A month had passed, and the Jackdaw's crew had had enough fun on land. They had spent a lot of gold coins in their pockets, and some of them were even in debt when they returned to Nassau.
Zhang Heng had no idea how the Jackdaw managed to do it. The last time they set sail, each of them had earned at least 40 gold coins. That amount of money was enough for an ordinary person to live a decent life for two to three years. On the bright side, these pirates had become hungry again, and they missed the smell of the sea.
Coincidentally, Carina had brought back some valuable information. So, after a period of repairs and replenishment, the Jackdaw set sail again.
At the same time, Carina and the black gladiator who were still in Nassau made their move.
Before the black-market alliance made their move, Carina had already made her move. She rented a warehouse at the pier and sent a message to the small and medium-sized pirates on the island, saying that she was willing to buy their loot at a better price than the black-market alliance.
This news caught the attention of many on the island. Although Carina was a woman and had only arrived on the island not long ago, thanks to the Jackdaw's first voyage, more and more people knew that she was their partner.
This was especially true among the small and medium-sized pirates. Everyone knew that they could sell their loot through other channels besides the black-market alliance. To them, the black-market alliance did not treat them as politely as they did to the powerful pirates. Since they couldn't get anything valuable themselves, they offered a very low price for their loot.
Moreover, the black-market alliance and the black-market alliance did not sign any agreements with each other. Hence, Carina's choice of target soon paid off. However, when Malone, the captain of the Gentle Breeze, saw the long queue in front of the warehouse, he did not know whether to laugh or cry.
Most of them were dressed in tattered clothes, and their weapons were all over the place. Although they claimed to be pirates, Malone thought that they were more like beggars and hooligans.
One could imagine what kind of spoils of war these guys could provide.
An old pirate walked to the table, his body trembling. Malone suspected that the old man was even older than his great-grandfather, who had been buried for many years.
The old pirate placed a basket of crabs on the table under the clerk's puzzled gaze.
The clerk had no choice but to point at the sign behind him that read 'Secondhand Goods Trading Center'. "I'm sorry, sir. We don't accept seafood."
"Watch your mouth, kid. When I was your age, everyone in Nassau knew who I was. Even Henry Mansfield. Even Morgan has to be polite when he sees me. This is the spoils of war I seized this time. "The old pirate warned.
"But … that doesn't change the fact that they are marine products, sir," the young bookkeeper said frankly.
Malone recognized the young man. His name was Jim, and he was personally recruited by Malone last year. It was not easy to find someone who could read and write these days, and Jim had always been conscientious. When news of Mr. Fagan's accident spread, more than half of the Gentle Breeze's crew had left. Malone did not expect Jim, who was the easiest to find a job, to stay on the ship.
After earning some money, the first thing Malone did was to ask Karina to raise the salary of the young man from South Carolina. But now, he was leaning against the door of the warehouse, watching the young man explaining the difference between seafood and spoils of war. There was nothing he could do to help.
"I snatched it from those fishermen, so it is my spoils of war. Your boss said that you are buying spoils of war, so this is my spoils of war!" The old pirate glared at Jim and shouted, "What's wrong with that?!"
Sweat began to form on Jim's forehead. "I think there might be some misunderstanding, sir."
The female merchant at the side could not stand it any longer. Seeing that the other pirates at the back were showing their impatience, she said to the bookkeeper, "Give him five copper sopees. We'll accept this item. Hurry up and bring the next person over."
Upon hearing that, Jim's face revealed a hint of relief. After sending off the dissatisfied old pirate who was muttering about vampires, the next pirate who walked over took out two glass balls from his pocket.
"This is a complete disaster," Malone muttered to himself. After that, he turned to Karina, who came over to catch her breath. "Do you know that no matter which port we bring these things to, we won't be able to sell them? Didn't we discuss this when you first arrived in Nassau? We can't make any money from these guys. I thought we had reached a consensus. Why are you wasting your energy on these guys now?
The captain of the transport ship sighed. "With all due respect, I think what we are doing now is just a waste of time. If we had the money, we would be better off letting a hardworking boy like Jim enjoy himself in the island's brothel. Look at him, I bet he's still a virgin."
"Thank you for reminding me. I know how to tell if something is valuable or not, Captain Malone," Carina said. "If you can find a second Jackdaw on this island to work with us, I'll be more than happy to chase those guys away. If you can't, you better keep your mouth shut. If you're really bored, you can either go to a brothel and find a prostitute to fuck you, or you can come and help me."
"I prefer the former." Malone put down his arms and prepared to slip away. After taking a few steps, he stopped. "Is there something wrong with my hearing, or did you really say 'f * ck yourself' just now?"
"Is there a problem?" Carina retorted.
"I was just thinking about the first time Mr. Fagan brought you to the Gentle Breeze. How old were you then? Eight or nine? You dressed like a porcelain doll, holding up your skirt so that it wouldn't touch the deck as if it was dirty. You frowned the whole time, wanting it to end as soon as possible. I can't imagine that the little girl from back then would end up like this. You really did it, Miss Carina. You have started to accept this place, and you did it faster than anyone could have imagined. Your father would be proud of you, "Malone said.
"It's still early. It's not easy to survive in this place. Especially now that our opponent is a behemoth. I have to rack my brains to fight for a chance to catch my breath. "
Carina paused for a moment. "But thank you, Uncle Malone. Even after what happened, you didn't leave our house."
Malone waved his hand. "When I was at my lowest, it was Mr. Fagan who gave me this job. I will never forget his kindness. But now, I don't want to waste my energy on meaningless things. So, I'll go to a brothel and find a prostitute to fuck me first."
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