Pirate Gou to the General

"No way, running some small business is still the same."

Ouji waved his hands, but his chest puffed up, and he seemed humble but not humble and said: "I just own a hundred merchant ships."

When he said this, he also smoothed the non-existent hair.

"hiss..."

Qrow took a breath and wanted to ask Ouji how he did it.

It's not about the one hundred merchant ships, but how he can talk about this mere hundred merchant ships in such a humble and flattering manner.

This is a skill he wants to learn.

"What are you doing here?" Qrow asked.

"Your hometown is not renovated every year. I am basically responsible for it. People in the town also help a little bit. The main reason is that you may be busy in the navy and may not have time to worry about it." Ouji said.

"Oh? You did it? Thank you so much." Kuro nodded.

He said that every time he went home, his home was well maintained, and he thought it was a spontaneous act by the villagers, but it turned out that he had made great efforts here.

"But something unexpected happened this time. Although it has been repaired, the house is too old after all. You haven't lived back there for more than ten years. There was a storm some time ago and your house collapsed. I happened to be back in my hometown. I originally wanted to give it to you. It was rebuilt, but someone took over first. After he finished repairing it for you, I had nothing to do. But we haven’t seen each other for more than ten years. I missed you very much, so I packed up the things from your house after it collapsed. .”

Ouji lifted the big box in his hand and said: "After all, there is no place to put it. The house is still under reconstruction, so it is not suitable to put it anywhere."

"My stuff?"

Kuro was stunned and said, "Uncle Ouji, you are so polite. You still go to such trouble to send it here. It must be a bit difficult to come from the East China Sea."

"Ah... I applied for a naval escort from Lipa. Of course, it cost a lot of money." Ouji said.

"I will replenish this for you."

Kuro smiled, threw a cigar over, and said: "Uncle Ouji doesn't want to develop in the Grand Line. I have quite a lot of properties. If you are interested, you can get involved."

"Forget it, I rarely come here. East China Sea is better." Ouji shook his head.

The broadest one is of course the Four Seas. The East China Sea alone, even though Kuro has lived there for so many years, he doesn’t dare to say he understands it in all aspects, because the sea area is too big and broad.

"It's okay if you don't come, it's quite dangerous here." Kuro nodded.

Compared to the Grand Line, the East China Sea, now known as the 'weakest sea', where the average pirate bounty is 300 million, is certainly safer.

It was so safe that Kuro was a little envious.

His biggest dream was just to be a base commander in the East China Sea and live in retirement for the rest of his life, but now...

If I had known it would turn out like this, I might as well have followed Ouji as a merchant when I was young. Maybe he would be the merchant king of the East China Sea.

This guy is called Niubi. He has lived in the East China Sea for 60 or [-] years. How can he be so awesome?

"Come here, come and visit me, and then I will send a warship to take you back to the East China Sea." Kuro said.

"Okay, I haven't seen you for a long time." Ouji also smiled.

After that, Ouji stayed here for about ten days and visited the G-3 Fortress and the nearby sea areas. Kuro accompanied him throughout the whole process and visited the islands in the New World. The world has been around, so it’s okay to take a good look at it.

"Uncle Ouji, when my one-stop tourism industry is completed next time, I will pick you up and let you have a good time."

In front of the port, Kuro watched Ouji get on the warship and smiled at him.

"Then I'll wait for your good news. Hahaha, keep developing, little Kuro. You said you wanted to be a navy back then, but now you've achieved this. You have to keep working hard." Ouji waved to him, and immediately The warship sets sail.

"I work hard? I work really hard. I've already gotten to this point. If I try harder, I'll kill the old man?"

Kuro twitched his lips, watching the warship move away, and returned to his office.

"Cullo, what's in this box?" Lida asked curiously at this time.

Crowe's eyes moved, and he was also a little curious.

To be honest, he has always been curious about his boss who emerged from the East China Sea.

During the time Ouji was here, he heard some incredible rumors - he killed pirates at the age of two.

Two years old!

When Chloe was two years old, she didn't know where to play with urine and mud.

So he also wanted to explore the trajectory of Kuro's childhood.

"Oh, it's nothing. They are all things from my childhood. In fact, I haven't lived at home much since I was eight years old. I only go back occasionally. After I joined the navy at the age of 14, I have never been back except to worship my ancestors."

He bit his cigar, stretched out his hand, and the big black box floated over and opened automatically in front of Kuro.

Inside, there are some debris.

A handful of ribs floated out from it. Kuro pointed at the ribs and said, "I used it to play with when I was a kid."

In addition to this rib, there are other weapons used by different age groups, including bamboo knives, wooden knives, and real knives. In addition, there are a large number of books.

"Eh? Qrow, you actually read a book?"

Lida came to the side, picked up a book, and murmured: "What is this..."Geography of the Kingdom of Goa"?"

"You've made me look like an illiterate. When did I say that I don't want to read anymore." Kuro rolled his eyes.

"But since I met you, you haven't read any books like this. Cass also said before that you don't like to touch these things." Lida said strangely.

"That happened after I was 14 years old. I used to love reading." Qrow shrugged.

Crowe glanced around and found that these books were all related to the East China Sea, including geography, humanities, history, and some biographies. There were also a pile of paper mixed with some crooked words on them.

Qrow looked at the pile of paper, smiled slightly, and with a flick of his finger, the pile of paper flew onto the table.

"Ah... I really miss it. When I was a kid, I put a lot of thought into this paper in order to memorize words."

He is a time traveler. Before it came to this world, it already had its own language and writing system, and the language and writing of this world... You can't say it is complicated, but it is quite comprehensive, like a hodgepodge, this thing It is indeed troublesome to learn with an adult soul instead of instilling it from childhood.

When he was a child, he could speak all the words, but he couldn't remember the words, so he could only copy and copy. After a few years of familiarity, he would have a rough idea, and basic writing would definitely be no problem.

But he didn't have that much effort, and he was still thinking about how to practice later, so after joining the navy, he also put this aside. Anyway, he was selected as a combatant, and he was not responsible for operating the ship's cannon. Later, he became the It's even less necessary when you become a superior, because the people below will do it for you.

He spread out the pile of parchment and pointed to a piece of paper with crooked fonts and a funny title - "A Survey of Civilian Life in Shieldstown."

"what..."

Kuro thought for a moment and smiled: "I probably started writing and playing with this when I was three years old. I still miss it a lot."