Although I don't know what Sir Gore's intention was to come here, Governor Juan's instinctive feeling that the Portuguese merchant could solve the difficulties he was facing.

He signaled the Manila officials and soldiers in the room to leave.

Put a beautiful piece of cloisonné porcelain back on the desk.

"What a beautiful porcelain, let me guess how many Spanish silver rounds can this porcelain be shipped back to Spain?" Sir Gore stared at the cloisonne in Governor Juan's hand and quipped.

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

He sat on the sofa, looking at the Portuguese jazz in front of him with an unhappy look on his face.

"My old friend, it has been embarrassing me that your Portuguese merchant ships broke into Manila Bay. If you are pleading with me for your Chinese friends now, please go back to East India." Juan suppressed the anger in his heart and said calmly.

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

"Gentlemanly demeanor, those Ming people occupied Vigan and joined forces to siege Rawag."

"I lost hundreds of excellent soldiers and a general. In Lavague, hundreds of merchant ships were parked in the port and endured the plunder of pirates. In Manila Bay, hundreds of merchant ships were parked in the port and could not sail. I lost thousands of silver dollars every day. The merchants outside the manor wanted to send me to the gallows." Juan shouted angrily, pouring out all the anger that had accumulated in his heart.

Faced with Governor Juan's anger, Sir Gore remained calm and placed a cup of hot tea on the desk.

Seeing that Governor Juan calmed down slightly, he spoke.

"We understand the mood of your Spanish. You have lost excellent soldiers and generals, merchants have lost their property, Spain has lost their taxes, which is a sad thing." Sir Gore swayed in the hot teacup with a silver spoon.

"Then let me guess how to make up for the Spanish's losses." Sir Gore smiled and handed the black tea to Governor Juan.

"For example, a good porcelain on a boat."

Juan took the black tea and said nothing.

"Then 100 treasure ships carrying exquisite porcelain."

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

"Enough," Governor Juan looked gloomy,

"What the hell do you want to say?"

"I mean, if there are 100 ships carrying Chinese porcelain, plus 100 ships carrying Chinese tea, to come to Manila Bay, can it make up for the Spanish's losses?"

Juan nodded undeniably, "So you should know how huge the losses the Chinese have caused to us."

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

"Value?" Juan frowned. Did the Ming people in the north bring any value besides causing huge losses to themselves?

"Before coming to your estate, Governor, I went to the Manila Chamber of Commerce and looked at the situation in the Manila port in detail last year." Sir Gore threw an account before Governor Juan.

"Last year, a total of 11 large Chinese ships carrying tea and porcelain sailed into the Port of Manila. These ships were smuggled by the Portuguese in Macau."

"Do you still remember how much money you spent when you bought these goods from the Portuguese?" Sir Gore pointed out the accounts and smiled.

"A ship of 200,000 Spanish silver dollars, the Portuguese are even more treacherous than the Jews." Juan seemed to recall what happened a year ago, with a ferocious expression.

"Three ships headed for East India, five to Batavia and three to Spain. Except for only two ships headed to Batavia, the other ships were safely at their destination."

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

"In fact, only one of the three merchant ships heading to Spain safely arrived in Spain, but in exchange for three Garen ships loaded with silver." Governor Juan nodded, and he understood Sir Gore's meaning.

"China is so vast, the abundant and abundant food and fruits of China and the prosperity of the Chinese market. Therefore, "by God's will, this is the sufficient reason for us to enter this country."

"This is the original words written by the former governor to the king of Spain." Governor Juan still has some understanding of this mysterious Eastern country. After all, he was the governor of the Philippines. Compared with those European nobles, Juan could feel the glory and wealth from that country.

"Is this true? My God." Governor Juan stood up and looked at Sir Gore with surprise.

"But for us, this is not very good news, isn't it?" Sir Gore glanced at Juan and his face gradually became darker.

Juan pondered for a long time, and he kept flipping through the account handed to him by Sir Gore.

"These Ming people have been in Luzon Island for four months. I believe that the Spanish mainland has known about this. Such a thing happened on the pearl of the Spanish Far East. In the future, whether Governor Juan can expel these so-called uninvited guests, your position as the Governor is over, right?" Seeing that Juan was a little moved, Sir Gore smiled.

"Sir Gore, do you have a way to recover the loss of Spain and save my position as governor?" Juan's eyes were filled with a gleam, staring at the Portuguese in front of him.

"Of course, we are led by our East India Company, and you sign an agreement with the Ming people north of Luzon."
Chapter completed!