Father Pompeii is an old native of the Port of Dunerq. He doesn’t know how many generations ago his ancestors have been living in Dunerq. His family has witnessed the transformation of Dunerq from a small fishing village to the empire’s third largest city. All the historical events of the three major ports and the only ice-free port in the north of the empire. wWw.QuanBeN-XiaoShuo.CoM
When he was young, Pompeii's father was also very aggressive. He worked as a porter at the dock for two years. Then because he was good at using his two fists, he was absorbed into a small and violent porter gang. Naturally, just like the almost necessary life experience of all brave and fierce young people in Dunerki, Pompeii, who has a good temperament, became a little pirate.
I followed the old captain and wandered on the sea for several years. After a few years, I went to the winds and waves to eat meat and drink, and changed girls every night. Like other brave and fierce compatriots, Papa Pompeii meets a girl he really likes. So the pirate Pompeii disappeared from the world, and there was an Uncle Pompeii who opened a tavern in Duner. As the years passed, Uncle Pompeii became Papa Pompeii.
Father Pompeii, who once liked to talk with his fists and daggers, now has three sons who like to make trouble even more than he did back then. Obviously, it was impossible for his three rebellious sons to inherit his tavern. The tavern could feed one family, but it could not feed three families.
Father Pompeii did not want two of his three sons to follow his own path and live a rough and wandering life at sea. Maybe one day they would be killed somewhere in the sea and thrown into the sea like garbage to feed the fish.
So Pompeii took out all his savings, including all the profits he had made from nearly ten years of hard work at sea, and all the income his tavern had brought him over the past decades, a total of ten thousand golden coins. gold. All his savings were put into the Trident Whale Hunting Company and the whale hunting ship Sea Windmill under construction by Pompeii.
With the honor of becoming a minority shareholder of a whale hunting company, Pompeii waited in anxiety for two years before the big offshore windmill was finally completed and launched. In this year's whale hunting season, if the offshore windmill makes any gains, all shareholders can recover their costs with just one bumper harvest, and all its earnings in the future will turn into pure profits for shareholders.
Papa Pompeii's plan is very simple and simple. The cost will be recovered in the first year, and then profits equal to his total investment cost will fall into his pocket every year. After deducting the taxes paid to the empire, in ten years he will have a total asset of nearly 100,000 gold coins. This amount of money will be enough for him to find a good piece of land in Dunerke and open a sizable inn.
A tavern cannot support three sons and their future families, but a tavern plus a good-sized inn is more than enough to support five sons and their families. Papa Pompeii wanted his sons to behave themselves and not follow the same path he had taken when he was young and frivolous.
Early in the morning, I heard rumors from the port that a large windmill was entering the port, so Pompeii hurried to the port. He was very surprised why the windmill on the sea came back today. According to the whale hunting plan, he would not be able to return to Hong Kong until at least seven days later.
Could it be that we were very lucky this year, and the big windmill on the sea hit a good harvest as soon as it left the port
Or maybe it's just bad luck. Did the windmill on the sea run into any trouble
With uneasy thoughts, Father Pompeii mingled among the crowd and waited quietly. As a result, when the large offshore windmill parked at the berth, Pompeii's first sight was the huge hole in the butt of the giant ship. It was split open by external forces, and the surrounding steel plates showed signs of cracks and melting.
Father Pompeii's eyes suddenly darkened. Is this ship in big trouble
Father Pompeii seemed to see that his ten thousand gold coins were giving birth to ten thousand pairs of cute little wings, fluttering away from him. He seemed to see his three sons wielding axes and machetes to rob merchant ships at sea, and then they were shot into hedgehogs by the escorting mercenaries with crossbows.
Although he has never seen such a magical creature as a hedgehog with his own eyes, this does not prevent Pompeii's father from imagining what it should look like - three sons piled together with arrow shafts all over their bodies, which should be a symbol of the hedgehog. The perfect performance.
There was a sweet feeling in the throat, and Papa Pompeii's blood was brewing in his throat. …,
At this time, Papa Pompeii saw Blackbeard and this important figure in Dunerq. He also saw Lin Qi and Blackbeard embracing each other passionately, and heard Lin Qi's understatement - he and Enzo teamed up to kill a prey.
Father Pompeii's heart suddenly tightened, a prey? If it was a narwhal, then things weren't too bad. This year he can at least recoup some of the cost. Even if the repair costs of the windmill at sea are included, Papa Pompeii can still return to his tavern with some gold coins.
But like all uneasy small shareholders, Pompeo's father was full of some irritation towards Lin Qi. With only one prey, you actually let the big windmill on the sea return. With only one prey, you actually caused so much damage to the big windmill on the sea. The cost of repairing such a giant wheel is very expensive. For such a large hole about two meters in diameter, it will cost at least tens of thousands of gold coins to repair it.
At this moment, the few representatives of the small shareholders who were very happy rushed out. They stood on the bow of the ship and raised the golden strip high. It had threads on the surface, was more than four meters long, and had an ordinary waist pole at the bottom. Thick single horn!
The unique color, the unique whorl, and the length far exceeding the length of the ordinary narwhal's horn, all told everyone on the dock, Lin Qi and Enzo, two noble young masters, that they hunted a unique narwhal. Whale King!
A king narwhal worth ten or twenty times the value of an ordinary narwhal mad whale!
Papa Pompeii's heart was beating violently, and hot blood rushed into his brain along the blood vessels, washing every part of his body. He hugged everyone around him enthusiastically, yelled incoherently, and waved his hands vigorously.
He seemed to see that a brand new inn had been completed, he saw his three sons, his beautiful and strong daughter-in-law, and he saw his grandchildren running around all over the floor. Happiness came so quickly and suddenly. Father Pompeii's tears rolled down his face. He looked up to the sky and smiled: "Master Lin Qi, Master Enzo, they are really..."
Father Pompeii, who was short of words, hesitated for a while, and then he suddenly shouted: "Master Lin Qi, Master Enzo, you are men among men!"
The dignitaries on the dock burst into laughter and nodded in admiration. These words were so appropriate.
Lin Qi and Enzo bowed reservedly to the enthusiastic crowd around them, and everyone was firmly wrapped in an atmosphere of happiness.