Late autumn has arrived, and there are festivals to celebrate a good harvest or pray for a good harvest in the coming year, a tradition that is actually spread across the continent and may have a longer history than the four major countries, at least in the only surviving historical records of the old empire.

The origin of this festival is naturally the same historical agricultural life, which has been waiting for a good harvest day and night since the beginning of human cultivation, and it is this mentality that has created many harvest-related festivals that have been part of human history for thousands of years.

But there are also some minor "heretics" in this area, and in some areas there are no celebrations in the autumn due to special circumstances.

This is the case, for example, of Far Wind Harbor.

On the wide continental highway, a traveler looks out at the huge harbor below the hillside, and his red scarf dances in the autumn wind.

Yuanfeng Port is a port city built on the sea, and its port part is far larger than the city part, in fact, the two are separate, and the huge port is moored with hundreds of huge ships, and the style is also dazzlingly complex, which is a testament to the prosperity. Different ships come from different ports and different countries, the largest merchant ship may come from the Thunder Country, and the warship with the bow of a monster may belong to the pirates.

Yes, pirates.

Far Wind Harbor is a huge port city, a commercial center, and a pirate's paradise.

No pirate dares to rob on the way to Far Wind Harbor, this is the unwritten rule of the pirate world, and it is also a "face" they give Far Wind Harbor. Many wandering pirates also need a home to return to, they are wanted in most ports, and their identities are subject to arrest, so many pirates value these free places to land freely, and no one is allowed to break the rules here.

In Far Wind Harbor, anyone can stop a suspicious-looking person and ask, "Brother, are you a pirate?", and the person is likely to laugh with jagged yellow teeth and reply, "yes, do you want to get a job on my ship?"

All this is precisely because of the word "freedom" in the free port.

Not only in the earthquake country, but there are many similar places in the entire continent, and the local lords or princes do not know who this land belongs to, and it certainly does not belong to him anyway, which are all bad debts left over from the old imperial era.

The strength is naturally easy to say, send troops to swallow it, no one dares to talk more about the big fist, the problem is in the case of insufficient strength, Yuanfeng Harbor, a free port, is not something that others can say casually, in the past, even the emperor could only turn a blind eye, and he didn't care about getting taxes every year, and now the emperor can't speak well, and Yuanfeng Harbor will hand over the taxes to the duke in exchange for the freedom of the port.

The Duke is not a fool, of course he wants to completely take Yuanfeng Harbor for himself, but he can't do it, unless he concentrates elite troops to attack, which is bound to be not cost-effective, so he turns a blind eye as usual.

Now the one who really controls Yuanfeng Harbor, in addition to the local Chamber of Commerce Alliance, is Mao Xiong, who is closest to Yuanfeng Harbor, who was another pirate in the past, and the pirates and the Chamber of Commerce Alliance actually have common interests, so they can be counted as one.

If theoretically, Mao Xiong is now a subordinate of the Pirate King, and Yuanfeng Harbor should belong to the Pirate King, but the Pirate King's control over Mao Xiong is not strong, and it can even be said that there is no relationship, so there is actually no relationship between the two.

By the way, there are quite a few similar ports or islands on the mainland, and in a sense, it is they that support the maritime trade of the entire continent.

"Yo yo yo come and see! Look at the big fish that are alive!"

"Come and see! the velvet blanket and cigarette bottle from afar in the Lieguo!"

"It's guaranteed to be good! If you look at the blade, it won't roll!"

Qiu Wuyi, dressed as a sailor, walked through the middle of the street, and he was just a very inconspicuous passer-by who hurried by, not attracting any attention.

Because the business is so busy, even the guests can hardly take care of it, how can there be time to observe the pedestrians outside.

Nominally, the population of Far Wind Harbor is 50,000, which is the basis for paying taxes, but in reality it may be more than doubled, because these 50,000 people are only the so-called permanent population, not including merchants, not including pirates, and not including the mercenary legions belonging to the Chamber of Commerce - mercenaries are also nominal, in fact they are the local army.

There are several chambers of commerce with different responsibilities in Yuanfeng Harbor, which are in charge of different types of business transactions, and their upper level is the alliance of chambers of commerce that controls the entire business of Yuanfeng Harbor.

Although the Chamber of Commerce Alliance will interfere in some aspects, in general, the trade of Yuanfeng Port is still quite free, and even Qiu Wuyi is following the port built by Yuanfeng Port.

Qiu Wuyi's first purpose now is to roughly grasp the situation of Yuanfeng Harbor, from the streets and alleys to the port, it may take a little time, it would be best if he could grasp the movements of the pirates.

