Chapter 957:

Because that man is full of legend, high above... Chairman of the East India Company, the Duke of Swan.

Although it was a bit secretive, Captain Morgan could see at a glance that the big man who was high and high to him, how much respect he had for this Mr. Zhou Ye, even to the point of being humble... Observing one's words is the basic skill of a businessman. A guy with this skill will never be a successful businessman.

"You are really good at talking..." Zhou Ye smiled slightly and patted Captain Morgan on the shoulder, "You—very good, if there is any difficulty in the future, you can go to the East India Company to find Duke Swan..."

Hearing Zhou Ye's words, Captain Morgan's eyes lit up immediately. He was so happy that he could see his back molars. He worked hard as a grandson to serve this grandfather for almost two months, isn't it just for these words... …

Zhou Ye looked at Captain Morgan and smiled... Of course he knew what Captain Morgan was thinking, but then what? Isn't the bustling world all for fame and fortune?

As for the Duke of Swan?

Of course he is not Elizabeth's father, but the descendants of Elizabeth's father who do not know how many generations...

No way, who told old Swan that the old tree blossomed after he became the governor of India... And under Zhou Ye's advice, the head of the Swan family has been the chairman of the Umbrella East India Company for generations. .

Chapter 1338

"Do you want to eat now?" Captain Morgan looked at the handsome young man's smile, and said hurriedly, "I have prepared an authentic Italian breakfast for you..."

"Okay..." Zhou Ye nodded.

"Then do you want to dine on deck or in the captain's cabin?" Morgan asked respectfully.

"Hmm—!" Zhou Ye looked at the sky. Today's weather is still pretty good, with a little breeze, but not too big. It's just right for dining on the deck... "I'll dine on the deck..."

"Okay, please wait a moment!" Captain Morgan said, turning his head and scolding the two sailors, and moved the heavy table in the captain's room to the deck of the bow. He knew that Zhou Ye usually likes to sit when dining out. There, while admiring the scenery, dining...

Although the sailors somewhat despised the captain when he faced the distinguished guest, he was like the most humble servant, but when he faced them, he was aloof... But there was no way to be managed by others, except to scold Morgan in his heart. There is no other way except the captain.

After the sailors arranged the dining table on the bow deck, Captain Morgan bowed humbly, "Please wait there for a while, your breakfast will be delivered soon..."

"Okay..." Zhou Ye nodded slightly, without being polite, he walked directly to the dining table and sat down facing the front.

This time, Zhou Ye came out, neither using the portal nor using his own speed, let alone the Umbrella - instead, he took a merchant ship that did not belong to Umbrella, and he had the attitude of traveling. come...

Of course, the destination of his trip this time was Transylvania in western Romania, which was also Dracula's hometown...and more - the hometown of one of his targets.

Because, someone dared to lie to him... This made Zhou Ye feel very uncomfortable. It seems that hundreds of years have passed, and the original humility has been almost forgotten by him... It's time to tell him that the master will always be him. Master, sheltering him does not mean condoning him, people need to know how to be grateful, and the same is true for vampires.

"Your breakfast is here, sir!" Captain Morgan himself made a cameo as a waiter, one in each hand, carrying a dish, and carefully placed it on Zhou Ye's dining table. On one plate was a savory toasted croissant, and on the other was a savory, baked German sausage...

And, of course, a bottle of Bordeaux that's been awake enough...

In fact, the real Italian breakfast is bread and coffee, but - Zhou Ye really doesn't have the habit of drinking coffee early in the morning, so - the coffee has become Bordeaux red wine, and there is an extra plate of authentic German sausages.

Just as Zhou Ye picked up the knife and fork and was about to start eating, Captain Morgan said somewhat nonchalantly, "Sir...that, that...Mr. Amelio would like you to comment on his breakfast today..."

Amelio is an Italian chef that Captain Morgan found in St. Maarten in order to serve Zhou Ye well. This guy is arrogant and doesn't want it, and he is confident that only Italians in the world can cook delicious food...

But after being slapped twice by Zhou Ye, he obediently put away his arrogance, there is no way - who made Zhou Ye comment on his weakness every time, for Zhou Ye, who has eaten all over the world For guys who have eaten all over the past and present - the cooking skills may not be so great, but the taste of the dishes is already MAX...

After being severely beaten twice by Zhou Ye, this arrogant Italian chef put away his arrogance, like a humble apprentice, carefully asking Zhou Ye's opinion every time...

Today is obviously no exception.

