Port Royal

The sun has just jumped above the horizon

Su Zhong wore a gray cloak and walked on a muddy road. A foul smell hits. This is the world of Pirates of the Caribbean? A big dung tank?

Walk briskly through the port town and climb the cliff on the side of the port.

The salty sea breeze blew in the distance, making his nose itch and uncomfortable.

Even so, Su Chong couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. It's really that the environment around the pier is too bad.

After a while of the sea breeze, my stomach suddenly gurgled.

He hasn't eaten since last night.

"Gotta find a way to make money."

It's a pity that after walking around Port Royal, Su Chong didn't find a suitable position.

Even if someone hires workers, it's all hard work. The intensity is high, the pay is low, and it barely starves to death. But this obviously did not satisfy him.

In the distance, dozens of small boats slid out of the harbor, fishermen near Port Royal. In order to survive, I had to get up early and stay up late.

Fisherman? It seems like a way to do it......

As long as you catch enough fish, you can get enough money.

It's a pity that he doesn't even have a hook now. How to fish? Jumping into the sea and touching?

Well, the hook...... Why don't you go to Will and try it?

……

The entrance to Old Tom's blacksmith's shop

Su Zhong looked at the hollow font on a square iron plate, and felt that the owner of this blacksmith shop had quite an idea.

He spent the morning walking around Port Royal, where most of the shop signs were painted on rags. A few wooden signs are still in tatters.

Only the signboard of this blacksmith shop is a little ...... Daintily?

This is probably Wiltner's blacksmith's shop.

Su Chong walked through the open wooden door. The temperature rose suddenly, and a series of whining sounds were heard in the air.

It's not like the sound of iron.

Walking down the wooden staircase, turning a column, a sturdy young figure came into view. The other party is holding a saber and stabbing and slashing.

"I hope it didn't bother you, Will Turner," Su bent his fingers and tapped on the pillar beside him.

The stout young man turned his head as if frightened. He was too focused.

Put away the half-posed pose, flip your wrist, and easily swing your saber to Su Chong: "Good morning, Pastor Angle." How can I help you? ”

At this time, Will was not the seasoned pirate with a short beard, he was still a sunny young man.

"I need a hook and the reward is half of my catch today." Su Chongdao.

"Forget it, it's just a fishhook." Will put away his long knife and removed a cloth bag from the wall. took out a fishing hook and handed it to Su Chong, along with a string of fishing line.

He didn't think Su Chong would be able to catch many fish.

"I'll come again." Su Chong took the fishhook and said solemnly, then turned around and left. Any argument is powerless, and only real results can be convincing.

Will shrugged his shoulders, smiled indifferently, and turned to continue practicing his sword.

He had to practice his sword for three hours a day, and he hadn't practiced enough today.

Outside the blacksmith shop, Su Chong's brows furrowed slightly.

Just now, a series of cross sword moves suddenly appeared in his mind.

The predecessor still understands the cross sword?

It seems that I was taught by my father when I was a child. It's just that it doesn't pay attention to itself. Otherwise, you won't be knocked on a stick.

Press the Inquiry Mind. The most important thing for him now is to successfully catch a fish.

"Now that the hook is here, the next step is to make the bait."

Suzhong used to fish, but it was only in the inland freshwater river. And he has only had one or two experiences, and he is not proficient.

Purpose-built bait is the source of his confidence.

There is a recipe in memory that has a fatal attraction to fish. When he had just browsed the surroundings of Port Royal, he had already found a similar alternative material.

"It's just a bottle of wine now." Su Zhong touched the small cloth bag hanging from his waist. It contained the plants and ores he had collected.

You might want to check it out at the Hog's Head Bar.

It is impossible to buy. All the money on him was robbed. The only silver necklace of value was also snatched away.

The dark alley next to the bar, where Su Chong crossed over. At the base of the wall at the bottom of the alley, a pile of wine bottles was piled up in a haphazard manner.

Last night, though it was only a quick glance, he vaguely remembered that there were wine bottles in this place.

"Hopefully I'll find some leftovers."

Enduring the harassment of mosquitoes and flies and the smell of sourness, Su Zhong kept rummaging. He gathered together the remaining drops of liquid from each bottle. In the end, I actually collected a small half bottle!

Ha! Big catch! Fortunately, this "treasure land" has not been discovered by drunkards!

Putting the wine bottle in his arms and hiding it, Su strode away. He didn't want to be robbed again.

Although this half bottle of wine is shoddy and dirty, it still smells of sourness. But I'm not sure to be taken by any drunkard. As far back as I can remember, the people here have a soft spot for rum.

……

The beach below the cliffs. On a reef jutting out of the beach.

When Su Chong looked out from the cliff in the morning, he had carefully looked at it, and the water level in this position was deep enough to hide enough fish.

Pour out the contents of the cloth bag, smash them, and then stuff them into the wine bottle and shake them violently.

The already filthy liquor suddenly turned to a dark ash. It should have been filtered and refined a few times.

It's a pity that the conditions are limited now, and it is already lucky to be able to make this half bottle of inferior potion.

He poured most of the potion into the water to attract fish in the water.

"Hope it helps." Su Zhong thought uncertainly.

To the sea, this little liquid has no sense of existence.