Pirates are all over the streets, but they can't confirm the power, theoretically, most of Mao Xiong's men should be entrenched in Wuxing Island, which is a large island, which seemed to be a garrison for naval mercenaries a long time ago, and is almost a well-equipped town, as if it even has fresh water and farmland, and can be self-sufficient.

If you want to land on the Five Star Island, you have to mix in the pirate group no matter what, and it is obviously an unwise choice to kill the past by yourself, so Qiu Wuyi's current identity is a sailor.

The long hair deliberately tied into seven or eight small braids is also one of the sailors' favorite hairstyles, inlaid with some leather reinforced tunics, a curved waist knife, and a bow tie that can double as a turban, but unfortunately the skin is not as rough as the real pirates who are exposed to the sea breeze all year round, in this regard, Qiu Wuyi also made a little camouflage, and used a certain potion to change the texture of the skin on his body, unless it is washed off with another potion, even a file cannot fade it.

Since you are a sailor, you should not be too low-key, this is a city that seems high-profile everywhere, people who do not know how to show their abilities are destined to be unable to get ahead, bragging is also an innate ability of sailors, so it is impossible for anyone to find a secluded corner in the tavern where sailors and pirates gather.

"Damn old man, bring me a big glass of sugar cane wine!"

Qiu Wuyi kicked open the wooden door of the tavern and threw the coins in his hand to the bald boss who was wiping the big wine glass, the tavern was almost full, and no one even looked up at the guy who kicked the door rudely, because it was all too common, and the noise in the tavern was louder than the sound of kicking the door.

Since he is a sailor, he naturally has to scold to be decent, and those who really deal with sailors will not be entangled in this.

"Well, the new kid?"

The boss did not suspect him, and filled the big wooden cup with amber sugarcane wine and handed it to Qiu Wuyi, sugarcane wine is one of the most favorite liquors of sailors, the reason is naturally cheap, its raw material is the residue of sugarcane sugar, in the past, when the navigation technology was not very developed, the barreled water on the ship often became rancid, and the sailors mixed sugarcane wine in the water to drink, as a result, this custom has been passed down to this day.

Many of the captains who had crossed the seas were well pocketed and could afford to drink the most expensive wines, but they were like ordinary sailors, gulping down the fierce cane wine.

"It's not the first time I've come, the captain of this trip is a soft guy who doesn't even know how to make money, I don't want to do it with him, is there anything good that can be done a little longer recently?"

Qiu Wuyi poured half of the sugar cane wine in the cup in one go, burped fiercely, and asked with his elbow propped on the counter. This is the standard pattern of drifting sailors, who follow the ship from port to port, seeking employment, with no fixed job or income, but often with a lot of skills, and they have more of a river atmosphere than sailors who work on fixed ships.

What's good is the talk of seeking work, especially pirates, and pirate ships are often attritional for various reasons, and they will recruit sailors willing to go on board in the harbor.

It was unwritten rule that the innkeeper should provide the sailors with information that he knew, and that they did know which captains were in the harbor at the moment.

"Yes, the best thing is to go to Mao Xiong's boat, and there have been few captains docking in the past two days. ”

The boss squirted heavily in his nose, and seemed to be a little unkind to Mao Xiong.

"Huh, Mao Xiong, he still goes to sea, why don't I know about this?"

Qiu Wuyi pushed the empty cup in front of the boss, opened a pair of eyes, and made a look of disbelief. It is impossible for those who enter the port not to have heard of Mao Xiong, and they should not show any respect for Mao Xiong as a person, even though this is his territory.

"Isn't it, huddled on the island day by day, and thinks the sea is something? He is not going to go to sea because he is still the king of pirates. ”

Seeing that Qiu Wuyi also sneered at Mao Xiong, the boss could be regarded as finding resonance, and his words became more and more harsh. The people of the harbor city, who deal with the sea and sailors all day long, are well aware of the romance and danger of the sea, and the nature of Mao Xiong entrenched on the island is a heresy.

"What am I going to do if I don't go to sea?

Qiu Wuyi waved his hand in disgust and said sarcastically.

"You're right, it's really farming, Mao Xiong doesn't know what kind of illness he has, he digs around the island all day long, probably wants to hide some treasure for the rest of his life, his ship docks at the port every three days, as long as his hands and feet are sound and can dig the soil, anyone can collect it. ”

The boss washed Qiu Wuyi's wooden cup, and then wiped it dry with a rag that could no longer be seen.

"Huh? What's the point of that? It's better to go with him to dig the ground and check with the merchant ships, and it's boring and gone. ”

"I'll come back next time. ”

After a brief goodbye, Qiu Wuyi left the small tavern, already having an idea in his heart.

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