By Ten The caravan consisting of several large and giant cargo ships is not eye-catching at the Heinhaiman Port, known as the ‘vice capital’ of the city-state of Catarman. However, all the ships are dilapidated, as if they are about to fall apart at any time, but it is very attractive. Pay attention.
A bunch of idle people soon gathered on the shore, standing under the huge sailboat, whispering and looking up. Most of these people were strong workers waiting to load and unload cargo at the port, and the rest just happened to come. In Hong Kong, the business clerks and bosses gathered around to watch the excitement.
“Wei, Mr. Vitas, is this your ‘Golden Seagull’?” Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the lucky ones who managed to escape were forced to go down the hanging ladder. The broken ladder relied on the cable to force it. They got off the boat one by one, cheering up. When it was Vitas’ turn, a sudden exclamation came from the crowd: “You, have you encountered a tsunami?”
“Yes, Mr. Savage,” he turned around and looked at the huge ship behind him that was beyond recognition. , Vitas quietly took a deep breath, restored his pretentious posture, followed the direction of the sound, smiled at a short old man with sparse hair wearing bright silk clothes, and said: “A terrifying event that has not been possible for hundreds of years.” Abnormal storm, more than a hundred large ships are back sailing. It is only thanks to the protection of Lord Tinaros that I can talk to you now.” ”
Oh my god, more than a hundred large cargo ships have returned . Sixteen ships, the ‘Golden Velvet Trading Company’ has really suffered heavy losses!”
“Not all the lost cargo ships belong to our trading company, and the returning ships were also filled with wood produced in the prison waters, so the loss is still acceptable.” Vitas said pretending to be reserved.
“The wood from the Hell Sea is a hot commodity. You can always find ‘good stuff’. If possible, I hope to book two ships at any price.” The short old man’s eyes lit up when he heard the profit. He didn’t bother to comfort his unlucky colleague and said with a smile.
“Twenty-five gold coins per side. You can pay after inspecting the goods first. I have discovered a new trade route and obtained the trading rights of a large tribe of Hellmen. From now on, I will have as much wood as I want.” The middle-aged businessman said generously. He said: “Okay, Mr. Savage, that’s it. I’m going back to the trading house first.
The losses in this trade are huge, and I want to report it to my employer as soon as possible.” He strode out of the port.
The harbor covers a huge area. Vitas took off his hat from time to time to salute businessmen he knew well along the way. He didn’t show any sign of the frustration he had on the ship. But after leaving the port and turning into a remote alley, the middle-aged businessman’s spirit collapsed. He stood down and showed a bitter smile that was uglier than crying a