Pirate Ship Doctor [Rebirth]

Guyana, the place where Indians lived in the ninth century, was repeatedly contested by the West, the Netherlands, France, Britain and other countries in the fifteenth century, and was finally occupied by the Dutch in the last century. It is the closest inland to Deville Island The area is naturally also the first choice for Basha Lomeo.

This time he came out and only took ten crew members to barely steer the sailboat, and rushed to Guyana, which is now ruled by the Dutch.

"Captain, we don't have a port entry permit. I'm afraid Guyana won't be able to enter. Why don't we go to another small island to look for it?" An older crew member frowned and looked at the Guyana port in the distance.

This place is different from the barren Deville Island. The imperial navy here is dozens of times stricter than Deville Island. Any pirates and warships from other countries are not allowed to approach the port, otherwise they will be regarded as invading enemies.Because in the port of Guyana, countless imperial merchants come in and out every day, bringing gold, spices, tobacco, sugar, leather, etc. from South America back to Europe, and then transporting a large number of slaves from all over the world to sell to those farmers and mine.

Such a port, the empire does not allow anyone to destroy it.

"It doesn't matter, we will have a Hong Kong entry permit soon."

Bartholomew held the binoculars and licked his palate slightly. He carefully inspected the situation in the port. Rows of long cargo ships were moored around the port. Countless ragged slaves and hired workers and noble merchants dressed in expensive clothes were standing there. It appeared in his binoculars that there were two other fleets approaching the port at the same time as him.

The two fleets brought their own cargo ships to the port at high speed. Basha Luo Miao waved his hand, turned the rudder and followed closely behind each other, sailing towards the port, while patrolling around the port. The other soldiers pretended not to see it.

Several fishing boats fishing outside the port were hit far away by the waves of these two fleets.

When the crew of the other two fleets disembarked, Bartholomew also slid down from the deck, and then a team of marines wearing military uniforms and holding long guns walked towards them to check the entry permits of each fleet. , and the berthing fee charged for each vessel.

Of the two fleets, the one on the left is led by a middle-aged businessman who seems to have exploded into wealth. The other party is full of arrogance, with a wig on his head, a cane in his hand, and a big belly. It wasn't that good. Bashalomyu glanced slightly at the deck of the other ship, and he could see people's heads moving around on the deck, and a group of crew members were driving a large group of slaves in naked clothes.

The group of people on the right got off the boat, but they seemed to be much better educated. The one who got off the boat was a woman with a delicate face and wearing a gauze hat. Beside the woman was a boy of twelve or thirteen years old, who looked like her. son, a large number of housekeepers and servants followed behind the group.

Bashalomyu squinted at the members who got off the boat on both sides, and walked decisively to the team on the left. Although the woman on the right was well-bred, she was extremely strict. I'm afraid it would be difficult to ask the other party to help, or even if he would Before he had time to talk to that woman, the other party's housekeeper would stop him.

But the profit-seeking businessmen on the left are completely different.

"Hi, dear sir, my name is Jeff Roberts, and I am a sea adventurer. I wonder if I can ask you for a favor?" Bartholomew raised his hand to take off the hat on his head and put it on In front of his chest, he bowed to the middle-aged businessman with a big belly, and said with a very graceful smile: "As long as you can do me this small favor, I will definitely repay you with actions."

"Repayment?" The middle-aged businessman waved his hand, making the servant beside him step back, and smiled with interest: "I don't know what you plan to use in return?"

Basalomew silently glanced at the middle-aged businessman, then suddenly looked down at the ground, his face slowly became depressed, he sighed, and said with some frustration: "I don't have a port entry permit for the Guyana port. So I want you to help me with this."

"You don't have a port entry permit, yet you still dare to approach the port? Want to take the fleet into the port for free? You have a pretty good idea." The middle-aged businessman raised his brows, looked Basalomew up and down for a while, and sneered road.

It takes a lot of gold coins to buy the port entry permit, and the port entry permit of each empire is different. Some merchants want to trade goods in the colonies of other empires, but in order to reduce the cost of maritime trade, they will omit the purchase of the other empire. As for the Hong Kong entry permit, wait until the destination and wait for the opportunity to enter Hong Kong with other people.

Looking at the downcast look of the other party, the middle-aged businessman silently guessed in his heart that this guy must be this kind of person.

