Although it was not known what Sir Gore's purpose was in coming, Governor Juan instinctively felt that the English businessman could solve the dilemma he faced.

He motioned for the Manila officials and soldiers in the room to leave.

Put a fine cloisonné porcelain back on the desk.

"It's really fine porcelain, let me guess how many Spanish silver dollars this piece of porcelain can be exchanged for when it is shipped back to mainland Spain?" Sir Gore quipped as he stared at the cloisonné in Governor Juan's hand.

"It's priceless." Juan interrupted Sir Gore.

He sat on the sofa and looked at the British knight in front of him with an unhappy expression.

"My old friend, I have been embarrassed by the forced intrusion of your British merchant ships into Manila Bay. If you are now pleading with me for the sake of your Chinese friends, then please go back to the East Indies. Juan held back the anger in his heart and spoke calmly.

"My friend, as a nobleman, you must maintain the gentlemanly demeanor of the nobility." Sir Gore still looked at Governor Juan with a smile.

"Gentlemanly manners, those Ming people have captured Vigan and united with the pirates to besiege Laoag."

"I have lost hundreds of good soldiers, and a general, hundreds of merchant ships anchored in the harbor in Laoag to endure the raids of pirates, and hundreds of merchant ships in Manila Bay that have docked in the harbor and cannot sail, I am losing thousands of silver dollars every day, and the merchants outside the manor are eager to send me to the gallows." Juan shouted angrily, pouring out all the pent-up anger in his heart.

Faced with the wrath of Governor Juan, Sir Gore did not change his face and placed a cup of hot tea on the desk.

Seeing that Governor Juan had calmed down a little, he spoke.

"We understand the feelings of you Spaniards, Your Excellency the Doge, it is a sad thing that you have lost good soldiers and generals, merchants have lost their property, and Spain has lost its own taxes." Sir Gore swayed his silver spoon in a hot teacup.

"Then let me guess how to make up for the losses of the Spaniards." Sir Gore smiled and handed the tea to Governor Juan.

"Like a boatload of good porcelain."

Juan took the black tea and didn't say anything.

"Then 100 treasure ships carrying fine porcelain."

"If that's not enough, add 100 treasure ships carrying Chinese tea."

"Enough," Governor Juan grimaced,

"What the hell are you trying to say?"

"I mean, if 100 ships carrying Chinese porcelain, plus 100 ships loaded with Chinese tea, come to Manila Bay, will they be able to make up for the losses of the Spaniards."

Juan nodded nondeniably, "So you should know how great the losses those Chinese have brought to us." ”

"My friend, you Spaniards see the loss in the present, while we Brits see the value of the future."

"Value?" Juan frowned, did those Ming people from the north bring any value in addition to bringing huge losses to themselves.

"Before coming to your estate, Your Excellency the Governor, I went to the Manila Chamber of Commerce to check in detail about the situation in the port of Manila last year." Sir Gore threw a book of accounts before Governor Juan.

"Throughout last year, a total of 11 large Chinese ships carrying tea and porcelain sailed into the port of Manila, all of which were smuggled by the Portuguese in Macao."

"Do you remember how much it cost to buy these goods from the Portuguese?" Sir Gore nodded and smiled.

"A ship costs 200,000 Spanish silver dollars, and those Portuguese are even more treacherous than the Jews." Juan seemed to recall the events of a year ago, and his face was a little hideous.

"Three went to the East Indies, five to Batavia and three to mainland Spain, and all but two of the ships to Batavia were sunk by a typhoon, and all the other ships reached their destinations safely."

"I don't know how much money you made from the Dutch, but when the three Chinese ships carrying porcelain arrived in the East Indies, the East India Company spent 2,000,000 Spanish silver yuan." Sir Gore took a silver coin from his coat pocket and placed it in his account book.

"In fact, one of the three merchant ships bound for Spain arrived safely on Spanish soil, but in exchange for three Galen ships loaded with silver." Governor Juan nodded, he understood what Sir Gore meant.

The vastness of China, the abundance of grain and fruit in China, and the prosperity of China's market, "by the will of God, are sufficient reasons for us to enter this country." ”

"These are the exact words of the former governor to the king of Spain." Governor Juan still has some understanding of this mysterious eastern country, after all, he is the governor of the Philippines, and Juan can feel the splendor and wealth from that country more than those European nobles.

"But the problem is that the emperor in the north has already occupied China, the entire coast of China is forbidden by the sea, and they have even occupied Taiwan, so we can only buy it from the Portuguese in Macau at a high price, right?" Governor Juan said helplessly.

"But the news I got from the Portuguese is that the Chinese emperor seems to want to lift the sea ban." Lord Gore said.

"Is this true, my God?" When Governor Juan heard this, he stood up and looked at Sir Gore with a look of surprise.

"But that's not too good news for us, is it?" Sir Gore glanced at Juan, and his face sank.

"Just like the Ottoman Empire, which monopolized the traditional trade routes, they had the final say on whether the sea lanes were opened or closed, and it was too unfair for us free peoples who were accustomed to wandering the oceans."

"Governor Juan, we might as well make a hypothesis if in the future there is a force born in the sea that takes Taiwan and takes the entire coast of China."

"So should we do business with that barbaric nomad or with this new force?"

Juan pondered for a long time, and he kept flipping through the books that Sir Gore had handed him.

"It has been four months since these men broke into Luzon, and presumably the Spanish mainland already knew about it, and it happened on the pearl of the Spanish Far East. In the future, whether or not you can expel these so-called slaves from the country, Governor Juan, your position as Governor is the end, isn't it? Seeing that Hu Anxin was a little touched, Sir Gore smiled.

"Sir Gore, do you have a way to recover Spain's losses and keep my position as governor at the same time?" Juan's eyes gleamed as he stared at the Englishman in front of him.

"Of course, with our East India Company taking the lead, you sign an agreement with the Chinese north of Luzon."

"What agreement?" Governor Juan had a bad premonition.

"You lease Luzon to those Chinese, collect a certain rent, and the East India Company and you Spaniards will fund and arm this group of Chinese to let them go north to regain the land that belongs to them, and then open the market to us."

"It can't be." Governor Juan laughed and shook his head.

"They are only more than 1,000 people, how can they still want to take China the size of Europa's territory?"

"Of course it can't be, but there is still hope for retaking Taiwan and part of China's coast, and the current force will be more dependent on us than the Zheng group at the beginning." Sir Gore looked at Governor Juan with a determined look.

"Instead of letting the Spaniards shed blood to get back the land that did not belong to the Spaniards, it is better to negotiate with these Chinese and reach an agreement that benefits all three of us, isn't it?"

Every pound has its own value, let alone an army under the banner of a former prince. ”