An hour later, Lorraine returned to the docks with two sturdy workers, and saw a magical scene in his eyes.

Lake stood on the deck in high spirits, chatting and laughing with three well-dressed gentlemen.

There were also a dozen or so dock workers on board and under the ship, busy rearing cargo.

They moved in a regular manner, neatly, and a group of people lined up in long rows, like an assembly line, to lift the vegetables out of the bilge, transport them off the ship, and deliver them to the large carriage parked on the side, neatly stacked into the carriage.

Lorraine squeezed onto the boat with a question mark on his head and walked up to Lake with his hired workers: "Sir, this is ......"

"Little Lorraine, I'll introduce you." Lake laughed and dragged Lorraine into the circle, "Mr. Martin, Mr. Thomas, and Mr. Pitt. They were generous local merchants who had just bought our entire shipload. ”

Lorraine saluted the three gentlemen, and after a few polite greetings, he apologized and set Leclea aside.

"Sir, you said just now?"

"Uh...... Ryker's face flushed slightly, "that's what I just got off the boat...... Mr. Pitt happened to be on the side. ”

"And then?"

He apologized for laughing at my behavior and invited me to his restaurant. I heard that he was a caterer, so I tried to tell him that our ship was loaded with a whole cabin of fresh vegetables. ”

"And then he ate it all?"

"For him, we have a lot of goods." Lake corrected Lorraine's words seriously, "So he contacted his friends, Mr. Martin is a tavern, and Mr. Thomas is a loan shark......"

Lorraine said in disbelief: "In order to buy vegetables, they also borrowed from loan sharks? ”

"What do you say?" Lake hurriedly dragged Lorraine further, "Mr. Thomas has raised more than thirty thugs, and he also needs ingredients. He's the buyer! ”

A shipload of vegetables, three buyers, Lake used seasickness to sell the goods in his hands for a high price of thirty-six pounds, and the money and goods were lost.

Considering that the cost of this cargo was less than twenty-eight pounds, Lake spit out nearly thirty percent of the profit.

It's all too easy to make money......

Lorraine looked at Lake with a complicated expression: "Sir, you may be a natural businessman......"

"Really?" Lake liked the compliment, "Little Lorraine, what did you just do?" ”

"I'm going to find some people to clean up the traces of your spell casting......"

Sadly, as a devout Protestant, Lake has denied his involvement with witchcraft.

In his opinion, Mr. Pitt was his first nobleman in Black Harbor, and not only bought all the dishes of the Artis Chamber of Commerce, but also introduced him to a second nobleman, Mr. Thomas, a loan shark.

Lake learned from Mr. Thomas that a black marketeer was recently selling a batch of porcelain from the East, which was of good quality and low price.

This coincides with the information that Lake bought from the brokers.

He was so excited that he immediately left Lorraine to look at the ship, and got into Mr. Thomas's carriage into the harbor with great interest, intending to take advantage of this evil wind, and buy fine oriental porcelain from the black marketeer named Old Barry, and return to Plymouth to make a fortune.

Lorraine could only smile bitterly.

And so, into the night.

The ship's cargo was emptied, and Mr. Martin and Mr. Pete went away with a full load of workers, and the workers hired by Lorraine had done their job, and the new stern compartment was neat and clean, and everywhere there was the smell of seawater, and there was no strange smell of it.

Lorraine was pleased with the results of the cleaning.

He happily paid a shilling per man, then put away the planks and sat down on the deck in boredom, staring at the clear sky.

The marina at night was peaceful.

There was no daytime life to be found in the harbor, and only sporadic lights were left for the moored ships, silent in all directions, and no one near or far.

Everyone has run to Minato.

There are solid land, seductive women, and spicy spirits, each of which is enough to make sailors sell their souls.

If they don't spend their last penny, they will definitely not be willing to board the ship and leave the port.

Lorraine suddenly missed the heir.

There was Sir Layton there, and he would never have to worry that his exuberant energy had nowhere to vent, unlike now......

He actually wanted to tie the knot again.

Crazy?

I only played once two hours ago......

He rose irritably, and made a few great strides up the net until he reached the high lookout.

At a height of twenty-two meters, the moon in the sky was within reach, and it was only then that Lorraine felt a hint of calm.

"It's weird......"

He stretched out his palm to circle the circle, encircled the brightly lit port area not far away, and frowned in contemplation.

From the moment he returned to the sea again, his energy became extraordinarily high.

For the previous three days, he had been at sea alone in the control of the standard eight-passenger Artis Beauty, and he had to be distracted by the landlubber Lake, sleeping less than two hours a day, but never feeling out of energy.

Today was a smooth journey, and when he arrived at Black Harbor, he had nothing to do, and in the dead of night, he simply began to get irritable.

It was like there was a fire in his heart, and in the midst of the fire, something was about to come out......

Sick? Or is it in a hurry?

Thinking about it, Lorraine saw the troika pull out of the port area, and the fat Lake sat on the wheel of the first one, waving to him excitedly from a distance.

"Little Lorraine! Put down the plank! Open the bilge! We're going to get rich! ”

……

I'm going to get rich......

Standing side by side on the stern deck with Lake, Lorraine watched seven or eight big men clumsily walk awkwardly on the ship, carrying bags of spices into the bilge, not only with doubts but also with vigilance.

