Chapter 6

It was a sloppy man shouting at the fountain.

He has curly flaxen hair. His eyes are green, but his eyes are cloudy and don't look clear.

He is fat, with a short neck and a round belly. The upper body is wearing an old shirt that doesn't fit well, and the lower body is matched with dark brown suspenders with incomplete crotch buttons.

The sleeves of his shirt were rolled up, revealing the muscles inconsistent with his figure, his twisted arms and a pair of big hands with prominent bones. There are obvious yellow spots on the fingers and mud in the nails.

Sludge is the main reason why Lorraine thinks he is sloppy.

There is a lack of Medicine on the way to Hainan Airlines. Any regular sailor will pay attention to his personal hygiene as much as possible, even if he can't take a bath often, he won't leave dirt in his fingers.

But after careful observation, Lorraine overturned his original idea.

He is not sloppy.

Although the dress on the body was embarrassed, it was very clean, and even the hair was neat.

As for the sludge on fingernails, it may be some kind of spots that are difficult to wash all year round.

Sailors don't like suspenders at all, because they are not loose enough, and the cumbersome suspenders and buckles will also affect the agility of sailors on board.

So this fat man is not from the sea

It seems that he is more likely to be a dry duck who suddenly wants to go to the sea when he is middle-aged.

Lorraine felt his chin and hid in the crowd, watching the land ducks shout in vain by the fountain.

"The Artemis chamber of Commerce recruits sailors, recruits sailors, and welcomes young people who want to wander into shares!"

"Our strength is very strong. There are ships! There are big ships!"

Suddenly, a loud voice in the crowd asked, "Sir, have you ever been out of the sea?"

The fat man became hesitant: "although... Although he hasn't been out before, but..."

"Can you swim?" another person asked, "if the distinguished gentleman falls into the water, how many people can catch you?"

set the whole room roaring with laughter!

The fat man's face was bloody red. He stuck his neck in the middle of the crowd and argued, "I can swim! I swam in the river in my hometown and fished!"

The laughter grew louder.

In the continuous laughter, Lorraine slowly raised her hand.

He asked, "Sir, I'll sail. I just want to make sure one thing. Do you really have a boat?"

His voice came into the fat man's ears like the sound of nature. The fat man's eyes were bright and nodded hurriedly.

"There's a boat! It stops at pier 13. It's a brand-new ship! A real sea ship!"

Lorraine smiled: "I happen to have thirteen shillings on me. How many shares can I invest?"

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At sunset, the fat man who admired him one day walked down the street with his head down. Lorraine followed him far behind, covering his nose to avoid the bad smell on him.

The fat man's name is lake, Lake Yates, from Devon.

He runs an ancestral tannery in Plymouth. He is an excellent cobbler. The burning spots on his fingers and the strange smell of nitrate and rotten skin are the proof of his rich career experience.

However, these things are of no value to a marine merchant.

No matter how good his tanning skills are, he is still the untrusted landduck. After working hard all day, only Lorraine, who is also not trusted, is willing to join the new Artemis chamber of Commerce.

Even apart from them, the chamber of Commerce didn't even have a decent sailor.

It frustrated lake.

He heard that he needed at least eight competent sailors to start his big ship, but now he has only one, and he still has two days to say whether he is competent or not.

His wish to go to sea is yellow

If the heart is dead, Lake leads Lorraine all the way to pier 13, just to prove his credibility.

After seeing the boat, he was ready to sell it and use the money to pay off the huge debt of the cobbler's shop.

Now, it's time to break up.

Lake stood by the dock, pointed to a large ship moored on the sea and whispered, "young man, this is my ship. I didn't lie to you."

Lorraine slowly put down his hand.

Under the fiery sunset, a fat ship quietly docked in the Bay, undulating gently with the shore waves.

She is 30 meters long and 8 meters wide, with a pointed head and wide tail. The only thick main mast stands straight in the middle of the ship, 22 meters high. The clean sail cable is pulled downward to connect the main mast with the slender bow mast 3 meters long at the bow.

Lorraine recited softly: "Hansa Kirk single mast horizontal sailing boat is one of the most famous designs of Nordic ship system. It is famous in the world because of Hansa business union. It is characterized by the first stern central rudder. Up to now, it has a standard length of 30 meters, a width of 8 meters and a main mast of 22 meters."

"The Kirk type has a wide inner cabin and bottom, so it can sail smoothly in shallow water. Because of the huge cross hanging square single sail, it can maintain excellent speed in downwind environment, but it does not perform well in upwind environment."

"After the introduction of Arab bow inclined sail, its biggest defect has been made up, and the design has been finalized for more than 400 years. It is still widely used in the North Sea and Mediterranean with low cost and stable performance, with a standard carrying capacity of 8 people."

Lake's eyes lit up: "young man, you seem to..."

Lorraine laughed at herself: "I used to be a student of the sea school. If I hadn't changed at home and studied in advance, I would have been on board by now."

Lake smiled bitterly: "I thought I was an ordinary young man. Unexpectedly, I picked up a baby... Unfortunately..."

"Sir, are you worried that there are not enough people to sail?" Lorraine asked suddenly.

"Eh?" lake was so worried that he was at a loss, "you... Don't get me wrong, you're fine... Just want to do business, you have to drive the boat out of the port first, and it's the business of eight people. You can do it again..."

"In fact, I can drive the boat alone." Lorraine touched the tip of her nose. "Because the design is old, her operation is not complicated."

"Ah?"

Lake stayed there and watched the boy run, step on the pedal and jump onto the boat.

Lorraine ran to the bow, like a clever monkey, squatting at the tip of the bow mast holding the cable: "Sir, I haven't asked, what's her name?"

"Beauty... Beauty!" Lake screamed at Lorraine as if waking up from a dream. "Her name is Artemis beauty!"

"Is it the beauty of the attics..." Lorraine gently stroked the smooth bow mast under her feet and gradually smiled. "Unexpectedly, she was a fat girl."

The attic chamber of Commerce, with only two people, was busy nervously.

Lake is responsible for purchasing goods and hiring workers to carry them.

Lorraine was busy waxing the deck, oiling the anchors and rudders, and checking the sails, cables, cabins and keels to ensure that all parts were intact.

As a disciple of Sir Leighton, he only trusted the knots of himself and his companions, so every knot had to be broken and beaten again. He was very busy.

He even drew a two meter wide box in red paint in the center of the deck, extending from the stern cabin to a position five meters from the bow, horizontal and vertical.

Lake brought the goods up and looked strangely at the dazzling red frame.

"Little Lorraine, what is this box?"

"This is your captain's area." Lorraine slapped. "After leaving the port, you have so many moving positions on the deck, and you must wear a life buoy. Sir, you are too fat. If you fall into the sea, I can't drag you up."

"Ah?"

"By the way, since we are going to cross the Strait, you should have bought the corresponding chart?"

"Charts are very expensive!" Lake looked like a prudent man. "I heard that as long as you drive along the wind..."

"You will soon drift to Holland. If there is no accident, the beauty will become the booty of the coachman. That's basically the case."

"Ah?"

"Go, go..." Lorraine waved lazily. "As the first mate, helmsman, navigator, lookout and boatman on the ship, I also need a single mirror, compass, a pair of thick linen gloves and some consumables. Thank you, captain."