The old captain nodded, he naturally understood the meaning of this proper purchase, or to prevent the recipe of the seasoning from leaking out at the source. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"You can rest assured that the waiters and kitchen apprentices in the tavern are all from poor families, and they all have an inseparable and intricate relationship with the people on the original ship, and I believe that they will not do anything to betray the interests of the tavern." The old captain was still willing to believe that the attendants and apprentices were strict.

"Captain Grandpa, that's true, but the formula is a very important part of our almost monopoly brand, and I believe that the first person to eat crabs is the one who can make a lot of money." Murong Tao didn't want to have any disagreement with the old captain on this issue, he just persuaded him, "There is an old saying in my hometown, which is called that you can't have the heart to harm people, and you can't have the heart to prevent people. In order for more poor families to benefit, I hope that several of us can abide by the confidentiality of the formula, so that we can take the initiative. ”

The old captain pondered, and did not immediately refute.

"I know it's a painful thing to be like a thief and guard against the people around me who have grown up like relatives, but in order to be able to accumulate a lot of wealth in a short period of time, we can improve their lives." Murong Tao said with emotion, "If the formula leaks out, they may be able to get a large amount of compensation, but after the reward is spent, they are still poor, but after the wealth is in our hands, we can take out a part of it every year as an incentive fund, as long as those apprentices are willing to learn, we will give them the opportunity, invite learned people to teach them, or send them to study in the academy, then they can rely on their own hands to get a permanent reward." It is better to teach a man to fish than to teach him to fish. ”

"I think what you said makes a lot of sense, and my thoughts were a bit biased before." The old captain was a little ashamed and said, "What do you mean by the last sentence 'It is better to teach a man to fish than to teach him to fish'?" ”

"It's also an old saying in my hometown, which means that giving a fish to those who are starving is just a drop in the bucket, and it is better to teach them how to catch fish, and they can have an endless supply of fish to feed their stomachs." Murong Tao explained slightly, and the old captain nodded suddenly, slapped his thigh hard, and said that this sentence was incisive, but soon the old captain asked, "Speaking of which, since the last time you told me that you were not a British nobleman, I wanted to ask you, where is your hometown?" ”

"My hometown, in a country in the East, is the East which is very far from here." Murong Tao didn't know how to explain how he came here, he didn't necessarily have to tell them that he had crossed over, right? In that case, the Star of Saint Noah will be mentioned, and now he does not plan to make the matter of the Star of Saint Noah public, this is his backhand.

"I have had the privilege of going to the east of the continent, sailing east along the English Channel into the Baltic Sea, and then northeast to see a white landscape, but our ship once resupplied in a coastal village." The old captain said with a look of astonishment, "But they all wear thick fur coats all year round, and they seem to be a little different from you. ”

"When I speak of the East, I mean the East, which is more Oriental than Siberia." Seeing that several people were looking at him a little blankly, Murong Tao could only prompt, "Maybe you have read Mark Twain's novels and heard of the Silk Road, and my hometown is the mysterious Eastern country. As for how I got here, I don't want to recall that painful experience, you just need to know that I have no ill will towards you. ”

In his opinion, the memories that Murong Tao was reluctant to mention must be related to the recent increase in the slave trade craze on the European continent, but he only heard that most of the slaves sold came from the African continent and the New World, but he had a trace of yearning for the mysterious country in the East.

"Since you don't want to mention it, we won't ask." The old captain nodded to the other two, "Bayard, today we spent a lot of money to acquire herring and cod, and the potatoes have already been handled by a few apprentices, tomorrow is the day when our sailor's tavern officially opens for fish and chips on the first day, do you have any confidence?" ”

"There's no shortage of confidence, but since you're saying we're going to make our own brand, why do we have to give this fish and chips a great name?" Bayard's words reminded Murong Tao that in his opinion, instead of choosing a few names for his own people, it would be better to ask someone with some fame in Cherbourg Harbor to name him, and maybe it would have a good effect in the aristocratic circle of Cherbourg Harbor.

