Royal Gold Medal County Magistrate

On the small boat, Father Solje craned his neck, looking up.

A large number of seabirds circled in the sky, and the familiar port was right in front of him.

This scene, accompanied by the sea breeze, gave him a sense of being in another world.

He left in high spirits, but returned alone.

He had originally been determined to go to Da Jing to preach and open up new territories.

As a result, the church was indeed built, the missionaries disbanded, and there were two strong local competitors at the door...

The trip to Da Jing had exposed him to too many new landscapes and too many new ideas.

The doctrines he had originally adhered to were gradually shaken. With the port in sight, he wondered what his mood would be when he returned to the church...

Just as he was lost in thought, a person walked up behind him and said, "Father, this time you will go directly to see the Emperor and the Bishop. If they are willing to negotiate peace, come to the port to find me at noon tomorrow, and we will notify the fleet to come over."

Hearing Carolemi's voice, Father Solje didn't turn his head and said, "There is one question I haven't figured out. The people of Da Jing are neither afraid of the Church nor of Fika. Why don't they just sail the fleet over here, instead of sending the two of us first?"

Carolemi smiled, "Brother Gou said it's for peace. The Da Jing fleet had conflicts with the Church before. If the fleet comes directly, there might be conflicts, and he doesn't want to see bloodshed."

Father Solje raised his head and looked at the sky, and couldn't help but sigh, "Lord Lai is indeed a true gentleman. He must have noble blood."

It must be said that along the way, Lai Gou'er's extensive knowledge and rich experience had indeed opened his eyes and benefited him greatly.

And he was meticulous in his work and kind to others.

It was not surprising that he made such a decision.

Carolemi chuckled behind him.

What peace, it's all nonsense. The main thing is that Xiao Shuai is still in Fika. Lai Gou'er hopes that this hidden line can play a role in receiving some information in advance and preparing for it.

If they enter the port with great fanfare, they may be monitored, and unexpected events may occur, and this hidden line will be broken.

As for how the Father negotiates with the Church's King, it doesn't matter at all. Once he gets in touch with Xiao Shuai, the fleet will come over immediately.

If you don't agree, fight first, beat them down and then talk slowly. You can talk however you want.

And in order to avoid being recognized, he deliberately gained twenty pounds and grew a big beard, and his image has changed drastically.

When the small boat docked, these two locals did not attract any attention.

Walking in the port, Carolemi covered his nose in disgust and walked carefully on tiptoe, complaining, "Damn it! This broken place is always like this! Would they die if they paved some floor tiles?"

There were many fishmongers around, and many internal organs and bones were randomly thrown on the ground, and the air was filled with a strong fishy smell.

Father Solje was also very uncomfortable, frowning and looking around without speaking.

Suddenly he stopped and said solemnly, "Don't you think something is wrong here?"

Carolemi exclaimed, "Something wrong? Of course something is wrong! It's so dirty and chaotic, there's almost nothing right about it!"

"No, look there." Father Solje pointed to the fish stalls.

Carolemi took a closer look and was immediately very curious: "Hey? Why don't the fish in this stall have heads?"

"Not just this stall, but all the stalls don't have fish heads." Father Solje was puzzled.

He remembered that the fish used to be sold whole, but now why are the fish heads cut off? And no discarded fish heads can be seen near the fish stalls.

"Who cares, maybe the competition is fierce, and everyone likes to buy fish bodies directly?" Carolemi shrugged, "Father, let's part ways here. I want to go home, so I won't go with you."

Hearing this, Father Solje didn't hesitate and nodded, "Okay, then we'll meet here at noon tomorrow."

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After saying goodbye to the Father, Carolemi followed his memory to Baling Street, where the poor gathered.

Old John's Dumpling Restaurant was located deep in this street.

He walked along the street, looking around, and his heart gradually calmed down.

It was basically the same as the last time he came. He hadn't come to the wrong place.

Just as he was thinking this, Carolemi suddenly stopped and looked around anxiously.

He's here... but where's Old John's Dumpling Restaurant?

He remembered that this should be the location of Old John's Dumpling Restaurant. Now the shops on the left and right are all right, but the place that used to be the dumpling restaurant has become a bakery.

Did he remember it wrong?

Carolemi frowned and continued to walk forward. After taking a dozen steps, he felt something was wrong and turned back, constantly looking around.

Finally, he stopped again in front of the bakery.

Just then, a figure slowly stepped forward behind him and patted him on the shoulder.

The man was wearing a black cloak, wrapped tightly.

Carolemi was startled: "What are you doing?"

The black cloak smiled sinisterly: "Friend, are you looking for something?"

Carolemi was puzzled: "Uh... yes, what does it have to do with you? Do you know what I'm looking for?"

"Hehehe, don't pretend, how could I not know what you're looking for?" Saying that, the black cloak pulled Carolemi to the corner and suddenly opened one side of the cloak!

He said in a deep voice: "Brother, want to buy a cup?"

"? ? ?"

"I have all the best stuff here, sea bass, black sea bream, six-line, and water snake, octopus! Fish cup, octopus cup, two silver coins, snake cup, four silver coins, the price is fair enough!" The man began to introduce endlessly, "I just got these, all young fish, the size is just right, absolutely fresh."

Looking at the wooden tubes hanging under the cloak, Carolemi gradually petrified.

"Are you sick! You dare to sell it so expensive just by putting the fish in a tube?"

The black cloak pulled a long face, closed the cloak and said unhappily: "Friend, that's not fair. My deep-sea cups are all carefully selected. How to remove the fish teeth? How to choose the size? How to keep the fish fresh? All these are costs."

"Also, my cup is also unique, the interior is designed to fit the fish body, it can firmly hold the fish gills, ensuring its vitality is strong and it doesn't move around."

Carolemi looked him up and down and said hesitantly: "What the hell are you talking about? No matter how great you make it sound, it's just a fish in a tube. You're telling me this thing is bought with silver coins?"

"Do you still think the cup is as cheap as before? The Pope's ban has been in place for a year. You're lucky to meet me. Ask around on Baling Street, who has a more conscientious product than me?" The black cloak said proudly.

The more Carolemi listened, the more confused he became, and he only felt a headache.

What a mess, he didn't understand a word!

How did he get so out of touch with Fika after going to Da Jing?

"I'm not here to buy your broken cup! I'm asking you, are you from this street?"

Hearing that he wasn't buying a cup, the black cloak obviously lost interest: "Of course, but if you want to inquire about news, it also costs money, five copper coins."

"Okay! I'm asking you, do you know where Old John's Dumpling Restaurant is?"

The black cloak suddenly stiffened, his face changed, and he slowly raised his head: "Say it again, what did you ask?"

"Old John's Dumpling Restaurant."

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