After stepping on the dirt road full of mud, stepping up the stone stairs, and following the somewhat narrow road, you came to a beautiful house.

The Old Carpenter's Tavern is the name of this place, and first-time visitors will not be able to get here without someone to lead the way.

"Are all taverns called like that? what old carpenter, old oak, captain's daughter?"

Gordon couldn't stand the taste of these people's names, and it was much better to call it an iron tavern.

"Sir, you can solve your sailor problem here, I know a man who just arrived in Hong Kong two days ago and specializes in helping people solve the problem of manpower shortage. ”

"I hope so. ”

Gordon was noncommittal about what the person in front of him said, privateer crew recruitment is not so easy, unlike ordinary merchant ships, this high-risk profession, although it has higher interests, but its essence is similar to that of pirates, not everyone wants to get on board.

"How did the other privateers solve this problem?"

He whispered to Mitch that he had only heard about privateers, after all, there were not many privateers in Gordon's time at sea.

"They recruited people from the port of residence, from the pirate port, and even from the captured merchant ships of other countries, and fell into the sea. Captain, I feel like we need a permanent port. ”

Mickey explained in a whisper, then looked at the French man leading the way and shook his head: "I don't think this guy can solve our problems, and even if he can, the quality is worrying, and loyalty is not guaranteed." ”

Gordon just cracked his mouth and chuckled: "A few big men, what are you afraid of, maybe there are really channels?"

Mickey spread his hands, then pushed open the door to the tavern, and the group entered.

Bonnet found the bartender at the bar: "Where's Mr. Hasson? ”

It was clear that Bonnet was a regular here, and the skinny bartender just rubbed the wooden mug helplessly and glanced upstairs.

Bonnet looked back and saw the bald fat man who had just crawled out of the room, with shorts and a towel, and had just climbed out of the woman, if I guessed correctly.

Hassen creaked along the green wooden staircase, ignoring the cold weather, and even the fact that he wasn't asleep.

Without waiting for him to get closer, he could smell the stench on his body, which was a smell peculiar to long-term sailing, and of course it also smelled of inferior perfume, which did not require much, and he could evaluate a person by virtue of this.

"A sloppy and lewd man. ”

That's the first assessment Gordon gave.

"Bonnet, long time no see!"

Hasan saw his well-dressed old friend from a distance, rubbed his somewhat stiff face, and then smiled.

He casually took a red nightgown from the stairwell on the side, and tied his belt as he walked, covering the black hair and fat belly.

"This is so cold, Bonnet, you kid is really diligent. ”

He stroked his mustache and tried to look kind.

"Hassan, a slave trader, this young ...... Captain, what do you call it?"

He recognized the outfit of the sailor behind Gordon, and to be honest, a captain of his age was rare.

Gordon's disgust deepened by two points as he spoke, and he almost turned his head and left.

But out of politeness, he said to Bonnet: "Mr. Bonnet, I think I have made it very clear that I need the crew of a privateer, not a slave, farewell!"

He barely looked at the so-called slave trader Hazen before leaving.

"Sir, I think you may have some misunderstanding about the slave traders. ”

Hassan stopped Gordon, who was about to leave, with his usual clever words.

"We're just responsible for finding a good home for these slaves, you know, so many plantations, taverns, slave trades are inevitable, we're just merchants. Bring me a glass of ale. ”

The latter words were addressed to the lean bartender, and a glass of ale was placed on the bar, and he took two sips of it, then sat casually on his stool and looked at Gordon, the principal.

The corners of Hasen's mouth are disgusting, but it seems to have a sense of two points, if it was in the early days, Gordon might have drawn his sword against each other, but unfortunately after seeing too much, he began to find that slaves and pirates are created by the times, killing one or two slave traders, this is of no use at all, the source is those capitalists and aristocrats who are in charge of the lifeblood of the world economy.

"I want privateer crews, not slaves!"

"It doesn't make a difference, many ships have slaves who are responsible for paddling, and in the pirate kingdom of Nassau, aren't there also escaped slaves who act as pirates? If you are not satisfied with the black slaves, I have also yellow slaves from Asia, no, they should be called workers, and if you want, I can also give you a little more. ”

Of course, he knew that since the fifteenth century, the fleets of various countries have been full of the era of world colonization, how many people have been plundered from Asia, maybe in this world, Shao Feng blocked the Strait of Malacca, but there are also a lot of people taken away from Singapore, Malaysia, Myanmar and other countries, and he has a natural affinity for the yellow race.

It is not because of the state, but that the yellow race is indeed more industrious than the blacks, and the long period of feudal rule also makes them more obedient and easy to manage.

"Those are sovereign states, so they're all workers, and you'll need to pay them about three pounds a year to meet the needs of your crew. This can bring you more profits, young captain, and I don't think anyone will turn down this deal. ”

Hasson stepped down from his bar seat with his glass and a smile on his lips, of course he knew what to say, and if it was the French, he would call those yellows yellow pigs, a title that would make people laugh and certainly bring business.

These people are basically the prototype of later generations of Chinese laborers, who served as slaves in the name of workmanship, participated in the construction of various parts of the world, and buried countless dry bones.

"Oh, I'm a little interested, but I don't think my ship needs too many people. ”

After all, slaves and Asians could not make up the majority of the crew, and language communication and loyalty were problematic.

It is believed that with these experiences, the credibility of these people to the Europeans has been reduced to a very low level, and even so, it can indeed alleviate the problems of the crew to a certain extent.

"As you wish, sir. ”

Hasan was smiling, he knew that the deal was negotiated, although it was not much, but after all, it was a good start, privateers, and there were more days to come.