Reborn As a Pirate

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Ah, anchor!

Remove the rum and replace it with the stuff from the day before yesterday! Damn it's Indian pottery! Handle it lightly, handle it lightly!

Master Zuanca sent cheese and bacon, and sent some men to fetch them in a dinghy! His boat is too big to fit into the berth!

The news from the sentry tower, there is a raw ship, a Bermuda Brigentine type, the bow of which looks like a strange crow, and it is flying the flag of Lord Pedro of Spain!

Go check it out on the Irian! Hurry up, you lazybones!

The leader said, cheer up during this time! The lifeless Drake boy declared war on Turtle Island, don't capsize the boat in the small river ditch!

The Irian weighs anchor! The sea is clear...Damn it! Tell the two small boats to get out of the turning area! Where's the pilot? Run!

There is a lot of hustle and bustle at the North Island berth in Bimini.

Big boats, small boats, those leaving the port, those entering the port, those loading and unloading, those going towards the woods, those coming out of the woods...

If you don't look at the skeleton flags on the islands and reefs in the forest, everyone will think that they are in a lively small fishing village, a new commercial port that is taking shape day by day.

Cotton Jack VII was once a successful businessman, no matter whether he took the initiative or was forced to go into the sea, but his rise was extremely fast, far too fast to forget the businessman's instinct.

So after occupying Bimini Island, his first move was to plan and build the entire archipelago.

In fact, this is also the main means for the current big pirates to get rid of their dependence on Turtle Island.

The conditions of the Bimini Islands as a commercial port are excellent. The area is large enough, fresh water is abundant, resources are abundant, and the environment is pleasant.

Cotton Jack used the poor port conditions but the flat South Island as a plantation, and the people plundered from all over the place were stuffed into the island to open up fields and raise cattle and sheep.

After three years, nearly a thousand acres of land and a large pasture have been accumulated there, producing cattle, sheep, pigs, chickens, as well as wheat and corn, more than enough to feed a pirate group of thousands of people.

He also built a fishing port and saltworks on the beach where the South Island berth is located, allowing slaves to drive wooden boats to fish in the central and eastern parts of the Inland Sea, and make salted fish as a specialty of Bimini, which has a good market.

North Island is the base of the Pirates.

A simple merchant ship berth has been built in the safe haven, and the scale is small, barely enough for 20 small and medium-sized sea-going ships to berth and trade.

Galleons above Class V with a draft of more than 5 meters cannot enter this simple berth.

The only thing that can accommodate them is the No. 1 plank road with good natural conditions and specially widened and deepened, but that is the dedicated berth for the Bloody Mary and the Virgin Anne. Carry out material transfer.

Cotton Jack didn't know that his obsession with business made up for the blind spot in Alia's vision when he was recruited.

Because of Bimini's deformed prosperity, Lorraine couldn't let the Three-Eyed Raven sneak in from the east entrance like Shaq. The sea there is full of fishing boats, and the rock walls and ridges along the coast of the North Island are also densely covered with lookout posts used to monitor the work of slaves.

However, it was precisely because of Cotton Jack's true nature as a businessman that Lorraine had the opportunity and possibility to carry out the barrier operation.

Along the underwater sand embankment on the west side of the island, the Three-Eyed Raven sailed unhurriedly on the sea.

Just as they were about to enter the west entrance, a Brigantine with a skeleton flag sailed out from the inner sea, directly occupying the route of the Three-Eyed Raven.

There were pirates on the deck waving flags, Stop the ship, furl the sails, accept inspection, and do not anchor.

These semaphores fell into the eyes of Lorraine exactly

On the deck of the poop, he squinted his eyes and leaned against the guardrail, interpreting the order word by word.

A fat, gaudy businessman came panting and trotted to his side.

Mr. Drake, it's the evil Cotton Jack Pirates!

Lorraine smiled slightly: Mr. Pedro, I also saw the pirate flag, are you sure it's their ship?

Of course! This is their Irian,

The captain is Lame Romy, whom Cotton Jack trusts very much.

Do you know each other?

Pedro wiped his sweat nervously: Doing business in Bimini, who dare not contact the cadres under Cotton Jack?

You always bring me good news.

Lorraine took out a handkerchief to help Pedro wipe off the sweat, but no matter how much he wiped, the sweat on his head and face could not be wiped clean.

Lorraine ran out of patience after wiping it a few times, and stuffed the exquisite oriental silk into the arms of a passing sailor, calling him to stop.

