The annual shouting of a ban on smoking, coupled with the war between China and Japan, and the inconvenience of transportation, led to the price of opium rising year after year.

When it was shipped out of Yunnan, taxes were raised in various places, and a load of Yunnan soil arrived in Shanghai, and it had risen to 500 US dollars.

Ten quintals is five thousand dollars...... In the future, this is a business of five or six million.

Wu Sibao also knows very well that the two sides are cooperating for the first time, and this boss Fu must test the water first, as long as the first cooperation goes well, there will definitely be more than one time in the future......

Due to professionalism, Wu Sibao finally asked: "Dare to ask Boss Fu, where are these goods going to be sold?" ”

Ma Sanhu rolled his eyelids, and secretly admired that one in his heart: Wu Sibao really asked such a question?

Not to mention He Jianying, it is Ma Sanhu, who has cooperated with Wu Sibao for so many years, and has never said who his customers are.

Wu Sibao is simply breaking the rules, if he wants to change his stunned head, he is afraid of the obscenity of the Japanese behind Wu Sibao, and he may say that he will show his mouth.

He Jianying smiled lightly and looked at Wu Sibao lightly: "I said I want to sell to Chongqing, do you believe Boss Wu?" ”

Wu Sibao was a little embarrassed, and laughed a few times: "Boss Fu is joking......"

Chongqing is so close to Yunnan, and it is still used to go to Shanghai to buy goods, not to mention, Sichuan is also a major tobacco producing province, and it can't be sold by itself?

He also knew that what he asked was a bit taboo, and looking at the appearance of this boss Fu, he was indeed a tobacco businessman, not a spy, Wu Sibao felt a lot more relieved, so he simply skipped this topic and did not mention it.

Thinking that it was a long-term business, Wu Sibao also deliberately conceded the price, and He Jianying of course also had a businessman's temperament and looked like he had to pay for it.

The more this is the case, the more suspicious Wu Sibao is......

After negotiating the price, it is natural to look at the goods.

Wu Sibao took Ma Sanhu and He Jianying to the basement.

Wu Sibao's subordinates all knew that there was a big business coming, and if it was a small business, Wu Sibao would at most take things upstairs and let the guests take a look, without taking the guests to visit his treasure house.

As soon as the iron door opened, a pungent smell came to the face, as if old urine had been rancid.

Wu Sibao and Ma Sanhu showed an intoxicated look, and He Jianying could only grit his teeth and endure the nausea.

Before coming, Fang Buwei explained these details to him, including that the opium storehouse was not an ordinary smelly and so on.

Wu Sibao turned on the light, and He Jianying saw two large shelves, all three layers of wrapped tobacco soil, marked with the origin and color.

He Jianying took a look at the Yunnan soil, Guizhou soil, Sichuan soil, Northeast soil, Northwest soil, including foreign soil that has disappeared in China for many years.

He sighed secretly.

What has brought disaster to the country and the people has become a hard currency on a par with gold, dollars, and pounds?

"Come, Boss Fu, try the goods?"

Wu Sibao opened an oilcloth bag, picked out a piece of cigarette paste with a dagger, and handed it to He Jianying.

He Jianying took it, and a smell of urine poured into his nose, choking him just to sneeze.

He Jianying endured it, put the cigarette paste under his nose and sniffed it, and twisted it with his fingers.

Inadvertently, He Jianying and Ma Sanhu looked at each other, and Ma Sanhu blinked his eyelids lightly.

This is telling He Jianying that the goods are fine, Wu Sibao is not playing tricks, and what he took out is indeed a good thing.

He Jianying nodded knowingly, handed the dagger to Wu Sibao, and gave a firm thumbs up: "Boss Wu, Chang Liang!" ”

Wu Sibaozhi patted his chest proudly: "Where is this?" After dealing with a lot, Boss Fu will know who I am Wu and someone......"

This bastard really didn't doubt He Jianying's identity, and He Jianying asked for ten loads of goods when he opened his mouth, which also made Wu Sibao excited.

He really wanted to do it as a long-term business.

He Jianying remembered what Fang Buwei had to say, if he tried to spend as much time in the basement as possible, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the shelf: "If you don't mind, can Boss Wu let me see other goods......"

"Of course no problem!" Wu Sibao replied.

Seven or eight kinds of tobacco soil, He Jianying has seen them all, fortunately, before coming, Ma Sanhu gave him relevant knowledge, coupled with Ma Sanhu's hints, He Jianying behaved very professionally, and Wu Sibao was not suspicious at all.

After reading the smoke, Wu Sibao pointed to the safe again, and asked mysteriously: "There are still good things, do you want to see Boss Fu?" ”

He Jianying smiled, shook his head and said, "Forget it, the countryside can't afford to play this!" ”

Wu Sibao naturally knows that in addition to Shanghai, morphine and heroin are really hard to sell.

And even if He Jianying dared to buy it, he didn't dare to sell it.

This thing is a military-controlled product that is expressly forbidden by the Japanese.

Wu Sibao just wanted to show off in front of He Jianying.

After reading the goods, it is natural to continue to talk.

The three of them went out of the basement, and Wu Sibao also invited He Jianying to try the color of the tobacco soil, but He Jianying directly refused.

"Just do business and make some money, don't touch this thing!" He Jianying replied.

Wu Sibao suddenly understood: he is a seller who does not smoke.

There are not too many such people, he is, and so is Ma Sanhu......

After returning to the third floor and sitting down again, He Jianying opened his purse, took out a handwritten list, and handed it to Wu Sibao.

This is the piece of paper that Fang Buwei repeatedly confessed, he must hand it over to Wu Sibao, and he can't let Wu Sibao throw it away casually.

The most asked for is naturally the Yunnan soil, and the rest of the Guizhou soil, Sichuan soil, and foreign soil, each asked for some, and it seems that they want to transport it back to test the water.

Although there are not many words, Wu Sibao does not have the ability to never forget, so he instinctively folded the paper and put it in his pocket.

He Jianying secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and pushed a wad of dollars in front of Wu Sibao.

"Fourth Master Wu, this is a deposit, when the goods arrive at the dock and get on the ship, the rest will be paid off at one time!"

Wu Sibao just glanced at it and judged that this pile of dollars was enough for a thousand.

The total price of the goods He Jianying asked for was almost 7,000 US dollars, and according to the industry rules, pay a deposit of one to two percent first, and He Jianying's 1,000 US dollars was not less.

"When will you get the goods?" Wu Sibao asked.

"Naturally, the sooner the better, of course, look at the time of the fourth master!" He Jianying replied with a smile.

In business, who thinks that money comes too quickly?

It depends on how long Wu Sibao wants to earn this money.

"I'll go tomorrow morning to see if there's enough in the dock warehouse...... At twelve o'clock at noon at the latest, I will give you a quasi-letter......" Wu Sibao muttered.

The tobacco was indeed at the wharf, but it was not a storehouse, but a Japanese drug-making factory.

"Okay, then we will wait for the good news of the fourth master!" He Jianying stood up and shook hands with Wu Sibao.

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