When old friends reunite, it is inevitable that they will have to drink again. That night, they did not return to the ship, so they stayed overnight at Holren's house.

The next morning, Chen Shouxu first said goodbye to his master, the Germans could give themselves a holiday, and he still had a ship to take care of.

The slave market was still on the way back, and in order to avoid trouble, Chen Shouxu pulled up the mask hanging around his neck, and the exposed swords and flintlock pistols on his body all hinted at his occupation.

The slave market seems to be the most prosperous place on the island, with early trading and crowds gathering in front of the stands. There are potential buyers, and there are also those who simply go shopping to see the excitement. Chen Shouxu walked around the side of the crowd, and in the direction of the port, he was shocked to find some slaves lying side by side in front of him, who were sick and unable to stand up. The sick slaves let out faint moans, some of them could not even make a sound, only cloudy eyes showed that he was still alive. Several thugs of slave owners stood by, looking after the "defective goods" that went unattended in the market.

Chen Shouxu walked past the slave on the ground, and just as he was about to leave the area, he felt a hand grab his ankle. Looking down, it was a young black man. Unlike other slaves who were sick and had no eyes, Chen Shouxu felt that at a certain moment, there was a strong desire to survive in his eyes.

The slave said in Dutch, "Sir, help me! ”

The pronunciation was jerky, but Chen Shouxu understood these simple Dutch words.

The black slave's back was covered in the scars of the whip, and the latest ones looked injured not so long ago.

Chen Shouxu sighed in his heart, he couldn't help. Each of these sick black slaves is a mobile reservoir of viruses and bacteria, and without the detection methods of modern medicine, it is impossible to know how sick he is.

"I'm sorry, I can't help you." Chen Shouxu suppressed the emotions of a modern normal person and refused ruthlessly.

With a little force, his foot broke free from the black slave's grasp, and he was about to walk away.

"Sir, I am a warrior." The words are still very simple, and Chen Shouxu understands them.

The desire to survive and the persistence in the eyes of people in a desperate situation shocked Chen Shouxu's heart. He gritted his teeth, waved over a thug, and pointed to the black slave at his feet, "What kind of illness does he have, what symptoms does he have?" ”

may have felt that there was an opportunity to sell off the defective products, and the thug came up very actively, "He, he's not sick, he just wants to escape, and he was caught after running not far yesterday, and he also ran against the boss." The boss beat him half to death and left him here. ”

Chen Shouxu didn't believe what he said, and after spitting out a national scolding, he didn't care about it, since it was fate, he bought it and talked about it. Pirates live a life that they don't know tomorrow today, and they are not unlucky.

"How much did it cost to buy him? You go find someone who can talk. The thug hurried back to find the steward of the caravan.

The steward glanced at Chen Shouxu a few times, and was deeply impressed by his tall figure and the weapons he was wearing, "Sir, you came on the gunboat that entered the port yesterday, right?" What a good eyesight, this slave used to be the bravest warrior in the tribe, with a strong body, both for fighting and for breeding. ”

Chen Shouxu snorted heavily, he really didn't want to deal with these slave traders, "Less nonsense." Straight, how much does it cost. ”

The steward continued to blow, "He has a skin injury, and he will be able to recover for a few days, although he can't get up now, it will cost 120 guilders." ”

Chen Shouxu took out his pocket, and all kinds of silver coins were put together, about more than 90 guilders. Even the bag was thrown over, "All the silver coins I have on me are here, and I can't sell them for a word." ”

"Sell! Sell! Sir, this is my business card, make a friend, you can find me next time you have a chance to cooperate. The steward pulled out a piece of cardboard.

Chen Shouxu accepted the business card and said to the steward, "Also, it is impossible for him to walk like this now." Find two men to carry him to my boat. ”

"It should be, it should be."

I don't know if Wilkinson will take in the sick black slave, Chen Shouxuan decided that if the first mate did not agree, he would go and beg Maiden to ask Holren to take him in. As for the future, then leave it to fate.

Chen Shouxu walked back with the black slave he had bought with all his net worth, took out the business card and threw it into the ditch without even looking at it, and then asked the name of the black slave.

“……”

Chen Shouxu, the strange African tribal dialect, didn't understand it at all, looking at the thick black beard on his face, Chen Shouxu thought for a while, "Forget it, I'll call you Tiqi in the future." ”

When I arrived at the port, more than half of the cargo on the ship had not been processed, and it seemed that sales were not optimistic. Wilkinson was haggling with a group of merchants on the Banshee, slamming the table, not caring if he had brought a black slave back with him.

Chen Shouxu shook his head and returned directly to his Danish ship. Although it was a matter of resignation, in order to be a little safer, Chen Shouxuan asked the sailors to build a bunk in the bow of the ship with a worn canvas, and did not let him live in the cabin.

Fraser greeted him, and since he became a sailor, he seemed to be a little stricter on himself than before. He didn't go out to wave last night, and Chen Shouxu just asked him why the goods hadn't been sold.

Fraser spread his hands, "Don't mention it, the first mate said that the price of St. You Island is too dark, at least twenty percent lower than Curacao." In addition to the fact that ink trees and tobacco are easier to sell, the prices of cane sugar and cocoa are not negotiable. ”

Chen Shouxu was very annoyed by this kind of business bargaining, and he felt that it was time to hurry. The Banshee's income is obviously not good now, and it is not more realistic to rush these two ships of cargo to sell, and then grab two ships. But he only thought about it in his heart, and there was no need to go and say it to Wilkinson.

Chen Shouxu glanced at the cannons placed on the deck, since there was still time, find a way to load these four cannons and gyroscopes. Taking advantage of Wilkinson's cameo as a businessman, he went to the Banshee and brought in a carpenter and a veteran gunner.

Several people studied the structure of the lower Danish ship, which could be placed a little in front of the rudder, two on the mainmast, and a dinghy between the two rows of gun doors. In fact, there was enough space for two more in front of the mainmast, and even if the dinghy was carried stern-hanging, the ship could barely carry eight 4-pounder guns. However, Chen Shouxu doesn't have so many cannons now, and he doesn't have enough people to operate them, so let's talk about them later. Four bulwark swing guns were easy to handle, two in the bow and two on the sides of the dinghy.

Once the design was laid, the carpenter was responsible for making holes in the bulwark, setting up gun emplacements on the deck, and the sailors helped to lay the ground. It was a relatively simple modification, and the progress was very fast, and it was completed on the same day. The sailors placed the guns on the gun emplacement, set up the pulley block, and tied the reset rope.

Chen Shouxu handed the carpenter a large bottle of rum to express his gratitude, he checked the bulwark, and stopped the carpenter who was about to return to the Banshee, "I think it's better to add a closable cannon door to the gun window." ”

The carpenter was surprised, "There are no gun doors in the gun windows on the open deck." ”

Chen Shouxu was quite persistent, "Yes, I know." However, the spare ship on this ship is enough, so let's add it, it's not too much trouble. ”

For the sake of the rum, the carpenter agreed. The ship lit the whale oil lamp, and by the time it was all done, it was late at night. Wilkinson finally seemed to figure it out and cleared all the goods at a low price.

The sailors, who had been lucky enough to spend a day on holiday, returned to the ship, and the Germans returned. It's just that Chen Shouxuan only saw Maiden and Walter.

"Don't look at it, Westheim decided to stay and sort out their papers with Hallrain. It's just that Walter and I have to go to sea to make money for them. ”

This has nothing to do with Chen Shouxu's appearance, Westheim's presence on the ship is already low, and he doesn't care. After replenishing some supplies, the Banshee was ready to set sail again.