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Chapter 268: It turns out to be a descendant of a fallen noble family

At this time, the players in the tavern watched as Dachun drank a glass of wine and then became drunk and collapsed in a wheelchair. He was then pushed to the backstage of the bar by the barmaid and there was no further news. After waiting for a long time, they could not see anything more and dispersed one after another.

Only the voyeur who had been monitoring Dachun the whole time was getting anxious!

Backdoor! Another backdoor!!

"All streets, docks, and city gates, under full surveillance!"

……

At this time, Dachun got another box of Fire Dragon Wine, and Vivian's laughter came from behind him: "Go! But if he is working, don't give him the wine."

The next moment, Dachun felt the surrounding scene seem to fluctuate, and then the surrounding white light gradually disappeared, and Dachun found himself in a luxurious wooden house. The floor under the wheelchair was a magic circle inlaid with various gems.

What is this? It seems like I was teleported? This Vivian is really advanced!

At this moment, the magic circle shone brightly!

Ailian suddenly said: "Someone is coming, I'm dormant!"

——System prompt: Your possessed mirror spirit has entered a dormant state.

Forehead?
The magic circle flashed, and a familiar figure appeared beside Dachun.

Dachun was stunned: "Lord Favna!"

Fafna smiled: "It's you! Do you know where this is?"

Dachun then heard the sound of knocking coming from all over the wooden house: "On the boat?"

Fafna said, "Yes, it's my Black Iron Blade. It was badly damaged in the last battle on Pirate Island, so it's been repaired in the shipyard!"

Dachun was stunned. How could it have taken so long to repair? But thinking carefully, it seemed like only a few days. With the efficiency of this shipyard...

Fafna asked again, "Were you teleported here by Vivian? Do you have a lot of questions?"

"Yes, please give me your guidance, sir."

Fafna sighed, "You think Vivian is just a tavern owner, but do you know her true identity?"

Red Beard Operator? Dachun couldn't talk about that.

"A small gang like my Broken Bottle Merchant Guild?"

Fafna said, "She's not in a gang yet. She hasn't developed a guild order yet. Her true identity... is that her great-grandfather and my great-grandfather are cousins, or something like that, and she has some connection to the Black Flag Guild. So she can be considered a descendant of a declining noble family—but such descendants usually find it difficult to re-enter the aristocratic circle, and can only run a small business to sustain their descendants. So basically, everyone who can open a shop in the city is either a descendant of a fallen noble family, a descendant of meritorious officials from the pioneering era, or a shop that has sold out to the new rich because it can't be run anymore. No shop owner is that simple, which is why I gave you the 'Black Iron City Honor Social Encyclopedia'."

Holy crap!! They’re relatives! So that’s how it is, so everyone in this city has ancestors of nobles!
Dachun asked in surprise, "So Vivian's ancestors fell into decline because of the Black Flag Merchant Guild's bankruptcy?"

Fafnir said, "That's the reason. When the branch guild was established last time, you had two candidates for president: Vivian and the Baron. I wanted to take care of this distant cousin privately, but you chose the Baron. Because of this, she was furious for a few days."

amount……

Dachunhan said, "I'm afraid the water is too deep and she won't be able to control herself."

Fafna sighed, "Actually, she's meant to be in deep water. There are some things that my father, the city lord, and I aren't comfortable doing, but we're also unsure about entrusting them to outsiders. A distant relative like her is quite suitable. But we can't expose our relationship, so she manages things independently. She also seems quite chaotic, making it hard to understand her background and identity."

Dachun asked hurriedly, "So, she went to Baron Bapeng just to act like a mess?"

Fafna smiled: "Can't this be a normal relationship?"

Damn, impossible! I believe someone is looking for someone to take the blame in order to get their fortune back.

Dachun asked again: "Does the adults know that she might have taken drugs?"

Fafna said in a deep voice: "In her line of work, if she doesn't smoke or drink something, she won't be able to fit into a certain circle. Although she is my distant relative, I can't possibly interfere with her private life."

Dachun was anxious: "If we don't care, what if she eats too much and gets hurt?"

Fafna sighed, "If you're going to care, why not just promote her to a noble? Then who will do the dirty work?"

Dachun patted his chest and said, "Me! I can trust you!"

Um... Actually, I hid the Evil Spirit Island. This little thing can't be considered untrustworthy, right?
Fafna said "oh" and stared at Dachun for a while with a playful look on her face. "I felt the same way, that's why I arranged for you to join the Broken Bottle Gang."

At this point, Fafnir continued, "Okay, that's all! I'm just here out of curiosity. I have to go back to the meeting soon. If you're interested in this ship, I can appoint you as a trainee second mate. You can go around and take a look."