Help Mr. Pedro wash his face and touch up some makeup. Also, let old Leonard do as the other side asks, with an attitude...

Scorn, but respect. Pedro quickly added.

Lorraine shrugged: Did you hear that? Be respectful, but be contemptuous, don't confuse it with arrogance.

The sailor snapped his legs to attention, then pushed Pedro, and said arrogantly and contemptuously: If you dare to sweat again, I will smear tree wax on your face, go away!

Pedro hurriedly followed the sailor, and after only a few steps, he turned his head and looked at Lorraine pitifully.

Mr. Drake, my son and crew...

My lord is leading your crew members to happily set up the cross on Palm Island. As for who will be nailed to it at the end... As we agreed before, it depends on whether you can bring us back safely.

I will do my best! The fat translator swung his pendulum forcefully, I will do my best!

...

Not long after, the two small boats slowly leaned against the side of the Three-Eyed Raven, and the sailors of Lorraine threw down the rope ladder and cables, shouted and dragged the dirty pirates up.

The bald Barry rubbed his head habitually, looking strangely at the orderly and tidy deck and those proud and contemptuous sailors.

Pedro walked out of the cockpit with his chin held high, playing with his ruby ​​ring, and led Leonard and several sailors to greet him.

Mate Barry, why don't I remember that the Pedro Chamber of Commerce's ship also needs to be inspected at the port? Is it Captain Romy's intention? Or His Royal Highness the Pirate King?

Bald Barry put on a frighteningly stiff smile with his eyes wide open, showing his short yellow teeth.

Master Pedro, this is a routine matter.

Tch! Pirates.

Pedro gave Leonard a dissatisfied look, Leonard took a few steps forward, raised his hand and stuffed a cloth bag into Barry's arms.

Crash, a pleasant crisp sound.

Barry weighed the weight of the bag, and his smile softened a lot: Master Pedro, the captain does not allow us to blackmail the business traveler.

It's just some dried Havana tobacco leaves. Didn't Mate Barry always want to learn to smoke? These tobaccos are most suitable for beginners.

I see! Barry's smile was completely connected with his heart, Master Pedro bought a new boat?

God bless, I came across a Clippers boat in excellent condition. The original owner was not doing well. Of course I have to help.

But there seem to be more new faces on board...

This is a serious Bermuda! Master Pedro's eyes widened. The newest Bermuda, the fastest ship in the world, how can a group of third-rate sailors who are used to driving Snaku be able to control it! Of course, it must be the best. The best sailors, the most professional sailors, the most energetic!

That's them?

Barry squinted at the sailors on the deck and those behind Pedro, and had to admit that the arrogance and agility alone were completely different from those he had seen before.

Then he saw Lorraine smiling on the stern deck...

That tall figure, lazy demeanor, and those two strange long knives hung on the waist, which are difficult for ordinary people to control with both hands...

Bald Barry's pupils shrank suddenly.

That... was also hired by you?

Pedro was stunned for a moment, then looked back at Lorraine, and after thinking for a long time, he still didn't dare to take advantage of this lip service.

He...he is the nephew of my European cousin, an upright and brave Spanish knight.

Is he Spanish?

Black hair, brown eyes, fair skin, except for a Castilian with some Moorish blood, how can you find such a look in the world!

Bald Barry finds he can't understand...

He rolled his eyes, and subconsciously saluted Lorraine.

. Lorraine smiled back.

It is indeed Spanish.

A sense of pride welled up in Bald Barry's heart.

Because he couldn't understand a total of five sentences in Spanish, but Lorraine spoke half of them in one mouthful, and even he felt that the tone of enthusiasm was very authentic, perhaps even more authentic than the Spanish pirates in the regiment.

He suddenly felt that Lorraine was very pleasing to the eye.

Master Pedro, seriously, you need to get your nephew to learn French quickly. Who speaks Spanish in the Caribbean these days when Spain is gone?

I'll teach him! Besides, he's my aunt's nephew.

Barry laughed and patted Pedro on the shoulder.

Your nephew is very good! Very good! If you can't find a suitable job, you can come to me, and I will teach him to be an excellent man!

This damn familiar pirate!

The corners of Pedro's eyes twitched, and those cannibalistic eyes stared at Barry. He looked like a law-abiding person who didn't want to see his younger generation fall.

Barry laughed more and more, and with a swing of his thick arms, Pedro fell to the ground.

Go, boys! Master Pedro is honest, he is our most welcome purse!

Welcome purse!

Long live the purse!

Long live!