Reborn As a Pirate

"This is the most famous parade ground in New Orleans. In 1719, the earliest pioneers of the French, accompanied by my ancestors, settled here and laid the first foundation stone here. This is the holy land of the French belief, so In the early days, it was called the Prayer Square, and it was not called the Parade Ground until you Spaniards came."

On the bustling parade ground, Carmen led Noah and Wang also stood among groups of pigeons, and toured the scenery of New Orleans with an Indian tour guide.

Tourism is a new thing in the world. It is far from a mature industry. Naturally, it is impossible to have a truly professional "guide". However, shopping guides for the purpose of sales have never been absent in human history.

That's why I have this trip.

Early in the morning, Carmen took Nuoya and Wang to seven antique shops, and successfully received special hospitality from the owner of the antique shop as a noble lady who loved colonial culture and had too much money to burn.

This Indian named Chakuku Chili is the slave of the owner of the antique shop. He is very eloquent, and he knows all the history and secrets of New Orleans since the opening of the port.

The boss entrusted him with an important task, asking him to fully stimulate the curiosity of the lady and the pride of the Spaniards, expand Carmen's purse, and let her buy as many ancient New Orleans artifacts displayed in the store as possible.

Of course, Carmen would not disappoint Mr. Chakuku. As soon as he finished speaking, he interjected at the right time: "Mr. Chilly, is the wooden cross in your store the first one placed in the church?"

"No, no, ma'am. It's not the first cross, but it's definitely the most significant. Have you heard of the 1968 parade ground hoax?"

"When did my countrymen punish the French fanatic?"

"It was that time! That night when Mississippi was stained with blood, the coup leader Gudalil fled into the church under the protection of the French who attended the banquet together." Chakuku sighed pretendingly, "At that time He was badly wounded and drenched in blood. I heard that when the Spaniards invited a priest to open the door of the church, he had already passed away while holding the cross, and the blood on his body soaked through the wooden texture, and he couldn’t wash it clean.”

"The governor felt that the cross stained with the blood of the madman was a blasphemy and insult to God, so he ordered someone to replace it with a brand new cross, and the replaced one was bought by the owner at a high price and became the treasure of our shop. "

"It's really an exciting story..." Carmen said with emotion, "Mr. Qili, how much is the price of your town treasure?"

Chakuku's expression froze for a moment.

As far as he knew, his master purchased the cross for fifty pounds. It is reasonable to say that after so many years, and with this heavy and tragic history, the price of the cross should have risen significantly.

But none of the white people was willing to buy a blood-stained wooden cross. In fact, this thing had already been dropped in the hands, and it was about to rot.

Is it to sell this inventory at a very low price while Carmen is impulsive? Or satisfy her fantasies about the treasure of the town store and deceive her with high prices?

After thinking about it, Chakuku decided to lie.

"Ma'am, that cross carries too many things. The owner spent a hundred pounds to acquire it. More than ten years have passed..."

"Twenty pounds."

"Deal! The cross is yours." Chakuku said quickly.

Carmen covered her mouth and snickered: "By the way, I haven't introduced my companion to you yet, Nuoya Kazuya. Nuoya is my younger sister, and she is hopelessly in love with this gentleman from the Qing Dynasty , have made preparations for the wedding in the presence of God."

"That's great!" Chakuku happily expressed his blessings to Wang Ye and Nuoya, "Miss Nuoya, your vision is unique. Yellow-skinned men are naturally gentler than every white-skinned man, and they are more knowledgeable and interesting. More Importantly,

You have also found a handsome gentleman from the mysterious East, for which not even the world can condemn you. "

"Thank you...thank you...thank you!" Nuoya flushed with embarrassment, wishing she could find a trap and dive into it.

At this time, Wang also suddenly stood up and blocked Chakuku and Nuoya without a trace.

"Mr. Qili, you are wrong. Gentlemen in the Qing Dynasty are often regarded as heretics by the stubborn white people because of their beliefs. They are used to treating the Qing people as heretics. In the relationship between me and Nuoya There are barriers between love."

"Then what should you do?"

