David watched Li Mingxun price an 18-pound cannon for 800 taels of silver. He knew that in the British local shipyard, a cannon was worth 300 taels, and in the end all the weapons were priced at more than 24,000 taels. When Li Mingxun issued a list of goods, David found that he had not only obtained fifty thrones of raw silk, but also tea and porcelain that could fill the cargo hold. Li Mingxun also generously gave him fifty barrels of rum, which was crucial to his determination of the Golden Oak sailor's mood.

Then, Li Mingxun listed a list of goods he needed, including Indian saltpeter for making gunpowder, jute for sail cables, buffalo horns for making bows, and other goods. Naturally, there was no shortage of firearms. Li Mingxun's last words made David jump up directly.

"I hope to continue trading with you next year. I will prepare two hundred dans of raw silk for you, and the extra ones will be traded with porcelain and tea."

David stood in front of Li Mingxun and said solemnly: "Great Lord, can you allow me to kiss your leather boots? You are really an angel sent by God to save my destiny, an existence greater than the king..."

Lee Myung-hoon stopped the guy from praising himself in an exaggerated tone. He knocked on David who was half kneeling on the ground and said, "My friend, please trade with me in a fair contract spirit and a professional navigator way, instead of being as annoying as a clown who has drunk wine."

After hearing this, David stood up. He called someone to take out all the wine he had just sent, brought the seats for a few businessmen who could write and calculate, and said seriously: "Sorry, I really didn't expect that today would be there. It felt like a dream. Ahem, let's talk about the next trade. Can you not set it in Macau? You know, our cooperation with the Portuguese is a perfect match, and two hundred pounds of raw silk are enough to make them tear up the treaty."

Li Mingxun slapped the table and said, "When you arrive next year, you will find that Guangdong in Ming Dynasty has changed to a governor, and the eldest son of this newly appointed governor is my close friend."

"Then the Portuguese are no longer a threat." David promised, patting his chest.

Lee Mingxun said: "David, don't always stare at raw silk. There are more valuable products produced by the Ming Dynasty, such as sugar. Don't you want to get a share of the pie? Do gentlemen in London like bitter coffee so much?"

David focused on it: "Of course, raw silk, spices and sugar, heading to Europe's cargo ships, which are the most important cargo."

"Then bring what I want, you can rest assured that no matter how much you bring, I can eat it in one bite. Raw silk, sugar and porcelain are the goods I checked out." Li Mingxun said, writing with a quill pen.

David didn't dare to look at it, but Li Mingxun handed it to him. When David looked at it, Li Mingxun wrote another letter.

In this gorgeous letter, David saw the demand for Li Mingxun to trade with the British East India Company, which implicitly expressed the hostile relationship between Tenglong Trading Company and the Spaniards and the Dutch, and listed the advantages of the goods in his hands. Without discussing the quality and price, sufficient amount of goods was Li Mingxun's greatest capital. David looked and was amazed. He thought to himself that it would be best if Li Mingxun could mention his name and contribution in this letter. The commander of Surat would definitely send such an important letter back to London. The gentleman there would know at the first time that a London man named David William had created history for the British Empire.

Maybe my bronze statue will be erected in the company's lobby!

The second piece that Li Mingxun gave to David made him look ugly. This piece of paper contains the cargo category and transaction price that Li Mingxun wanted, and the prices were 30% or even more lower than the market price. Especially the cannons and muskets, which were directly set at half the price, because these metal products can be used as ballasts and do not occupy the space in the cargo compartment.

David had not spoken yet, and the third letter had been placed in front of him. David looked at it and then screamed excitedly.

The third letter was written to the headquarters of the East India Company in the UK. There were only simple greetings, but the large part was the appreciation of David. Lee Mingxun tirelessly praised David's superb navigation technology and professional trade literacy. He praised this savage guy who was full of alcohol and armpits and never brushed his teeth as a decent British gentleman, as if he had all the advantages of the British aristocrats. In the end, Lee Mingxun called David a sincere friend and the only trusted partner, and believed that this friendship helped the trade relationship and price setting between Tamron Trading Company and the company.

David had no doubt that this letter would make his status rise in the company. If the company established a colony in East Asia in the future, the letter would make him the governor. The greater the trade volume with Lee Myung-hoon in the future, the heavier the weight of the letter, until it could be presented to the king.

Lee Mingxun knocked on the price list and said, "If you can make two-thirds of the category on this price list a reality, you can hand over the third letter to your chief in Surat. If you can't do it, I'm sorry, my friend, it's best if I see another captain or business specialist in Macau next year, because even if I see you, I will write another letter to ask the directors of your company to change someone else."

David was stunned, but Lee Mingxun patted his arm and said, "Quantity and price, my friend, work hard for this. In the words of you British, there is no free lunch in the world, and the time to change your destiny has arrived. Don't you want to walk into the king's palace with a polite and civilized stick in thirty years later, and accept the servant's respectful call you Count David?"

Lee Mingxun left the captain's room with a smile. David was silent for a long time and punched the table: "Earl David! Earl David!"

"Captain, please come with me. You definitely don't want to see these things. The Ming people deceived you." The first mate walked in in panic and said.

David walked out of the captain's room. Now the Tiger Shark and the Golden Oak were leaning against a sea Oak. The sailors on the Golden Oak were lifting the heavy eighteen-pound cannon from the artillery deck with winches and slings, putting them on a large boat, and then transporting them to the Tiger Shark a hundred steps away. The Yongjin leaned on the Golden Oak, and both ships dropped their anchors and were transporting raw silk and tea.

"I want to see these, and I like to see that beautiful raw silk and fragrant tea leaves are put into my cargo hold, and all I take away is cold artillery and inedible gunpowder!" David looked at the busy sailors, as if he saw golden gold coins jumping into his purse one by one, holding himself over one boss after another, sitting at the king's dining table.

The first mate hurriedly said, "No, look at that ship, look at it there!"

David took the telescope from his chief mate and looked at it casually. His eyes almost fell off because the sailors on the Tiger Shark were throwing cannons into the water one by one, but David soon found that the cannon was very light, and it seemed that two people could lift it, and there was no muzzle at all. It was not a cannon, it was a fake that was coated with asphalt with logs!

"We were deceived. They are not as powerful as they look. I think this Tiger Shark not only has no teeth, but even its bones are broken!" said the chief mate.

David's face bulged with blue veins, and after a while, he calmed down. He said, "My friend, this is what the noble Lord deliberately let us see. Go and let our people pick up the fake goods and put them on the artillery deck. The pirates of Southeast Asia will pee their pants in front of them!"

The first mate suddenly realized and quickly got off the boat, but David said, "Yes, this person is not as powerful as we imagined!"

He opened his glasses and confirmed again that in the stern part of the Tiger Shark, David saw the sculpture of the Heratles stone pillar, which was the symbol of the Spanish! David remembered the legend he heard in Macau a few months ago that a Spanish warship was stolen by the natives in Jilong Port, and everyone died, and the ship also turned into a ghost ship on the sea of ​​East Asia.
Chapter completed!