Chapter 80 Can't make a title

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The wet and salty sea breeze blows the port of generous city. For example, seawater flows from the hard -working fishermen and handling workers.

Richard Ensst wore the old windbreaker style long woolen coat, holding a half -new and old scarf, carrying his little handbox to the Bayam information intermediary told by Galan De.

Selling information will occasionally give the risks and pirates.

But limited to each other, because the intermediary cannot guarantee whether the two parties will cooperate sincerely. If they are carried on the sea, they will quietly do the adventurers, or go to a secret place to kill the pirates.

Intermediary services often do not open.

With a facial faces of the Fasac people, it seemed that the ordinary and ordinary Richard did not attract much attention when they first entered the tavern. Only a few of the highly inspired extraordinary people looked at him a few more.

After reporting the name of the secret code and Galan De, the waiter entered the affiliated building hidden in the tavern in the name of the liquor in the name of the wine.

Old information traffickers looked at His eyes, reached out, and hissing said, "deposit."

"I haven't said my request yet." Richard looked at him with a smile, and didn't wait for him to answer. "I am a member of the research organization. I need to go to some specific waters for research and fishing. A boat requires a boat.

"

"Hidden Organization?" Hearing that the intelligence dealers thought about it slightly, "So, you need a boat, and enough people. If you don't buy information, the intermediary fee will be charged 10%of the final hire fee."

Richard started to bargain proficiently: "10%? Mr., this is too expensive. I heard that Mr. Galan De said that your intermediary services can fail at least six times, and all the pirates you introduce

I think 8%is enough. I should have invited Mr. Galan De to help me, but this operation is very dangerous, I don’t want to drag him. Hehe, I believe me, even 8%is enough to let me make it enough

You are glad to do this single business. "

Intelligence traffickers look at Him with the eyes of idiot, and disdain the words: "Boy, here is not the vegetable market, this is the generous city of worshiping Yam. If you were not familiar with the gentleman, I should cut off now.

Your head is soaked with Sunian blood wine! "

Richard thought for a while, and I felt that there was no need to do it now. If an old information trafficker was so gone, before competing the right candidate, his person in charge would be very distressed.

The group contact. After thinking about it again, anyway, these money can be reimbursed to the teacher, and it is better to be refreshing -He replaced a very sincere smile like spring flowers: "It's scary, presumably you are also a well -known big pirate

Okay, 10%is 10%, please contact the right pirate team for me. "

Intelligence vendors have completely felt that He is a non -deep idiot, but he can say the words of the thief team.

Richard answered very seriously: "Yes, but I don't want to talk about it with them."

The intelligence dealer said for a while, and he had nothing to say about this naive boy: "Let's talk about your requirements and prices."

"This is a dangerous task, and I personally hope that I can return to voyage by December, and I want to return to China."

Richard said seriously that the intelligence dealer immediately felt that the random pirate signboard on his body became a formal dress, the headscarf became a hat, the dagger in his hand became a feather pen, and he should not be at Bayam's underground intelligence station.

In it, in the office of a city, a strange feeling made him uncomfortable with a more serious sitting posture:

"I have ample budget, settle in the Lenjin pound. Go to the sea to pay 600 pounds, and return to the air to plus 200. In addition, I hope that the pirate team that hires is also extraordinary, and it cannot be too low. Their boats cannot be too bad.

Otherwise, it is very likely to be damaged in the task. "

Intelligence traffickers are speechless: "What did you take me here?"

Richard frowned: "Can't you find it?"

"Your little boy ..."

The intelligence dealers were about to make a lot, and one of the gestures of "there are guests outside" from outside the door. He felt that he really had a long time with this tall boy, so he remembered these needs perfunctoryly.

Waving his hand to send the guest: "Go, leave it ... you are introduced by the person who reads, then I will directly contact the doorkeeper. If there is news, I will inform you, hum, if there are pirates, if there are pirates, if there are pirates willing to pick you up

. ""

Richard expressed his understanding, and then left from the back door.

After He left, the next person who came in randomly tied a dark head strap, and a dark blue hair with a seaweed curled rolled on his shoulders casually. As soon as he came in, he went straight to the table of intelligence traffickers and lowered the sound:

"... Is there no news such as the disappearance of slaves in the South of the South China?"

"Captain Ghost, you are too anxious, you just asked last week."

"You know I care about this."

"But I really can't find the news in this regard, and the slaves you are looking for can't touch it, as if the people who sold them fell into the sea." The intelligence dealer returned to the normal state.

After playing Tai Chi with Alie, after you came and went to each other a few words, the intelligence dealers suddenly moved, and mentioned it casually:

"But you are here just right, I have a single business here."

