Generally speaking, one or two nautical goods stores can always be found in the market town of the ocean wharf, which sells charts, compasses, some common marine goods, including sextants, of course.

However, there are no such shops in the town of Bahiba......

To be more precise, there was not a single real shop in the whole town, not even the taverns and brothels, which were the sailors' favourite.

This folk ...... It's a little too rustic......

Lorraine was a little blind.

He stopped at Bahiba, where he wanted to buy sextants and charts of the New World.

Bridgerton must have had these things, but there was no choice but to face the pirate-rich Caribbean Sea, and he really didn't like to burrow into it with a blank smear.

Now it seems that it is necessary to drill.

Thinking about these joints, Lorraine smiled bitterly and simply wandered aimlessly.

Shopping is not a walk, the scenery is not a view.

He had traveled to the Americas on ships as a child, and had docked and resupplied on small islands in the Caribbean, and the town of Bahiba was not a pleasant place in his eyes compared to the bustling towns.

It's just that humans are terrestrial animals after all, and even if they don't find what they need, they enjoy this feeling of being down-to-earth.

Lorraine began to think about the Chamber's plans for the New World.

Newland...... Including the Caribbean islands and the huge Americas.

War-torn North America and the chaotic Caribbean were a haven for him as a privateer, while backward South America had little to offer.

For the time being, he plans to establish two chapters in the Americas.

The first chapter will radiate throughout the Caribbean and Central America.

Tropical coffee, sugar, tobacco, cocoa and other crops are suitable ocean-going commodities with huge profits, not to mention that the Royal British Navy's New World station is in the port of Kingston, Jamaica, which has the support of power and the foundation of the Chamber of Commerce is also stronger.

North America deserves to establish a second chapter, where there is an ample population and a developed economy, and the radiation positioning of the Northwest European branch can become the main profit growth point of the Chamber of Commerce in the future.

The problem is that there is an anti-British war going on there.

As an Englishman, whether to wait for North America to officially become independent before expanding its commercial tentacles, or to take some risks and make some moves during the war, Lorraine has not yet decided.

Fortunately, there is no need to rush this matter.

This time he only brought 30,000 pounds, and although there were many ancient gold objects, the percentage of discount was really limited, and he could not rush to sell.

That's only enough for a club to start a ship and not even enough for a standard destroyer of the same class as the Golden Deer.

So, the first thing to do was definitely to establish a Caribbean chapter in Kingston. Only when the branch is established can he further select business partners and form an ocean-going fleet.

As for what's next......

According to the conventional development idea, he should be like most ocean-going merchants, using the Golden Deer to run the business himself, taking advantage of the long distance between Europe and the Americas to earn a good price difference.

But he didn't want to.

Since winning the Cantab Battle, the Drake Chamber of Commerce has gained a foothold in the vast seas of northwestern Europe.

There is ample hematopoietic capacity there, and it is entirely possible to produce a steady profit by consuming the products of Spain's New World.

A Golden Deer is far from enough to leverage this mature profit model, and even if Lorraine ties himself to the route, he will not be able to make a qualitative change in what he has obtained.

He felt that he was better suited to venture out on the seas of the New World, using the privileges of privateer merchants to shorten the maturation of the two pre-establishment chambers in the New World through robbery, rather than toiling and calculating.

The point is, what can be done to get the most out of the Pirate Flag and the Chamber of Commerce Flag?

How can we be like Francis and use the war to make a lot of money, instead of being welded in an iron cage and hung on the banks of the Thames for exhibitions like Captain Kidd?

Don't be in a hurry, don't be lazy......

The more Lorraine thought about it, the more she became engrossed, so she found an uninhabited alley, sat down against the cone, and spoke softly to herself.

Before he could figure out why, a noise disturbed his thoughts.

"Where's the woman?"

"Ahead! Damn it, front! I see her, outflanked at both ends! ”

The noisy shouts were accompanied by the sound of debris being overturned, and Lorraine stood up curiously, and saw a slender figure rushing out of the end of the alley in a panic, and with his head down, running straight in the direction of Lorraine.

It was a Caucasian woman, tall, with long hands and feet, and her red hair was wantonly scattered, rolled in waves, and enthusiastic.

She was dressed very differently from the women of this era, neither a hat nor a skirt, a silk shirt with pure white wide sleeves on the upper body, and light brown tight breeches on the bottom, and the hem of the shirt was not tucked into the waistband of the pants, but simply wrapped in a knot around the waist, which highlighted the slenderness and softness of the bee waist.

Lorraine couldn't get a look at her face.

She ran in a hurry, sometimes turning back, sometimes bowing her head, and looked quite athletic, and she leaped over the debris that crowded the narrow alley, and in a short time she was at Lorraine's side.

Lorraine rightfully conceded half a step.

Unexpectedly, this half-step let the woman see the boots.

Only then did she realize that there was someone in front of her, and subconsciously dodged to the side, but instead crashed into Lorraine's arms, full of fragrant jade.

The sound of chasing in the back alley was approaching, as if the pursuers would appear in the next second, blocking the woman who had been delayed for a while from both ends.

Lorraine's face was full of eccentricity, and she stretched out her hand to straighten the woman, and for the first time she saw her appearance.

She is young, with large, long eyes and thin, delicate eyebrows.

She has large dark brown eyes and a slightly darker complexion with a faint wheat color. The high bridge of the nose is not hooked or warped, the face is round, and the chin is slightly pointed, showing the soft, delicate and charming facial features.

A red-haired Iberian?

It was just a face-to-face effort, and Lorraine had already recognized her race, but his doubts did not decrease, but became more than before.

Barbados was a British colony, and the British authorities in the New World were at war with Spain, and they did not seem to be friendly with Portugal......

With such a general environment, how could an Iberian woman appear in Barbados and be in a panic?

He asked tentatively, "This young lady, you look ......"

"Don't talk, kiss me!"

"Huh?"

Seeing that Lorraine didn't react, the woman gritted her teeth and approached.

Her slender arms wrapped around Lorraine's broad back, and her palms swirled up her back, pressing straight down Lorraine's head, standing on tiptoe, and pressing down sharply.

Not!

Lip and tooth ...... Dependent.

Her lips were cold, delicate and soft.

The loose red hair gently scratched Lorraine's skin, tickling his heart and liver and itching slightly. The slender figure was close to Lorraine's chest, and a faint fragrance lingered on the tip of her nose.

Lorraine's mind was blank throughout.

What the hell......

What the hell is it this time......

The court, the grandiose and majestic Viking man, was actually eaten tofu by a fleeing little woman?

Lose! Eat a big hair!