Part-time as God of the Heavens

When Zhou Yi opened the door and walked outside, the soldiers outside were also able to form a formation, each holding a flintlock spear and aiming at Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi ignored these soldiers, but looked at the man in the middle with long British white curly hair and a triangular hat.

In this era, people with this hairstyle are generally in official positions or royalty, but whether it is really such a long wig or not, it is not certain.

After all, it is really troublesome to take care of it every day to keep it so long, and a wig is obviously much easier in comparison.

"Are you the administrative governor here?" Zhou Yi asked.

"...Yes." Weatherby Swan was really stunned when he saw Zhou Yi.

He is not as ignorant as those commoners who have lived in this town for generations. Naturally, he knows what Zhou Yi's skin color represents, but... Zhou Yi's hairstyle is very different from what he has seen in his mind. The gap, and he is fluent in English, and the clothes on his body are also very weird.

"Now I finally understand why they say it's a demon... It's really strange to look like this." Weatherby thought to himself, and asked, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

"This is my identity certificate, I'm just a traveler with legal status, I'm going to take a break here." Zhou Yi pretended to take out the documents from the system space inside the clothes, "You can take a look. "

When Weatherby heard the words, he motioned the adjutant beside him to bring over the documents in Zhou Yi's hand.

The adjutant was obviously reluctant. After dawdling for a while, he turned to look at a soldier and motioned for him to get it.

The soldier hesitated for a moment and looked at the civilians who were watching the fun.

The civilians suddenly dispersed, leaving only a blacksmith who was slower to respond, standing in place, with a confused expression on his face.

blacksmith:"???"

Wetherby's eyes flickered on the side, and the reprimand he wanted to blurt out was just held back.

It would be fine if it was someone else, but this blacksmith...

Weatherby knew who the blacksmith was.

Will Turner.

Many years ago, during their voyage, Wetherby and the others encountered a merchant ship that was robbed and completely destroyed by pirates, and rescued Will Turner from a coma from the sea.

In fact, Will Turner was the son of a pirate, but at that time, Wetherby and the others subconsciously believed that such a young child could not be a pirate, but must be the son of a man on a merchant ship.

Wetherby's daughter Elizabeth Swan found a gold skull coin from Turner's body and knew Turner's identity as a pirate, but kept it secret.

So, Wetherby brought Turner to this town with him.

But recently... Weatherby noticed that there was something wrong with Turner and his daughter.

To be precise, Elizabeth was unilaterally more enthusiastic, while Turner paid great attention to etiquette and did not show his feelings for Elizabeth.

But Weatherby couldn't say anything to his daughter, so he kept talking in Elizabeth's ear about Admiral James Norrington's good and bad, hoping to make his daughter change her mind, and also specially commissioned Turner to build the promise The saber needed for Colonel Lington's promotion to commander hoped to keep Turner busy, so that if the two did not see each other for a long time, the emotion could be eased.

Obviously, for an eighteen-year-old girl, Wetherby's behavior had the exact opposite effect, or the opposite effect of 1+1 being greater than 2.

Weatherby didn't know what was wrong and was very distressed, but due to his good upbringing, he could not take the initiative to do anything to Will Turner.

Until now, he suddenly realized that this seems to be a good opportunity!

In the current situation, if Will Turner is allowed to go, if there is danger, what will happen... Wouldn't that just cut off Elizabeth's thoughts?

Weiser thought, for example.

Turner is now feeling awkward.

Life in the small town was very boring. Although Turner was a blacksmith, he couldn't always strike iron. He didn't dare to go to Elizabeth until he finished his work, so after hearing the news of the devil here, he followed the crowd. Come to see the fun together.

In the end, I didn't expect that a strong man was caught instead?

Turner has no one else to order, and he is not that kind of person himself. Furthermore, Turner scoffs at the existence of the devil.

At this time, he was still an ordinary blacksmith, and he had never seen those strange things at sea.

The most important thing is that Turner also saw Wetherby's eyes look over, and he didn't mean to stop, thinking of the possible consequences of retreating in front of the "old man"... Turner made up his mind directly.

So, Turner walked directly towards Zhou Yi.

"You're very good." Zhou Yi saw Turner approaching, looked up and down, and immediately recognized who this person was, his eyes moved slightly, and he said, "Are you interested in coming to work with me?"

"Um...what?" Turner asked involuntarily.

