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Chapter 16 The first day at sea

The "Bird" sailed toward the depths of the Misty Sea in the puff of smoke. It would go all the way west, first to the Misty Sea Islands, the overseas colony of Intis, which is the archipelago where the proverb "never trust the people of the Islands"

, then turned south and arrived at Santa Port in the northwest of the Kingdom of Feneport.

Although the Sea of ​​Fog has always been known for its frequent foggy weather, in the offshore area, similar phenomena are actually not that exaggerated. Lumian read a book for nearly three hours under the bright sunshine.

It was an introductory textbook on the Plateau language of the Kingdom of Feneport. Although Lumian had Lugano as a translator and guide, he did not want to become a "deaf-mute" because of this. He relied entirely on Lugano to provide information and convey words.

, in that case, if Lugano really had some problem and deliberately concealed or distorted the key meaning, he would not be able to detect it, and things would become quite troublesome and dangerous.

Lumian wanted to master some of the most commonly used Plateau words before arriving in Santa Port, so that even if he could not rely on them to communicate with the locals, he could still use them to verify the completeness of the translation.

Normally, it is almost impossible for an Extraordinary who is not a "Reader" to learn Plateau Language in a journey that lasts less than ten days, but Lumian masters the Ancient Fusac Language, and this is

The source of Plateau language, the two have a lot of similarities in sentence patterns, word meanings, grammar, and word structure, which allows Lumian to spend three, or even four or five times the same amount of time learning Plateau language.

Effect.

"When will dinner be delivered?" Ludwig lingered in front of the lounge chair where Lumian was sitting. He was very troubled that the sky had darkened outside but he still hadn't seen the dedicated waiter arriving with the dining cart.

Lumian closed the book in the dim setting sun and the lit kerosene lamp, smiled and said:

"Who asked you to order so much? You have to give the kitchen time to cook. Fortunately, although the first class cabin does not provide free meals, it does have an independent kitchen, otherwise it would be really busy..."

Before he finished speaking, the doorbell rang.

With the sound of jingling bells echoing, Lugano opened the heavy vermilion wooden door and watched the young waiter push the dining cart into the room covered with thick tawny carpets.

Under Ludwig's eager eyes, the waiter calmly spread the tablecloth and set the tableware.

"This is a local delicacy, gati herring. Marinate the smoked soft herring steaks with onions and carrot slices in olive oil. Add thyme, laurel and other spices. Leave it in a cool place for 24 hours to 48 hours. It is suitable for pairing.

Serve with mild potato salad

“It’s fried French fries, and there’s a saying in the Haute-Maritimes that without French fries, there’s no heaven.

"This is raisin butter bread"

"Here are fresh oysters and various shellfish..."

“This is Foos turkey, this is a ham and mushroom burrito, this is Umm’s duck confit and brown sugar vanilla waffles.”

"This is traditional orange cheese... There is also a very strong-smelling gray cheese. Do you want to try it?

“This is the Haute-Maritimes’ favorite cider.”

Lumian listened to the waiter's introduction of each dish with great interest, but Ludwig, to his surprise, did not touch the knife and fork directly, but patiently endured it until the other party finished speaking, and then ate the pre-dinner bread and tasted it.

Marinated smoked herring steak.

Is this something that has awakened? Lumian glanced at the child doubtfully.

“It’s okay, the smoky flavor is just right, and the aroma and seasoning form a very rich taste...”

Derwig commented in a very professional tone, but given his baby-fat face and appearance of only seven or eight years old, Lumian not only didn't admire him, but found it absurd and funny.

Gati Port is close to the sea, and the oysters and other shellfish are quite good. Not only are they better than most restaurants in Trier, but they are also cheaper. Lumian drank the brewed cider while eating this meal with distinctive local characteristics.

's dinner.

Thanks to Ludwig's efforts, only clean plates, bones and other remnants remained of the dinner for eight people.

Lumian and Lugano actually had quite big appetites, and each ate a meal for two, but they were still far behind Ludwig. This was based on the fact that the latter had enjoyed afternoon tea.

And start with dessert after the meal.

Why don't I see you going to the bathroom frequently... Where does all the food you eat go? Is your stomach a bottomless pit?

Lumian looked at Ludwig, stood up, and said to Lugano: "I want to go to the bar on the ship, do you want to come with me?"

"I didn't sleep last night and wanted to go to bed early today." Lugano didn't understand why his employer, who had also stayed up all night and traveled all day, was still so energetic, not sleepy at all, and could even go to the bar to play for a few more hours.

.

Is it because his sequence is higher?

The little boy with an unusual appetite seems to be quite energetic...