"Love cannot be hindered by despicableness!" Wang also raised his arms and shouted, "There is a saying in our East called expedient measures. Do you know? I have successfully deceived Noah's parents into believing that I am a believer in God." The Indian, and the young chief of a powerful tribe."

"what?"

"Little Chief! I'm going to meet Noah's parents in three days, but I don't know anything about Indians. Will you help me, Mr. Chilly? You see, I was able to convince Ms. Carmen to pay more for that cross." Right price."

Qi Li stared blankly at the oriental gentleman with the same skin color in front of him, and vaguely felt that perhaps pretending to be an Indian was the main purpose of these three people's publicity in the antique shop.

"This...Although I don't care, is it really okay for you to deceive the woman's parents in this way?"

"No problem, no problem! The Qing Dynasty and the New World are separated by vast oceans. As long as the worship is completed and the marriage is completed, she will be my daughter-in-law of the Qing Dynasty. It's impossible to see my natal family again. So, don't worry!"

"rest assured?"

"rest assured!"

Chakuku admired and admired, it turned out that love... is really a crazy thing.

...

Time passed, three days in a row.

At night, the moon is dark and the wind is high, and the sky is full of murder and arson.

Today is the day when the big plan starts. Lorraine is just like the previous few days, sitting on a tall oak tree bored, legs crossed, head propped up, eyes half-closed, looking through the flourishing branches and leaves Not far from the peaceful French barracks.

This is the Baton Rouge Legion, but as the sky darkened, there were no longer any crowds queuing up like long snakes outside the camp.

Lorraine is no stranger to such scenes.

Because the earl established a numbering system similar to later hospitals and banks for the smuggling merchants who applied, every merchant who is willing to apply will receive a number plate to determine the order in which they line up.

Only when there is a lack of number or over-number, the subsequent merchants have the possibility to make up for it in sequence, and the merchants who have passed the number will be postponed according to the number, and they will not waste the boring waiting of the previous days because of a momentary mistake .

Queuing is useless, and not queuing is useless. Under the Earl's strength, everyone can strictly observe the closing time of the legion.

The long queue determines that the Earl will never be short of manpower.

The battle on the front line is not tense. According to Lorraine's observation, only about 500 people will be recruited every day to supplement the battle damage. This number is roughly equivalent to the manpower that ten smugglers can provide. Apart from these lucky ones, all others can do is be patient.

In addition, Lorraine also confirmed one of the most important things, which was the Earl's schedule.

Every gentleman will try his best to create a stable routine for himself, so as to ensure that he looks good the next day, and the earl is no exception.

If Lorraine's pocket watch didn't move excessively, the time for the Earl to go out to camp tonight is not far away...

Thinking of this, Lorraine sighed, and lowered his body again, almost lying on the branch, like a tree lizard wrapped in black skin, completely blending into the night, hard to see at a glance.

There was a rustling sound behind him.

Lorraine looked back following the sound, and saw Henna in a black smock descending against the wind, and landed firmly on the tree branch behind him.

The lightness of the movements and the indifference of the expression really make people feel handsome.

He glanced at his feet depressedly: "Isn't this the tallest tree nearby..."

"yes."

"Then how do you manage to descend from above every time? Can Assassin still fly?"

"I didn't learn it." Hana used this method to acquiesce in the existence of Assassin's flying technique, then shook her hand, pulled the sling back from the branch, and carefully retracted her pocket, "The count is out."

"Now?"

"I made some noise. He is looking for illegal intruders in the barracks. If I guess right, he will stay there for up to 20 minutes. After that, he will give up the search and leave the barracks."

"Riding in a carriage like a few days ago?"

"the same."

"If that's the case, we'll split up."

After saying this, Lorraine turned over and jumped off the branch, tapped his feet repeatedly on the overgrown branches, landed on the ground in just a few breaths, and ran away along the straight road outside the barracks.

After running for nearly two kilometers, he stopped and joined the sailors and sailors who had ambushed in the woods early.

Karen came forward from the woods, and suppressed his voice nervously: "Captain, is the meat ticket here?"

Lorraine gently adjusted her breathing: "Henna will hang a bunch of acorns outside the car in a while, which is very conspicuous in the night. So don't worry, you won't miss it."