Chapter 91: Pirates are also afraid of pork knuckles

　　 It's absolutely impossible for Su Mo to do things like creating a guild. It’s dirty and tired, and he has to pay for it. It’s impossible to create a guild in his life.
　　 50,000 yuan, what a bad job.
　　 It is said that most of the guilds are either rich second-generation guilds used to play their prestige, and they are responsive and supportive, or they are so-called ambitious people, hoping to make a career in the booming game industry.
　　The characteristic they all have without exception is that they lose money.
　　 As for the remaining few more successful guilds, without exception, they all need to run very well.
　　 Su Mo doesn't have that ability. He has very little time in school, and he doesn't study a major in this area. The first half of his life was a rich second generation who likes to work, but he spent the rest of his life learning how to complete tasks alive.
　　 As for Su Xiaojiu, she probably enjoys similar conversations even more.
　　 "Xiao Jiujiang, President!"
　　 "Hey(^▽^
　　 "Mr. President!"
"what's up().?)?
　　 Count on her to manage the guild, rather than expect a pig to climb a tree.
　　 helped Su Xiaojiu drive away the entangled person, then released the ball for her to play, and took her to level up by the way.
　　 When it was almost time, Su Mo embarked on the journey again.
　　 First, he completed the task of killing two hundred pirates. This time he was honest, and he happened to kill two hundred pirates, not many of them, and he was not fixed in the same place to kill.
　　 It's really too much to kill a family all the time.
　　 Wasn't Birch looking for him desperately because he was killed?
　　 Scientific pig raising is very important.
　　 "Hey, why are you free here again?" Su Mo was surprised to find that the smithy of Little Sony's house was empty.
　　 "Is no one bad, clean!"
　　 "If you don't have a bad face, this sentence is still a bit convincing, man, you have to learn to be honest," Su Mo unfolded the treasure map in front of the little blacksmith: "Come and help me see this thing."
　　 "Where did it come from?" The little blacksmith glanced, his expression serious.
　　 "A pirate leader named Bielch, I accidentally made him a polished commander, and then he asked me trouble, Sony, you are not kind, you never told me that you can't always kill pirates in one place."
　　 "Why are you still alive?"
　　 "Is this human?"
　　 "You shouldn't kill Birch and get his treasure map."
　　 "Yes, what is the origin of this treasure map?"
"It should be something that Old Birch stole. It is said that about thirty years ago, Old Birch and several of his accomplices stole a lot of treasures from a big man. Several people hid the treasures and then made three treasure maps. , Look at the corners of this treasure map, this is Bielch’s family logo, and it’s also on their pirate flag."
　　 "Why didn't they divide the treasures and hide them, and even got a treasure map."
　　 Is this ZZ or NC?
　　 "I don't know this anymore, I'm not Old Birch."
　　 "Will that be the treasure of the Pirate King?" Su Mo drooled after thinking about it.
　　 "Are you stupid," the little blacksmith looked contemptuously: "If you stole the treasure of the Pirate King, Bielch can still be a pirate? Even if he becomes a bishop, he will not escape the pursuit of the Pirate King."
　　 "Then how do you know that you are a big man?" Su Mo was also unconvinced, he had always despised others, when it was the NPC's turn to despise him.
　　 "Listen to what others said." The little blacksmith was confident.
　　 "Okay, you are reasonable, then can you tell me how to find the other two treasure maps, or any clues in this regard." Su Mo asked.
　　 "I don't know, I'm not a pirate, I'm just an ironsmith." The little blacksmith shook his head and refused.
　　 "Pirate..." Su Mo groaned, and soon he had his goal-he returned to the one-eyed pirate tavern in Harkins.
"Hey, old thief, I came to see you." Su Mo kicked half of the door of the tavern—similar to the kind in westerns, only half—with two barrels of wine in his hand and still holding it under his arm. Holding a big pork knuckle.
　　 The one-eyed pirate lifted up from the counter and looked at Su Mo dimly.
　　 Or rather staring at Su Mo's pork knuckle, his squinted eyes became brighter and brighter, and he finally awoke completely.
　　 "It's your kid, the one who steals my drink all day."
　　 "Oh, speak well and don't just slander me. When did I drink it secretly, every time I threw the money on your plate, you are often stolen by people who are drunk." Su Mo felt very wronged.
　　 In the beginning, he thought that the game company designed such a mysterious one-eyed old pirate, it must be related to some hidden mission.
　　 All kinds of flattery, wine and meat served, but there was nothing.
In the beginning, the money I made was basically all invested in this. Later, I died and fell in love with the cleanliness and privacy. After all, this broken tavern did not necessarily have a guest for a long time, and there is no way to think about it. .
　　 Su Mo knows that the old pirate likes to eat pork knuckles the most, and today he bought the most expensive one.
　　 Money means willfulness.
"No matter what you do, you will steal if you want to commit rape. What do you think of me, just say it directly. I will see if I have the blessing to enjoy your pork knuckle." The old pirate looked at the knuckle and then at Su Mo. UU reading www.uukanshu. Com sighed and said.
　　 "What I said, I didn't always honor your old man before." Su Mo said with a smile.
　　 "Hehe, I later learned that I didn't have any hidden tasks, so I didn't buy elbows, right?" The old pirate squinted his eyes, making no secret of his sarcasm.
"It’s not that I don’t buy it, it’s that I don’t have money to buy it. To buy you elbows, I was born to death. Look at my scars...cough cough, you see my skin is tanned, forget it, you know I’m very The hard work is, now that I have finally made some money, don’t you come here to honor you?"
　　 "White for me to eat?"
　　 "For you to eat!"
　　 "If you don't say what you want, I will eat it for nothing."
　　 "Let’s eat, eat, isn’t it just an elbow, you're stingy."
　　 The old pirate looked at Su Mo suspiciously, and finally tore the tin foil outside, and a strong smell of meat immediately filled his taste buds.
　　咚咚!
　　 The voice of swallowing was so clear that the old pirate couldn't wait to tear it off and put it in his mouth.
When 　　 was about to eat the second piece, he found that his elbow was missing, and returned to Su Mo's hands again. Su Mo carefully wrapped the tin foil and took out the treasure map from his backpack.
　　 "Beast!" He is an old man, and the tears of the old pirate almost burst into his eyes.
　　 I know it's a routine, but why can't I help it?
　　 "Let's eat later, help me see this treasure map first."
　　 "Bilch's?"
"Sure enough, you know, hurry up, this elbow will be yours soon, you can aftertaste its fragrance, is it particularly delicious, I went to Los Angeles to buy it, the most high-end chef... "