing to fencing, only Qing women and Japanese women are capable of this in this world. Either go to Macau or Nagasaki to find , Otherwise, even if you go through the slave market all over the world, you will never get what you want!"

The pilot was envious.

This time it was not perfunctory envy, but true envy. He praised from the bottom of his heart: "You are so lucky and brave to save the life of Governor Macao Dongfang. I heard that they took at least 500 people when they went out."

"The legend is true!" The gentleman tinkled another gold coin and dropped it precisely on the pilot's open skirt. "They are powerful and they are followed by a large army when they go out, but that time he provokes the sea dragon, that kind of huge image. An octopus-like beast can only use a cannon to shut him up, so his guards were powerless, relying on my tripod to help, and this managed to get away with his life."

"Wow……"

"My adventure story can't be finished for three days and three nights, you can come and listen to me at any time. Now boy, tell me where is the best hotel in town?"

Looking at the two gold coins, the pilot used his brains to think desperately, "Of course the best hotel belongs to the Gondor Chamber of Commerce. Their black gold hotel is on the west side of the dock area. It is an independent small castle by the sea. It is not only luxurious, And sturdy."

"There are...huh? Interesting projects?"

"interesting?"

"A real Portuguese woman~lightnovelpub.net~ Be passionate, be loud! Money is not a problem, saving the Eastern Admiral brings me more than just a female bodyguard that even the king would envy, but also a lifetime gold!"

The pilot looked at the gentleman like a monster: "If you want the best prostitute, she runs a drugstore in town..."

"Is it a Portuguese? It's been more than a year, and in my heart, only a Portuguese woman can be called a perfect woman."

"Portuguese prostitute... There is a ready-to-wear store to the south of the City Hall Garden. The closest hotel there is the City Hall Park Hotel. Although it is not bad, it is far inferior to the black gold of the Gondor Chamber of Commerce."

"I think I can book a room in both places." The gentleman laughed, and raised his hand to pop out the third gold coin. "My name is Minsi Hausen, remember me, young man. By the way, please tell the sordid fellow on the ship. Nigger, don't forget my egg tart, that is the only value God allows him to live!"

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