Before you know it, the sunset has completely sunk over the western horizon, the wharves are full of containers, and the laborers are sweating and shouting in unison, and it is in this exhilarating shout that the hazy night falls. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

A stove rose on the deck, and sailors who did not want to go into the city sat in a circle around the stove, turning over food such as roast beef and rabbit, and the smell of roasted meat rose over the deck, and the sea breeze blew into the nostrils of the laborers who worked hard, and tickled their long-hungry stomachs.

"It smells so good. While he had stopped to wipe his sweat, a porter stood on the crate panting and grumbling, puffing out his mouth and staring straight at the flickering deck.

"Damn sailor, what a beautiful life has been. His friend chimed in.

"I said, why don't we go as sailors when the war is over?"

"This is the most reliable advice you've ever made, but let's wait until we get through this hurdle, the barbarian army is coming. The friend patted him on the shoulder, took off his sweat-soaked clothes and wiped it on his face: "Keep up the work, man, Constanta needs us." ”

At the docks of Constanta, there were so many laborers like them, whose cohesion and national pride were felt by the invasion of the Ottoman armies to an unprecedented level, so much so that they were willing to put aside their personal interests and devote themselves to the work of defending against foreign enemies.

As soon as it got dark, many sailors went into the city to have fun, Zheng Fei moved a chair and sat on the watchtower, where he could not only feel the cool sea breeze blowing on his face, but also enjoy the night sky and the scenery of the ground, and he would smile when he looked at the sailors who were going to the city in groups.

It is the nature of men to seek the nourishment of the opposite sex, and this group of men who are in the prime of life can only meet a woman once in a long time, which can be described as hungry and thirsty.

He held the goblet between his fingers and took a sip, enjoying the rare night view and enjoying the rare leisure.

In the distance, there is a lighthouse, towering above the sea cliff, which is afraid to be in disrepair for a long time, but it is still tirelessly casting a light for the night to guide the caravan on its way.

The lighthouse keepers are solitary, and they spend their days at the top of the tower, standing in front of a modest window, greeted by the endless sea and the occasional fleets of passing boats.

Perhaps, everyone who is willing to guard the lighthouse is a winged angel who accidentally fell into the world.

Late at night, it was so quiet and serene, and despite the many changes that had taken place during the day, and despite the imminent war in Constanta, it still maintained its original quiet beauty.

I don't know how long it took, but sleepiness welled up in Zheng Fei's heart, he drank the last sip of gin, looked up at the stars dotted with black canvases, and let the faint fruity taste spread in his mouth, which was very comfortable.

"I've got to go to sleep. He said to the sentry standing beside him.

The sentry was looking at the dock and hurriedly responded, with a slight sense of loss in his pale blue pupils.

Zheng Fei saw through his thoughts, pursed his lips, took out a few gold coins from his pocket, stuffed them into his hand, and smiled.

"This is your reward, stand guard and go to the city tomorrow to have fun. ”

The Sentinel felt flattered, considering that he had been in the fleet for months, let alone receiving the prize, and he had not even had the opportunity to speak to the captain.

Before he became a sailor, he was a peddler, which was his income for half a year, and he held the gold coins in his hand, and he was so excited that he was incoherent, and after pondering for a while, he held back a sentence: "Thank you, you are such a good captain." ”

"I'm a good captain of a. Zheng Fei said in his heart.

There were hundreds of sailors in the fleet, and even if each person was rewarded with a few gold coins, it was only a few thousand, and he made millions of silver coins on his return to Europe, which was converted into hundreds of thousands of alloy coins, and the reward for the sailors was only one percent.

O wicked ruling class.

It has to be said that the people at the bottom of the Middle Ages were very easily satisfied, before becoming sailors, most of them were porters, farmers, and peddlers, working all day long just to feed the whole family, and now they can not only eat meat every day, but also save a lot of income, what reason is not to be satisfied?

In their minds, Zheng Fei was an excellent captain and boss, never exploiting his subordinates, never deducting wages, and the rewards offered were very generous, not at all like other black-hearted businessmen. They are willing to follow such a captain all the time, and in a few years, they will be able to return to their hometown and buy a large piece of land.

Being content with the status quo is the biggest obstacle on a person's way forward.

Why did Zheng Fei act generously? Because he likes to see the sailors happy, and more importantly, ......

As the first to discover the riches of the New World, he possessed the resources of the entire continent, and the animals and plants that could almost be called overflowing in the Americas were regarded as rare items in Europe, which prompted him to make money come quickly and easily.

He didn't make money for the sake of money, but wanted to build a larger fleet, build his own maritime empire, and create a legendary epic in this turbulent and troubled Middle Ages!

However, for Zheng Fei at this moment, what he is most nostalgic for is this kind of unrestrained life, taking the sailors of the fleet to sail and go to the world to see.

What could be better than that?

Facing the sea breeze and looking at the flickering lighthouse in the distance, he stood on the watchtower, slightly drunk.

Is the strength of the wine up, so excited...... Let's go to bed first.

He grinned, patted the sentry on the shoulder, and walked slowly down the watchtower against the guardrail.

Even if it was night, he didn't have to worry about the Harrison family sending people to raid him, because he not only had dutiful sentinels, but also those 4,000 Spartan warriors.

Like a tireless iron man, the warriors are still helping the laborers carry the cargo boxes, and regard labor as daily physical training.

Even at night, the Spartan warriors would take turns guarding the garrison to avoid a critical situation that could occur at any time, and with them, as long as the other side did not bring in a large number of artillery, there would be no problem.

Life is so wonderful.

Stepping on the deck, with the heartfelt shouts of the Spartan warriors in his ears, Zheng Fei curled the corners of his mouth and stepped into the long-lost cabin.

There was an oil lamp in the cabin, and at the desk, Britney was thinking about things with her cheeks crossed, and beside her lay a quill dipped in ink, and a piece of parchment covered in handwriting.

Looking at her beautiful back, Zheng Fei stood on tiptoe, quietly hugged her from behind, and said softly: "I guess you must be writing the story of Senna." ”

"Yes, he's a poor man. Britney was overjoyed by his arrival, after all, she hadn't been with him for several nights.

"Don't write yet, sleep. Zheng Fei picked her up domineeringly and smiled evilly. (To be continued.) )