Spices are the harvest of Lake's trip.

He went with Mr. Thomas to the old Barry's warehouse to discuss business, and had planned to pick out a set of oriental porcelain at a reasonable price and return to Plymouth to make a fortune.

Lorraine never thought that Lake would make a lot of money.

Although it is impossible to distinguish the authenticity of porcelain, Lorraine knows the depth of the porcelain industry better than nine out of ten Europeans.

What blue and white porcelain, cloisonne, Junjiao, Dingjiao, Doucai porcelain......

Porcelain is a work of art, and its value is never judged by its weight. Ryker is just a good cobbler, what can he know?

The best result of his trip was to find a tea set beloved by England's high society. Because tea sets have the attributes of both luxury goods and daily necessities, as long as they look better, they will not lose money anyway.

But who knows, Lake actually bought three carts of spices, nearly 500 catties......

All of a sudden, things got weird.

Lorraine subconsciously touched the saber on his waist and asked in a low voice, "Sir, don't you think today's events are a little too smooth?" ”

"It's all God bless us." Lake gratefully drew a cross on his chest, "Little Lorraine, more than four hundred pounds of spices...... Even if it was just an inferior commodity soaked in seawater, and it was shipped back to Plymouth, we could easily sell it for a hundred pounds. That's more than 25 percent profit! ”

"That's the problem, isn't it?" Lorraine frowned deeply, "Spices are not as easy to trace as porcelain, if they can be sold for a hundred pounds, why would old Barry sell them for forty pounds?" ”

"He doesn't have a ship!"

"Wouldn't it be okay to sell to the French?" Lorraine pressed, "This is a spice, and it's in short supply throughout Europe!" ”

"This ......," Lake finally woke up, but still couldn't avoid a fluke, "Little Lorraine, Mr. Barry is a black marketeer, and he specializes in pirate sales. I guess he was supposed to be a wanted criminal, and once he left Black Harbor, he would have to go to jail. ”

"You even thought that he was a wanted criminal, and you still dared to do business with him?"

"This is Black Harbor......

Lorraine sensed a threat.

Dunninger said that when the profit reaches 10%, the merchant will be ready to move; When the profit reaches 50%, the merchant will take a risk; When the profit reaches 100%, they dare to trample on all the laws of the world; And when the profit reaches 300%, they dare to risk hanging.

Lake is clearly beyond the risk now, and Barry Sr. seems a little too sensible......

"Sir, I think ......"

"Two distinguished gentlemen."

A humble greeting suddenly came from behind his ears, and Lorraine was terrified, and subconsciously protected Lake behind him, and his hand also tightly grasped the hilt of the sword.

He turned around and saw that the person who spoke was the leader of the spice workers, and he seemed to be a little startled by Lorraine's reaction, and took a half-step back, cautiously guarded.

"Sir, I'm a worker under Mr. Barry, look ......"

"We know who you are." Lorraine interrupted him with a squint, "Is your job done?" Why do I see that there is still half of the spice in the wagon, and you hang out in front of us? ”

The leader swallowed and walked past Lorraine, looking at Lake earnestly.

"Sir, there are too many goods, and the workers have had another hard day...... Can you please ask someone from the boat to help? We are willing to pay appropriately. ”

Lake shook his head apologetically: "I'm sorry, it's just me and little Lorraine on this ship, and there are no other sailors." ”

"Really?" The leader took a few steps back, and even his voice became muffled.

His voice, his response, made the scene suddenly tense, and Lorraine drew his sword with a thud, pushing him to the stern of the ship, despite Lake's objections, and there was no way to retreat.

Struggle and nervousness, Lake is distracted by his most cherished reputation, muttering all the way, "It's rude, a cultured person shouldn't be questioned!" ”

"Sir, that's enough!" Lorraine drew his sword, sank his shoulders, and held his breath, "He doesn't care if you're lying, he just wants to know if there are any of us on the ship." ”

"Huh?"

The leader of the shadows laughed.

"What a smart boy, and he's brave."

He paused, and seven or eight big men with knives walked out behind him, lined up.

They were all former spice workers.

The leader took the scimitar from one of them, swung it twice, and looked at Lorraine with a sinister smile.

"A boy who doesn't know whether to live or die has met a stupid master, no wonder you dare to do business with the merchants of Black Harbor without the consent of the Black Harbor Committee......"

"You ...... What to do! Lake was incoherent in horror," Mr. Barry ...... Mr. Barry......"

"Your friend Mr. Pete is bankrupt. In order to keep his beautiful lady and daughter from falling into the dust, he has paid you and your ship to the creditor, Mr. Thomas. ”

The leader explained with a smile.

"Mr. Martin of the Commission is a witness to the fact that you have traded in the Black Harbor without the permission of the Commission. In doing so, you lose the protection of the Black Harbour laws. ”

"Mr. Thomas has sold you to Mr. Barry, not very expensive, with men and ships, and a hundred pounds, just as to pay off Mr. Pitt's arrears, and Mr. Martin's payment."

"So, on behalf of Mr. Barry, I declare that you and your property will from this moment onwards belong to the Barry Chamber of Commerce." The leader raised his knife and paused word by word, "Accept your fate, Englishman." Those who go along are prosperous, and those who are against are ...... Lose. ”