"Haha..." Hearing Captain Morgan's words, Zhou Ye laughed and said nothing, then lightly cut a piece of bread, put it in his mouth, chewed it, and said, "This time the bread was baked well, the outside is good. The coke is tender, and the time for the dough to ferment is just right... eh? Yes, you actually listened to my words, lengthened the kneading time, and thoroughly incorporated the beef into the dough..."

"Mr. Zhou, try that plate of grilled sausage again..." As the Italian accent came, a guy in a white chef's hat stood beside Captain Morgan with shining eyes, no one else. It was Amelio... At this moment, his face was about to burst into laughter, there was nothing he could do—this poor boy was beaten all the way by Zhou Ye, and this was the first time he heard Zhou Ye's positive comments.

"Yeah!" Zhou Ye nodded, then inserted a piece of sausage and put it in his mouth, "Looks like you understand the reasoning of heating with a small fire, this time sausage is considered a pass for you..."

"Thank you for your compliment, sir!" Amelio bowed his head humbly, to hide his incredulous smile. "With your evaluation, I feel that I am not far from a world famous chef..."

"Haha..." Zhou Ye smiled slightly. These lazy people always have a kind of honeyed self-confidence.

However, since this guy is so confident, Zhou Ye doesn't mind hitting this guy. "You are still far from being a world-famous chef. If you really want to become a world-famous chef, I will show you a shortcut..."

"..." Amelio put away the smile on his face and waited for Zhou Ye's guidance.

"Since your goal is to become a world-class celebrity chef, then—you must at least know what the famous dishes from all over the world are... and have tasted them..." Zhou Ye began to dig a hole.

"You're right, I'm working in St. Maarten to earn travel expenses, so that I can find food all over the world..." Amelio nodded in agreement and asked, "Do you have any recommendations?"

"Of course, when it comes to food, I suggest you go to the Qing Dynasty in the east... You'll get a different feeling there!" Zhou Ye had dug the hole and was just waiting to bury someone.

"Okay, since there is nothing in that country that you admire so much, then I think their food must have their own uniqueness, so my goal has been decided...the Qing Dynasty..." Amelio forcefully sighed. He clenched his fist and looked like a hot-blooded teenager, "After I got there, I tasted a new delicacy every day, and I must spend three months eating all over that country..."

"............" Zhou Ye resisted the urge to laugh, one meal a day? And then eat the whole country? You're afraid that you won't even be able to get out of a city... After this child goes, he probably won't be able to come back for ten years... "Then, I wish you success..."

A happy joke brought a different feeling to Zhou Ye's breakfast. While eating Amelio's carefully prepared breakfast, he imagined in his mind what Amelio would be like when he arrived in that country. The scene is simply too happy.

The Theresa finally arrived at Zhou Ye's destination, a port city in the Balkans, Durres, at around three o'clock in the afternoon.

Chapter 1339

"Sir, do I really need to wait here for you to return?" Captain Morgan asked reluctantly.

"No need, I'll choose another route to go back to St. Martin!" Zhou Ye said about the nightmare under his crotch, waving goodbye to Captain Morgan, while rushing out of the port...

It wasn't until he left the port and came to the bustling business district that Zhou Ye pulled the reins, causing Nightmare to slow down...

Nightmare, who hadn't run wild for a long time because of the boat, shook her neck in dissatisfaction and snorted...

"You idiot..." Zhou Ye patted Nightmare's head with a smile. This guy has been with him for a long time. Although he synthesized it to pretend to be X, he also took up the red queen. Most of his computing power, but—Nightmare also brought him a lot of joy.

It's just because Sonia likes it, so she has been using it as a mount for Sonia—this time Zhou Ye said that he was traveling, Sonia waved his hand and said, "Put on the Nightmare and go out for a walk, I'm really afraid it will get sick on the island. …”

Therefore, Zhou Ye brought this guy with him this time...

Zhou Ye took a quick look at several hotels in the downtown area, but none of them satisfied him. To be precise, the magic tent he brought with him was not as clean and tidy...

So, Zhou Ye simply squeezed his nightmare stomach and said, "Let's go, let's run today, when you're tired, and when to stay!"

"Sorry..."

Nightmare understood his master's words, and immediately neighed with excitement, and then stepped forward with his long legs, the wind was blowing under his hoofs, and he directly hung up the sixth gear in the downtown area...

For a time, the whole business district was chaotic.

"Damn... whose horse is this, don't you know that horses are not allowed in the downtown area?"

"Police, where are the police? I'm going to arrest him..."

"I'm going to call the police... oh, my goods..."