In fact, before the eight tribe leaders met Chen Mu, Baima's mind went smoothly.

The tribal leaders such as Baima were different from the mixed-race aborigines in Acapulco. They were not only pure blood, but also indigenous people who had been living in their own villages. They had to contact the Spaniards and were conquered and conquered.

The white horse has no concept of invasion or colonizers. He asked the people of these ports why they did not resist such high prices, but they learned that these people only need to do a day to have twenty treasures, and even as hunters, sometimes they gain more than their work in a day.

Hunters are a high-income group in the port. Sometimes, if you are lucky, you can earn hundreds of Tongbao a day, and you will have a surplus when you have a meal in a restaurant.

People in the port repeatedly recommend Baima to come over and have to go to the restaurant to taste the meat made by Mingren, but Baima has no money, what should I do?

He didn't sell the cocoa beans he had saved so hard. After some inquiries, Mr. Baima did a difficult math problem.

It is known that porters can earn a treasure by pushing a truck of goods from the port to the warehouse, and pushing twenty trucks a day can earn twenty treasures. Question: How much treasure can a hundred and forty people earn in a day?

Baima took the small wooden stick and calculated it again and again. Finally, she simply fell on the ground to cocoa beans, counted the number 2,800, then converted it and asked Shao Tingda a question.

"You go and change cocoa beans, and twenty-two-ton Baoneng will be more than three hundred?"

Shao Tingda definitely gave a positive answer. Cocoa beans have become the least valuable thing in Acapulco, but Chen Mu said that these things should be sold at a high price when sold back to the Ming Dynasty.

Before he could react, he saw the white horse's face showing ecstasy. He slapped his hands and said a few words to his subordinates in their own words. He turned around and said, "Help me, we move things to the port. How many things are there, how many we move, hurry up!"

Bears, sold; turkeys, sold; skins, sold; all the goods except cocoa beans and horses were sold, and the Tongbao they brought was handed over to Shao Tingda: "Buy cocoa beans for me."

When Shao Tingda saw the indigenous brothers fighting side by side, he quickly advised earnestly: "Don't, Baima, this thing is the most valuable. Why did you buy all the money for?"

The White Horse Chief looked around and walked a few steps back, raised his hand to greet Shao Tingda next to his face, and then whispered: "This bean is expensive elsewhere, the more expensive it goes north. When others don't know, I will use the bean to buy everything from other people's tribes!"

The white horse has calculated that his man can earn 40,000 to 50,000 cocoa beans a day, and another 100,000 in two days, and 200,000 will be transported back to the tribe, and he can buy countless livestock, animal skins and food from others.

The Indian chief's eyes shone with the glory of the rich!

Can this still be done?

Shao Tingda thought from the bottom of his heart that Baima's idea was really good, but he vaguely felt that this would make Chen Mu feel unhappy.

Ruan Chuan knows his brother. What is Chen Mu losing money in business? This is like losing the city and land, but it is conceivable how unhappy he will be if he asks others to make money.

On one hand, he was a brother who was rich enough to rival a country, and on the other hand, he was a comrade-in-arms who was so poor that he had only Cocod. Shao Tingda's expression became extremely complicated for a moment. In his heart, two little people began to fight. While saying that it was harmless to make money for the white horse, the little people who grew up to be little Chen Mu kept rubbing their fingers and frowning.

Fortunately, the stalemate of the dilemma did not last long. Not long after Baima decided to start his cocoa bean trade, the sick man had already returned from the port government on a horse and conveyed Chen Mu's meaning.

"There are five or two per horse of the Western Horse Mother, and one of the eighty slaves."

Chen Mu's prices are still as dark as ever.

But at least with a relatively high price, Shao Tingda said to Baima: "The Grand Marshal wants to see you, your people are going to the port. I will ask the sick man to take them with me, and I will take you to the port yamen first."

No one has any objection to this. Even the Aztecs had to visit their masters first when they went to a place. Now the master of Acapulco is Chen Mu, and Baima went to visit him.

On the way into the village, Baima and the remaining seven tribal leaders watched the patrols in black clothes maintain public order, and the villagers wearing various clothes formed their own parties and walked on the streets, everything was novel.

It was only then that he finally put his heart back in his stomach. It seemed that the Ming people had no intention of enslaving them. These people seemed to hold weapons freely, and some were still holding horses.

Under the Spanish regulations, Indians could not ride horses or possess weapons. This was an absolutely strict law, but it seemed that this was not the case under the rule of the Ming people.

When the white horse expressed his questions to Shao Tingda, Shao Tingda patted the general's belly and smiled: "The general allowed anyone to ride a horse and allowed anyone to hold weapons other than bird guns and cannons. There are shops selling weapons on the market. An iron arrow only costs five Tongbao, and the bow and crossbow are more expensive, but the spear is very cheap."

"You see those who ride horses are the village heads, and there are twenty-three village heads in the port. We have matched them with horses, so we don't have any money."

Shao Tingda stopped as he said that Baima didn't know what the village chief was, but it seemed troublesome to explain. He simply said: "You will know then. You know that we defeated the Westerners, and the Grand Marshal summoned you to come not only to trade with you."

"What should we do to surrender?"

"Submit?"

Shao Tingda was unwilling to use such harsh words, but it seemed that it was indeed the same. He nodded slowly and said, "The Ming Dynasty wants to sign an agreement with Spain to demarcate the land here. He wants to give the native leaders the opportunity to sign an agreement with him."

"As long as you respect the Emperor of Ming, obey the orders of the court, use the laws of the court, and pay taxes to the court, the Ming army can protect everyone from enslavement by Westerners."

The white horse's footsteps suddenly appeared in front of the port yamen. The sun shone on him and cast a short shadow on the ground. He turned to watch the people who were pushing the wooden cart full of goods from the time they received it, took a long deep breath, and then led several leaders into the yamen.

If you are not enslaved by the Westerners, you will be enslaved by the Ming people. Even if the Ming people give you wages, this is not good. It is just that the two evils are in power and the white horses have not forgotten that this is the land of their ancestors.

Chen Mu finally saw Baima and his leaders. To be honest, the eight leaders' tastes of dressing and matching style made him difficult to appreciate.

The white horse was straightforward and looked around with a quick eye, saying to Chen Mu: "We have sixty-four mares that can be sold twenty."

The chief, who was mixing and matching strange clothes, raised three fingers and said to him: "If you are willing to exchange my horse for your horse, I can sell three, no, sixty horses, but you will at least give me another twenty taels each."

During the long-term interaction, Shao Tingda could understand the inaccuracy of the Baima in expressing the quantity. He explained to Chen Mu on behalf of the Baima: "He means to exchange sixty mares for sixty of our horses, and we will give him another sixty taels of silver."

The Aztecs were very good at calculating their own things. They had extraordinary mathematics and astronomy, but they couldn't communicate with others... Whether it was Ming or Spanish, everyone used decimal, but they used twenty-decimal.

Their very important quantifier is 'one', used to express the number twenty, because a person has ten fingers and ten toes.

At the same time, Shao Tingda also informed Chen Mu of the news of the white horse reselling cocoa beans, waiting for Chen Mu's answer.
Chapter completed!