System prompt: You have been appointed by Fafner as the trainee second mate of the battleship "Black Iron Blade". Your leadership ability increased by +30.

——Note: The trainee second mate does not have specific command authority, but enjoys the treatment of the second mate.

The next moment, the teleportation array under Fafna's feet flashed and the teleportation disappeared.

Damn, there are still so many questions left to ask!
Well, what she said resolved the biggest concern about Vivian's identity. It seemed complicated, but it was actually simple, but this relationship was a bit difficult to explain. So what about the identity of Fafner, the Golden Empire's cultural envoy?
Don't think too much, go find the old drunkard. This is Farna's battleship, and an old employee like him must take action.

Dachun opened the cabin door. Outside the door was an aisle where several workers were hammering and banging.

Everyone looked at Dachun in shock: "It's you, kid!!"

Could it be the same ones who put me in jail last time?
Dachun coughed dryly: "I'm the second mate!"

Everyone snorted, "What's the point of being an apprentice? You can only watch from the sidelines, you don't even have the right to fart!"

Shit! It's nothing. Can you treat me like air?

Dachun was too lazy to chat with them: "I'm looking for the old drunkard!"

Everyone immediately shouted outside: "Old drunkard, the guy who stole the photo album (inner library) (women's clothing) is looking for you!"

Don’t frame me! Dachun was anxious: “When did I steal women’s clothing from the inner storehouse?”

Everyone snorted, "Look at how shameless this kid is! He stole something from the Earl's Mansion and refused to admit it! You jumped out the window wearing women's clothing from the Earl's Mansion and so many people saw you. You stole it, didn't you?"

Holy shit! This happened just two days after the server launch...

Dachun said angrily, "That's Mai Yi!"

Everyone laughed: "Listen, he admitted it!"

"A lot of women's treasury in the Earl's Mansion has been lost. You are indeed a jerk!"

Damn it! ! !

Dachun was furious: "Who the hell did this? I won't take the blame for this!!"

The old drunkard burped on the stairs: "What are you making so much noise for? Get back to work!"

Looking at the old man he hadn't seen in over ten days, Dachun felt an indescribable sense of anticipation! Now that my scavenger has become a system and I've become an expert in purification, he'll definitely be shocked!

As expected, the old man was shocked: "Your legs were broken for stealing?"

Everyone laughed!

Why is it that a guy like me, such an awesome guy, who the gang members give away as their leader and the village chief gives away his wife, is regarded as a clown by these workers?

Dachun had no choice but to say, "Come in and talk about things." The old man said impatiently, "I'm busy!"

Dachun had no choice but to take out the wine box. At that moment, the old man immediately rushed over to block the box: "Let's talk!"

What the hell!

When he entered the room again, Dachun suddenly found that the furnishings in the room had changed completely. It was no longer the luxurious room it was before, and there was no teleportation array. It was just an ordinary cabin!

So, this is Farrna's magic technique?
The old man's expression also changed: "Boy, you have made so much progress!"

Ah, yes, that's what I'm looking forward to! I'm just waiting for you to praise me!

Dachun then took out the wine and said, "A lot of things happened when I was exiled to Plague Island."

The old man immediately took the wine and opened the bottle happily: "I have nothing more to teach you. In fact, I have never taught you before. I am embarrassed that you gave me this wine as a gift, haha!"

No, you can also teach me the art of drinking!
Dachun immediately pulled out the bottle of century-old cassava liquor. Empty! Empty! Shit, the last of the liquor was drunk during the battle against the tree god in the village.

The old man looked at Dachun's bottle and was stunned for a moment: "What is this?"

Dachun had no choice but to make up a story: "I found this wine in the ruins of Plague Island. It's a hundred years old. When I drank it, I felt like my soul was leaving my body. I originally wanted to bring it to you to see, but the wine was of low quality, and I was afraid I couldn't give it away. As a result, I encountered a battle and drank it all..."

The old man was stunned: "Let me see the bottle!"

The old man took the bottle, first checked the old yellow trademark, then sniffed the bottle mouth with his red nose - then his face changed and he sniffed repeatedly!

Dachun was stunned! He could smell the wine even though it was already finished. This discovery was no different from his previous discovery that the collection technique had a "life or death" distinction!
Although this is a very normal thing in real life, it is ignored in the game! Empty wine bottles and medicine bottles are just trash that can be thrown away. At most, they are picked up and recycled...

The old man asked in surprise: "Is there any more of this wine?"

He really knows what he's talking about! Dachun thought for a moment and said, "Yes, but it's a bit much. I only brought a few bottles with me, and the rest were left on the island."

The old man asked in surprise, "How many are there on the island?"

