This is the smell of the sea...

After half a year, Lorraine returned to Plymouths again, and things changed.

This is one of the most famous ports in England, Europe, and even the world, and belongs to the great Royal Navy.

The powerful Strait fleet is stationed here, the glorious predecessor of the Royal British Naval School, Lorraine's alma mater, and the Plymouth Sea School opens classes here.

Devon Harbour is the core of Plymouth.

The world's top Devon Harbor dock is erected by the red lighthouse, with the best shipbuilders in it, building one moving and powerful sailing warship after another for the Royal Navy day and night.

There are also long rows of anchor piers like floating islands on the sea. The huge warships with rice-shaped flags sailed to the ocean from here, and the energetic sailors sang on the deck.

But perhaps because Devon Port is too famous, people often forget that along the calm Plymout Bay, there is a long list of pearl-like civil ports.

They are also part of Plymouths, and for a long time they were the preferred place for England to set sail and return.

Soto Port is such a Binhard.

Like most Mingangs, it is chaotic and free, and all kinds of houses are built at will. Behind the glossy and tidy wharf, there are countless dirty dark alleys, dedicated to hiding dirt.

Walking in the middle, you can see devout pastors, ostentatious adventurers, hardworking farmers, coquettish prostitutes, as well as liars, brokers, lawyers, craftsmen, and bankrupt craftsmen.

Of course, the most common ones here are sweaty dock workers, drunken sailors and the true spiritual symbol of England, those greedy, fearless and cunning maritime merchants.

After leaving Tavistock, Lorraine exchanged all her money for a horse-drawn carriage ticket from Soto Harbor. Carrying his broken skin, she came all the way to a pawn shop called [Man has three urgent matters].

Before trampling Shaq's arrogance under his feet, he had to make a living first.

Through the high counter that could almost reach the tip of the chin, the honest black clerk was pricing the most valuable things on Lorraine with a very professional attitude.

"A pocket watch, get a needle..." Hei Ge'er glanced at the clock in the store, "It's a mess, and it can't be regarded as a clock."

Lorraine shrugged.

The miniaturization of watches is a new trend that has only emerged in recent years, and accurate needle movement is a fantasy. In most cases, pocket watches are still regarded as a luxurious jewelry and a symbol of aristocratic status.

Seeing that Lorraine had no objection, Hei Ge closed the cover of the watch, took a single-tube jewelry mirror, and tapped it into the eye socket.

"Well... one emerald, about two carats, can be given 80 points in cutting, but the color difference is a little different. The dial is made of silver, with scratches, many scratches, and dirt..."

He frowned and pulled out the jewellery mirror and looked at Lorraine solemnly.

"Sir, can we be more careful when we robbed next time? Jewelry is a delicate white woman. For a gentleman, he should not use his boots to step on their faces."

"If I'm going to rob." Lorraine said if the bite was extra heavy, "I will respect your opinion."

Hei Ge'er was a little regretful because Lorraine was very cunning and unwilling to admit that the pocket watch was dirty, which made him lose a legitimate reason to reduce the price.

He wrapped his pocket watch in black velvet and packed up the table with appraisal tools.

"Sir, I'll break a pocket watch with a needle, 30% new, and our store is willing to make an eight pence."

"How many?"

"Eight pennies." He compared the black fat black fat palm to six, and said confidently, "I dare say this is the highest offer in the port area, and everyone knows the owner's generosity."

"It's only eight pennies..." Lorraine frowned, "Give me the pocket watch back."

Hei Ge'er's face changed slightly, and he subconsciously pulled the black velvet on his hand.

"Sir, I use the owner's reputation to guarantee that even if you look for Soto Port, you can't find a store with a higher price than we have. Why waste your time?"

"real?"

Although Lorraine grew up with a golden spoon in her mouth in this life and did not have the chance to make a living, in her previous life...

His little movement aroused Lorraine's alertness.

With a bang, Lorraine slapped the sword on her waist onto the counter and asked with a smile: "Do you know it?"

Hei Ge'er couldn't help swallowing: "This is the royal family..."

"The Royal Navy Major Officer commands the sword."

