Chapter 180: Returning Home

"But"

The boss touched his nose uneasily, lowered his eyebrows and pondered for a moment, with a hint of trepidation, and asked, "But isn't there a war going on over there?" I heard that all the warships have been transferred to the war, why do you still have ten, and they are so big. ”

Hearing this, Zheng Fei's eyebrows twisted.

War, the war between Spain and Portugal.

A few months earlier, while still on the island, the Royal Portuguese Navy had been ordered to return in a hurry to raid the Spanish port of Barcelona.

In this way, the flames of war were completely ablaze.

The two countries share a border, and land fighting is certainly inevitable, with the armies of both sides continuing to fight fiercely along the border, with heavy casualties.

As a maritime power in the Middle Ages, they also had to exert the might of their navy, and the king ordered the mobilization of almost all the battle ships, not even the attack ships captured from the pirates, and put them into battle.

The battlefield is in, the Strait of Gibraltar, on the Atlantic side.

The Strait of Gibraltar was only 13 kilometers wide, and Zheng Fei's fleet passed through it a few days ago, and he could faintly hear the rumbling sound of cannons in the distance, but he couldn't see the ship, and he was puzzled, but he didn't pay attention to it.

Now that I think about it, it turned out that it was hundreds of warships from the two countries shelling in turn.

"Hey" the boss waited eagerly for an answer, his eyes full of fear.

He was worried that Zheng Fei was a royal envoy who had been sent to loot property and strong men to fill the army, which was a common occurrence in the Middle Ages.

"Oh~" Zheng Fei's furrowed eyebrows soothed, and he smiled: "I'm just passing through Spain, I'm from the East, can't I see it?"

The boss breathed a sigh of relief, but after thinking about it, he questioned a little: "Didn't you say that you came from the west?

"The earth is round, haven't you heard?"

"Well, I thought it was just a madman talking nonsense~" The boss was completely relieved, smiled, counted the boats on the shore, and said: "You have fourteen boats, each of which needs four silver coins for maintenance, and you will be charged fifty, there have been wars in the east and west recently, and the price is a little expensive, please don't be surprised." ”

Zheng Fei motioned to his subordinates to take the silver coins, and he silently passed through the laborers and stood on the highest cargo stack on the dock, which was the beginning of his sailing career.

A few months ago, in the early morning of the second day after he came to this world, he stood on the cargo box like this, looking at the white belly of the fish in the sky, and under the white fish belly, the laborers who went to work poured in like high school students going to school.

Now that I think about it, it seems like a lifetime later, in just a few months, I already have such a huge fleet, not to mention the priceless cargo in the hold, the Azores, and the North American continent.

Before he docked, he had told all the sailors not to tell anyone else about the American continent, otherwise before he could make enough money, hordes of navigators would run wildly.

Sailors are not stupid, after all, who would want someone else to eat from their own rice bowl?

Standing on the crate, the wind was blowing a little cold, and after warming himself up with a sip of wine, he took a sack and hired a carriage to go into the city.

Whoever has been to Barcelona and Lisbon will find the town of Atlanta deserted.

The weather was too cold, and there were no people on the streets except for the children of the nobles sitting in the carriages, and the nobles were all going to the places where they played with women, without exception.

On a street corner, the carriage stopped, the wind blew on his face like a knife, and his ears were red.

He and Santiago carried sacks, lifted the curtain of the dining room, and dodged in, finally warming up.

There were few customers in the restaurant, and the roar from the back kitchen could be clearly heard, and it was the chef who was reprimanding his subordinates.

"Fuck off, you pig-brained!"

"Oh my God! you've scorched my steak again, for the third time!

Zheng Fei and Santiago glanced at each other and smiled.

The chef is still so grumpy.

That's right, this is the first time they came to the restaurant, they came to peek at the recipe, and after watching for a long time, they finally ordered two sardines, which was really shabby.

No way, who made us poor at that time.

At this time, Santiago held the menu, pretended to be a gentleman, coughed twice, and said, "Serve this, put more butter." ”

The waiter was stunned for a moment, muttered in his heart, and said with a smile: "This is a fruit salad, without butter." ”

San Diego is illiterate.

He looked at Zheng Fei embarrassedly, grinned, and said to the waiter: "What's wrong with me just going to eat butter, can't you?"

After that, he took out a handful of silver coins from his pocket, slapped them on the table with a snap, and glanced around, calm on the surface, but actually very empty.

The people in the restaurant were attracted by him and lamented that there were so many rich people these days.

The waiter's eyes straightened, and he sneered: "Yes, yes, I'll go and let the chef prepare!"

Probably afraid that Santiago would regret it, he hurriedly grabbed the silver coin and ran to the back kitchen.

A few seconds later, the chef's hysterical rant rang out again.

"What?!Fruit salad with butter?!You go out and tell the guy, oh, if you have money, I'll do it."

Listening to the sudden change in tone, Santiago stroked his chest refreshingly, nodded at Zheng Fei, and said with a smug smile: "Pretending to be realistic." ”

"Show off less, don't make people think you're an upstart. Zheng Fei said while wiping the not very clean tableware.

"Uh, isn't it?"

"Don't say it!"

As soon as the words fell, a figure that was both familiar and unfamiliar came into his eyes.

It was the owner of the restaurant, and before leaving the Atlanta dock, Zheng Fei and Santiago were surrounded by people led by him, but Santiago's animal punched one by one, so scared that the others didn't dare to move.

The boss seemed to have forgotten about the two of them, and when he saw that they were wearing leather clothes, he suddenly felt that they might be nobles, so he came over without thinking.

When Zheng Fei saw him, he whistled at Santiago.

"Two distinguished guests, are you still satisfied with today's dishes?" asked the boss politely, but he didn't know if this demeanor was true or not.

"We haven't eaten yet. Santiago said angrily, looking up at him, his eyes were straight and scary.

The boss dodged his eyes for a moment, suddenly remembered, looked at the two carefully, was stunned, and said in surprise: "You are"

Zheng Fei lay on the chair waiting for the food to be served, too lazy to take care of him, but Santiago did not give up all opportunities to pretend to be forced, and took a few silver coins out of his pocket, and said, "Oh, take the flowers." ”

Returning home, this is the coolness of the picture!

[There is no change later, don't wait for an early rest, I wanted to break the change, but I was haggard and Carvin, so I could only obediently go to sleep. Tomorrow five watches. (To be continued.) )