I’m Selling Jars In Pirates

Chapter 872 Maybe

"You stay here, and I still have some wine buried for hundreds of years. It is said that my grandfather's grandfather buried it."

The village chief's uncle stopped a group of people who were about to leave. "This secret is known only to the people of our village. None of us told the underworld.

The village chief paused for a while. I'm going to give you those cans of wine as a thank you.

The village chief looked serious. But there are also signs of not giving up. After all, it was his grandfather's grandfather's grandfather's buried drink. It can be considered a family heirloom.

"Ah, that's it. Thank you very much!" Lin Dong said with a smile. He directly accepted the thanks of the village chief's uncle.

"Then please come with me." While speaking, the village chief turned and walked towards his house. A jar of wine was buried under the big banyan tree in his yard.

"It's not suitable for 15, is it, Lin Dong?" Nami seemed a little hesitant. After all, it was the wine where his grandfather's grandfather's grandfather was buried. It is so precious!

"There's nothing inappropriate," said the village chief who was walking in front. I'll cook another can and bury it next month,

Unlike Nami, the village chief let go without giving up. The most precious thing about this wine is that it has been preserved for many years.

In that case, no big deal. He could make another jar. When the generation of his grandson's grandson's grandson's grandson's grandson comes, this altar will be a great wine.

"By the way, Mr. Village Chief. Do you know Fuxing?" Finally he stayed up all night and remembered this.

They came to West Blue in search of remnants of a revival. Now that landings are now available, it's natural for those who live in West Blue to ask this question.

Renaissance "?" The village chief repeated the name of the Renaissance. When I was younger, it seemed to be a revival ship at West Blue.

It appears that the revival is still famous. "I remember they were very famous when they first went to the Great Sea Route, but all of a sudden I couldn't hear from them."

They all knew what the village chief said. So Lin Dong's face showed very obvious disappointment.

"And after that? Did you hear they were at West Blue?" Usopp then asked. This is their most critical question, and one that Brook has entrusted to him.

The village chief frowned, then shook his head. I haven't heard of revival since then. However, he was kind and offered an idea. "You can go to Ohara. It's the home of scholars. A lot of information, intelligence is stored. You should be able to get information on the revival number there."

"Ah, that's it. Thank you very much!" Lin Dong thanked the village chief with teeth. This information is so timely!

If they didn't know the news, they'd run around aimlessly in West Blue like headless flies.

The village chief smiled and said, "Where, where. I can't help you! Even if I didn't say that, you'll know about these things sooner or later!"

"Thank you, Uncle Village Chief!" Lin Dong thanked the Village Chief again. At this time, the captain dug out a can of fine wine from under the tree, a very simple and ordinary sorghum wine.

Lin Dong walked to pick up the bottle of wine and thanked the village chief again. Afterwards, they said goodbye to the village chief.

Time to start your next adventure. "Then go to Ohara!" Lin Dong stood on the bow, looking at the West Blue map in his hand, he said generously.

OK, Captain. The helmsman of the ribbon gave a sigh of relief. There is also a map next to her.

A group of people set sail for Ohara. Roronoa is still recuperating under the watchtower.

On the other hand, Solon. A strange man with a strange mask in a white robe hugs a young man in a white coat and round glasses.

The most powerful intelligence agency in the Marine Marine. This time, they came out and pressed back a young man who looked a little dull.

"What do you think? Is there a stick in a place like this?" The round-frame glasses looked at the big iron rod with a diameter of more than one meter and a height of more than ten meters, and spoke.

Apparently, the man was escorted here. However, those around him were not at all impatient with his 540's problems.

"It's a man's weapon. A big stick, no matter how big or small, has special abilities." Good undulating voice.

"What! Not even living creatures can eat special abilities!" said the round glasses with a look of surprise. "How can this be!"

"I don't know what to do, but the truth is right in front of your eyes." The voice without heaving sounded again.

"Your Marine Marine is a luxury! It's too ugly to decorate this place with such a good thing." Round Glasses said in disgust.

"No, we didn't put it here." At this point, the mood fluctuated a little. This reflected some ups and downs in his tone.

"Ahem, that's it. What a wonderful aesthetic work those Ramirs are!" a round bespectacled face suddenly realized. But it still looks a little dull. "No, this is not a Ramir. In fact, the stick was left by a thief. We also don't know how to incorporate special abilities into inanimate objects."

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