The Spanish fleet of galleons, except for the necessary sailors on duty, all disembarked and ran to the dock to have fun.
Taverns, casinos, and butcher shops are all packed!
These Spanish sailors, who fought for their lives against strong winds and huge waves on the sea, never knowing when they would be buried in the belly of a fish, once they landed on the beach, they began to unleash their desires unscrupulously and spend a lot of gold and silver.
It has greatly boosted Manila's GDP development!
These sailors don't care about money, because they can die at any time on the sea!
Saving money is the most meaningless thing to them!
…
Wu Shan is a Chinese. His family runs a tavern at the dock, specializing in receiving sailors on sea ships.
Because the fleet of large sailing ships docked, the tavern's business was particularly good today.
Every table was full of people, and shiny silver coins kept flying into his pocket.
Even these Spanish sailors were very rude in their words and actions, and even yelled at Wu Shan rudely.
Wu Shan also had a respectful smile on his face, happily serving wine and preparing meals for these customers.
After a busy day, although he was very tired, the smile on Wu Shan's face never disappeared when he looked at the silver coins he earned today.
That night, Wu Shan touched the money in his arms and realized that he had money. He, who usually loves gambling, couldn't hold back his excitement.
I was tossing and turning in my own bed, unable to fall asleep, so I simply put on my clothes, got up, opened the door and walked out.
Wu Shan's wife was awakened by his movement, rubbed her sleepy eyes, and asked.
"Master, where are you going?"
Wu Shan looked back at his old wife and said.
"Don't worry about it, bitch, I'm going out to make money!"
His wife wanted to say something more.
However, Wu Shan had already left home without looking back.
When he arrived at the casino, Wu Shan rubbed his hands, found an open table and started placing bets.
"big big big!"
"Little! Little! Little!"
"Hahaha, I made a profit, I made a profit, grandpa, I got lucky today!"
"Hurry up, hurry up! Where is the banker?"
"Hey, you've lost again, this is such a bad luck!"
"..."
Listening to the noise around him, Wu Shan only felt friendly and slowly integrated into it.
As time passed, Wu Shan, who had been gambling almost all night, touched his only remaining silver coin and gritted his teeth and pressed him onto the gambling table.
"Hey, I lost all night!"
"It's time for a damn change!"
"The last silver coin, I beat the leopard!"
The person betting against him was a Spanish sailor with red hair, an ugly face, rude and arrogant speech, and was very unpleasant.
"Hahaha, you yellow-skinned monkey can't change things!"
"I have God's blessing! I will win to the end!"
When Wu Shan heard this, he spoke back without hesitation.
"Hey, you red-haired ghost, who the hell can't be transferred!"
"I worship Grandpa, the God of Wealth. With the blessing of Grandpa, the God of Wealth, I will definitely win every time I gamble!"
If this had happened in the past, Wu Shan would definitely not have dared to go against the Spaniards.
But hasn’t the situation changed now?
The Liberation Army raised troops in northern Luzon, defeated Hongmao and retreated steadily, and occupied a large territory.
The Chinese dared to stand up tall and confront the Spaniards tit for tat without showing any timidity!
The two argued with each other for a few words, and both of them got angry.
Wu Shan borrowed money from acquaintances around him to place bets, and the Spaniard across from him put all his money on the gambling table.
The Spanish sailor sounded annoyed and urged the dealer.
"Open the market quickly, open the market quickly!"
Wu Shan was also staring straight at the gaming table and kept shouting leopard, leopard!
As the final result was announced, Wu Shan couldn't help but burst into cheers.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"Leopard, really a leopard, I've made a comeback, I've made a comeback!"
"Hahaha, I've been losing all night, and now I'm finally making a comeback!"
Wu Shan jumped up and down excitedly, lying on the gambling table, pulling everyone's chips into his arms.
His face turned red with excitement!
"Ha ha!"
However, the Spaniard opposite had an ugly expression.
Not only because he lost money, but also because he lost face with a yellow-skinned monkey, which he couldn't accept!
With a fierce look on his face, without saying a word, he raised his foot and kicked Wu Shan, who was lying on the gambling table and laughing wildly.
In an instant, the gaming table was kicked over, and Wu Shan's head hit the ground, bleeding.
Dice, chips, silver coins, etc. were scattered all over the table!
Wu Shan was lying on the ground, his head was suddenly hit hard, his eyes felt black and his ears were ringing.
When the gamblers around saw this scene, they all started to reprimand him.
"What are you doing? What are you doing?"
"I'm willing to admit defeat! How can you hit someone!"
"The red-haired ghost who tramples the horse is bullying us Chinese!"
"..."
The Spaniard didn't take it seriously, and said with an arrogant expression on his face.
"Haha, you damn bastards, let me tell you, Manila is the Spanish Manila!"
"In Manila, the Spaniards have the final say, let alone bullying. So what if I kill someone?"
"Will the Governor's Palace help you, a bunch of lowly Chinese, punish me, a noble Spaniard?"
As he spoke, he picked up all the silver coins scattered on the ground with a arrogant look and stuffed them into his arms.
Pushing aside the surging crowd around him, he spoke triumphantly.
"People, you must know your position clearly!"
"In Manila, you Chinese are just slaves of the noble Spaniards."
"If a slave does something that displeases his master, he will be killed by his master!"
The crowds around him swarmed, trying to capture the Spaniard.
"Fuck the horse and catch this red-haired ghost!"
"Avenge Wu Shan, we can't let the perpetrator run away!"
"catch him!"
"..."
Just when the crowd was surging, punches and kicks were taking place, the Spaniard was about to be captured.
Finally the people from the casino came forward!
A group of thugs poured out from the back hall and separated the crowd. A man with a mustache, a melon cap and a master's attire came out of the back hall.
The thugs also led two vicious dogs, which were constantly trying to bite in the direction where the smell of blood was coming from!
When everyone saw this man coming out, they all started talking.
"Manager Zhao, you have to help make the decision on this matter!"
"That's right, Manager Zhao. This red-haired ghost is willing to gamble and refuse to admit defeat, and he even beats people up. He is really a bully!"
"We have to fight back and send this red-haired twister to the government!"
"..."
Manager Zhao twitched the corners of his mouth, pretended to be righteous, and scolded the crowd.
"Get out of here, get out of here! Why are you causing trouble?"
"Wu Shan was a thief in my Zhao family's casino. Fortunately, this distinguished Spanish gentleman helped us find this thief!"
"How can you be called willing to gamble but not admit defeat?"
Hearing this, the crowd broke out into even more noisy noises.
"Manager Zhao, you can't talk nonsense!"
"Manager Zhao, we all watched helplessly what happened just now. It was this red-haired man who refused to admit defeat and even beat someone up."
"Manager Zhao, if you do this, no one will dare to come to your Zhao family's casino in the future!"
"Manager Zhao, I know that your Zhao family and Hongmao have a close relationship, but you can't confuse right and wrong like this, right?!"
"..."
The eyes of the crowd were sharp, and they could clearly see what had just happened.
Everyone was filled with indignation and their faces were full of anger!