Location: Wave Wheel Harbor.

After getting off the carriage,

Binghe: "Goodbye." ”

Binghe politely beckoned to the servants of the Imperial Garden family. And the servants of the Imperial Garden family who escorted the carriage to the port of Bolun also knew nothing, and smiled and waved goodbye to Binghe. An atmosphere of farewell to acquaintances.

In the eyes of these groom uncles of the Imperial Garden, Binghe carried the toolbox and took a pleasant step at the same time, disappearing into the flow of people coming and going in the port of the waves.

After getting out of the sight of the servants of the Imperial Garden family, Bing quickly wandered the streets. The streets are filled with the smell of fried food in whale oil, the smell of horse manure, and the smell of perfume from flowers.

There were horse-drawn carriages running through the streets, there were also donkey-pulled carts, and Binghe even saw bicycles, which were produced by himself in the imperial capital.

"It's all sold here," Binghe couldn't help but admire the business acumen of the people of Potin Port.

Compared to the pastoral economy of the Imperial Garden family, the territory of the Bolun family was clearly a port commercial economy. This family lineage is that of a mechanic and sailor. The median classes are the Machine Controller and Captain, and of course there is also the Knight's Heritage.

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The family's heritage is quite compatible with its marquisate. It has considerable influence in the field of machinery.

A few months ago, when the Celestial Tower Mechanical Academy was supplementing the trial, it was evident that it took care of the Wave Wheel family.

In today's steamship industry, the influence and economic capacity of the Wave Wheel family's factories can be seen even more.

For example, the mechanics and mechanical controllers of the Gun Flame family will be picked up by airship trains to participate in the production of ships in the port of the Wave Wheel during the off-season of military production. And the factory of the Gunflame Family only has the mechanics of the Gunflame Family. This shows that the Wave Wheel family is much richer than the Gun Flame family.

If you come to the shipbuilding center of the Bolun family now, you will be able to see the family's acquaintances in a 'surprise'.

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After half an hour of aimless wandering around the bustling streets, Binghe quickly took out a small notebook and began to list plans. The first step in the plan is to buy a certain amount of food and two sets of clothing. Finally buy a ferry ticket.

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Forty minutes later, in the middle of the central voyage square of the port of the waves. There is a statue standing.

The statue is a goddess standing on a boat holding the pearl of the night, and the sculpture is erected on a three-meter square stone platform. The bow of the statue is raised to create a shady area.

Binghe carried a canvas bag on his back and sat on the pedestal of the statue at the crossroads of the street, resting his head on the fish sculpture below the boat carving, chewing on the dried fish slices he had just bought. Binghe wandered his slender calves, his leather boots swayed against the ground, and Binghe was leisurely: "The world is so big, I want to see it." ”

After being promoted to the middle professional, he ran to this outlet to the sea, and the psychological pressure that had lasted for several months gradually disappeared. And now it's a feeling of excitement about to become a caged bird.

After chewing the dried fish. Binghe came to the corner of the street, crouched down and pulled out ten copper plates. He asked the beggar who was squatting here, "There is a private boat here." ”

The beggar snatched the copper plate into his arms without moving, then closed his eyes and said nothing.

Binghe was stunned, and then continued to take out ten copper plates, and the beggar silently collected all the copper plates.

Then he said, "There is a private boat, but it is not the place you should be looking for, go home early." ”

Binghe was a little angry, he didn't do anything after taking the money, and he was very tasteless.

But suddenly seeing this beggar looking at himself like a child, Binghe thought about it a little, and the anger in his heart disappeared.

"Indeed, running out at this age is a death in the eyes of most people." Bing shook his head helplessly.

The beggar took the money and looked at Binghe as a child of a rich family. So ask for money.

And after the beggar asks for money, he says that in his (the beggar's) eyes, the best thing for Binghe is to turn back, this choice. - In a way, it's a kind of kindness.

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"Don't worry about dozens of dollars with the poor, they can't afford to be in a situation, if you want to get the kindness of the poor, be careful not to step on his vital point." Bing silently recited this sentence that seemed to have been said in his ancient memory.

Binghe took out his wallet, which contained a total of twenty lira. Binghe hesitated, took out fifteen lira, stuffed it in the corner of the beggar's clothes, and then smiled at the stunned beggar, said, "Thank you" and turned to leave.

The beggar looked at Binghe, stunned, and wanted to shout something, but before he could say anything, the innocent little man in front of him disappeared into the crowd

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As a result of reincarnation, his temperament has become extremely lively, and he often can't help but try new things when he sees them (that is, naughty in the eyes of adults), and he doesn't notice some bad consequences, and Binghe has found that he can't calm down like a hundred years old and keep so many rules, if he is as decent and worried as an adult, then he will suffocate at this age.

Therefore, Binghe only pays attention to the things that he thinks he should pay attention to. - Whether it is naïve or impetuous, or maybe the old man will be indifferent to most things in the world in the future, but the only thing that remains unchanged is the original face.

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That same evening.

Binghe found a private port and slums along the coast. Such slums are a blind spot for urban law enforcement. has its own rules.

In the dead of night, Bingnu turned on the infrared spectral vision. Standing on the commanding heights of the city, it is very easy to see that a sailboat on the seaside lowers its sails, relying on the oars of manpower, and slowly enters the fishing port.

After seeing this from the tower of the room, Binghe jumped lightly, jumped off the house, and ran quickly towards this destination in the darkness.

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The Porwheel Harbor Ghetto Blackfish Private Port has been open for 20 years, involving smuggling, human trafficking, and a series of illegal incidents, for the imperial nobles, they can easily destroy this large private port, but they cannot intervene in this area to manage. Ten percent of the people in the empire were poor and hungry. Any business that can make money will gather people.

