After several months, Blanco Almeida set foot on the land of Oriental Harbor again. Except for a few cargo ships from La Plata, there were no ships from any other country in the port, and everything seemed deserted. Several cargo ships flying the flag of the Rodriguez Chamber of Commerce were unloading beef cattle, which made the sailors on the ship and the workers on the dock very busy. A large group of men in linen uniforms in the quarantine area on the right side of the dock were conducting military training, which was a new immigrant. People on the east coast always seemed to like to play these tricks, and Blanco had long been used to it.

Blanco's fleet has three large ships, and the ships are loaded with high-quality Brazilian mahogany. These tall trees have high density, hard materials, wear-resistant and excellent anti-sea corrosion performance, making them ideal shipbuilding wood. The Spanish used Brazilians' large amount of Brazilian mahogany produced in Brazil and Suriname in the shipyards in Havana. With the increasing consumption of ship materials from the old continent, even the flagship of the Spanish Navy was made of Brazilian mahogany from Havana.

Of course, these woods are not cheap at all, because this Brazilian mahogany was used as a dye by Europeans at this time, which made its price very high, and few people were willing to dry it as a ship material. The average price of these high-quality woods carried by Blanco is around 80 yuan per tree, which is still a friendly price, and it is difficult for ordinary people to buy it at this price.

"50 high-quality Brazilian mahogany, some iron ore, high-quality coal and a large amount of cotton should satisfy the East Coast people." Blanco thought secretly. He has come to Oriental Port many times, but never once has he made his mood so complicated as today. The East Coast people who rise like comets actually defeated the Spanish who are at the peak of their lives. Their dazzling light even stinged the eyes of the Brazilians represented by Blanco.

You know, at this moment, Portugal and Brazil were still defeated by the Dutch in the Pernambuco region. Their performance on the battlefield was like a clown, and compared to the new Netherlands, Portugal was too old. The magnificent geographical discovery era was the pinnacle of the glory of the Portuguese, and since then, they declined rapidly. Not only was the monopoly Eastern trade divided by the Spanish and Dutch, but even Brazil, a colony in the New World, lost a large area of ​​territory due to the Dutch invasion.

The local area is controlled by the Spanish, and Brazil is coveted by the Dutch, and everything seems so bad. Blanco is a little depressed, but he is forced to cheer up because the opponent he is facing is Gao, the cunning foreign minister of the East Coast, and Brazil needs the weapons in the hands of the East Coast people.

The sailors on the Rodriguez Chamber of Commerce cargo ship unloaded the beef cattle and then made an appointment to go into the city to stroll. The rude sailors chatted loudly and then left each other. Although there were no enthusiastic girls in the city, they had intoxicating alcohol and exquisite goods, which would never make them in vain.

"Rude Italian." Merchant Carlos muttered.

"Don't say that, Marcos." Blanco was not very interested, "Everyone is a poor man under the rule of the Spanish. Moreover, obviously we are in a lot of trouble at the moment, damn Dutch! Captain Ricardo, you stay here to negotiate with the East Coast people, the price of the goods has been negotiated. You only need to cooperate with the East Coast people to put the goods into the warehouse. Marcos, let's go."

The streets of Oriental Harbor are as clean and tidy as ever, and the dirty and smelly streets of Rio de Janeiro are completely incomparable. In the afternoon, the not-so-wide streets are crowded with workers after get off work. These workers are leisurely walking, chatting and laughing while walking towards the restaurants opened on the street. Although the government of the East Coast people now has arranged three meals a day for almost all citizens, some people are unwilling to eat the free food provided by the public canteen, and call friends to go to the restaurants to drink and chat every now and then.

"Goodbye to the teacher!" A jagged voice sounded in front of him. Blanco looked around and saw a group of children who were only five or six years old carrying small schoolbags made of cotton, lined up in an orderly manner in front of a yard. The man waved his hands to the children with a smile and said, "When you go home, remember to practice the words you teach today. You will definitely take the exam tomorrow. If you can't write it, you will be beaten with a ruler."

The primary school students burst into laughter, and then organized the queue again under the leadership of two police officers of the Ministry of Internal Affairs. "Come on, sing, the national anthem "Singing the Motherland", 'The solemn national flag flutters in the wind, how loud the song of victory is...' Prepare to...sing!" A police officer of the Ministry of Internal Affairs shouted loudly. Soon, the group of primary school students sang with their tender voices.

