"Take off your hat in front of the third interview mirror, stroke your chest, and bow ......"

"Say 'Long live the free France' in your mouth."

"Say it three times."

"Hang the hat on the second hook on the left side in front of the fourth interview mirror, go to the sofa, and ask the garment shop to provide you with a cup of [pure drinking water, sea-flavored] ......"

Acharin struggled to maintain her dignity and dignity, muttering quietly as she strictly followed the odd rules.

"Damn, isn't there any shame in the people who designed this ritual?"

Daniel stood aside with a tweed coat from Yacharlie and replied softly, "Looking for the shame of the French?" For the first time, I knew that you were so naïve. ”

Acharin rolled his eyes: "You know, you're insulting France!" ”

"Let her condemn me." Seeing that Yacharin had successfully hung his hat on the requested hook, Daniel turned around and pulled away the sofa behind him, "Waiter, please hand my chief a cup of pure drinking water with a little taste of the sea breeze." ”

As soon as the password came out, the beautiful waitress immediately changed to a smiling face: "Aren't gentlemen going to try coffee?" Salt and pepper coffee, like no other. ”

"No, beautiful lady." Yacharin cocked his orchid fingers and sat on the sofa with a graceful attitude, "I have sworn to God that I will only taste brandy from the Cognac region in my life, and will never compromise any temptation." ”

"Understood." The waitress bowed deeply to Acharin and opened the sixth interview mirror, revealing the entrance to the basement, "The steps are a little slippery, sir, watch your step, beware of falling." ”

"I'll take notice."

……

Five gold pounds can buy a complete set of secondary intelligence, up to one or twenty. Bach memorized his extraordinary memories to Caterina one by one, and when he reached the sixteenth, the tavern doorbell rang again.

Two strange guests came in from outside the door, the one holding the door dressed as if he was going to a banquet, and the one who walked in on his own in exaggerated costumes, and Bach could smell the strong sissy smell from a long distance.

The sissy covered her nose with a handkerchief, frowned in disgust, and avoided the passing drinkers until she reached the vacant booth in the center of the tavern.

The man who went to the banquet took three or two steps past him, pulled out the chair, and pulled out his handkerchief to carefully dust off the surface of the chair.

The sissy is willing to sit down.

Wait for the sissy to sit firmly, beckon to the side of the banquet, and whisper a few words softly.

The man who went to the banquet straightened up and ordered in front of Bach's dignity: "A glass of brandy, on the rocks, preferably from the Cognac region, if not, the Armanek region can also be settled." ”

Bach was stunned for a moment.

He knew about the Cognac region, after all, it was in the cut when he entered the tavern, but he never knew that wine was actually produced there...... As for the Armanek region, I'm sorry, he has spent thirty-six years in vain, and today he heard about it for the first time......

He couldn't help but turn his eyes for help to his most well-informed old friend, Katarina.

Catalina whispered to him: "Cognac is the best brandy in the world, and in France, the same is true of the Armanique region. ”

"But I only have rum here, from New Orleans, from Mexico, and from the Great Antilles."

"You can just tell him." Caterina shrugged, "I've told you before that the ritual of entering the tavern should be modified, and after that conversation, every guest who comes here will think you're serving brandy." ”

"But I'm running an intelligence trading post in the underworld, not a real tavern!" Bach slammed down the bar in frustration, "Sophia, go and introduce the new guests to ......"

"You'd better not bother Sophia."

Before Bach could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by Katarina.

She leaned over the bar, suppressed her voice, and covered her face: "Look at what those two are wearing." ”

"Dressed...... Singing? And those who go to the feast? ”

"You really should learn more common sense from the nobility, lest one day you die an unknown death!"

"You say...... Die? ”

Caterina took a deep breath: "Do you know who they are?" ”

Bach shook his head blankly.

"That sissy in costume in your mouth...... He did not wear a costume, it was the most popular dress among the French aristocracy. The dress is a retro style that is no longer in vogue in most countries because of its cumbersome care, except for the small circles of France, Spain and Holy Rome, who call it the tradition and glory of the continental aristocracy. ”

"Continental nobles?" Bach's eyes widened in horror, "You mean, that...... No, the honorable man is a French nobleman? Not an ordinary nobleman? ”

Caterina nodded solemnly: "As you guessed, he should be a real French nobleman." See that entourage beside him? Every move is full of aristocratic temperament, and only the noble French nobles in this world can make the young children of ordinary noble families become retinues, and they are willing. ”

"That'...... So what should I do? ”

"Don't let Sophia entertain them. Sophia is rough, and if she accidentally provokes a nobleman, she may be angered, injured, or even killed. ”

Bach was horrified by Katerina's expression.

"But...... But I don't know how to entertain a real nobleman, what to do......"

