Reborn As a Pirate

The protagonist who knocked out the sailor's front teeth with the "empty husband" was quickly tied up in front of Lorraine.

He is a handsome yellow man with black hair and brown eyes. He is only about 1.7 meters tall, but his limbs are well-proportioned and his fingers are slender.

He was wearing a blue and white striped sweatshirt, loose black cotton trousers, a bright but tasteless red belt, and the most tasteful red scarf.

Lorraine was a little uncertain which country he was from.

Calculated according to time, the current Qing Dynasty is closing the country, and the trend of studying abroad in later generations is far from flourishing.

What's more, his hair was only shoulder-length, and it was loosely tied under the turban, which looked lazy and thick. He had neither shaved his hair nor tied it into the money mouse shape that is the symbol of the Qing Dynasty.

His French is also excellent. Although his English is a bit awkward, his articulation and pronunciation are more like a Parisian accent, which is not difficult to recognize, and has nothing to do with imported words.

Could it be...the overseas Chinese from the East India Colony?

Lorraine said coldly, "Name."

"The king also."

"gender."

Wang also rolled his eyes helplessly: "Mr. Captain, do you think I look like a woman?"

A rebellious fellow soul...

Lorraine shrugged and said to the sailor: "Throw it into the sea, there is no need to waste the boat."

The sailors rushed up eagerly.

Wang also turned pale with fright, dragged his neck and shouted hissingly: "Man! Man! I'm a man! If you don't believe me, you can take off your pants!"

"It would be nice to be here earlier." Lorraine sighed, before turning to the question she cared about, "Nationality, sir."

"Qing Kingdom." Wang also straightened his mind, "The mysterious oriental country, in the easternmost part of the Asian continent, has porcelain, silk, tea..."

"There are also money mouse-style dirty braids." Lorraine interrupted him with a wave of his hand, "Mr. Wang, I am not ignorant of the Qing Dynasty. You require all men to wear braids. It seems that there is a national policy called... stay Do you keep your hair down?"

"You can actually speak Chinese?"

"This has nothing to do with you." Lorraine chuckled, stood up, and looked down at Wang Ye, "Mr. Wang, you said that you are from the Qing Dynasty, but you don't have the braids on your head that can prove your identity. You should believe me You, still don't believe you?"

"I have been wandering in Europe for nine years. In our words, I am a student studying abroad..."

Wang also began to tell about his life.

Both of his parents died and he was abandoned in the mountains. He was adopted by a practicing Taoist priest and grew up in a Taoist temple until he was ten years old.

When I was ten years old, there was a famine in Jiangxi. Most of the brothers in the temple starved to death. When their master also starved to death, a group of children left the dilapidated Taoist temple and begged all the way to Guangdong.

It was in 1768, when Zhong Yin, the governor of Guangdong, was in charge.

A French businessman named Lawrence intended to open up the trade line of the Qing Dynasty, so he scanned the rules of the Qing Dynasty from his peers, and turned his head to launch a silver bullet offensive against the governor.

He successfully won Zhong Yin's favor.

It's just that the Qing Dynasty has strict controls on trade licenses, and bribery obviously cannot be used as a reason for issuing licenses. To successfully achieve the goal, Lawrence still needs to make contributions to the people.

What Zhong Yin meant was to ask Lawrence to pick a small town, build bridges and pave roads, accumulate good relationships, and then be recommended by the squires. Thirdly, please do it for the people, and he can deliver the thin permission smoothly.

The problem is Lawrence doesn't get it.

The simple French gentleman thinks and thinks, thinks and thinks, and finally tells Zhong Yin that he plans to sponsor twelve aspiring young people from the Qing Dynasty to study in Paris to study mathematics, art, music and philosophy, and to open up the wisdom of the people!

God special code to open people's wisdom!

If it hadn't been for taking too much money from Lawrence, Zhong Yin would have liked to have captured the foreign devil on the spot and sent him to Beijing for punishment.