Bartholomew shook his head silently, showing an indescribable look, and sighed: "It's not like that, to tell you the truth, I came out secretly without telling my family, and wanted to go to Cape Town to find my uncle, but on the way Some accidents happened, we have been drifting on the sea, never had a chance to dock, some of the crew died of scurvy, and finally we had to follow the current and drift here... As long as you are willing to help me, I can help You pay the mooring fee for a month in one lump sum."

The middle-aged merchant's fleet consisted of eight large ships. According to regulations, a cargo ship of this size required a monthly berthing fee of six gold coins, nearly fifty gold coins?This guy is willing to help him pay so many gold coins?

Hearing that the other party was willing to help pay 48 gold coins, the middle-aged businessman rolled his eyes, and a smile appeared on his fat face. He immediately shrugged and smiled, "It's my honor to help such a handsome young man!"

"Then thank you very much!" Bartholomew nodded sincerely.

"No, no, if you need anything after entering the port, you can come to me, especially if you need slaves." The middle-aged businessman smiled and pointed at the batch of slaves pulled off the ship.

Now he seems to regard Bartholomew as a fat sheep, such a generous fat sheep is the favorite object of all businessmen.

All the pirates on board breathed a sigh of relief after the navy checked the port entry permit and charged the berthing fee to leave. This was the first time they had encountered such a thing, and it was also the first time they had seen the captain do such a thing.

Unlike Bartholomew, the group of them were basically hired workers of the manor before, and they didn't understand the operation of the ship and these secret things between merchants, while Bartholomew had been involved in it many years ago. The voyage of a slave caravan merchant ship.

"Thank you very much for your help. I will come to you if necessary." Bartholomew bowed here and put the hat back on his head. After dealing with these things, seeing that it was still early, After greeting the crew, Diameter left the port and walked towards the bar.

No matter where it is, restaurants and bars are the most important places to inquire about news.

The sailors who have been walking on the sea all the year round like the bar even more. After asking some people, Bartholomew decided to go to the bar with the most sailors in the port of Guyana.

The bar here is far less chaotic and noisy than the bar on Pirate Island. As soon as Bartholomew entered the door, he saw about forty or fifty people sitting in the bar. The bar here is probably more like a mixture of a restaurant and a tavern. It can be seen that many people will order some meals while drinking.

"Hey, bring me a glass of whiskey." Bartholomew sat in front of the bar and shouted at the owner inside.

"Do you still need some herring?" The shopkeeper raised his brows and said with a smile: "You are British, you probably haven't eaten our famous Dutch snacks, eat raw herring, herring soaked in salt water for two or three days, Concocted with onions, it is a very delicious snack Do you want it?"

"No need." Bartholomew shook his head, "After wandering at sea for many years, I'm afraid that fish and bacon are the things I dislike the most, and of course that black bread that's as hard as iron."

"However, if you are willing to tell me something, I am willing to drink a few more bottles of whiskey tonight." Raising his glass, Bartholomew smiled at the owner.

"What news do you want to know?" Hearing that Bartholomew wanted to order a few more bottles of whiskey, the owner naturally became enthusiastic. "There are not many other things here, but there are quite a lot of good wine and news."

"I don't know if you have any suitable sailors here. Give me a reference. Or tell me about any major events in the major empires recently. My ship had some accidents on the way from England, and it has been drifting in the sea for two years. Three months, so I'm a bit out of touch for a while, and I need to replenish the crew."

"Do you have any requirements for the crew?" The man smiled at Basha Lomeo.

Bars like them, in addition to serving women, relaxing and entertaining, there are also many sailors and crew members who need to find a job, they will come to them to wait for their new captain, after all, the other party can't just sit and do this when they come in, at least they will Order a glass of rye for his small pocket money.

Of course, in return, he will also recommend them to the captain who needs to replenish the crew.

"I need some sailors with good strength, preferably extremely loyal crew members without any precedent of betrayal." Bartholomew raised his head and took a sip of his wine, he added inwardly, of course, it would be even better if they looked fierce. perfect.

As a pirate, appearance is also very important, and he doesn't like crew members who are too gentle.Only loyal and bloody crew members are his favorites.

"How many sailors do you need? A dozen or hundreds?" The shopkeeper pointed behind him and replied with a smile: "If you need them, you can look behind them. They are all good crew members. less, and I can tell you where the other sailors used to be."