"Tavern attendant, of course, not now. I just bought this tavern, and I still need time to decorate it," Zhou Yi said. "You can come to me at any time before I finish it."

"Being my employee, I can help you realize your wish. If you want to be with Miss Elizabeth, just being a blacksmith is not enough..." Zhou Yi said these words in a low voice.

Turner, who "has a ghost", was startled, and subconsciously glanced at Wetherby in the distance, for fear that Wetherby heard it and found that Wetherby did not respond, so he calmed down and looked again. Xiang Zhou Yi had a strange look in his eyes.

Why does this person know what's on his mind?

He is obviously well hidden!

Is it really the devil in the legend who can read the hearts of people?

A flood of thoughts flashed through Turner's mind in an instant.

"Okay, here are some of my identifications," Zhou Yi handed the documents in his hands to Turner, "I bought the tavern with gold coins, and the original tavern owner still has gold coins from me, and some of them left. It's all formal."

Even if Turner had all kinds of questions in his heart, it was impossible to ask them out in front of the public now. After taking the document in Zhou Yi's hand, he came to Wetherby's side.

"Mr. Turner!" Weatherby hid some of the disappointments in his heart well, and his face was full of smiles. "It's such a pleasure to see you here...I ask you to build that sword..."

"It has already started, and it will be delivered on time in a month!" Turner replied quickly.

"That couldn't be better." Weatherby glanced at the papers in Turner's hands and then at the adjutant beside him.

The adjutant doesn't dare not to pick it up now. If he doesn't pick it up, he may be fired tomorrow for his left foot that got out of bed first!

Frightened to take the documents, the adjutant did not dare to look at them, opened them, and displayed them in front of Wetherby.

Turner was curious, but he couldn't read, so he couldn't read it, and gave up quickly.

Weatherby looked over all the documents, took the documents and checked the seals carefully, and heaved a sigh of relief.

"It's true, it's a misunderstanding."

This time it is definitely not a devil. In fact, Wetherby doesn't believe in those ghosts and gods. It's just because the commoners believe in it and are worried about rumors and the like, so they came over in person.

After confirming, Weatherby took the document in his hand, motioned the soldiers to put down their guns, came to Zhou Yi, handed the document back to Zhou Yi, and asked curiously, "Mr. Zhou, why are you here?"

"I'm a person who likes to travel all over the world," Zhou Yi replied. "Now, I'm here, I plan to stay for a while and open a tavern to make some money, but..."

"I see," Weatherby nodded, "probably because they've never seen you dressed like this."

"I'm used to it. It's really troublesome to take care of long hair during travel, so I simply trimmed it off." Zhou Yi smiled, "After the tavern is renovated, you can come and taste it. I've traveled a lot and I know a lot of wines. brewing method, guaranteed not to let you down.”

"That couldn't be better." Wetherby heard the words, with a happy smile on his face.

Soon, Wetherby left with a group of soldiers after declaring that Zhou Yi was not a devil but a traveler from a very distant place.

There is a local chief executive who speaks like this, and the credibility is still very high, but those civilians still dare not approach here for a while.

Zhou Yi didn't bother to pay attention, and turned around and went back to the tavern.

Anyway, after I get the wine out, I can do an activity or something, and it will be crowded in an instant.

Compared with the wines of later generations, the wines of this era are said to be flattering!

"However, you can't just sell alcohol," Zhou Yi thought to himself, "Tavern owner... Logically speaking, the legal reward for this profession should be all the trading activities that take place in the tavern... Maybe I can try to develop it. Something else coming out?"

"What can make more money than selling alcohol?"

"Tavern...tavern owner...playing cards? Hearthstone, playing well?"

Zhou Yi began to seriously think about the feasibility of directly transplanting the Hearthstone legend set-if you use cards to attract people first, and then launch ancillary products such as card packs, golden legends, etc., and then harvest wool!

Zhou Yi's eyes lit up, but then he realized another problem.

In this day and age, there are not many literate people!

Can't read, play a snakeskin card!

"It seems that the idea of ​​​​this kind of card can be moved back first... Let's renovate this place first!"

"Come in, what are you doing standing at the door?" Zhou Yi said suddenly.

Outside the door, Turner, who crept here, was shocked when he heard the words.

He was very confident in his skills, but he was discovered anyway!

After a while, he swallowed, and Turner supported the rapier at his waist. After giving himself courage, he pushed the door open and walked in.

Code word code word code word!