Generally speaking, you can always find one or two nautical supplies stores in market towns of the Ocean Wharf type, where charts, compass, and some commonly used marine supplies are sold, which naturally include sextant.

However, there is no such store in Bashiba Town...

To put it more accurately, there is no real shop in the entire town, and there is not even the pubs and brothels that sailors love the most.

This folk custom...is too simple...

Lorraine was a little confused.

His biggest purpose was to buy a handy sextant and a chart of the New World here.

Bridgeton must have these things, but it is not possible to face the Caribbean Sea, which is rich in pirates, and he really doesn't like to go in with his eyes and eyes.

Now it seems like it's a must.

After thinking about these joints, Lorraine smiled bitterly and simply wandered around aimlessly.

Scene is not a sight, scenery is not a sight.

When he was a child, he had been to America with a boat and also docked and replenished on small islands in the Caribbean. Compared with those prosperous towns, Bashiba town was not a pleasant place in his eyes.

But humans are terrestrial animals after all, and even if they don’t find anything they need, they still enjoy this down-to-earth feeling.

Lorraine began to think about the development plan of the Chamber of Commerce in the New World.

The New World…including the Caribbean Islands and the huge Americas.

War-torn North America and the chaotic Caribbean were a paradise for him as a privateer, but in contrast, backward South America did not have much profit to make.

For the time being, he is planning to build two branches in the Americas.

The first chapter will radiate across the Caribbean and Central America.

Tropical coffee, sugar, tobacco, cocoa and other crops are suitable ocean-going commodities, with huge profits. What's more, the New World of the Royal British Navy is located in the Port of Kingston, Jamaica, with powerful support and the foundation of the Chamber of Commerce is stronger.

North America is worth establishing a second chapter, which has a sufficient population and a developed economy. Like the radiation positioning of the Northwest and Northwest Branch, it can become the main profit growth point for the Chamber of Commerce in the future.

The problem is that an anti-British war is going on there.

As an Englishman, Lorraine has not yet thought about whether to wait until North America officially becomes independent before expanding its business tentacles, or to take risks and tricks during the war.

Fortunately, there is no need to hurry up this matter.

This time he only brought 30,000 pounds. Although there were too many goldware in ancient times, the discount ratio was really limited, and he could not rush to take action.

This number is only enough for one branch to start, to buy a ship, or even not enough to be equipped with a standard destroyer of the same level as the Golden Deer.

Therefore, the first thing to do is to establish a Caribbean chapter in Kingston. Only when the chapter is established can he further select business partners and form a fleet of oceans.

As for what to do next...

According to the conventional development idea, he should, like most ocean-going merchants, use the Golden Deer to go shopping in person, and use the long distance between Europe and the Americas to earn a generous price difference.

But he didn't want to do that.

Since defeating Cantabrian, the Drake Chamber of Commerce has gained a foothold in the vast waters of northwest Europe and the west.

There is sufficient hematopoietic ability there, and it is completely possible to produce stable profits by consuming Spanish New World products.

A Golden Deer is far from enough to leverage this mature profit model. Even if Lorraine tied herself to the route, she would not be able to make a qualitative change in what she obtained.

He felt that he was more suitable to take risks in the oceans of the New World, take advantage of the privileges of privateers, and shorten the maturity process of the two pre-established chambers of commerce in the New World through robbery, rather than working hard and pursuing money.

The key is, what can we do to make the pirate flag and chamber of commerce flag to the extreme?

How can we make a fortune by using war like Frances, instead of being welded in an iron cage and hanging by the Thames for exhibition like Captain Kidd?

Don't be impatient, don't slack off...

The more Lorraine thought about it, she became more and more fascinated. She found an unmanned alley, sat down against the cone building, and spoke softly to herself.

Before he could figure it out, a noise disturbed his thoughts.

"Where is that woman?"

"Front! Damn, front! I saw her, surrounded by both ends!"

The noisy shouts accompanied by the sound of debris being overturned, Lorraine stood up curiously and saw a graceful figure rushing out of the end of the alley in panic, lowering her head and running straight towards Lorraine.

It was a white woman with tall figure, slender hands and feet, red hair was scattered freely, rolled up waves, and was enthusiastic and ostentatious.

Her clothes were completely different from those of the women of this era. She wore neither hat nor skirt. She wore a pure white silk shirt with wide sleeves on her upper body and a light brown tight breeches on her lower body. The hem of the shirt was not tucked into the waist. She simply wrapped a knot around her waist, highlighting the slenderness and softness of the bee waist.

Lorraine couldn't see her face clearly.

She ran in panic, sometimes turning back and sometimes tilting her head, looking quite agile, and leaping over the debris that occupied the narrow alley, and soon rushed to Lorraine.

Lorraine took a step forward naturally.

Unexpectedly, after giving up this half step, the woman saw the boots.

Only then did she realize that someone in front of her subconsciously dodges to the side, but instead she hit Lorraine's arms, full of fragrant jade.

The chasing sound of the back alley is approaching, as if the pursuers will appear in the next second, blocking the woman who was delayed for a while from both ends.

Lorraine's face was full of strangeness, and she stretched out her hand to straighten the woman, and for the first time she saw her appearance clearly.

She is very young, with big, long eyes and thin and beautiful eyebrows.

She has big dark brown eyes, her skin tone is slightly dark, showing a faint wheat color. Her high nose bridge is not hooked or raised, her face is round and her chin is slightly pointed, showing her soft facial features, delicate and charming.

A red-haired Iberian?

Just a time to meet, Lorraine had already recognized her race, but his doubts did not decrease, but instead became more than before.

Barbados is a British colony. At this moment, the British New World authorities are in war with Spain, and they don’t seem to be friendly with Portugal…

With such a general environment, how could an Iberian woman appear in Barbados and be in a panic?

He asked tentatively: "Miss, you look..."

"Don't talk, kiss me!"

“Eh?”

Seeing that Lorraine didn't respond, the woman gritted her teeth and walked closer.

Her slender arms wrapped around Lorraine's wide back, and her palms flowed upstream along her spine, pressed down directly on Lorraine's head, stood on tiptoe, and suddenly pressed down.

Hmm!

Lips and teeth... depend on each other.

Her lips were cold, delicate and soft.

The loose red hair gently twitched Lorraine's face, touching her heart and liver and itched slightly. Her slim figure was pressed against Lorraine's chest, and a faint fragrance lingered in the tip of her nose.

Lorraine's mind was completely blank.

I saw a ghost...

I really saw a ghost this time...

In the public, the world is bright and bright. My majestic and majestic Viking man was actually eaten by a fleeing little woman?

Loss! I'm so tired!
Chapter completed!