Blanco focused on watching the group of primary school students with blond hair, blue eyes, black hair, red skin, or black hair and yellow skin sing this simple but pleasant song with serious expressions. He actually felt a strange magic. On a high flagpole in the yard, a bright flag fluttered in the wind. The flag was mainly red, blue and white, and there were twelve gears in the red area in the upper left corner. The twelve gears were arranged in a circular shape, and in the middle of the gears surrounded by a ship; the upper right corner of the flag and the entire lower area were water-shaped blue and white strips.

"It seems to be the national flag of the East Coast people." Blanco looked enviously, and suddenly remembered Portugal and Brazil, which were still under the Spanish rule, and couldn't help but shake his head sadly.

As the sky gradually darkened, Blanco and his two followers finally arrived in front of the Executive Committee Administration Building. In front of the building were eight gun-carrying policemen in black uniforms. Eight policemen stood on the left and right, with an iron fence gate in the middle. A huge shield-shaped national emblem hung under the eaves of the corridor above the gate. On the national emblem was a double-headed eagle with teeth and claws standing on the yin and yang fish pattern. The double-headed eagle held a knife in one hand and a gun in the other, which seemed to mean that people on the east coast expanded in both north and south at the same time.

The police at the door carefully checked the documents submitted by Blanco, and then sent someone to inquire. Then they stamped their documents and released them, and then handed them over to the security guards in the administrative building. These security guards led them to the office of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs inside the administrative building and then left.

The decoration of the office is still as simple as that. A hand-painted map of the East Coast Republic of China was hung alone on the lime-painted walls, and nothing else was left.

Gaomo came up enthusiastically, and Blanco shook hands with him, then sat opposite Gaomo's pine desk. Blanco noticed that the chair under his butt and the desk in front of him were covered with a layer of mattress. Judging from the texture, it seemed to be cotton. The cotton was not dyed or patterned, but the three words "Ministry of Foreign Affairs" were embroidered in the corner.

"The cotton cloth you made yourself?" Blanco asked casually.

"Yes, we call it 'East Coast Cloth'. Except for cotton that is imported, the rest from cotton yarn to cotton cloth are all produced by themselves. Maybe it won't take long before we can sell this kind of product to you." Gao Mo introduced.

"That's great news." Blanco smiled, a little far-fetched.

"Come, try the tea from the East." Gaomo ordered the secretary to make a cup of tea for each of them. "This is thanks to the respected Captain Eduardo Assonsan, who brought this delicious drink from the far east to the east. How is Captain Assonsan? I heard that he went to Rio de Janeiro."

"He is very good. He recently bought a sugar plantation in the Rio de Janeiro area. He made a fortune in this transportation of immigration, thank you for your blessings." Blanco said.

"Haha. We have always been generous to our friends." Gao Mo smiled, "Well, my friend, we won't go around in circles. Maybe I know what you are going to do, why, the Dutch are very unfriendly to you?"

Blanco was a little embarrassed. "Yes, the Dutch West India Company has been making frequent moves recently. While transporting a large number of booleans from the country (the Dutch peasant meaning) they organized troops to launch offensives. The incompetent and stupid General Maranion and the cowardly and shameless Irish mercenaries have lost our face and the situation has deteriorated quickly. I said, Gao, do you really don't consider accepting our employment to go to Brazil to fight?"

"I won't consider it for the time being," said Gao Mo. "The East Coast Republic of China has its own interests. The current war that took place in northeastern Brazil is still far away from us. Maybe we will intervene in the war at the right time, but not now. Well, Blanco, your sense of smell is very sensitive and you know that our warehouse is about to explode by weapons. 1,005 clamps, 112 flintlocks, 16 cannons, 450 pairs of breastplate, plus more than 1,000 light swords, give me 20,000 yuan, you will take them all."

"Add 100 pairs of bulletproof plate armor. Our young men lack the courage to fight without these equipment, because the damn Dutchman has some such equipment in his hands." Blanco looked at Gaomo with anticipation and added.

"Okay, we are friends. The principle of our East Coast people is that we cannot let our friends suffer. For the sake of the Brazilian mahogany you brought, I will give you a little cheaper and add another 5,000 yuan, and give you all 100 pairs of plate armor. This was urgently drawn from the active troops. Blanco, you are really honored." Gao Mo said with a smile.

"Trade." Blanco didn't think about it at all, and the two of them held each other's hands together.

Blanco and Gaomo breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. The former was because they bought enough weapons to supplement the damage, while the latter was because they finally dealt with the spoils that occupied the warehouse, and also added a large amount of income to the empty treasury. It was a joy to everyone.

① The Brazilian national name (Brazil) means mahogany. Brazilian mahogany contains a water-soluble red dye, which was in great demand in the West at that time. At the same time, this wood is a very excellent shipbuilding timber, second only to teak, and is better than the oak commonly used in Europe.
Chapter completed!