Aztec Eternals

"The...white-skinned...friends who appeared in the big boat! Thank you for your gift of leather armor! This set of leather armor...is better than all the leather armors in the tribe...The chief is very happy! This is a gift in return for you!..."

"Ahaha! God bless you! This is really...his! Gold?...Ah! So much? I'm afraid it's two hundred grams, right? Thank you Lord! Thank you!..."

In the hands of the Taino leader, a handful of shining placer gold was handed out, and Bosun Haroldo eagerly took it with his hands and held it tightly in his palms! He took out a close-fitting tinder bag, poured the flint and firelight inside on the ground, and then carefully poured the placer gold into it one by one. Then, he couldn't help it anymore, and under the smiling gaze of the Taino leader, he checked the fineness of the placer gold one by one!

"Ha! White-skinned...friends! Don't worry...these are all...very pure yellow stones...there are still some in the tribe...as long as you take out weapons, armor, and thunder magic weapons to change them!..."

"Holy Mother! It is indeed the best placer gold! Real gold that can be used as gold coins!..."

At this moment, both of them had smiles on their faces, like "cotton" on the island of Haiti. Well, when the upland cotton on this island blooms, it is very bright red and white, very bright and moving, and it also smells of wealth.

"Ancestor! If he is really...then...maybe?...Do you want to? Do you want to speak?..."

On the other side, the smart Sushu was in ups and downs, with countless thoughts and emotions colliding in his mind. He actually knows much more about the "Native Kingdom" on the island of Cuba to the west than Bruno thought!

On the one hand, after he was captured by Columbus's fleet, he heard many curses from sailors, learned about the attacks of those "native kingdoms", and heard about those "warriors" who were completely different from the Taino tribes. On the other hand, during this month, the Taino natives who were captured on the boat also told a lot of stories: including "sitting in a long boat, appearing from the west", "the god of war on the plateau, the god of faith" "Hummingbird", "The prophecy of the white-skinned evil spirit will not stop until death"...and only he can understand these specific details! When translating, he also put some thought into it, concealing a lot of content and not telling Bruno.

"Well! Be brave, Suchi! This may be your only chance!... If you leave here... then the fleet will have to return! Return to the home of the white-skinned people!..."

At this moment, the turmoil in Sushu's heart was like the waves of the Caribbean Sea. And at the last moment before making this decision, he thought of Ah Yue's eyes full of hatred and determination, and of the dozen tribesmen who were captured on the boat, and he was the only one left... He finally raised his head and looked at The calm "ordinary militiaman" across the street spoke in a low, nervous voice in Taíno.

"The God of War from the West... the God of War on the Plateau... Go Carrot... protects us!..."

"Um?…"

The ordinary militiaman's expression changed. He first glanced at Bosun Haroldo, who was attracted by the gold, and then took a deep look at Tylenol-faced Tushu. After a while, his expression remained unchanged and he spoke softly in Taino.

"The Lord God bless you and me!..."

“.!…”

Hearing the other party's strange accent, Sushu's heart suddenly shook, and his eyes changed. However, at this time, Haroldo finally finished testing the quality of the gold. Satisfied, he patted Chichi's shoulder heavily and said with a smile.

"Huh! Whether it's the devil or the Lord... gold is gold, the most sacred gold!... Haha! Sushu, what are you doing standing there? Help me thank this generous leader! Ask me again, are they still there? What’s needed? …We want to trade more gold…oh no!…”

When Haroldo rowed the boat and returned to the ship with his head bowed, all the sailors on the ship once again stirred up. Because this time, Haroldo used a pair of refined leather armor in exchange for 200 grams of gold! Converted into gold coins circulating in Western Europe, this is at least 50 pieces, 50 Venetian gold ducats!

In addition to the gold, the leader of the natives also made a request to continue trade! Whether it is "sharp weapons, strong armor", or "thunder tubes, thunder tubes", or even "four-legged horses, four-legged oxen, four-legged goats"... they are willing to take full gold. Change!

