Early this morning, standing on the side of the ship, Zheng Fei looked at the red morning sun, his face was full of heartfelt joy.

He nibbled on a cod cake, swallowed it in steaming seafood soup, and then boarded a small sampan to the North America.

As soon as the sailors got up, they seemed to be ready to get something to eat, and as soon as the captain came, they put down their work and stood there anxiously, fearing that they would be put in order again.

Thank God, the captain didn't fix them, just beckoned Santiago to the secluded stern.

Looking around to make sure that there was no one, Zheng Fei took out the wine jug and took a sip, took out the chart and looked at it.

"Man, you're a little weird today. "Santiago is scratching his head.

"Is it~" Zheng Fei accosted, roughly determining that if you sail northeast, you can reach the port of Lisbon, the northernmost city on the European continent.

"In the next few days, maybe half a month, the fleet will be handed over to you Santiago, and you can't make any mistakes. He continued.

"What? Where are you going?"

"I'm going to let the New World dock and go ashore for a few days. He smiled and flipped the flask over his head to pour the rest of the wine over his head, which was comfortable, provided he didn't let his eyes slip away.

"Uh, why don't we dock together?" Santiago misses the bars on the shore and the bewitching babes.

After being silent for a few seconds, Zheng Fei pointed behind him and said, "Do you see that group of refugees, if you take them to the port, they won't listen to you and me when they get their lives, and they won't be able to control it when they want to." ”

"Well, that's right. Santiago thought for a moment, then said, "But I don't have what you can do, and I don't know which way to sail." ”

"You don't have to sail, put all the boats down and put away all the sails, as long as you don't move much in a big storm, and just float on the surface for a few days until I come back. ”

Hearing this, Santiago had no reason to refuse, and pleaded with a bitter face: "Why do you want me to stay, let Grant and them manage the fleet, and I can go ashore with you and be a bodyguard." ”

Zheng Fei paused, turned his head to look into his eyes, and said seriously: "Because in the entire fleet, you are the person I trust the most." ”

"Hey man," Santiago shrugged, embarrassed, finally agreed, and opened his arms, "I think we should hug." ”

"Get out of the way!" Zheng Fei made a disdainful gesture and walked away.

"Hey, the most basic trust between people is gone, and there is no pure friendship?"

In response to him, it was the copper wine jug thrown by Zheng Fei that smashed on his head impartially.

After the explanation, Zheng Fei took Grant and Hans, plus a few other sailors, drove the New World away from the fleet, and sailed to the northeast in the wind and waves.

After a day's work, just as twilight was about to fall, they docked.

The port of Lisbon was more prosperous than the port of Barcelona, with large sailing ships crowding the entire port, and sailors from all over Europe sitting on the deck, munching on bread while curiously looking at the newcomers, noticing that there were more than a dozen ship-based guns on the New World, and wondering who its owner was, knowing that this was the equipment of the Royal Navy of England.

The chubby dockkeeper, standing on the shore with a large pipe in his mouth, squinted as he watched the New World approach, with a kind and treacherous smile on his lips, which was unpredictable.

"Voyager from afar, this ship charges twenty silver dollars a night. "Before the boat is fully docked, the boss can't wait to get to the place.

After packing up the things he needed, Zheng Fei walked down the deck to him and said, "I'll give you thirty pieces to do a maintenance on this ship, and don't let idlers approach it." ”

"It's easy to say anything if you have money. The boss's face, which was so fat that he could pinch out a handful of oil, showed a professional smirk.

Zheng Fei raised his eyebrows and took Grant Hans to the city.

The laborers of the port of Lisbon are not as hard as those in the small port, they do not live in the docks, even if they come from other places, they live in small hotels, because their salaries are very high, several times that of the small port.

So get off the coast and walk through the big docks, surrounded by nothing but a hill of crates, oh yes, and the occasional patrolman with torches to keep anyone from stealing.

The smell of fishy, the smell of cured meat, most of these boxes are filled with food, walking and walking, Zheng Fei suddenly smelled a familiar smell, he stopped, frowned and sniffed hard, and recognized it.

This kind of thing can be called a necessity for him, and he used to feel uncomfortable not touching it for a day, like a mobile phone.

Whiskey, England's water of life.

When he was a captain in St. Hurens, cruise ships were floating on the sea, and his daily entertainment life was to watch ball games, play with his mobile phone, bubble girl, and drink a glass of whiskey before going to bed, which has long become a habit.

It's been a few days since I've drunk whisky, and when I think of the familiar taste, it's really not my usual gluttony.

"What are you doing, Captain?" said Hans, curious when he saw that he was not leaving.

"Grant, do you have a knife?" he asked.

"Brought it. ”

"Pry this box open, and there's good wine in it. ”

"Hey, you have so much money plus a whole box of treasures, why don't you just drink and buy a few bottles in the city?"

"This wine is not the same, pry quickly!"

Grant pouted, and the cat climbed up to the cargo box, carefully pried it open, and the movements were extremely skillful, after all, the old business.

Then he took out a wooden barrel and sniffed it, saying, "Well, why does it seem to be an English potion?"

In the 15th century, whisky was used by the English as a cold repellent, hence the name eaux-de-vie.

Zheng Fei smiled and said, "Hold it and open the way!"

There are many people in the city, sitting on the rooftops of their houses, talking and laughing, watching the sunset that is about to enter the sea in the distance.

There are many foreigners and even foreigners in Lisbon, and in order to escape the war between West Asia and Eastern Europe, many people choose to migrate westward, and keep going west and west, and then stop here, and then go to the sea.

So, there are many races living here, and they set up stalls to sell snacks from their hometowns and make ends meet with their meager income.

Of course, there is no shortage of rich people here, Portugal is a small country, the entire border is a coastline, the geographical location is excellent, naturally rich and oily.

Over the next two centuries, it was so powerful that it even became the largest maritime empire to influence the world along with Spain, and the claws of colonization stretched out throughout the world.

Unfortunately, they were later replaced by the powerful British Empire, whose territory spanned all seven continents and once became the most powerful country in the world, known as the Empire on which the sun never sets.

Of course, the premise of this qiē is that Zheng Fei is not there.

And when Zheng Fei was involved in this global storm, everything changed in a single moment.