Lumian did not invite the translator again, and after leaving a supper for Ludwig, he put on a plain dark brown jacket, left the room, and walked to the bar belonging to the first class cabin.

The bar was elegantly decorated and echoed with the soft melody played by a small band. There were not many customers, and they all sat in different seats, making it very quiet.

After Lumian looked at the door for a few seconds, he shook his head and left.

He went down the stairs to the deck and entered the bar for third class and ordinary crew members.

Noises, shouts, slaps and random roars of singing overflowed the room amid the permeating aroma of wine, echoing around Lumian.

Lumian suddenly felt as familiar as returning to his hometown. His whole body seemed to be relaxed a lot, and every cell was a little more active.

This is the right atmosphere... As a frequent visitor to the old tavern since a young age, Lumian shook his body slightly and squeezed to the front of the bar.

"A glass of 'Green Fairy'." He knocked on the wooden table.

The bartender is a young man with Feneport characteristics. He has a thin face, black hair and eyes, a darker outline, a yellowish complexion, and pretty good facial features.

"Okay, 10 Ricks." The bartender replied in Intis with a clear foreign accent.

Things on the ship are more expensive than Trier... As soon as Lumian counted out the coins, he saw the bartender cast his eyes to his side and behind him, and said in a very sincere and enthusiastic tone: "Madam, you

what do you want to drink?"

"A glass of cherry wine." The answer came from a lady wearing a yellow thick skirt. She had a pretty face and light green eyes.

"Okay!" The bartender was ready to pour the lady a drink without taking the money first.

"I came first." Lumian reminded the bartender with a smile.

The bartender replied without any stumble: "What a beautiful and dazzling lady this is. My heart tells me to serve her first."

Oh, what a Feneport person... Lumian was not angry, but felt like he was watching a circus performance.

Fenebote people are romantic in nature and constantly pursue love. The mainstream belief is the "Earth Mother Goddess" and attaches great importance to the status of women. Therefore, the men in this kingdom will open their mouths to praise any woman they meet. If it is true,

If you fall in love with someone, you will pursue it unabashedly and implicitly.

Aurore once said that the men of Fenebaud are masters of local love words, but they are disgusting and disgusting. Coupled with that kind of unusual sincerity, extremely straightforward and frank attitude, they do not appear greasy, but are actually disgusting.

Has a different style.

In this regard, the Intis people, who are also naturally romantic, are not as good as the Feneport people.

However, the vast majority of Feneport people are influenced by both tradition and belief. They attach great importance to family, fertility and children, and like to live together in families. As long as they choose to enter into marriage without force, they will become like

The most conservative Loen people find it difficult to accept the existence of extramarital affairs.

It is not that there are no exceptions here. There are also many cheaters in the most conservative Loen Kingdom, but they are certainly not as exaggerated or as common as Intis. Many people even think that there must be no love in marriage.

After the lady paid and took away the cherry wine, the bartender poured the "Green Fairy" for Lumian and inserted mint leaves for decoration.

He said without guilt: "My grandmother told me to treat every woman well, especially beautiful women."

"I understand." Lumian entered the state of a regular in the old tavern, drank absinthe, and made up a story, "I have had many beautiful female companions in the past, even more beautiful female companions than the lady just now. Unfortunately,

, I am only one person and cannot be their husband at the same time..."

The bartender suddenly found a similar feeling: "I often have similar regrets. There are too many beautiful women in this world, but I only have one."

"What do you call it?"

"Louis, just call me Louis." Lumian gave a false name.

His current identity is Louis Berry.

"My name is Francesco." The bartender chatted with Lumian.

The familiar environment, habitual bragging, and lively atmosphere made Lumian feel tipsy even though he didn't drink much.

How wonderful it would be if there hadn't been those occult disasters, if Aurore was still alive, if he had been admitted to college and had no other worries, just drinking in the bar.

People who travel on the sea can't help but discuss those pirates. The bartender Francesco told Lumian: "Since ironclad technology was widely used in merchant ships, the lives of pirates have become difficult. Their sailboats cannot catch up with these pirates."

This iron-skinned monster can run at a speed of 16 or 17 knots, and even if you want to rob it, you can't rob it!"

Speaking of this, Francesco lowered his voice: "The pirates' favorite trick now is to send some people to disguise themselves as passengers and board the ship from different ports. After arriving at the predetermined sea area, there will be an internal riot and initially control the ship.

, giving the pirate ships waiting nearby a chance to get closer."

"Really?" Lumian asked with interest, "Who do you think looks like an undercover pirate on the ship?

Francesco was stunned for a moment and said: "This is only the first day, how can you tell?"


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