Alger frowned and sneered: "Other people dare to do an intermediary business with you? Who is so rich, or isn't he afraid of death?"

"He wants a team of extraordinary people, a strong boat, go to sea to do some investigations." Saiders said, "End of the year, Ron's currency settlement, compensation from 500, of course, 10% of them are my 10% of them.

. ""

This price made Alie pick an eyebrow and couldn't help thinking. As one of the "captains" who played pirates as a storm church, it was possible to properly connect to private work and earn some information for the church.

It will make sailors happy to cover up for the captain and report fakes, because they can naturally be divided into a salary of enjoyment.

It is a fat sheep. Alfa did not refuse: "I think about it."

But he is not ready to pass through intelligence. The 10%handling fee will cause him a lot of money to lose a lot of money. Alie is going to use his connections to contact buyers who require requests so that he can leave more.

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"Amon, do you want to go out and walk around."

"What? No, I haven't finished this ..."

"You want."

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On Saturday night, Claine was simply preparing for dinner in the kitchen, and suddenly he heard a soft knock on the window of the bump window on the first floor. He turned his head and saw a crow.

This crow is very strange and black, but there is a white circles on the right eye, and the head is also wearing a small black top wizard hat like a small black top wizard.

Paper rolls, standing on the window sill of Claine, knocked on the window with wings very spiritually. Claine opened the window and jumped to the side to prevent you from being scratched by the window. This crow is not blame.

Black chicken.

"Credit?" Claine was curious and looked at the rolled note in the crow's mouth, "Is this for me?"

The crow looked at him for a while, then released his mouth in front of Claine, let the paper rolls fall in Claine's palm, and retreated very politely.

When I lay down, it seemed to be waiting for Claine to open the note or even reply, which made the divination family more interested. This spiritual appearance made him more sure that the in front of him was definitely not a simply domesticated animal, at least and and harmony with him.

"Justice" Miss's pet dog like extraordinary creatures.

That's just ... looking at a little familiar ...

I always feel that I have seen it? But I can't remember it anymore.

Claine expanded a note and saw the neat Lun language:

"Recently? I want to visit you in dinner tomorrow. Please tell the crow to tell me. It can be told me. If it is inconvenient tomorrow night, I will visit again.

If you have any dishes you want to eat, you can also tell the crow. "

Claine glanced at the note in surprise and glanced at the crow again: "You are the messenger of Mr. Edward? (The crow shakes his head) Sure enough, I saw it once before, I thought it was a cat or dog (a crow nodded head nodded head nodded

), Can I have more than one messenger? (Crow shakes his head) "

The divination family was even more surprised. He was quite tempted on the last sentence on the note, but he felt that it was not good to trouble the angel seniors.

"Can you really tell Mr. Edward?"

The crow nodded.

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The crow flew to Joewood District and landed on the outer wall of the luxurious villa in the low -key internal appearance.

. He fell down freely, quickly recovered people's form during the fall, and then stood on the ground steadily.

"Good incense." Amon sniffed and stood in the hall on the first floor to look at the kitchen, "What are you doing?"

"Osmanthus cake."

After a few meters, Edward's voice clearly passed to his ear. He was curious about the food he had never heard of. He walked quickly to the restaurant and asked very politely: "Can I sit here?

"?"

The owl standing on the hanging horizontal pole: "Guru."

Amon jumped to the table briskly, sitting in an empty chair in the air chair, there are some semi -finished products on the table, a piece of dough that is kneaded and fermented, and there is a hunter's spirit next to it.

; Soak in warm water to peel the cooked shrimp, put thin noodles next to it; wrap the noodle rolls of meat and vegetables ... Amon uses the ability to decompose scholars to try to solve the names of these foods, pancakes, shrimp shrimp, shrimp, shrimp, shrimp, shrimp, shrimp, shrimp, shrimp, shrimp, shrimp, shrimp

Dumplings, intestinal powder, milk yellow bag, seafood porridge, meringue sweet cake ...

Mythical creatures do not know that the mood of looking forward to tasteing these foods is not a humanity, but it is undeniable that the food in the old days makes him feel very novel. After waiting for a while, the sound came from the restaurant to let him let him make him.

Go the steamer and oven for 45 minutes and half an hour.

Edward stood in front of the stacked cage drawer holding her arms, and Amon asked this layer to stack a layer and constantly rushed to a large amount of steam. Asked, "Is this unique to cooking props in the old age? It looks like it seems to be like

It is used to cook, and a lot of food can be put in each layer. "
To be continued...