"Take it, I'm looking forward to your success too!" The old captain put all the silver and copper coins into Captain Luther's money bag and stuffed them into Murong Tao's hand, "Even if you can't succeed in the end, I hope this can become a rare experience in your life!" ”

It is estimated that only the old captain present would think so, if Murong Tao really ends up failing, I am afraid that all the merchants here will eat him alive. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Weighing the heavy money bag in his hand, Murong Tao already had his own belly case, and the money in his hand alone was far from enough to buy a small boat to go to sea.

He sat down in Captain Francs's Sailor's Tavern, where the old captain handed him a glass of ale and continued to wipe his glasses behind the bar. Murong Tao didn't take the initiative to mention it, and the old captain didn't take the initiative to ask, so the two of them kept this posture all the time.

"Give me another glass of brandy." I don't know when the boatswain, who had heard of it in Cherbourg Harbor for a long time, sat down not far from Murong Tao and gently pushed an empty wine glass towards the old captain. Perhaps his temper tantrum has been experienced by many people here, but when faced with the old captain he respects the most, he will become extremely restrained.

"Drink less!" Although Captain Franks was so persuasive, the movements in his hands still did not stop, and he poured a small half glass of brandy into the empty wine glass, and pushed it to the boatswain's side, the boatswain was stunned at first, and randomly understood the old captain's intentions, temporarily pushed the wine glass to the other side, and turned to look at Murong Tao, "I heard that you made a bet with that old bastard Luthor?" I heard that you also asked the captain to be your guarantor? Do you know what this tavern meant to the old captain and me? It's not just a tavern, it's faith, it's home, you know? Before, I always thought that according to your abilities, you would be a very great sailor, and even that you might join the Kingdom Navy and make a career! But now, I think I'm a little wrong about you, you have great skills, but you're just willing to live here, like us old wastes with no future..."

"I want to go out and have a blast." Murong Tao suddenly raised his head and swallowed back the boatswain's unfinished words for the time being, but his following words made the boatswain and the sailors who survived on the merchant ships before, and now served as tavern waiters, cheered up, and put down their work one after another, and looked in the direction of the bar, "I want to form a caravan, but the funds raised now are very limited, and the money is not enough to buy one, even the cheapest boat to go to sea." ”

Go to sea! This is the dream of these sailors, if it weren't for the last accident, if it wasn't for the last accident, if they didn't fulfill their employer's commission in the end, maybe their current fate is not to do chores in the tavern, but to continue to stay on the ship they love, and do what they want to do most in their lives, right?

"I see." The old captain put down his work, nodded and muttered.

"Then do you think about where you would go first if you had a ship that could go to sea now?" The old captain asked unhurriedly, "There is nothing special to say about here in Cherbourg Harbor, and most of the fish here cannot be left for too long, besides, how much do you know about the ports around here?" ”

"If you can lend me your cook, maybe I can sell the fish from Cherbourg to England across the Channel." Murong Tao was a little unsure when fish and chips would arise in the UK just now, and this thought just appeared in his mind, and the mysterious "ability" gave him a huge surprise, looking at the content of the documents in the window frames, he wanted to laugh uncontrollably.

It turns out that the so-called fish and chips that began in England have nothing to do with British chefs, and its real inventor is the Jews, spread by Italians, and carried forward by the Chinese and Cypriots. Then it wasn't until the beginning of the British Industrial Revolution that fish and chips really appeared on the stage of British history, all the way to the present.

So in this case, there is no problem of plagiarism, if Murong Tao is willing, he can even become a pioneer in opening up this delicacy! Who let him come here so many decades earlier, this is the advantage!

Speaking of fish and chips, it's not worth mentioning at all, an ordinary chef can make it after understanding the essentials, the reason why Murong Tao wants to ask the old captain to borrow the fat chef is on the one hand to cook more delicious fish and chips, and on the other hand, it is also to train those chef apprentices, when he and the fat chef are not in Cherbourg Port, these apprentices can share the burden of dominating the food scene in Cherbourg Port. In fact, the most important point is to solve the problem of fishermen disposing of fish in an extremely cheap way, and at the same time to make use of the potatoes discovered by the French agronomist Ann Obarmanche in his long-term observation and personal practice, relying on the reputation of this agronomist to make fish and chips, a new star in the fast food industry.

