Chapter 62: Arrival in Havana
The next eight days of the voyage were unexpectedly smooth, with no pirates, no hurricanes, and even passing British caravans and naval patrols.
The fleet flying the Doren Chamber of Commerce and the British flag is simply huge, with a flagship with a hull of about 90 meters, and four transport ships about the same size as the Jackdaw, which makes Gordon cry foul.
The flagship looked like it had been converted from a decommissioned third class battleship of the Royal Navy, with a displacement of about 800 tons, and theoretically such a battleship was absolutely not allowed to enter caravans and private individuals.
This is what Gordon dreamed of, his ambition was not limited to just a merchant ship, he wanted an entire fleet that could run wild at sea and pirates flee.
"If I had this fleet, it would definitely be to crisscross the nine seas, make countless money, and then live a life of luxury like a king. ”
Gordon laughed uncontrollably, and the future was incomparably brighter.
"Hey, Captain, wake up, saliva is dripping to the ground. ”
"Oh, thanks for the reminder. ”
Gordon quickly wiped his saliva and looked at Mickey on the side.
"Is the Duolun Chamber of Commerce very powerful?"
His idiotic question directly caused Mickey to roll his eyes.
"That's what you look at?"
Gordon's eyes widened and he asked in a long, murderous tone.
Mickey lowered his head a little timidly, no, it should be said that he lowered his head shyly, which made Gordon even more annoyed, and Alan on the side cast a surprised gaze, flashing gossip.
"Gordon, the Coco was a ship of the Duolun Chamber of Commerce before, I think I should have it in my notes. ”
Gordon's eyes were a little evasive, so many books, the ghost can read them all, of course, he was directly sunk by the black pearl later, and he didn't have to read it.
Kulic shook his head, sure enough, he was still too young to calm down.
"The Duolun Chamber of Commerce is the largest chamber of commerce except for the East India Company, in charge of the arms trade and the basic trade in food, spices, and materials, while the East India Company controls the trade in tobacco, slaves, and opium. ”
"What about that kind of big flagship? How did you make this kind of thing?"
Gordon's most coveted battleship at the moment quickly asked.
"It's very simple, as long as you have money, you can do it, you know this kind of thing. Kulić spread his hands and said indifferently that he didn't expect such a ship anyway.
"I hate capitalism, it's simply bureaucracy, corruption!"
Gordon cursed, and Havana in the distance was already on the horizon.
Even from a distance, he could see the huge buildings in the distance, and Gordon directly opened the telescope and looked at the magnificent port city in the distance.
Towering clock towers, flags fluttering from the top of huge fortresses, a large number of merchant ships moored in the harbor, and battleships of the Spanish Navy.
At every moment, merchant ships enter this port to trade and then return to Europe, the Mediterranean, or head towards the African continent with a laden load.
"Here...... Is it Havana?"
He muttered to himself in a voice that only he could hear.
Gordon was born in Havana and grew up in the city for 19 years, but the memories were like bubbles and unreal until he finally saw the magnificent city with his own eyes.
Thinking of his parents in this world, he instinctively felt a little scared and didn't know how to face it.
As the largest port in the Atlantic, Havana belongs to Spain, but it is not limited to Spaniards, people from various European countries live here, black slaves, and Gordon's parents arrived in Havana at that time.
Maybe it's because of the bad things going by, or maybe it's the pursuit of novelty and adventure, but the end result is that Gordon's father Oliver saves up a sum of money to come to Havana, where he meets his mother Charlotte.
In Gordon's memory, the family opened a hotel when they were young, but eventually failed to run and went out of business, and Oliver ended up working in a chamber of commerce, while his mother took care of the horses on a nearby farm.
In the midst of this personality and environment, it was only natural to become a sailor in the end.
Although Charlotte strongly objected, he was supported by his father, Oliver, and boarded a merchant ship bound for Europe, as a sailor, accompanied by Duncan, of course.
It's only been a year since he left Havana, and Gordon has become a captain, and he can be regarded as a homecoming, but there is always a bit of a gap in his heart, and he doesn't know how to get along.
"Put away the sails and get ready to drop anchor!"
Kulić's shouts pulled him out of his memories, and he realized that the ship had arrived.
"It's incredible to think about the two years ago, when we were fighting with the Spaniards, and now we can sit down and talk about business together. ”
Kuric laughed and discussed, the relationship between the great powers is always inscrutable, and the interests can make them let go of all their contradictions, hatred, and directors.
Looking at the familiar streets and busy crowds around him, Alan suddenly felt extremely emotional.
"The sailors are ready to carry things!" Alan and Mitch began to wake up all the lazy sailors, while Kurich borrowed two wagons from the harbor and began to carry the cargo.
"Gordon, it's time for us to go to the exchange, you need to learn how to sell these things for the highest price. ”
But Gordon is simply uninterested in this aspect.
"Morgan, I'll leave it to you, I'll go first. ”
Without waiting for Kulić's answer, he jumped off the boat and walked towards the interior of the city.
"Hey, how can you be like this, captain, I'm the one who is leaving, you belong to ......"
Kurich looked at Gordon who was walking away a little helplessly, turned to Allen and said, "It's better for you to come with me." ”
Gordon walked alone in the city, his heart was filled with a lot of joy, looking at the bustling crowd, busy with his own business, orderly, the guards patrolled here, no one made trouble, this is the breath of civilization, it is really a long time ago.
He sat beside the fine towers, the taverns, the market full of people, and the square next to the fortress, with a beautiful pool in the middle, and he sat by the pool and felt a moment of tranquility.
"The world is still not good!"
As a result, before the words were finished, the alarm bell began to ring in the fortress ahead.
"Hurry, hurry up for me, someone sneaked into the fortress but no one knew, arrest me back!"