"You!" Caterina shook her head helplessly and stood up with a snort, "Aren't you good at fancy bartending?" That iceberg flame, go and show them, stall for time. Sophia still has a clean waiter, right? I'll be here in a moment. ”

Moments later, Caterina changed into a standard French black and white maid outfit and walked out of the bar with a glass of crystal clear lime rum.

Poor Bach was working hard to show the Iceberg Flame for Acharin.

It is a technique of blending rum and sugar cane juice with a high concentration of distilled spirits, which involves a special blending technique in which the two spirits and sugar cane juice are layered, poured into a glass with ice cubes, and then ignited on the top of the spirit.

Once successful, the blue flames will float over the ice, evaporating the spirit, while a portion of the sugar cane juice will be burned, creating a fresh caramel that floats in the liquor.

This is Bach's housekeeping and his only skillful bartending skill as a bartender.

Seeing the flame of the wine glass, Caterina stepped up just in time, gently lowered the tray, and bowed deeply to Acharin.

"Sir, in order to allow our guests to enjoy the best French brandy, we demand so much from the quality of our wines that we have scarce stocks. You didn't come at the same time, the brandy in the cellar was sold out three days ago, and the next batch will not arrive until two months later, so ......"

Yacharin raised his chin proudly: "So, I did a show outside like a fool, but I couldn't drink the taste of my hometown?" ”

"I'm so sorry, but to make up for your loss, Mr. Bach has prepared for you the best rum in the New World, Iceberg Flame, and Blue Sky Sun. Trust us, the New World brewing techniques are not as rich and fragrant as those of France, but they also have a unique flavor that will not disappoint you. ”

"Really?"

"You can taste it yourself, or let your servants do it for you. We believe in the taste of these two gentlemen, and we sincerely hope to get your approval. ”

At this point, Bach had completely walked into the script prepared by the Jackdaw.

Acharin noticed this, and began to consciously control his edge, just as Caterina had successfully won his admiration with an attitude of neither humility nor arrogance, and incidentally relieved poor Bach from that inexplicable sense of crisis.

Serving the nobles is really not a human job......

Bach sighed in his heart when he suddenly heard Acharin's condescending voice.

"A friend told me this is the best tavern in New Orleans." Yacharin played with the burning flame with his gloved hands, "You don't just sell wine, you seem to sell something else. ”

Bach's eyes lit up suddenly: "What do you want to buy?" ”

"Life."

"Is there a bounty? Who is the target? ”

"Bernardo. Morality. Galvis, who had recently lived in the manor of the beautiful lady of Kent, was a disgusting fellow who had heard that he often visited the northern suburbs. ”

"Bernardo. Morality. Galvez ...... Bach chewed on the name, cold sweat gradually creeping up his forehead. He screamed in a dejected voice, "You...... Do you want to put a bounty on Count Galvez? The Governor of Louisiana, New France, that Count of Galves? ”

"What's wrong? Could it be that this tavern is still Galvez's property? ”

Bach was keenly aware of the dissatisfaction in Acharin's tone, and only then did he regain his reaction, and the person in front of him was a French nobleman who was more noble than the Count of Galvis.

The reason why a French nobleman wants to assassinate the kingdom's important town in the New World through a bounty is ...... Obvious!

He swallowed forcefully: "Sir, we take all orders." It's just that Count Galvez has a special guard to protect him, and a large number of good men have been recruited to the front line by him recently, and those who are left behind, I am afraid that they will not be able to break through the blockade of the guards. ”

"I'll take care of the Guards." Acharin sneered and stood up, slowly taking off his gloves and throwing them into the burning cup, "In three days, he will be separated from the guards on the way to Kent Manor, you just need to seize the opportunity and get a good reward." ”

"Really?"

Acharin did not answer Bach's questions.

He covered his nose and waved his hand, saying in disgust, "The air here is terrible, Pierre, let's go." ”

"Yes, sir."

Daniel picked up the small suitcase he was carrying and put it on the table, turned around, and guided Acharin out of the tavern, where he vanished.

Bach looked at the suitcase in front of him and the silk gloves blackened by the blue flames, and opened the box blankly, and saw a box full of gold louis.

"Redhead, how many gold coins do you think is in the box?"

"Who knows? The Count of Galvez's deposit ranged from two hundred pounds to five hundred pounds. ”

"A bounty worth between a thousand and three thousand pounds...... Bach took a deep breath, "are you interested in your new captain?" ”

"You don't even know the name of that nobleman, Bach."

"Even if you ask, it's a pseudonym." Bach covered the box, "This kind of aristocrat cherishes his reputation, and he will not lose his Cigna for a few thousand pounds, so this order is very reliable, I hope you take the order, and we can divide it into twenty-eight." ”

"You've been seduced by a demon." Caterina shook her head firmly, "Don't try to pull us up, Bach. We are serious smugglers, and we have no interest in this kind of unsecured life money. ”

"That's a shame...... If you don't go, I'll probably have to organize a lot of people. ”