"O Lord! A pair of refined leather armor costs 50 gold ducats! ...You know, buying such a set of refined leather armor in Lisbon only costs 2-3 ducats! And if in the name of the Kingdom's navy, you can pay 50 gold ducats!" The armorer purchased military supplies at a low price, and the price was less than 2 ducats! This is a huge profit of 25 times!…”

Seeing the placer gold brought back by Haroldo, Mattim immediately settled the account and his eyes turned red with jealousy! You know, according to the rules on the ship, Haroldo brought back gold both times. When the accounts are divided, he will be counted as three people, and he will get two more spoils!

"Blessed Mother! Haroldo, you did a good job indeed! Well... Sushu, you are also good! When we divide the spoils later, we will follow the rules and count you as one person!..."

Seeing such a harvest, Bruno was very satisfied and even generously promised a share of the spoils to Sushu. At the same time, he could not restrain himself and gave birth to more greed, greed for golden wealth! That is to say, the force on the ship is not enough, so we have to trade with real things...

However, to be honest, this backhand profit of more than 20 times is indeed enough to make people sell their souls!

You should know that the military supplies on the ship used for trading were all purchased by the Kingdom of Portugal. After returning, just report a loss, hide part of the benefits, and hand over a small half to General Nuno and the royal family... The remaining half of the profit will be all on the ship, and the captain will directly take 30%!

"Lord! Is this the East? No, even if it is not the East... Such profits are almost the same as Eastern trade, right?!..."

"You should know that in Lisbon... A standard knight's full armor is only 20 gold ducats. And a set of sergeant heavy armor is 8 gold ducats. A set of knight squire armor is 6 ducats. If it is the new breastplate, excluding the helmet, arm armor, and leg armor, like the breastplates on the ship... It only costs 2-3 ducats!... Yes! You can sell the extra breastplates to the natives! Sell 5 pieces per ship, one piece will double tenfold, 20 gold ducats!..."

At the end of the 15th century, the productivity of Western European countries was indeed developing and progressing rapidly. Various hydraulic workshops were built along the river. The armor that was originally expensive began to become cheap and popular. Especially the new hydraulic forging workshops in Shinra and Italy, which used hydraulic machinery to make a large number of breastplates, greatly lowered the price of half-body armor, which was almost an explosive impact on the entire armor market!

"As for weapons... standard sailor scimitars, 10 for 1 ducat! If you sell them, you will get 1 ducat each! The matchlock gun is much more expensive, 1 ducat per gun, and 10 ducats for the natives!..."

"As for the 8-pound cannon, it is not available on the market. But the cost paid by the Kingdom Navy to the artillery workshop is about 50-100 gold ducats, depending on how much kickbacks the other party gives... If calculated as the market price, it must be at least doubled, 160 ducats? Selling it to the natives, it will be five times, no, ten times!..."

"Wait! How can the 8-pound cannon on the ship be sold to the natives? ? ! Am I losing my mind? ... Well... the 8-pound cannon must not be sold! On the contrary, one of the four 2-pound cannons on the Silveira ship can be sold, and it must be sold for at least 200 gold ducats! ... But what if the natives can really offer ten times the price? ... Offer 1,600 gold ducats, which is 6 kilograms of gold... Hiss! 6 kilograms of gold! This 8-pound cannon... can also be "reported lost"..."

Under the stimulation of gold, not only Captain Bruno and the officers on the flagship, but also Captain Silveira on another ship, also fell into a golden dream.

As the fleet meeting went on, it turned into a market for buying and selling smuggling. Both captains had flashing eyes and thought of reselling military supplies! And the crew who are still alive on the whole ship, maybe only one, no, two "people" are left...

"Damn it! Lord! How much shining gold does the native tribe here have?! If they have enough gold, as long as they have enough gold... Then after replenishing food and preparing for the return voyage! We can sell all the military supplies on the ship to them!..."

"Well... Such amazing profits will be reported to His Majesty Joao... Next year, I will be able to return with more fleets and more military supplies!... At that time, let's see how strong the native tribe is! Then decide whether it is a friendly transaction, or... May the Virgin Mary bless us! May the devil bless us too!..."