Su Chong used the remaining potion to soak the bait, a white soft worm in the humus, which he couldn't name, but presumably could be used for fishing.

Hook up the bait and flick the hook into the water. Su Zhong held the fishing rope in one hand and sat cross-legged on the reef and waited patiently.

All the work that can be done has been done, and the rest can only be left to luck.

He doesn't know much about fishing, and whether he can succeed or not depends on the inferior potions he scraped together.

The sea is calm, and there are only slight waves on the beach that turn up white flowers.

Su Zhong sat on the reef bored.

"Will you catch a sea king?" He suddenly thought happily.

After thinking about it, I felt that it was better not to have a sea king.

In order to obtain the source, he will soon have to go to the sea. If there really is a sea king, if you encounter it, you will die.

"No, it seems that there are really sea kings!" Isn't Davy Jones' pet a super octopus?

Such a big lump, I don't know how much it is worth......

No, no, you shouldn't think about how much it's worth, but how to run for your life in case you encounter it!

He's not Jack Sparrow, and even if he's dead, people can still remember to resurrect him.

Hey? There's movement!

The hemp rope in his hand shook violently, and Su Zhong suddenly lifted it up.

A sea fish with a small arm length was suddenly thrown on the reef.

"The potion works!" Su Chong was shocked.

With a punch knocking out the live fish, Su Zhong continued to bait and fish.

In less than an hour, Su Chong caught sixteen big fish.

……

Blacksmith's shop

Will looked at Su Chong's string of fish in his left hand and a string of fish in his right hand, and his eyebrows couldn't help but raise.

"Pastor Angle, I didn't expect you to be a good fisherman."

"Just call me Angele."

Priesthood is a predecessor profession. Su Zhong didn't understand and didn't want to pretend.

"It's yours." Raise your hand and hand Will a string of fish. That's exactly half of what he's harvested today.

"Angleel Pastoral ...... Well, Angle. It's just a fishhook. Will waved his hand.

Su Zhong didn't care, hung a string of fish on the pillar beside him, nodded slightly and left.

Will spread his hands and shrugged, when did Pastor Anglie become so reticent?

……

Hog's Head Bar

Su Zhong sold the remaining eight fish to the bar.

He was given a cheap bottle of rum and food for the next two days – brown bread with fried fish pieces. Well, the fish are the ones he caught.

Eating the slightly burnt fish, Su Zhong let out a sigh of relief. Finally found a way to make a living.

A gentle breeze blew through the window, and a strong, persistent stench lingered through the nose. The aroma of fried fish was immediately washed away.

Gotta move out of the Hog's Head Bar as soon as possible. He was afraid that one day he would be smoked to death in his sleep!

……

Three days later, Su Chong came to Old Tom's blacksmith shop again.

"Angele, do you still need a hook?" Will laughed.

He heard that Su Chong had been harvesting more and more day by day for three days. He even caught a rare fish, which was bought by Governor Swan's butler at a high price.

Today's Pastor Angle has overcome the dilemma of life.

It even causes others to imitate it. He also sold a lot of hooks for this purpose.

"No, I'm not going to fish." Su Chongdao.

He didn't expect to get a small fortune so quickly.

To this day, Su Chong doesn't know where that precious fish is.

However, this small fortune is enough for him to make the next step.

"I want to know, in Port Royal, who has an idle boat, and I want to rent one to go out to sea to fish."

He wanted to increase the scale of fishing and accumulate wealth quickly. The unique Fish Trap Potion gave him confidence.

Will was amazed that Pastor Anglie had gained so much that he was now able to rent boats.

"Angle, you ought to go to Old John. You know, he's the bartender and owner of the Hog's Head Bar, and he's the most well-informed in Port Royal. ”

"I can't trust him." Su Zhong said lightly.

The predecessor was robbed, and it seems that there is a reason for this old guy.

His silver necklace had been hidden under his clothes, and only Old John had ever seen it.

He was robbed a little later. This had to make him suspicious.

"Well, that old guy is really not clean." Will pursed his lips with disgust in his eyes: "It is said that he used to be a pirate, you know, pirates are always insidious and cunning. ”

Su Chong was noncommittal. You may not know that your father is a pirate, your daughter-in-law is a pirate, and you yourself will be a pirate in the future, and you will still be a pirate who can't die!

Well, it looks like your son is also wanted as a pirate! A pirate family? Hehe......

"Well, I just got a message." Will said briskly, "You can go to the end of the street and find Baldwin." The old man had been suffering from joint pain lately and couldn't go to sea. Boats should not be needed in the short term. ”

After a moment's hesitation, he added, "But you have to be mentally prepared that his ship is an old fellow like him." It's not safe to go to sea. ”

"Thank you for the reminder, I'll look into it carefully. It's your pay! Su Zhong pulled out a bottle of rum from his cloak and threw it to Will.

"I don't drink." Will reached out and grabbed the bottle. I muttered to myself, why don't you give me a silver coin?

"Trust me Will, you won't be able to live without it." After Su Zhong finished speaking, he turned around and left.

After becoming the captain of the Flying Dutchman, he was only allowed to go ashore for one day every ten years. In the face of a boat full of rough men, rum is the best pastime!

Will looked puzzled. Is Mr. Pastor so chattering?

(End of chapter)