Caribbean, Havana.

Heavy downpour, combined with slippery mud floors that are difficult to walk on, make the streets of this thriving port city almost invisible to pedestrians.

The old wooden tavern door was crackled by the wind and rain, and the oil lamps were lit with the faint grinding of matches.

Located near the bay of Santa Maria and adjacent to the famous Castle of Morro, this tavern called 'Bells and Rums' is Havana's most famous sanctuary for drunkenness and all the gossip.

"A glass of rum without water."

A few coins were tossed onto the solid wood bar with a 'dang chang' sound, and were then held down by the bar owner's thick hands.

The bald bar owner, who was stout and bearded, took a look at the customers who were drenched in the rain, and said sullenly, "Just sit down." What the hell is the weather...... Want a hot meal? Our lamb soup here is the best in all of Havana. ”

The guest took off his hood, revealing his old face full of vicissitudes, and he subconsciously licked his lips: "...... The kind with chili peppers in it? ”

"Plenty of baby Cuban peppers (elle) and chopped fresh onions."

The boss smiled and showed a mouth full of yellow teeth: "How about a bun included?" ”

"Bring me one." The old sailor rubbed in his pocket for a long time, and finally found a few more coins and put them on the bar: "Put more onions." ”

When the boss yelled twice at the back kitchen, he came back with a glass of rum in his hand and handed it to the old sailor: "Drink buddy, warm up." Look at you like this, did you just get off the boat? ”

The old sailor poured most of the rum in one go, and the little rum left dangled in the glass: "Yes, there was a sudden strong wind on the sea, but fortunately the ship arrived in time to the port, otherwise it would ......"

The boss shrugged his shoulders while casually wiping the wine glass that was not very clean: "The sea is like this, one second it is still sunny, and the next second it is a monstrous wave, faster than those gypsy warblers lift their skirts." ”

At this moment, another figure covered in cold and moisture sat down in front of the bar and greeted the boss: "Hey Gomez, what the fuck is this...... Have a glass of rum and keep the book. ”

"And guess what, Nieto? I have exactly five IOUs here, and all of them are in your name! ”

The boss said angrily: "Either pay back the money or get out!" ”

"Don't be like this, Gomez, my good brother!" Known as Nieto is a thin, middle-aged man whose face is blue from the freezing rain, but he still says nothing: "Have you forgotten the time we spent together in the Caribbean?" If I hadn't saved your life in the storm......"

"You know what? You're just like your name, really your grandson! (Note 1)

The tavern owner Gomez repressed the unwiped glass on the bar in front of Nieto and poured half a glass of wine: "Shut up and drink if you want to, don't talk about useless things." ”

Nieto gave a crooked naval salute, then took a long sip from his glass. The liquor went through his mouth, and he frowned suspiciously, "What does this smell like?" It's pretty tasty though......"

"[Heather]."

Gomez took another dirty cup and began to wipe it, and said without raising his head: "The recipe that has been handed down from Aden comes from the great invention of Captain Heather. ”

"Captain Heather? I've heard the name. ”

The old sailor, who was looking at the wine glass in his hand in a daze, suddenly raised his head: "He is the owner of the Black Pearl, the king of thieves!" ”

Gomez was interested, the tavern was all about the exchange of information, and the more popular information he had, the more he could take advantage of those who were eager to get the most up-to-date information. The stout tavern keeper leaned down in front of the bar and lowered his voice, "Tell us about this 'Captain Heather'." ”

The old sailor pushed the empty cup in his hand forward, and then said to himself, "I haven't eaten for two days, and I'm hungry enough." ”

Gomez immediately turned his head and yelled in the direction of the back kitchen, "Why hasn't the mutton soup been cooked yet!?" Bring that large portion of lamb soup with chopped onions and baby Cuban peppers! And two more breads! ”

Within a few minutes, a large plate of steaming mutton soup with a rich aroma appeared on the bar in front of the old sailor.

The large pieces of lamb are wrapped in a rich broth, and the small Cuban peppers are chopped into small pieces, which are slightly spicy without too much stomach irritation, and are beautifully balanced with the cooked onion chopped for an amazing aroma.

The old sailor ate several pieces of mutton in succession, drank a large mouthful of hot soup, took a large piece of bread, dipped it in the soup, and put it in his mouth, and narrowed his eyes in satisfaction.

The tavernkeeper Gomez had the insight to fill the old sailor's glasses: "That Captain Heather is really like the legend...... Magical? ”

"Magical? No, no, no, Captain Heather can't be described in such words. ”

The old sailor took a sip of his glass and pouted:

"You may have heard the story of him subjugating the terror Barbossa and his gang and capturing the Black Pearl, but you certainly haven't heard the story of him and the flying Dutchman!"

Not only Gomez, but even Nieto took the initiative to move to the seat closest to the old sailor: "Tell me quickly, Gomez will give this brother another glass of rum, and put it on my account!" ”

The old sailor cleared his throat with his glass in his hand and whispered, "Legend has it that the navigator of the Black Pearl, the famous Jakesparo, owes a great debt to Davy Jones, the king of the deep sea, but he wittily took up his hands on Captain Heather and tried to use his prestige to offset the debt dispute. ”

"Debts not paid? This nasty thing! Gomez expressed his disdain, and inadvertently glanced at a somewhat uncomfortable Nieto.

"The Flying Dutchman and the Black Pearl, two world-famous pirate ships, met on a stormy night."

The old sailor was very good at setting off the atmosphere, and his voice became more and more muffled: "Have you heard of the legend about the Black Pearl? ”

"Heard some ...... Well, it's a strange rumor that all the sailors on the Black Pearl are immortal. Gomez lowered his voice as well, as if that would not be heard by the terrifying undead sailors.

"I can tell you that the rumors are true! Captain Heather leads the undead sailors of the Black Pearl into a fierce exchange of fire with the flying Dutchman. Artillery fire, waves and whirlpools in the sea, and even the moon was frightened and hid that night. ”

I don't know where the old sailor got the gossip news, and the retelling of the scene is very close to the real scene:

"Davy Jones angrily summoned the terrifying North Sea Monster, and the huge tentacles that covered the sky and the sun wrapped around the Black Pearl, and it was about to tear the fastest pirate ship in the Caribbean to shreds!"

Gomez and Nieto subconsciously held their breath.

Captain Heather jumped into the sea with a blade burning with golden flames to fight the North Sea Monster to the death. God testifies that he single-handedly killed the beast, and David Jones and his Flying Dutchman had to bow their proud heads and surrender to Captain Heather. ”

The old sailor foamed at the mouth, and from time to time he took a sip of his glass, and soon the glass was at the bottom.

Gomez hurriedly filled the old sailor with another glass: "And then? ”

"Captain Heather continued his great journey and met Captain Cheval, the pirate king of the Mediterranean, in Palermo!"

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Note 1: Nieto (o), which means 'grandson' in Spanish.