Yin Hong

Sancerre waited at the door of Alvin's house in the early morning of the next day—the door of the house.

"Yarvin! My baby, you have a guest." Charlotte shouted from outside the room, "Come out and have a look."

Yawen put down the nautical chart he was studying, and as soon as he walked out the door, he saw the pirate sitting solemnly at the dining table with a humble and polite expression.

"I asked your son to go to the market together, ma'am." Sancer said while waving to Yawen who walked out of the room, "Good morning, Yawen."

Listening to his unkempt lies, Yawen silently raised his hand and rubbed his forehead.

"Oh! That's great. Except for Andre, I've never seen him go out with his companions. What's your name?" Charlotte was obviously interested in Sancerre, holding the After putting it on the table earlier, I sat directly beside him.

"My name is Sancerre, ma'am. I'm a friend of Mr. Andre. I just met Yawen a few days ago." Sancer put his hands on his lap neatly, as if he was sitting in church with his parents and listening to teachings. Like a well-behaved child, "We hit it off very well."

"That's really great." Charlotte nodded in satisfaction, "You must spend more time with him, he is too lonely, except for occasional afternoon tea with Andre or Catherine, basically No entertainment at all."

"I will." Sancer nodded, and then pointed to the small bamboo basket on the table, "Although I'm embarrassed, can I have a piece of fresh bread? They look delicious."

"Of course, Sancerre, I hope you like these rough flour products." Charlotte stood up and moved the bamboo basket closer for him, "Come here early in the morning, you look hungry Come on, let's try it."

"Thank you for your kindness, madam."

In the course of this conversation, so early in the morning, Sancerre was unbelievably serious.

Yawen leaned against the door frame without saying a word, with a faint sneer on his face, quietly watching Sancel's Adam's apple rolling when he swallowed.Sancer chewed the bread, raised his eyebrows at Alvin with sideways eyes.

"Baby, what are you doing standing there?" Charlotte waved to him, "Come here."

"No need, Mom," Yawen looked away, and gave Charlotte a gentle smile, "I'm not too hungry."

"You don't have to eat if you're not too hungry." Charlotte walked over and pulled him to the dining table, "Eat quickly, you will go to the market soon."

Yawen didn't want to tell Charlotte what the pirate was up to, or he was too lazy to speak, so he shook his head helplessly, picked up a piece of bread and stuffed it into his mouth.

When they had had their fill, or Sancerre's, they went out together, and Charlotte stood at the door, waving a handkerchief at them, and watched them both disappear at the end of the path.

"Why do we have to walk?" Sancel asked him, tilting his head. "I saw a horse in your backyard."

"Because you came here on foot, of course you have to walk into the city now." Yawen replied casually, "I'm just a little surprised that you came in through the main entrance today. It's incredible."

"I'm hungry," said Sancel, looking innocent, "but I have no money."

"So it's my kind mother and our delicious bread? Even though the bread isn't actually delicious at all."

"I think it's pretty good." Sancer rubbed his stomach, "I haven't eaten for a long time."

"As a pirate, shouldn't you be the villain who sits and sleeps in the treasure pile every day? Where's your ship?"

"It was driven away by my men. I asked them to dock on the coast southeast of Jerez on the appointed day. It's not yet time." Sancer spread his hands and said, "Of course my treasure is also It won't be on board."

"Then you still covet the things from the Wilken Chamber of Commerce? Do those gadgets have any attraction for you?" Yawen raised his hand and pulled all his hair down, "Huh?"

"It hurts, Yawen." Sancer's head was dragged down by him, and he squeezed his left eye and grinned, "Let go."

"Then have you figured out what to take?" Yawen let go of his hand and pushed his body straight.

"Think it over, of course." Sancer shook his head, "But I have to bring it up to Andre myself."

"I seem to be the one who made a deal with you, right?"

"But Andre is the president of the Wilken Chamber of Commerce," Sancer said looking at him, "it would be better to bring it up in front of both of you."

Yawen didn't ask any other questions. He looked at Sancerre's clean and even slippery cheeks from the side with a half-smile, which was faintly reflecting the light of the sun, and then he slowly called out, "Sancerre."

"What's the matter?" Sancer turned his head, with a slight joy on his face, as if he was really happy because Yawen called his name again.

Yawen put away the barely visible smile on his face, and looked straight ahead again, "It's nothing. You'd better be careful with me."

"..." Sancel stared at him blankly for a while, then suddenly laughed silently, and seemed to be more cheerful again.

