A Day in the Pirate World

A big meat ball came out of nowhere, and the smiling face made it hard to feel bad: "It's okay, it's okay, it's my honor to be here with Mr. Mo Sen and His Excellency Luo. It really makes this place radiant. This office of mine is sure to be one of the kingdom's attractions.

I know a place that is very quiet and will not be disturbed by others. If Master Mo Sen and His Excellency Luo have no objections, I will take the two Your Excellencies there. "

I have to say that there is still a way for a fat man with an inexperienced background to be able to achieve this position.As far as people's level of speaking is concerned, they should achieve such a position.

Moreover, the young king of this country is also very savvy, he has never appeared, and he is very winking and did not disturb them at this time.

Mo Sen nodded: "Then I will trouble you."

"No trouble, no trouble, to tell you the truth, you are my most admired idol, to serve you is like smoke from the ancestral grave, I don't know how many blessings I have cultivated in my lifetime."

Don't care if it's true or something else, at least Mo Sen was photographed very comfortably.

Otherwise, there would be so many people who would flatter, who would not listen to good words?

Bhadrilad in the morning is really quiet, except for a few people who have to go to work at this time, the most people walking on the street are patrolling soldiers and police.

The fastest means of transportation on the road is the tram, which is the main means of transportation for this large city with a permanent population of more than one million.

Of course, that is relative to civilians.

Most of the aristocrats travel by tram. They are not in a hurry and can freely enjoy the spacious and comfortable carriage.

You don't have to squeeze the smelly trams like ordinary people.

The home of the fat tax collector was located near the pier, so his means of transportation was two legs, of course, considering his stature, it might be three.

Naturally, he would not let Mo Sen and others take the tram, the carriage that sent Luo and his party was still parked there waiting.

It's hard to believe that there have been steam-powered trains for a long time, and even Mawson's Mawson has been changed to steam power. There are still such simple means of transportation in most parts of the world.

This is not surprising.

This world is open and blocked, and it is difficult for such a technology to spread in the sea, let alone someone who is thankless to study tools such as cars that pass on land.

Because more than [-]% of the world is ocean, and most countries generally only have a population of more than [-]. If there are tens of millions, it is already considered a big country.

There are even tens of thousands of people in many countries, and with the exploitation of Tianlong people and nobles, it is tantamount to wishful thinking to research something similar to a car.

Mo Sen and Luo were brought by the fat tax officer to a luxury carriage with four horses. The large, luxurious and comfortable carriage even had elastic rubber tires on its wheels, and it seemed to have a shock absorber.

"Your Excellency, please get in the carriage. His Excellency Luo's team members will follow in other carriages."

Classes are everywhere. In fact, if Luo hadn't made such a great contribution to the kingdom, he would not be qualified to sit in this carriage. This is the highest specification carriage in the kingdom, and it has just been dispatched.

As for the other pirate members, they can only take another carriage.

Luo looked a little unnatural, his body and heart refused at this time, and it always felt like something bad would happen in the same car as this bastard.

"Boy Luo, you won't be afraid anymore, you dare not ride in the same car as me? Tsk tsk tsk, you are still called this year's supernova, isn't it fake?"

"Hmph, who said I dare not, I just don't want to ride in the same car as you."

As he said that, Luo directly got in from the opened car door, and sat down with his arms around a corner.

Mo Sen smiled, and sat up with him, not forgetting to tell the fat tax officer: "That fat man, remember to find someone to take care of my flying fish and birds, thank you."

"You're welcome, you're welcome, please rest assured, Master Mo Sen, I will take good care of your birds and fish, and I will definitely make them comfortable."

Mawson: ""

Although there is nothing wrong with what you said, I always feel that something is not right.

What's wrong?

Let me send a chapter first. I’m not sure if I can get 6 words today, because I’ll have to work overtime later, but at least 7 or [-] words in two changes can still be guaranteed.

There is also the practice of continuing to ask for votes, thanks!

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Levine Winery.

This is a relatively high-end winery business place in the inner city.

Well, actually... this winery does not produce wine, it is just a porter of various famous wines.

Rather than calling him a winery, it would be better to call him a social place dedicated to entertaining the nobles in the kingdom.

It's just obvious that there won't be any nobles who have the leisure to come here recently, no matter for the winner or the loser.

The original owner of the winery, poor Levin, also stood in the wrong position, causing the place to fall into a panic for a while.

Fortunately, this winery was taken into the hands of the royal family by the young king because it did store a lot of good wine from all over the world. Now it is just used to entertain people like Mo Sen and Luo.

——The news of Mawson's good wine has long been no secret.

In fact, there are not many men in this world who are not good at drinking. There is no man in the sea who does not drink. As long as the wine is good, other things are harmless.

In the spacious hall, a long table was full of people.

The wine placed on it seemed a bit extravagant for the pirates headed by Luo. As pirates who live and sleep in the open air, their pursuit of wine quality is obviously not comparable to that of the nobles.

For most pirates, wine is for drinking, not for tasting—only noble gentlemen who have all kinds of spare time will be like this.

Mo Sen likes good wine because of the taste of good wine, and is not interested in the cultural connotation represented by the wine itself.

In essence, he is just an ordinary layman who is slightly more handsome, stronger, higher status, and richer, no big difference from other people.