Five people, five small books, five numbers. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The lowest number is 2918 and the highest number is 5209.

Luca's team had a serious infighting over the cost of brown sugar. For a whole night, several people quarreled with dry mouths, and no one could convince anyone.

"Shall we go by the average?" Nora suggested.

"That's a good idea, forget it!" Ollie raised her hand in approval.

Except for Luca, no one else objected, so he had to follow suit.

Ten minutes later, five different averages appeared in the notebook.

"I'm sure I'm right!" Lukka was so disappointed with the digital idiots on his ship.

But the other four have their own opinions, and absolutely refuse to admit that their math teacher died early.

"Merchant ship, or we should retreat......" Ollie whispered, clasping his fingers.

......

"How can you retreat?!" Early in the morning, before the golden tooth could wash his face, Luca pulled it out of the bedroom.

He casually slapped his face with cold water, listened to Luca say it from beginning to end, and suddenly realized.

"Isn't there no one to settle accounts for you?" Goldtooth laughed, "Wrap it up on me, and I'll introduce you to an experienced captain!"

"Is the person you introduced safe? You know, we're ......" Lukka didn't say the word "pirate" directly.

"Don't worry, what background do I have?Can I introduce you to good law-abiding citizens?" Golden Fang patted his chest and promised, "But don't worry, my identity is absolutely clean, and I am definitely not wanted!"

"Then I'll look at the people first, and then decide. Instead of agreeing immediately, Lukka asked Goldtooth to call someone to the quayside of the quayged Peregrine Falcon for an interview.

"That's not going to work. You have to find this person yourself, and I'll write you a letter. By the way, and a little patience, he has a bad temper. Golden Tooth said, picking up the quill and began to write.

"Did I recruit him, or did he recruit me......" Lukka whispered, but took the letter anyway.

The address on the letter was not far away, two streets away from the Golden Tooth's shop.

Arriving at the door, Luca took out the address and confirmed it three times before going up the steps and knocking on the door.

The Golden Tooth gave this address, not a private house, but a tavern. Of course, it's not open now, who would run to the tavern early in the morning to drink?

After knocking for a long time, there was finally some movement in the tavern, and the door was opened a crack.

A sleepy-eyed face appeared behind the door, and his voice was full of displeasure at being woken up: "What are you doing?"

Luca replied, "We're looking for someone named Leon Emmonson." ”

The people behind the door looked Luca and the others up and down: "What are you looking for him?"

"Golden Tooth El introduced, we have a job for him. Lukka said as he held up the letter in his hand, the envelope with a large signature of the gold tooth.

The person behind the door seemed to hesitate for a while, sighed and finally opened the door, and pointed to a corner next to the counter: "The person you are looking for is over there." But I think no matter what the job is, you're looking for the wrong person. ”

Lukka looked in the direction of his finger, and in that corner, two tables were joined together, and a man was sleeping on top of his coat.

As soon as Lukka walked over, he smelled a choking smell of alcohol. He flapped the letter in his hand in the air a few times, and shouted, "Mr. Emmonson, wake up!"

The drunken man at the table didn't know it.

Lukka pushed, but the other party just reached out and scratched his neck, and continued to snore.

Ollie couldn't stand it anymore and came over and pushed it.

The two tables were already unstable, one of them was missing a leg, and with Ollie's "didn't use much effort" push, the simple bed immediately disintegrated.

"Be careful!" Before Lukka could finish speaking, the man fell to the ground with a "bang".

He hurriedly stepped forward and tried to help the person up, but he didn't expect to hear a louder snoring sound in his ears.

The wine glass that opened the door just now burst out laughing: "Don't worry, you won't wake up if you fall a few more times." ”

As he spoke, he walked behind the bar, took out a kettle, walked over to the man, and poured it directly.

"Well, what? who?" the man lay on the ground and rubbed his eyes, "Frank, it's good to open the door so early today, bring me another bottle of rum, ask for the 'Golden Moon', don't fool me with the miscellaneous wine." ”

"I didn't plan to open the door, someone was looking for you. Bartender Frank pointed to Luca, "These guys, introduced by Golden Fang, say they have a job for you." ”

"Work, I'm not going to do any work, get me the wine!" the man dragged over a chair and sat down, his upper body lying on the table, and he was about to fall asleep again.

"Don't sleep yet, read this letter first, at least talk about it, and if you are not satisfied with the work we offer, we will not force it. Lukka said as he handed over the letter from the Golden Fang.

The man sat up straight and held out his hand. Lukka thought he was going to read the letter, but he didn't expect the other party to grab the letter, crumple it into a paper ball in a few clicks, throw it far away, and the paper ball rolled directly to the back kitchen.

"Don't bother me, is this your place? The bartender doesn't care if I'm sleeping here, so why are you bothering me?

The person who spoke had a messy head of gray hair, which looked like he hadn't taken care of in months, and the beard on his face was similarly disheveled, with two large bags under his eyes.

Lukka hesitated for a moment, did not speak to the drunk, but turned back to the bartender Frank and said, "The kind of wine he wants, have a bottle." ”

"Do you really want him to keep drinking?" said the bartender, who brought a bottle of wine.

Leon Emson reached over, and Lukka picked up the bottle and avoided him: "Let's talk first, and then whatever the outcome, this bottle will be treated as if I had invited you." ”

Emmondson pulled up the sleeve of his coat and wiped his face, for in the June weather, he was still wearing a heavy coat that was so dirty that he couldn't see the color, the cuffs and neckline of the dress were frayed, and there was a bunch of ornaments on his chest that were also unrecognizable in color and shape.

"Okay, let's talk about it. Wash it again, show your face, and be a mascot for those big guys, right?" said Emmonson, keeping his eyes on the bottle in Luca's hand.

"What mascot?" Lukka was confused by him.

"Isn't it?, what the hell are you doing here?" said Emmondson, reaching for an empty cup from the table next to him.

"I'd like to ask first, did you ever work on a ship?" Lukka thought he had asked politely, but Emmondson in front of him laughed as if he had heard some terrible joke.

After a long time, he covered his stomach and said breathlessly: "You asked me if I worked on a ship?" Frank, did you hear me, he asked me on a ship...... Haha!"

The bartender didn't answer, but Ollie, who was behind Luka, suddenly walked up, lowered his head and looked at the old drunkard carefully for a while, and asked:

"You're Leon Emmonson, the great explorer who conquered the Endless Sea?"