Ever since, the good show started.

On the pretext of cleaning up the appearance of Guangdong city, Zhong Yin went all over the streets to arrest homeless young beggars.

Wash it clean, send it to the mansion of the squires you have befriended, and then warmly introduce Lawrence to those squires.

Through the mouth of the translator, Lawrence persuaded the country gentry to hand over the aspiring children of the clan, that is, these carefully packaged little beggars, to satisfy his noble wish to open up the wisdom of the people of the East.

In this way, Wang was sent to a strange Europe. It was 1769 when he was 11 years old.

When they first came to Europe, Lawrence tried his best. He not only sent them to a famous church school in Paris for three years of adaptive study, but also enthusiastically provided them with translators to help them through the most difficult language stage. .

Three years later, when the schoolchildren saw Lawrence again, most of them could speak French fluently.

Lawrence held a grand special banquet for them, and told them excitedly that the admission procedures to the University of Paris had been completed for them, and as long as they chose their majors, they would soon be able to enter for further studies.

The schoolchildren burst into tears of gratitude and excitedly told him that he had been cheated.

Overnight, Wang was also swept away, from a link connecting Eastern and Western civilizations to a Parisian tramp with a peculiar oriental face.

He had no money, no home, and was wandering alone on the Champs Elysees when he accidentally saw an admissions notice for a chef school.

Food and housing included, learn first, pay later.

He successfully passed the interview, studied there for a whole year, owed the school seventeen pounds, and took away three pounds worth of ingredients and tools before leaving, and fled to the Netherlands as a wanted criminal. Sailing on a sea ship, hoping that one day, I can go back to my hometown with the ship...

The story... that's pretty much it.

Lorraine looked at Wang Ye with a hippie smile, his eyes were not eyes, and his nose was not his nose.

"Then the reason why you don't want to disembark is..."

Wang also spread his hands: "Dear Mr. Captain, my arrest warrant in France is still valid. If I float back to shore from this position, I will have to go to prison as soon as I land. I have inquired, twenty pounds is enough They imprisoned me for 20 years, which is not in line with my life plan for myself."

"Then you plan to..."

"Is there no cook on your ship? I am proficient in all eastern and western cuisines, and my craftsmanship will never disappoint you."

"cook?"

"Yes, you can try my craft first. Foie gras, snails, salad, or the black pudding that the English love, English shortbread and fried eggs, as long as you can name it..."

"Buddha jumped over the wall." Lorraine spoke three big characters slowly in pure Chinese.

"Jump what?"

"If you can't do it, Dongpo pork, earthen pot stuffed chicken, squirrel perch, dried bamboo shoots?"

"Uh...Mr. Captain, you are actually a nobleman of the Eight Banners, right? Could it be that your skin looks pale because of excessive blood loss?"

"It seems that you can't even do it."

Lorraine ignored Wang Ye's words, called Pierce softly, and asked about the existing ingredients on the Butterfly.

After a while, he raised his head: "I have butter, lettuce, and a small amount of onion and garlic on my boat. You have fifteen minutes to make a garlic lettuce for me. If you can, it's better to peel it." Come here with a pair of chopsticks."

"Is this a formal interview?"

"If you like to call it that... yes, it's an interview that will determine your stay."

Ten minutes later, Lorraine ate the first Chinese stir-fried dish that had changed its taste in this life. It was fresh, salty, fragrant, greasy, yet crispy, completely different from Western cooking.

Wang Ye's craftsmanship is far from what he claims to be, but at least it is above the standard line. More importantly, he has proved that he can really cook Chinese food.

It seems... that's enough.

Lorraine pushed away the plate, stood up and wiped her mouth lightly.

"Mr. Chef Wang Ye, congratulations, you have been admitted." He stretched out his hand to Wang Ye and said with a smile, "Let me introduce myself, I am your future captain and employer, my name is Lorraine, Lorraine Yana Son Drake."