The torches crackled.

Wooden boxes were piled up in the narrow and cramped cabin, as if they were to be able to make any trouble. Some boxes were covered with slabs and pillows, and some mats were spread on the aisle next to the box. The dirty air in the lower cabin was suffocated here, making those well-equipped Western soldiers look like they were wearing a face that was so irritated in such an environment.

But when the first sturdy wooden box was lifted, everything was completely different.

In the shabby wooden box, wooden boards and paved hay were lying, and square silver bars were neatly placed on the hay, which looked thicker than the wrists of the thin Spanish musketeers, and this was the case for each box.

Silver is just a metal, sometimes a commodity, sometimes a goods, which is not surprising, but in this era if there is anything that can be reached between the North Koreans and the Spanish, it is silver.

No matter how different the two countries are, they have the same view on this matter, every Spaniard and every Ming Dynasty person have the same view - silver means wealth, and wealth means everything!

Not to mention the soldiers of Shenji Camp who stuttered, the Zhejiang soldiers were mostly from wealthy and devoted themselves to recruitment for fame and fortune, but wealth also had a degree of wealth. Compared with most guards, their wealth was for the general sense of wealth. For the tens of millions of Gigali living on the land of the Ming Dynasty, wealth in the general sense means that they have no worries about food and clothing and no worries about food and clothing.

Only when you don’t have to worry about food and clothing can you be qualified to pursue advancement and choose what kind of person you want to become.

To achieve such a goal, the standard of how much wealth is needed can be quantified in silver. If you master a craft, it will take about twenty taels.

Twenty taels, those with craftsmanship can rent houses and shops for capital, those with idle fields can afford tenants to buy oxen, can operate business, food and clothing, and can buy high-headed horses that have been dreaming of for a long time. Maybe the girl you like can come to the door to talk to the matchmaker this afternoon.

Twenty taels can mean everything.

In the past, everything meant a Beilu head.

Now, everything is close to them.

Take a silver bar in these randomly stacked boxes and cut a small portion of it and it's all there.

Martyn was happy to see a shocked expression on the face of the tough Ming man in front of him. This change made him feel relaxed and stable from the bottom of his heart, as if the lost initiative had come back. Faced with the collective loss of morality of the Ming soldiers, he took a graceful pace and took a wooden branch from the supporting wooden pillar and ignited it on a torch. Then he lit his pipe and slowly leaned against the wooden box to sit down.

The smoke seemed to dispel the stench in the cabin. He looked at Luo Shangzhi and smiled, saying, "This ship went from Port Lima, the Governor of Peru, to Port Changsheng, Asia, to transport 100 tons of silver to your General Chen to mint silver coins for the royal family. You can open all the boxes. It seems that you have never seen so much silver."

Luo Shangzhi has never seen so much silver, and all the silver he has seen in his life is not so much together. He has no reason not to be surprised. If the silver is not put in a box but is piled together directly, it will have a greater impact on him.

"There are all these silvers that Peru are digging. That Potosi can dig so much in a year?"

In fact, Luo Shangzhi didn't understand what Martyn said was how much was, but he didn't care. It didn't need a clear quantity to make his worldview greatly impact. He was thinking about what they were doing in the past.

Of course, my mind was also thinking about why Chen Mu had to negotiate peace with the Spanish. In order to fight for control of Potosi, they should give everything for it. If the Ming and the whole country knew that there was a silver mine thousands of miles away that could mine nearly three million taels of silver a year, no one would refuse to fight for it.

They will try every means to defeat any enemy in the world, and even kill the enemy back into the tree if necessary.

At least Luo Shangzhi was thinking about the philosophical question of "how to fight the Spanish back to the tree".

This is a chain problem. The last thing that came to mind was that the Spanish had controlled the Potosi silver mine for decades, and then there was a problem of attacking the Spanish mainland.

Everyone has evil thoughts, and how long it lasts and whether it is put into practice is related to morality and ability. So the next moment, this question will be erased from Luo Shangzhi's mind and he will be restored to being sober.

"The silver mine has just experienced several years of decline. We improved our technology the year before yesterday, and there may be more next year. If your General Chen is willing to send Indians to work in the silver mine."

Martyn chuckled, shrugged his shoulders and curled his lips, "But he doesn't want it. Maybe next year or the year after, the output will drop. This is inevitable. The decline in output is not good for you. Fifteen percent of the revenue of coins belongs to you."

Baiyin made Luo Shangzhi extremely curious about Potosi, but it was obviously not a good time to chat. He first appeased his subordinates and ordered everyone to go to the deck, and told them that someone would search the body before they could get off the ship when they returned to Changsheng Port, so they should not have any wrong thoughts.

Then Martyn walked onto the deck with him, breathing fresh air greedily at the bow of the boat, and then asked: "Why is the output falling?"

Although he was equally curious about the Indians and he didn't stay in the world for a long time, it was obviously Chen Mu's affairs and he shouldn't have asked more questions.

"People die too quickly, and there are no new people. Peru is so big and is completely surrounded by you. Panama, Chile, Brazil... Without new people, the output will naturally decline. Don't look at me like that. You look like a person who will often kill people."

"What can I do? Every night, six thousand five hundred fires will be lit on the mountain. The mercury poisoning will prevent grass from growing in six gigabytes. For those heavy animals without souls, going to the mine is their best destination. The gods they worship are blasphemy to Jesus."

The Spanish, even the Spanish who had never fought with the Ming army far away in Peru, were also afraid of the Ming army.

It was as if Martyn saw Luo Shangzhi's extremely burly body that he could think of the scene where he pulled two Spanish soldiers and threw them out.

People like this should not seem to show sympathy in their eyes like pedantic monks.

Luo Shangzhi just shook his head.

Mining is a very dangerous business. The Zhejiang soldiers in the Shenji Camp under his command all knew this truth very well. Many of them were mountain owners and mine disciples in the past. People would die from landslides and accidents in the mines and miasma at the bottom of the mine. But people did not die like this, not as the Spaniard said in front of them, thousands of people died.

That's not mining, that's mass murder.

"We are getting closer and closer to Changsheng, and a patrol fleet will soon be escorted." Luo Shangzhi's back left the side of the ship. He didn't want to continue the topic anymore. He believed that all the information he wanted could get answers from Chen Mu of Changsheng County. He just said to the Spaniards: "I'm not sympathy, you really should be kind to them."

Before leaving, on the Spanish boat, he shook his head contemptuously and cursed in a low voice.

"The stupid chant who worships the evil god is beyond salvation..."

Luo Shangzhi no longer cared about the silver that was about to become the property of the Ming Dynasty in the cabin. What he wanted to do most now was to go to Changsheng to give Chen Mu a suggestion that Asia and the Asian co-governmental region should govern the country according to law and implement the Ming Dynasty law.

"The Law of the Ming Dynasty" "Forbids the sin of witches and evil spirits". Anyone who pretends to descend to evil gods, writes talismans, curses, prays to the saints, and holds phoenixes to pray to the saints, and then snatches his head, and those who follow him are scepters and flows for three thousand miles.
Chapter completed!