Chapter 264 Song of the Sailor
The croupier on the bank suddenly stopped dealing cards.
She snapped her fingers, summoned a sexy waitress in revealing clothes, pointed at Joan, and smiled.
"Give this gentleman a fruit plate, and it's my treat."
"Yes, ma'am."
The waitress quickly brought a plate of sliced melons and placed them on Joan's table.
Dick picked up a piece of honeydew melon and took a bite. He repeatedly praised how sweet it was, and leaned into Joan's ear, lowering his voice and laughing:
"Did the croupier lady take a fancy to you?"
"Actually, she looks pretty good, but unfortunately she is a little older."
Qiao An ignored his teasing, deliberately called the cards and blew himself up. After losing the round, he smiled apologetically at the croupier, then stood up and said flatly, "I won't play anymore."
The croupier said a few polite words to persuade her to stay, but her eyes showed that she was secretly relieved.
"You're lucky, why don't you continue playing?" Dick was surprised.
Joan shook his head, picked up the chips on the table and stuffed them into his hands, and said in a low voice, "Let's go out and talk."
Dick still didn't understand why, but both Thomas and Roger realized that the dealer had seen through Joan's card counting, and the gift of the fruit plate was actually a hint that enough was enough for him.
If Qiao An doesn't listen to the warning and doesn't stop, there will be no good fruit to eat in the future.
The four of them left the poker table and exchanged their chips for cash. Excluding the casino's "ripping", the four of them made less than 100 gold Dujia after dividing them equally.
"We shouldn't have left. We could have won more because we were lucky." Dick said regretfully.
"Don't be too greedy. Originally, you almost lost everything. Thanks to Qiao An, you won back your capital. What else is there to be dissatisfied with?"
Roger scolded his brother angrily.
"It's right for Qiao An to accept it when it's good. If we continue to play, we will lose everything sooner or later."
"Although I didn't win much, it's a lottery!"
Thomas smiled meaningfully.
"If we hadn't stopped in time just now, losing all our chips would be the next thing to do. We might be sacked by the casino's mitts and thrown into the sea to feed the sharks."
"Ah? Is that an exaggeration?" Dick broke out in a cold sweat, "We didn't cheat, why did the casino target us?"
"Haha! This is complicated..."
Leaning against the fence on the fourth floor of the bridge building, Thomas explained to Dick the details of how he and Joann were at the gaming table just now, using card counting skills and mutual signings to cooperate with each other to win money.
The simple-minded Dick was stunned when he heard this, and never thought that such card-playing skills existed in the world!
Smart people are scary!
Joan leaned on the fence with both hands, looking at the sea under the night with moonlight shining.
The moist and cool sea breeze was blowing in front of you, and the wind was mixed with the rough and heroic singing of the half-drunk sailors.
...
at Leiden Harbor
There's a bunch of sailors singing
those lingering dreams
Floating in the wide harbor of Layton
at Leiden Harbor
There is a group of sailors sleeping soundly
like a flag
Stretches out to the bleak shore
at Leiden Harbor
A group of sailors quietly passed away
With a belly full of beer and tragedy
disappearing into the dawn
at Leiden Harbor
Another group of sailors is about to be born
on the monotonous ocean
in the endless heat wave
There's a bunch of sailors feasting
on that white tablecloth
Display of fresh sea fish
sailors baring their teeth
bite fate
eat the full moon
Frayed rigging
in their favorite french fries
Also mixed with the aroma of cod
They wave their big palms
as if asking for more
Then the sailors laughed
Get up amidst the clamor like thunder
pull up the placket of the trousers
leave with a belch
at Leiden Harbor
There is a group of sailors dancing enthusiastically
belly rub belly
flirting with women
they spin and dance
like a blazing sun
violin out of tune
play a piercing melody
They twist their necks
to hear each other laughing
until all of a sudden
violin stop
They pose solemnly
They look proud
take the dancing woman away
happy till dawn
at Leiden Harbor
There's a bunch of sailors drinking
they drank one cup after another
Empty the cup and fill it again
they toast to health
Cheers to whores too
drunk sailors
turn your nose to the night sky
throw snot at the stars
peeing on cheating woman
as if shed tears for them
...
After a day and night of calm sailing, at dusk on July 2, the cruise ship "New World" arrived at the wharf of "Wild Boar Island" smoothly.
The cruise ship slowly sailed into the berth.
During this period, most of the passengers on the ship, including Joan and his party, couldn't wait to board the deck and lean on the railing to look at the resort island surrounded by sandy beaches and lush jungles in the sunset.
Looking from the port side, "Wild Boar Island" not only has the natural scenery that you can't get tired of, but also the atmosphere is peaceful and harmonious. It deserves to be the premier resort in the Yalfheim area.
It was hard for Joan to imagine that there were tens of thousands of ferocious wild boars living in the peaceful forest, so that they posed a great threat to the farmland and pastures on the other side of the strait.
When he shifted his gaze, he immediately noticed the outer wall of the pier, which was made of rock and was more than three yards high.
The outer surface of the wall is covered with rusty and mottled barbed wire, and a wide trench is dug farther away, like a dazzling scar, isolating the beach near the pier from the interior of the island.
This wall made Joan no longer have the slightest doubt about the danger in the depths of the island.
"Wild Boar Island" attracts a large number of tourists to come for sightseeing and vacation every summer. Building walls around the pier and digging trenches not only cost a lot of money, but also destroy the natural scenery of the island and give tourists a negative impression.
The "Yalfheim Shipping Company", which is in charge of operating this tourist attraction, has no fools on the board of directors. If it is not forced, it will never do such a thankless thing.
It can be seen that there are not only large herds of wild boars on the island, but they are indeed overrun as rumored.
The wild boars on the island often harass the wharf in clusters, posing a serious threat to local tourism practitioners and even tourists who come on vacation, so strict fortifications had to be built to ensure the safety of personnel.
From this point of view, it is not difficult for Joan to understand why "Yalfheim Shipping Company" actively sponsors the annual hunting festival and actively provides thoughtful services, even medals and bonuses for the event.
The Alfheim Shipping Company has been funding the "hunting contest" over the years, but it is not purely "doing good deeds" as they themselves advertise.
For a small amount of money, thousands of hunters could be fooled into coming to the island to spontaneously hunt wild boars, greatly reducing the size of the wild boar population.
Unknowingly, the security pressure that should have been borne by the company's security personnel was passed on to the tourists.
By the way, it can also stimulate the tourism industry and bring a steady stream of customers and profits to the company. It can be called a perfect marketing strategy!
PS. "The Song of the Sailors of Port Leiden" is translated and rewritten from an old song that the author likes very much, the famous song "dansleportd'amserdam" by Belgian singer Jacques Brel.