Major Raquel Cross, the captain of the transport ship Charles Jos, is a black man with a thickset and round waist, a bald head and a full beard, about forty years old.
In his original impression, this was the first black American officer Fang Lang had known. Black people in this era would be discriminated against in the American army, so Fang Lang was surprised that a black man could serve as an American captain, but Brazil had more He is a black man, and Fang Lang also knows how to deal with black people.
After seeing the messenger conveying the order, Fang Lang stood at attention and saluted. Just as he was about to speak, he was interrupted by Major Cross's outstretched right hand. When he saw the other person's outstretched right hand, Fang Lang quickly stretched out his hand and held it tightly. .
"Hello, Second Lieutenant Fang Lang, you don't have to be too restrained on the ship. Welcome aboard the Charles Joyce." After saying that, he patted Fang Lang's right arm with his left hand, very warmly.
"Hello, Major Cross, I am the Brazilian Expeditionary Military Officer, and I am honored to be able to study on your ship."
Cross could see Fang Lang's embarrassment from Fang Lang's expression, but no other white soldiers saw his strangeness, and they obviously did not express dissatisfaction because he was black.
Since it was Commodore Jackson who directly arranged for him to board the ship to test the opponent's sailing skills, and since it was a young man who looked to be less than twenty years old, Cross felt that this person should be a well-connected person. So in terms of attitude, he didn't show off the airs of an officer at all.
"Okay, young man, since we are all going to live on the same boat, we are all brothers. I will ask the first mate to arrange a bed for you first, and then I suggest you to seize the time to do a big purchase today, because our return trip on the boat There are a lot of short positions, maybe you can make a fortune after arriving in the United States." Hearing Major Cross's direct words made Fang Lang's heart beat wildly, isn't this a free transport ship? You need to think carefully about what you can sell from Italy to the United States and make money.
"Captain, won't we be punished if we use a warship to transport personal belongings like this?" Fang Lang was still a little worried about whether he would be punished.
"Haha... Young man, we are only bringing some personal belongings, and we will not fill the boat. What's the problem? There is nothing to haul on the boat on the return trip! Who will take care of ourselves? What did you bring? This is the welfare of the crew! You will also bring some personal belongings to the crew on the ship in the future, right?" Major Cross said with deep meaning.
After listening to Major Cross's words, Fang Lang also realized that he was allowed to bring some personal belongings to the crew on ocean-going cargo ships in modern society. Why couldn't he react when he got to the army?
"I understand, thank you for the reminder, sir!" I couldn't help but start thinking, is there anything in Italy that can be sold to the United States to make money directly? Thinking about it, many of Italy's most famous products in later generations seem to be luxury goods, chocolates, and sports cars, but it seems that these have not yet grown up at this time!
In this way, under the leadership of the first mate, Fang Lang settled down and quickly came to the streets of Naples, Italy to start looking for products that could make him rich. Because it was still early, Fang Lang was not in a hurry and admired the streets of Italy. , while sighing in his heart, these Italians are not good at fighting, but they make really good food. After shopping for so long, it seems that the most shops on the street are restaurants.
This makes Fang Lang very helpless. He can't bring pasta to the United States to sell it! How is it possible to make a fortune, let alone pizza? There are no famous Italian industrial products in this era. It seems that it is basically impossible to get rich suddenly.
In fact, none of the above are the reasons why Fang Lang can't get rich. He touched his five hundred dollars in capital in his pocket and sighed helplessly. Capital is the fundamental reason that restricts Fang Lang from getting rich! Of course, don't think that five hundred dollars is a small amount of money. The U.S. dollar in this era is much more valuable than the U.S. dollar in modern society. This money is the military pay that Fang Lang has saved for a long time.
Fang Lang was wandering around and came to an alley behind the naval hospital. Fang Lang found that most of the people gathered here were soldiers, including American soldiers, Italian soldiers, and British soldiers. Although everyone had different military uniforms, they all gathered in this alley. There was conversation on both sides of the alley.
Fang Lang, who thought there was something fun to watch, couldn't resist his nature of joining in the fun and walked over. I saw a few soldiers placing various trophies on the ground, including German watches, medals, pistols, water bottles, helmets, rifles, etc., and even a BMW 750 motorcycle. Fang Lang understood that this was a black market where some soldiers exchanged trophies.
I walked around with great interest, because I had only entered the battlefield for a short time. Although I had killed a few Germans, judging from the situation when Fang Lang woke up, there was definitely no loot around him. He touched the five hundred in his pocket. After thinking about the U.S. dollar, since there is no chance to make a fortune, buy some souvenirs and collect them, and wait for the appreciation in the future!
The first thing Fang Lang wanted to buy was a watch, because he didn't have a watch at the moment. He browsed the entire black market from beginning to end. To be honest, there were no watches in this era that particularly suited Fang Lang's aesthetics. There has never been one. After finding a watch that suits him, just when Fang Lang was about to give up and pick one at random, a hoarse voice said in less than fluent English: "Brother, do you want to change your watch?"
Fang Lang looked around and saw a short, stocky man with black hair and brown eyes, wearing an Italian military uniform, looking at him. There was no rank or logo on the uniform, so it was impossible to tell whether he was a real Italian soldier or a black marketeer. It was only now that Fang Lang discovered that most people would actually take off the obvious military logos on their bodies. There are also a large number of people who don't mind having their identities known at all.
It seemed that he didn’t pay much attention to the Cobra logo on his arm with a pipe in his mouth, and casually replied in Italian: “Yes, brother, but I looked where you are and didn’t see anything I like, so I’m sorry. "
This man visibly relaxed when he heard that Fang Lang could communicate in Italian. It was obvious that English was still a language he had just learned, and it was not easy to use it. Also responded in Italian:
"Haha...Brother, I didn't expect you to speak Italian. This is really great. If you want to change your watch, I think you should take a look at my collection." As he said that, he raised his left hand Arm, revealing seven or eight watches covering the entire arm.
Looking at the watches on this man's arms, he couldn't help but be startled, and he couldn't help but become interested. He stepped forward and looked at it. One of the watches with a stainless steel case particularly caught Fang Lang's attention.
The man obviously noticed Fang Lang's gaze. He took off the watch with a stainless steel case and handed it to Fang Lang. He said, "Brother, this is a high-end watch taken from the hand of a German general. Please take care of it." have a look."
Fang Lang took the watch in his hand and observed it carefully. He recognized at a glance that this watch was a Patek Philippe 1518 perpetual calendar watch. It was also made of stainless steel. This was a rare item.
"Sorry, I don't know much about the brand of the watch. Can you tell me what brand it is? He is indeed very beautiful." Fang Lang asked, pretending not to recognize the brand of the watch.
In this era, advertising could only be done in newspapers and radios, so the transmission of information was far from being as developed as that of later generations. Today's Patek Philippe is far from becoming a top luxury brand in later generations, and is only circulated among some of the top aristocrats and royal families.
"Uh! I don't know this either, but I believe this watch was really taken from the hand of a German general." Fang Lang's question poured cold water on this man's idea of raising the price. .
"Okay then, may I know how much you are going to sell me for?" Seeing that this Italian didn't know this brand, Fang Lang was ecstatic, knowing that he might miss something today, and said calmly. .
"How much? No, I don't want money!" The Italian was very happy to hear that Fang Lang wanted this watch, but when he heard that he wanted to spend money to buy it, he refused directly.