The door of the Wilken Chamber of Commerce was open, and a man in thick clothes was recording something in a small notebook. While writing, he looked up at the door frame of the chamber of commerce.Seeing Yawen approaching, he tapped his temple with the end of the pen as a greeting, "Good morning, sir."

"Good morning." Yawen glanced at what he was writing, and asked, "What are you doing?"

"I'm a carpenter's apprentice on Little Wilson Street not far from here," said the man, "and I'm taking measurements for this door, which, given the fact that it's been in use for several years, the Chamber of Commerce's Security Mr. Andre wants something new to be put on it—a stronger pair of battens and frame, for instance."

"That's really hard work for you," Yawen patted him on the shoulder, "I'm looking forward to the new door."

"You'll see it, in the very near future," assured the lad, "trust my teacher's craft."

"Of course." Yawen nodded with a smile, then pulled Sancerre who was standing aside and tapped on the door frame, "What are you doing?"

Sancer staggered and took a few steps forward, then turned to Yawen and said doubtfully, "I don't think there's anything wrong with that frame."

"From the very beginning, everything purchased by the Wilken Chamber of Commerce has been perfect, so of course there will be no problems with the door frame." Looking at his still puzzled expression, Yawen patiently continued to explain : "But a few years have passed, and many things have become old. After the reputation of the Wilken Chamber of Commerce has gradually spread, it can no longer maintain this old appearance, so Andre hopes to replace these old things with new ones. beautiful."

"That's a lot of money."

"But if you don't spend money on this kind of place, how can you attract more customers to earn more money?" Yawen said with a smile, "But it's a matter between businessmen, and I don't care much about it." interest."

Sancer looked at him for a long time, and then said, "You seem to like Andre very much." He thought for a while, "Or rather."

"Of course." Yawen said frankly, "I'm one of the few people who has been growing up with him. How did he expand the Wilken Chamber of Commerce with only a few people to the present situation? People will know better than me." When he said this, he glanced at Sancerre again, "Did you gather all the sailors in one night?"

"Called? No, no, of course not," said Sancel. "I didn't think of looking for anyone. They all followed by themselves. So did this boat."

"They brought it? Or was it given to you?" Yawen laughed a few times, "You are really interesting."

After he finished speaking, he pushed open the door of the room where Andre and Catherine worked, and brought Sancel in, "Good morning, both of you."

"Good morning, ya...God! Why is he here?" Catherine stood up, clapped her hands on the table vigorously, and stared fiercely at Sancel behind Yawen with her beautiful eyes shining with light. .

Seeing her fierce expression, Sancerre shrank behind Yawen pretending to be wronged.

Yawen ignored this pirate who had always behaved abnormally. He walked towards the seat where Andre was sitting, while comforting Catherine: "Relax, my lady, he helped me a little in Merrill Manor. Busy, now I have to do something to say thank you, so I brought him here."

"Are you still taking him to Merrill Manor?" Catherine maintained a full and dangerous expression, her eyes closely following Sancerre's dangling figure.

"Thanks to your dear brother Andre." Yawen didn't explain any more, he knocked on Andre's table as usual, and said, "Remember what I told you? Now the devil Come to collect the debt."

Andre raised his head, gestured to Catherine to calm her down temporarily, and then asked, "What does he want?"

"About this topic, I think you'd better ask him yourself." As Yawen said, he took a few steps to the side to give up the position between the eyes of Andre and Sancerre.

Sancer looked around a few times and laughed, "It's nice to see you again, Andre, and that beautiful girl over there."

"I'm not happy to see you again." Catherine had calmed down, and replied lukewarmly.

Andre waved his hands, "Get to the point."

"Yarwin promised me that I could take anything from the Wilken Chamber of Commerce, right?" Sancer fiddled with his cuffs and hem, like a young boy who was at a loss for his boss, but his expression Calm and sinister, with a strange smile of unknown meaning, "Yawen, I want him."

Before Yawen could react, Catherine was the first to frowned, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"It's just a short period of time." Sancer changed into a pitiful look in an instant, looking at Andre and Yawen eagerly, "I'm going to a very difficult place to go, An experienced navigator is needed - I promise to bring him back safely soon."

He can always find some nonsense reasons.Yawen thought with a sneer in his heart.

"This is a deal between you and him, if he agrees," Andre paused, then nodded, "Yes."

"Andre!" cried Catherine.

Yawen gave her a reassuring look, adjusted his standing posture, half-sat on Andre's table, turned his head and said to Sancerre in a slow and calm tone: "First of all, I hope you will remember clearly, I It doesn't belong to the category of things." He looked at Sancerre with a smile, "Secondly, for the sake of your obedience these days, I don't mind accompanying you on this trip."

☆、Chapter 017