"Captain, spare your life! spare your life! I, I will kowtow to you!" the quartermaster's crotch was wet with fright, but fortunately it was far enough, otherwise if the temperature reached Sorgers's nose, he was afraid that the latter would have cut off the bleak head on the spot.

Seeing that Sojes didn't make a sound, the quartermaster thought that there was a door, and he was overjoyed, kowtowing like pounding garlic and working harder, "Captain, I, I'm not going back!" I choose to join your pirate group, I, I dare to kill, please the regiment leader, give me a chance!"

"Cut!" Sojes looked disdainful, slowly stood up and walked in front of him, the quartermaster didn't know why, and thought that Sojes agreed, and as soon as he showed his joy, he was kicked to the side of the ship with a heavy kick in the chest.

"Poof!"

The quartermaster vomited a mouthful of blood, he was just an ordinary person without rank, this kick failed to kill him on the spot or he was blessed with a fat body, he squirmed on the deck and tried to get up, but heard Sogers's cold words.

"Let you join the pirate group? Are you worthy? In your eyes, a pirate is a person who only bullies and only burns and loots?"

Squeezing the words out between his teeth, Sorjes had no more time to waste on this waste. "Riddtier, do it, carve it on his face, I said I would spare his life, and if he doesn't survive, he will blame himself for spending all his time drinking. ”

"Okay, Commander!" Riddil, who had long been unable to hold back, walked over with a sinister smile, and the quartermaster wanted to resist, but where could his strength be greater than that of Riddil, a shield-armored warrior?

"Well, in order to survive, kill a colleague, okay, hehe, for the first time, I think my words are quite similar to that!" Glancing at his masterpiece, Ridtier kicked him aside.

"Alright, give him a raft, a bag of grain from their ship, and a bucket of water, and let him go!" With a wave of his hand, Sorgeth turned back to the cabin, and as he moved, the previously stabbed pirate cut the quartermaster's hands behind his back, and several other companions lowered the boat into the sea, and then dropped the food and water as well.

At this point, the quartermaster's face was as dead as ashes, and he did not make a sound when he was kicked on the raft, but could only adjust the sails in frustration and row away.

Didn't care if the quartermaster survived, the Dragon's Tooth Pirates set sail away, Sojes lay on the bed with a lazy face, next to the bed, there was his beloved Genevia peeling oranges for him, carefully picking off the white silk on it, and sending the orange petals to his mouth one by one, Sojes enjoyed it very much, and from time to time stretched out his tongue to lick her white and tender fingers, which provoked the girl to be coquettish, but the initiator was laughing, and even made Genevia slap Sojes's chest with his little hand again and again.

The two of them frolicked in the cabin, but according to the previous urine nature, there was always someone to disturb at this time......

"Bang!" "Jack, uh...... Damn, don't get tired of being here, come with me!" Riddish broke into the captain's room, first stunned, and then didn't say what was going on, he grabbed Sojers' wrist, grabbed him and ran out, with so much strength that he directly ripped the unprepared regimental leader out of bed.

"Holy, Ridtier, why don't you let go, I haven't put on my shoes yet!"

Sojes, who had been dragged to the door, roared angrily, and when he heard this, Riddier let go of his hand stupidly, but he was still guarding the door, as if something had really happened.

"What the hell is going on, is it worth your rush!" Sojers put on his shoes with a sad face, he should be used to this kind of thing, but every time he was disturbed, it still made him feel pain.

"This matter is not big or small, the grain that was snatched from those ships before was basically old rice, and some of it was already moldy. Riddier said truthfully, although the price of food in this world is not high, but it is only in the human market, for some races that are not proficient in cultivation, food is a very precious thing.

"Is there such a thing?" Sorges frowned, but he also knew that Riddir would not lie about such things, so he did not hesitate, put on his shoes and followed Riddier to the warehouse with Genevia.

As soon as he walked into the warehouse, a foul smell wafted into Sojes' nose, and Genevia, who was naturally clean, reached out to cover her mouth, turned her head and ran onto the deck to vomit.

Pinching his nose, Sojes said angrily: "This is part of it? I think almost half of this is moldy, right?" Two-thirds of the rice bags have been opened, and some of the grains are indeed slightly yellowed, obviously old rice, and the other part is not to be thought about, the rice grains in the bag have turned pale green, and people with long heads know that it has been moldy for some time.

"What the hell, this is also a grain ship sent by their country, how can they even dare to load this quality of goods on the ship!?" Sojes was shocked and angry, surprised that this group of quartermasters had such great courage, and angry that this time the harvest was smaller than he imagined!

Looking at the moldy grain, and recalling the direction in which these grain carriers had sailed, Cervantes made a guess, but he still needed to be sure, "Jack, do you have the charts on you?" "Yes!" Sojes took out a scroll of charts from his pocket, no longer pinched his nose, and unfolded the charts with both hands to show Cervantes.

"It seems that I guessed correctly, the destination of this group of unscrupulous navies should be here. Cervantes' slender fingers pointed to an area called the Quiller steppe on the border between the Dream Sea and the Polar Ice Ocean.

"I remember that there are many medium-sized orc tribes in this grassland, and it is the largest orc gathering place except for the Animo grassland, the orcs are good at grazing, but not good at planting, and the food they produce every year can only meet the needs of a small number of human orcs. ”

"You mean, this grain is sold to the orc tribe?" Sojes frowned, "This is too lacking in virtue, isn't it? Isn't it afraid that they will go and grab it directly if you sell moldy grain to the orcs?"

Of course they're not afraid!" Cervantes sneered, turned his head to Sojes and said: "Jack, you are from a noble family, you may not imagine how sad it is to be a non-human race, and you will not know what a terrible scene the famine will be, for the orcs, once there is not enough food for the winter, they can only kill some old people to reduce the consumption of food." ”

"There's no reason!" Sojers couldn't believe him, "I remember that although the orcs are not good at farming, they have a very large production of meat, and even if they don't eat food, eating meat alone can keep them through the winter, right?"

"That's right, UU read the book But after all, orcs are not 'beasts' in the real sense, they are more like people, they can't always eat meat, vegetables, fruits and rice noodles, lack of these, it will also destroy their nutritional balance, although they will not starve to death, but if they get sick, it will be a drag. ”

"So, this batch of spoiled grain can also sell well in the Orc Empire?" Sogers laughed angrily, but Cervantes said truthfully as if he didn't hear the anger in his tone: " Of course, in the orc tribe, food and meat are completely equivalent, although orcs are not stupid, they will not take a pound of meat in exchange for a pound of moldy rice, but half a pound will also be there, many kingdoms will collect a large amount of grain every year because it is not eaten in time and spoiled, these spoiled grains will be sold to the orc empire, for them, this is almost a profiteering without capital. ”

The orc tribe needs a fixed amount of food every year, so the usual transactions with them are only some neighboring countries, such a scale of trade is not ordinary small business houses can intervene, first, small business houses do not have enough to meet the needs of the orcs, and second, they themselves do not deter the background and force of the orcs, often when they come to the orc tribe, the orcs who believe in power will not choose to kill people and sell goods This more direct means, such as the previous small kingdom, although there is no military power to deter the orcs, but they have the support of the suzerain, the Fiana Empire, so he dared to go to the orc tribe to trade with these ships.