"Grandpa Captain, I have heard that you know the diocesan bishop of Cherbourg Harbour, and you say that it may not be possible to invite the bishop to our tavern tomorrow and give our fish and chips a name?" In the Middle Ages, religion also had a certain political status, and the use of the bishop of the diocese to give the name of the brand was undoubtedly a guarantee for the brand.

"It's not a big deal, I've heard that the Bishop has been looking for funds to renovate the church lately, and if we can help with it, he'll definitely agree." The old captain said very vaguely, but the few people present understood that they needed to donate, and if a little money could be exchanged for the blessing of the diocese, Murong Tao didn't care.

"This is naturally the way it should be." Murong Tao grabbed the white way, he could see that Marcus was not very interested in this bishop's face, even the best tempered Bayard frowned, obviously this bishop was not a good person in the eyes of the poor people in Cherbourg Port.

"Grandpa Captain might as well give our opinion to the Bishop, and say that I dreamed of God yesterday, and God said that our idea was approved by Him, and that he felt that all beings should be equal, and that fish and chips should be eaten not only by the rich, but also by the poor, by the nobles, and by the commoners." Murong Tao deliberately lowered his voice and whispered, "Don't look at me like that, just tell the bishop as I said, what do you think he will say?" You can even vaguely remind him that this is God's will, and perhaps the name 'can afford to chew' is more appropriate, and there is no lack of truth in the vulgarity. ”

The next day....

The long queue in front of the Sailor's Tavern, from the edge of the central town to the Dock Market, underestimated the enthusiastic French people, even though many aspects had been thought out beforehand, but when some nobles rode through the streets near the tavern, it was easy to be attracted by the two diametrically opposed processions at the door.

A line of people dressed in coarse cloth costumes, undoubtedly civilians of Cherbourg Harbor, because the price of a part of the fish and chips was not high, and even the poor, who had only enough money in their pockets, could take their friends and relatives to enjoy a meal; The other line was not lined up by aristocratic ladies and gentlemen, who would not have surrendered themselves to basking in the sun in front of this little-known tavern, which would be too cheap, and the queue here was made up of servants sent by every nobleman's mansion, who had come here to buy fish and chips.

Of course, in addition to this, the eye-catching team from the Cherbourg Church, led by the parish bishop who had a friendship with the old captain, the bishop who looked to be in his early 50s, with a red face, surrounded by a group of nuns and priests, under the escort of the priests, came to the third avenue where the sailor's tavern was located.

"Franks, my dear, I received an invitation from you last night, and I'm here today." After nodding his head to the nobles who had stopped to watch nearby, the chief knight pushed open the door of the tavern, and was the first to walk in, and the smell of the oncoming smell made him pause, and he actually stood on tiptoe and tilted his head in front of everyone, and took a few sharp breaths, his eyes lit up, and said, "Oh, praise God! Franks, is this the delicacy you mentioned in your letter that you need me to give your name? This taste is so appetizing! ”

"Ahem!" The chief knight on the side coughed lightly, taking it as a reminder, but the bishop was obviously attracted by the delicacy and was not impressed.

"Your Excellency, breakfast has been prepared for you, please taste it." Murong Tao made a cameo appearance today, changed into a red suit, and looked not much inferior to those cardinals, and a pair of eyes in the team behind the bishop stared at Murong Tao, who is it not Sister Mary?

"Oh, Franks, I'm very happy with your gift." In the eyes of this diocesan bishop, he naturally does not take a waiter in his eyes, even if he is dressed like a tsundere phoenix, he is just a waiter.

"If you like it, there is also my collection of Bordeaux wines, I hope you enjoy your meal!" Franks walked to Murong Tao's side and glanced at him, Murong Tao temporarily retreated with interest, and returned to the kitchen, where Franks personally poured wine for Lord Bishop, and cut the golden fish cutlet into equal portions, and then gently pushed Bayard's special tomato sauce, then took a few steps back and stood not far from the wine table.