MTL - Weird Deep-sea Game, I Can Fish Without Limit-Chapter 58 Flower Street Directory

  Chapter 58 Flower Street Directory

"what is this?"

  Li Feng hesitantly took the tabloid that Kestrel handed over.

   To be precise, it was a booklet.

  It's just that the black and white engravings printed on the cover of the booklet are a bit...too elegant.

   "Marcus Flower Street Miss Directory, open it and have a look."

   Li Feng:? ? ?

   "What, directory?"

  This booklet is very confusing, no matter the name or the cover.

"what!"

   Kestrel laughed seeing Li Feng's reaction, and the solemnity of the Holy Inquisitor suddenly became much less serious:

   "I thought handsome young men would understand? It seems that you, a priest, are very qualified."

  Li Feng: "..."

   Didn't ask any more questions. From what Kestrel said, Li Feng already guessed the contents of the booklet pretty well.

   But even so, when he opened the booklet and browsed roughly two pages, he was still shocked by the nature of this booklet.

   This is a brochure similar to Dianping.

   It's just that the object of the review is the beautiful girls in the flower street in the dock area.

  The contents of the comments are all aspects, including appearance, manners, service, skills, talents, and special attributes. ①

  Li Feng knew that this was a chaotic era. The invention of the steam engine made the machine replace the handwork.

  In this era, men can go to sea, jump on a steamboat and go to sea to make a living.

   For women, machines have replaced their original jobs.

  When they come to the city from the countryside, there are only two kinds of serious jobs they can do, maids and female workers.

  A maid who lives in the master's house has almost no social status.

   Moreover, their owners often refuse to lock their rooms, citing convenience for work.

  As for the female workers, Li Feng was in the church library and had browsed a little about geography and humanities books about the endless sea.

  Most of the factories in this world are set up in the inland areas, and there are almost no large factories in the coastal cities.

  Even the capital of Storm Island like Wind's Rest mainly focuses on fishing and sea transportation.

  So those girls who came to Storm City in large numbers, they traveled long distances, but finally found that they didn't seem to have any serious jobs to do.

  In the absence of good norms of governance, a rapidly developing society often refreshes the bottom line quickly.

  In an age where the gap between the rich and the poor is huge and there is no sense of morality, they have never laughed at the poor but not at the prostitutes. When those businesses have a market, they have put them on the surface.

   Then, this kind of brochures that refreshed the bottom line came into being.

   Li Feng has no intention of evaluating this kind of booklet, and he is not even interested in these things.

  After roughly turning two pages, Li Feng asked Kestrel:

   "What happened to the docklands? Is it related to this?"

   Kestrel smiled with satisfaction, he was very satisfied with Li Feng's reaction.

  People who are addicted to these things can hardly have a future, let alone a future on the path of transcendence.

   "Look at this page."

   Kestrel said as he turned to a certain page of the booklet for Li Feng to read.

   Li Feng looked carefully, and found that this page was no different from other pages, they were all commenting on girls.

  This page is about a girl named Mo'er from Deep Sea Rose.

   At first it was the same, it was not very easy to describe.

  But suddenly without warning, the author began to describe something unknown, and his language became frantic.

  Eight hands touching the face at the same time, can cross the tentacles of the long table...

   Li Feng read it in a book about demons brought by Kestrel, and it fits the characteristics of some demons very well.

   "Do you see that Miss Mo'er from Deep Sea Rose is abnormal?"

   Kestrel asked.

   Li Feng glanced at him after hearing this, then looked at the cover of the booklet, and said:

   "I think maybe the author—Mr. Marcus is not normal."

  Kestrel smiled with satisfaction:

   "The thinking is clear, let's go, let's go and have a look."

   As he spoke, he got up and walked towards the door of Zijinhua Church.

   Li Feng followed behind, and he also understood some things from Kestrel's behavior just now.