"Oh hehe, has it finally been useful to my great chef, Elman de Beyard?" The fat chef rolled up his sleeves and walked out of the kitchen at some point, holding a large pot of carefully boiled ingredients in his hand, placing them on the bar, glanced at Murong Tao, and said with words in his mouth, "I really didn't misunderstand you, kid." You are definitely the nemesis of my life! Since you are so sincere in letting me go out on an adventure with you, it is naturally my duty to let Captain Franks agree! It's yours, add the amount, you haven't eaten a good meal of the food I cooked for a long time, take a look, you've lost weight! ”

"Then you should hurry up and take him away!" The old captain sighed and said, "He always complains that he has buried a culinary talent like him in my tavern. Several times it has been noticed that his recent cooking has deviated from the previous level, and it seems that he really does not feel comfortable staying here. If you don't bring it up, I'll probably fire him in the next second! ”

Seeing the old captain's deliberate disgusting behavior, the fat chef's face was not angry, he knew that the old captain was reluctant to him, but he also knew the reason why the old captain did this. First, it is indeed not easy for a talented chef like him to continue to waste here, and secondly, since Murong Tao asked him to follow by name, and he likes this kid very much, he has come and gone, and this matter is decided.

"So, Boatswain, I need you to take the money and get some herring and cod back for our chef, will you?" Murong Tao stood up, drained the ale wine in one gulp, handed the wine glass back to the old captain, and then took a deep breath, and said in a pleading tone, he really didn't have the courage to face Martha's father, an old sailor who had been in the waves for a long time, and that kind of momentum that was not angry and arrogant was not something that he just said.

The boatswain frowned slightly, turned his head to look at the old captain, and saw that the old captain was just smiling at him, he shook his head randomly, stood up, took the money bag handed by Murong Tao, and weighed it a few times, "This money is the principal of the bet you made with that old bastard of Luthor?" If all this money is used to buy cod and herring, what are you going to do to complete the bet? ”

"Your Excellency Sailor, I am now asking you to complete my mission in your capacity as your new employer, and your job is nothing but obedience or obedience, do you understand?" Murong Tao didn't want to tear his face directly with the boatswain, but he knew that he had to get these people to obey his orders, the road was still very long, and the only thing he could do now was to take advantage of the situation, borrow the old captain's momentum, the old captain did not raise any objections on the side, they naturally didn't dare to say anything, the boatswain just snorted coldly, grabbed the money bag, selected a few strong sailors, and left the tavern behind him.

"Actually, Marcus—" The old captain explained aloud when he saw the boatswain and the others leaving.

"I know, it's just that just now I had to use your power to suppress them, Captain, and now if I can't fully obey them, I don't know how to suppress them when I get to sea in the future!" Murong Tao nodded, interrupting Captain Franks' continuation, "Captain Grandpa, can I call you that?" ”

"Of course, if my son were still alive, maybe I would have a pair of grandchildren of your age, or even more?" I don't know if it was the memories that caused the sadness, or some other reason, the old captain suddenly turned around, wiped the unrestrained tears with a rag, and then turned around again, and said seriously, "I have some friendship with the bishop here, originally I planned to take you to beg him, let him say something nice to the governor, so that the governor can help you with a ship, relying on the border sea trade, you can get a certain profit in a few years, although the time may exceed the one-year period stipulated in the gambling contract." But when you have your own wealth, the lost tavern can be rebuilt, can't it? ”

It turned out that Captain Franks was making this calculation, Murong Tao felt that his nose was a little sour, it turned out that only the master loved him, but he didn't expect to come here, and he could still feel that kind of meticulous love, this kind of love has transcended the boundaries of race and blood.

Murong Tao asked Chef Bayard to go to the kitchen to count some ingredients and ingredients for fish and chips, and found that a large number of potatoes had accumulated in the backyard of the kitchen.