Chapter 630 Schiller's Leisurely Vacation (Part 1)

Blüdhaven, a small city on the East Coast not far from Gotham, is also located on the coastline. Its climate is completely different from Gotham, and it can even be said to be completely opposite. It is sunny all year round, and the sunshine time and sunshine intensity are also among the best among all cities on the East Coast.

Originally, this place could have been developed into a very good tourist city, but because of its relatively small land area, many hills and mountains around it, the coastline is not long enough, and the supporting facilities in the city are not enough, it is impossible to meet the needs of a large number of tourists.

If it were closer to the metropolis, it might have developed earlier, because if the drive from the metropolis is within half an hour, then tourists can enter the metropolis and solve some accommodation and food needs.

However, no tourist would be brave enough to go deep into Gotham to stay, and tourists come to the coastal city to travel to the beach to sunbathe, and the rainy weather in Gotham will ruin their good mood for the day, so Blüdhaven has always been tepid.

However, since the telephone speech by Mayor Roy of Gotham City, some of the prejudices against Gotham City have been improved. The high crime rate and chaos here are actually due to the inaction of the government. Many curious backpackers want to come here to observe, and their destination is Blüdhaven.

In addition, the development of Gotham City's logistics industry has led to a surge in the number of employees. Many people who want to come here to find a job will choose Blüdhaven as an outpost, because it only takes 20 minutes to drive to Gotham City. If the life in Gotham City does not satisfy them, they can turn around and leave.

After all, the prices and rents in Gotham City are not a joke. Although the people here are rotten, they are not poor. In other words, they are poor in the circulation system of Gotham City, but if they are taken out, they can be regarded as a class of food and clothing.

You can make a comparison like this. Generally speaking, the ordinary gangsters who guard the door of the nightclub in Gotham City belong to the lower income group in Gotham City, but if they come to Blüdhaven, they become the representatives of a well-off life.

Some people may ask, then isn't it good for them to live in Blüdhaven? Why fight and kill in the gangs?

But they are not only gangsters, their fathers, mothers, grandparents are all gang members, and all their interpersonal relationships are maintained in this system. It is difficult to make changes. If the gang leader disagrees, they can't run away, otherwise, the sharks will have their next meal.

In addition, the Gotham gangs have a good income, not because they have the skills to survive, or have a good education background. The gangsters have not read much and have no skills. After they leave the Gotham system, it is impossible for them to find such a high-paying job.

This is a problem that every resident in a high-income, high-price area will encounter when moving to a low-income, low-price area. They want to get low prices with high wages, but low-price areas often do not have high wages and insufficient supporting facilities, so they would rather endure such high prices than move to low-price areas.

This is also why Blüdhaven, as a neighboring city of Gotham, has a very good public security situation.

To put it bluntly, the residents of Gotham don't like this place at all. Working hard here for a month may not earn as much as working for the gangs in Gotham for a week. Even if the price of goods in Brudhaven is low, the supplies are relatively scarce, and some things have to be bought in Gotham, so why not live directly in Gotham? At least the locals are familiar with the roads and it is safer.

Many backpackers who come to Brudhaven say that this is the paradise closest to hell. Whether it is climate, scenery, or humanities, Brudhaven is not inferior to those tourist cities on the East Coast.

Similarly, unlike a prosperous metropolis like Gotham, Brudhaven is a small town with a slower pace of life and everyone is very leisurely, thanks to the rich catch on the East Coast.

The industrial structure here is also dominated by fishing docks, seafood processing and export and logistics industries. There are three docks in the whole town. Except for one of them that is relatively large because it was built later, the other two were built by Europeans during the colonial period and are now relatively old.

"Sir, you may not have heard of this pier. It broke down about three or four years ago. The mayor said there was no need to repair it, so it was turned into a fishing pier." A little boy wearing overalls and a fisherman's hat ran to the wooden platform of the pier, pointing to the front and said to Schiller behind him.

"Look, do you see those small boats? They are experience boats specially prepared for tourists. Tourists can experience shallow sea fishing there. The rowing fishermen will teach them the most basic shallow sea fishing skills. They can use fishing rods and experience fishing nets."

"For only five dollars, you can take away the fattest fish. If you are willing to give me another fifty cents, I will take you to the restaurant next door. The fish soup and fish stew stewed by the owner there are really great."

"Five dollars is too expensive. I don't really like eating fish. Of course, if it can be cheaper, I would like to try it." Schiller also walked up to the wooden platform of the pier and looked into the distance. Looking at the fishing boats one after another, he had to admit that this was still very unique.