Lorraine said word by word, slowly drawing the sword, and unscrupulously illuminated its sharp blade in front of the black buddy.

"It belongs to the same person as the pocket watch. Ten years ago, the man used this sword in a row to kill a French baron, captured a fourth-class ship, stepped on the pocket watch in your hand, and he was promoted."

"The scratches on the pocket watch were left in that battle, and the pattern on the back of the pocket watch was the family emblem of the Baron family, recorded on page 162 of "Aristocratic Emblem". You should go and take a look."

Lorrin paused, lifted his eyelids and glanced at Hei Ge'er's face, "Do you know why they fell into my hands?"

Hei Ge'er's black and white eye sockets were a little congested.

He suddenly realized that the young man in front of him, although his black hair and brown eyes were not aristocratic and his shabby clothes looked like a homeless man, his words and deeds, sitting, lying up and walking, all reflected good education, and a strong and rigid military temperament...

A young man who has participated in the army and has been well-educated... Such a person can only have one identity...

Lorraine smiled and pushed the sword into his heart.

"Do you know? According to English law, if I stabbed my sword, I would probably be sentenced to compensation of six to eight shillings for accidental damage to national property."

"I believe the value of this pocket watch will be slightly higher than this price, and after paying, the remaining amount is still much more than eight pennies."

Lorraine's sword tip was shifted, picking up the famous brand on Hei Ge'er's chest.

"Mr. Friday... I didn't expect that your master was still a fan of Mr. Defoe... Friday, did you say I should stick it?"

"Thirteen shillings sixpence!" Friday said in a blushing face, "The master has gone to Spain, and he has only given me so much authorization. If one more penny is added, he will kill me when he comes back, and he will not need to pay compensation to anyone!"

"Although it's still a little less..." Lorraine sighed regretfully, withdrew her sword and returned to the sheath, "But, the deal is done."

...

"Which ship actually needs seafarers..."

The pier at Soto Port is full of ships, all kinds of.

There are the Kirk type, the most common in offshore merchant ships, the small sloop type, and occasionally more masts can be seen. Only the mainstream of the navy is not seen. It is the most suitable for ocean-going triple-massed sailing.

This was not beyond Lorraine's expectations.

Soto Port is a gathering place for small merchants, and its main business is offshore trade.

For the Dover Strait, where winds are small and flat, the old sailing ships are cheaper, and there is no obvious disadvantage in cargo capacity and ship speed. It is the best choice for these offshore merchants.

Lorraine originally planned to start from here, accumulating funds while observing the trade skills of contemporary maritime merchants, but things were not as smooth as he thought.

There are people coming and going in the port, and almost every ship needs dock workers and sailors, but there are few seamen’s needs.

Even if there were a few occasionally, they would not be willing to give him an interview after seeing Lorraine's age and outfit.

In the concept of businessmen, outstanding players like seamen can only stand out from senior sailors. They are both technical jobs on the ship, as well as the foreman of sailors and the captain's assistant.

Of course, the exception is for students who have received systematic teaching.

The problem is that although Lorraine has been an excellent student at the sea school, he dropped out of school and has no certificate. Now he has a red mouth and white teeth, so he really can't convince strangers that this experience is too excellent.

After being rejected four times in a row, Lorraine, a little discouraged, dragged her legs to the central square, looked at the carefree pigeons in the venue, and sighed and took out the black bread I just bought.

The taste of black bread is very rough, but the price is that it is cheap. You can buy dictionary size in two pennies, which is enough to eat a large piece of it for a week.

Moreover, it is very dry, easy to preserve, and is also one of the most suitable staple foods for nauticals.

Lorraine broke off a small piece and ate some by herself, rubbed it and sprinkled it out, so that the pigeons could eat a little too.

The pigeons quickly gathered over and squeezed into a ball around his bench, croaking, making people unable to concentrate on themselves.

Lorraine murmured to herself: "What else do you want to get it by yourself? Now you can't even get the boat, so how can you get it?"

He laughed at himself, put away the bread and stood up, preparing to continue his efforts, and suddenly saw a lot of people gathering in the fountain, just like a vast number of doves gathered around him.

A voice sounded in the middle of the crowd.
Chapter completed!