Once the large private ports are cleared, there will be a lot of small private ports, and these small ports are open from time to time, which is very difficult to check.

So the Polon family turned a blind eye to these large local private ports. As long as the annual payment of the private port here is paid on time, the Porlun family will temporarily tolerate the lawlessness in these slums. In the two decades since it opened, Blackfish Port has squeezed out the business of other private ports in the nearby slums.

On the one hand, the disciples of the Blackfish Gang in Blackfish Port can fight, and on the other hand, they are aware of current affairs and hand over the profits of the private port to the tax department of the Wave Wheel family every month. When the Porlun family was moving the slum gangs, they were always able to spare Blackfish Harbor. It is also possible to understand the situation in the slums based on the competition and exclusion between these large private ports.

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Back to the present

The air currents of the land blew towards the sea, and the various rancid smells of the slums mixed with the fishy smell peculiar to the docks, and the fast boarders in the harbor held their breath. In the dim night, only the whispered urgings of the snakeheads could be heard.

"Hurry, hurry"

"Get in and get in here."

"If I talk again, I'll throw you down and feed the fish"

Hearing the situation in the port, Binghe checked his luggage and ran towards the port quickly, running like a teenager going to school to catch a bus. The sound of stepping on the wooden road on the pier is particularly harsh at night. Of course, such a swaggering run over immediately aroused the vigilance on the dock. Six strong men ran over directly to see. One by one, even the knives were drawn.

Seeing that these people in front of him only had knives, Binghe exhaled, and the people present did not have guns.

In the face of obstacles, Binghe said in an innocent tone: "Excuse me, are you a passenger ship?"

"No, get out" simply refused.

Binghe took a breath and said, "Really, isn't it? If that should be nearby. Then don't mind asking the people in the back. Bingnu's pitch was getting higher and higher, and that tone was too loud in the darkness of the night. It also stimulated the person on the other side.

The "whoosh" knife was thrown directly, and the direction of the flying knife was Binghe's head. This trick is very fatal.

However, Binghe's head twisted slightly, and he directly let go of the knife.

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In the era of cold weapons, knights, rangers, and close-quarters battles were crushing for ordinary soldiers.

And fighting in the dark, in the night, most knights can listen to the voice through the concentration technique, and the sound collection technique, and the sound sensing technique. And the probing nucleus is now spectral vision. In terms of infrared perspective, the pier at this time is no different from daytime for Binghe. And the other side is not even a professional.

The flying knife stopped from the left side of Binghe's cheek, and the handle of the knife was clamped by Binghe's fingers, and when he flicked his fingers, it was like throwing a pencil, and the knife immediately flew towards the person who threw the knife before, and it was inserted into the wrist. Everything was in the middle of lightning, and the six interceptors didn't have time to react.

And after the move, Binghe did not pause, and directly bullied forward. It's like a phantom approaching in the night.

With a clicking sound, the wrists of the two people were directly dislocated. Three others were swept under the dock and splashed. And Binghe has broken through the blockade of the original six people.

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"Hero, stop." A hurried voice called Binghe. The biggest survival skill of this kind of land snake is to admit it immediately when it sees that the situation is wrong.

It was a boatman inside the blockade line, a boatman dressed in ordinary clothes, and now the other people on the dock suddenly stopped after this boatman spoke, and it was obvious that this was the temporary head of this group of private ports.

The boatman pulled out his bag and took out three long strips of silver coins—silver coins stacked together to form a stack, which were wrapped in newspaper to form long strips. This way of loading money is common. The amount of silver coins jingles in bags, and the nobility will dislike the nouveau riche. And those at the bottom will be afraid of being targeted. According to the folk rule, twenty silver coins are one large chunk, and five large chunks are one piece.

Because a silver coin has a face value of one lira, and a long silver coin has a denomination of one hundred lira. Three strips weigh four kilograms. These hard currencies can also be used abroad.

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The boatman placed the silver coin in the middle of the dock walkway, then backed away. Binghe stepped forward unceremoniously and picked up the money. (The finger is ultrasounded to see if anything else.) After putting the three pieces of money in his backpack, Binghe continued, "I'm going to get on the boat." ”

The boatman's face was stunned, and he whispered: "Hero, there are rules on the road, don't accept strangers on board." ”

Binghe: "You give me money, are we still strangers?" Binghe looks like he is self-cooked

The boatman was silent for a while and said, "Then please come up." ”

The port boss saw that he couldn't stop Binghe, and he didn't drag the mud and water.

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After entering the hull, Binghe smelled a foul odor, and the cabin was divided into two levels.

The entire lower cabin is almost an environment for transporting livestock, and the floor is littered with sewage. The toilet is chained directly to the door of the cabin, so it is a shame to go to the toilet in a snakehead boat.

Of course, Binghe did not enter the lower cabin, but was invited to the upper cabin, a single room. This single room is only the size of a toilet, but it is basically clean, and it is a relatively privileged position in the ship's interior. And this kind of cabin, Binghe detected it through infrasound, and there were a total of three such closed rooms in the entire hull

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Half an hour after Binghe stepped on the boat, the sailboat's mast began to open its sails, and under the power of the sea breeze, it began to set sail slowly.

Standing at the front of the deck, Binghe suddenly shouted sickly, "The great voyage has begun!" Thunderous shouts echoed through the dark night.

The surrounding crew members were like thieves in the night, and suddenly subconsciously squatted, and then dared to look at Binghe who suddenly shouted and screamed angrily.

Note: This is a private port, and illegal students are not dishonored. The brainless Bing Nucleus also habitually thinks of this as a public ferry boat at night. If it were someone else, the crew would think they were undercover agents from other gangs.

The boatman hurriedly walked back to restrain his anger, and whispered in a voice between his teeth: "Sir, you, look, do you want to rest for a while?"