Generally speaking, the cost of sea fishing is still quite high. At least the average family on vacation cannot afford to rent a fishing boat. That is something only rich people can play.

This tourism project launched by Brudhaven is a bit like a simple beggar version. The fishing boat is an ordinary wooden boat with an electric motor. The fishermen on the boat are local fishermen who have been fishing with such a boat for a lifetime. The fishing nets they use are not high-end goods, and some are even a little broken.

But what can be seen is that almost every fishing boat carries tourists, and they are all having fun. Even though the speed of this kind of fishing boat is far from being trawling, and the netting depends entirely on luck, there are not many fish in one net, but most tourists, especially those family tourists, have a lot of fun.

Schiller began to admire the wisdom of Mayor Brudhaven. You know, in this era, most of the tourism industry is for the rich. Many tourist cities have not thought about it and the projects they provide are not friendly enough.

In most seaside tourist cities, except for the beach, which is free to use, any project in the sea is expensive, such as sea fishing, diving, etc.

"Okay, sir, three dollars, is that okay?"

"I will give you a maximum of two dollars and fifty cents. Of course, I can give you an extra fifty cents tip, just treat it to your meal." Schiller smiled, stretched out his hand and patted the shoulder of the tour guide boy, saying, "Go find me a boat."

The little boy cheered, ran down the pier, came to the beach, and soon found a boat for Schiller. He ran to Schiller and showed off: "Sir, I bet that no one can find a boat that suits your heart like me!"

"You said before that you are a university professor, so you should be more talkative with young people, but most of the fishermen here are of different ages. Not young anymore, sometimes I am also troubled by their stubborn temper, I am afraid you can't chat, so I found the only younger fisherman here..."

"Come here, Viking, this is Professor Rodriguez, my new client, a very generous university professor, he wants to experience it on your fishing boat, get him a good fish, and I will treat you to a meal later."

Schiller turned his head and saw the man the little boy called, he was naked from the waist up, wearing shorts on the lower body, revealing a sculpted body, his hair was golden, his sideburns were long until they connected to the beard at the corner of his jaw, but there was no beard on his chin, he looked arrogant and wild.

He first looked at Schiller with his eagle-like eyes, then moved his body to the side, leaving a space for Schiller, pointed to his boat and said, "Come on up."

Schiller looked down at his feet. At this time, he was still standing on the beach, and the fishing boat was floating on the sea, now at least three meters away from him. He opened his mouth and asked, "How to get on?"

The little tour guide next to him slapped his forehead and shouted at the man, "Why did you forget again?! Where is the ladder for receiving the quotation? Have you forgotten the rules for treating tourists that old Wieland told you before?"

The man on the boat took a piece of wood from the boat as if he had just remembered it, and after anchoring the boat, he put the wood down, and Schiller walked up along the wood.

Schiller turned around and waved to the little tour guide, feeling the boat start to shake. The blond man seemed a little silent. Schiller walked to the side of the boat with some curiosity. At this time, the man said in a buzzing voice: "Don't stare at the sea all the time, you will get seasick."

Schiller slowly moved his eyes away and asked him: "I heard from my tour guide that your name is Viking? This should be your nickname, right?"

"Yes, but I don't like it very much. I'm not a pirate." The Viking walked to the side of the cabin and began to organize the tools. He asked: "Do you want to use a fishing rod or a trawl net?"

"Let's fish first. Can you help me find a good fishing spot?" Schiller said. The Viking squatted down and began to organize the fishing line and fishing rod. While organizing, he said: "You came at a bad time. There are more people now. The good fishing spots are occupied. I know a few other good fishing spots..."

"Oh, I know. If my catch is good today, I will be happy to give half the tip." Schiller walked up and squatted down, looking at the fishing rods of different lengths and said.

"No, I'm not asking for a tip. I just want to say that those fishing spots are more troublesome and may require you to have better fishing skills."

The Vikings began to sort out the fishing lines, but Schiller stood up and looked at the sea. Just as the Vikings said, almost all places on the sea were now occupied by fishing boats, and there was no boat in the direction the Vikings were heading.

"My fishing skills aren't great, but they're not bad either. We can go over there and try. If we really can't catch anything, forget it. I don't really like fish anyway." Schiller shrugged, seeming easy to talk to, which made the Viking look up at him in surprise. The Viking asked:

"Are you a university professor? Which university do you teach at?"

"Gotham University."

The fishing line in the Viking's hand turned into a tangled mess.

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