  As a newcomer who joined in dealing with the demon incident, Kestrel was deliberately using this matter to test him.

  Although everyone praised Li Feng on the bright side, saying such things as those who are favored by the Seven Gods, the future generations are fearsome, and the future is boundless.

   But everyone is not stupid, especially Kestrel who can become one of the leaders of the Ring of the Earth on Storm Island.

   There are indeed some people in this world who are lucky, but good luck does not represent their true strength.

  So when the Kestrel discovered this unimportant abnormal event this morning.

   Instead of asking the team members to investigate, they decided to take Li Feng to have a look.

  He wants to see for himself whether this foreigner who has recently become famous and has broken miracles repeatedly has real skills.

  So not just showing him brochures that guys love, but pointing to the wrong leads on purpose, are just hors d'oeuvres before the official test.

   But simply, Li Feng's performance satisfied him.

   At least in heart and head, he is not bad.

   This is what Kestrel is thinking.

   On the other side, Li Feng also understood his intentions.

  The third life was a human being, and two lives were in a society where information explosion, close interpersonal relationships and important.

  Li Feng is not ignorant of these potential rules in the workplace.

  At the same time, he also knew what he was going to do in the future.

  This time he is not an accompanying assistant, but an examinee who wants to show his ability.

   "Marcus has disappeared."

  It just rained lightly in the morning, and the road in the dock area was muddy. Kestrel walked and said to Li Feng:

   "I also sent someone to check his house, and there is nothing unusual."

   "So... are we going to find Miss Mo'er now?"

   Li Feng asked.

  If Marcus wrote Miss Moer in this kind of pamphlet, then before that, the two of them must have been in contact.

   "Exactly."

   Kestrel nodded, he stood still, raised his chin and pointed forward:

   "Here it is, there it is."

  Like other stores in Flower Street, the store front of Deep Sea Rose is also extremely gaudy.

   Kestrel greeted the man guarding the gate, and brought Li Feng in.

   They went straight up to the second floor, but when they were only halfway up the stairs, they heard women crying and yelling.

   There is a large living room with gorgeous decoration on the second floor of Deep Sea Rose.

  A blond young girl is sitting on the sofa in the center crying, surrounded by many other girls, some comforting, some watching with cold eyes.

  In the center of the living room, there is an older middle-aged woman standing, and she is cursing Marcus with her hips on her hips.

   "Marcus is a heartless person who writes bad reviews for free whoring, slandering my girl as a devil!

   After so many years, how can I feel sorry for him? If he writes like that, how can I still do business? ! "

   This middle-aged woman is the procuress of Deep Sea Rose. She was so absorbed in scolding that she didn't notice anyone coming.

   "Ahem."

  Hearing the voice, the bustard stopped shouting.

  After seeing that it was the Kestrel, her sharp eyes became a little more charming, and she immediately stepped forward to chat and complain to the Kestrel.

  Li Feng observed many small paintings on the table in the living room in this space.

   Walked in and took a look, it turned out to be some crooked graffiti.

  The paintings above are all women with eight tentacles and long beards.

  It seems that this kind of pamphlet has a lot of influence, and it has been widely known.

   And even the paintings mocking Miss Mo'er were flying all over the sky.

  This should be the reason why Mo'er was crying and the old bustard was yelling at her.

  After all, in this "social season" when the crew members are all ashore, they are slandered as demons, so they can't make good money.

  In the gorgeously decorated but still gaudy living room.

  The madam pestered Kestrel, hoping that the latter would use her privileges to clear their names.

   Kestrel didn't seem to be in a hurry to investigate the case, Li Feng knew it was time for him to do something.

  Looking at Mo'er whose eyes were swollen from crying, Li Feng was going to ask her for some clues first.

  //①This kind of pamphlet is not fabricated by me. It really existed in Britain during the Industrial Revolution, and those of the maids are also true.

   Seek to read, seek collection, seek recommendation

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  (end of this chapter)