Seeing him so anxious, Dachun felt that this was about to trigger an event. Okay, that's what I want!

Dachun said mysteriously, "I'm afraid you won't believe it if I tell you!"

The old man was anxious: "Stop talking nonsense and speak quickly!"

Dachun held up three fingers and said, "If I said 300 bottles, would you believe me?"

The old man was stunned, and his anxious expression suddenly calmed down: "Why didn't you say 300 boxes?"

Could it be...

Dachun shuddered. "What if I said there really were 300 boxes?"

The old man was extremely serious: "Is it 300 boxes?"

Damn, it really triggered it! Dachun said solemnly: "Yes!"

The old man's serious face began to tremble wildly!
Dachun was a little confused: "Although it's a lot, you can drink it slowly. You don't have to be so excited, right?"

The old man was filled with grief and indignation: "Oh my grandpa!!"

Dachun was shocked. Could it be that I used my authority as city lord to transport 300 boxes of wine when I traveled through time?

The old man said angrily: "You kid finally admitted it, just wait for me to get the evidence..."

After saying that, he slammed the door and left, leaving a group of stunned boatmen in the aisle!

Oh my goodness! Dachun has figured out what evidence he's holding. The time-travel plot is spilling over into the future! I just didn't expect it to be this old man I know. Or is it that the system simply assigned an NPC I know to save the screenwriter some trouble?

After a while, the old man came back like a gust of wind, closed the door, and took out a notebook with a yellowed paper in it!
"You signed this name, didn't you?"

Dachun's brows twitched wildly. That's right, it was me who signed the document from the materials officer with a stroke of my pen!

But, for the old man to face me 100 years later, there is no sense of logical incongruity?

Dachun admitted: "It was me! What happened next?"

The old man said angrily, "Later? You were the city lord for a long time and then you never showed up again. The wine never even reached the front lines! My grandfather was dismissed from his post. If he hadn't been dismissed, our family would have definitely become a noble family. Would my father have to work in a shipyard? I would have to..."

This is the descendant of the impoverished nobles that Farner mentioned...

Dachun immediately comforted him, "There was something wrong with this wine! If you drink too much, it can be poisonous. A chamber of commerce even went bankrupt because of this wine. I knew the wine was problematic, so I shipped it away. I was also doing it for justice!"

The old man was furious: "Your justice is to store the wine for a hundred years until it becomes the best?"

Dachun immediately changed the subject: "Top quality, right? How does it compare to this Fire Dragon Wine?"

The old man said in a deep voice: "The aroma is definitely better, but I still have to taste it myself."

Dachun said, "How about this? I'm worried you might get into trouble if you drink too much. When I get a chance to go to the island, I'll return... 100 boxes."

The old man was furious: "What's the logic? According to the interest calculation after a hundred years, I'm lucky I didn't ask you to pay back 3000 boxes!"

Dachun said unhappily, "The value of the century-old premium product has increased. How many boxes does one bottle equal now? I'm still offering 100 boxes, which is fair and just!"

"And there's also compensation for the mental damages suffered by three generations of my family! Can you calculate it this way?"

Dachun regretted triggering this plot point: "110 cases! After all, this wine also involves the territory's debt at the time, and it's not my decision."

The old man snorted coldly and handed the notebook over: "Then make a written agreement!"

Damn, you old man are so boring!
After the document is signed, both parties sign it.

——System prompt: You signed a return agreement with Whiskey for 110 boxes of Centennial Cassava Yaki (out of print by the Aolijia Chamber of Commerce).

Huh? Whiskey is his name? That's such a mess!
The old man finally put the notebook away with satisfaction, opened the Fire Dragon Wine again and took two sips: "Boy, no, it's not appropriate to call you that. My grandfather's generation called you the sage. If you need anything in the factory in the future, just let me know. I can take half of the decision."

You also know that I am a sage!
Dachun was shocked: "You are not the factory director?"

The old man snorted, "Can the factory director build a ship? Can he repair a ship? Without me, he can't do anything."

I thought the same when I was in the company...

Dachun said angrily: "Even if you are here, this factory won't work!"

The old man knocked on the floor and said, "Just tell me if this Black Iron Blade is any good."

Dachun was really impressed: "Did you make this?"

The old man said proudly, "Could it be that the factory director built it? I see that you have become a master in boat driving and have also mastered the art of shipbuilding. If you study hard, you will definitely be able to build a big one!"

Dachun was surprised: "Could it be possible that I can use the materials from the shipyard to practice?"

The old man took another sip of his wine and said, "Sure! You can dismantle the other boats and build a new one."

Holy shit! So this is the benefit of a bad factory, you can do whatever you want! Isn't this the setting of Curry Brother San?

(End of this chapter)