After talking about the smoke, it was already late at night, there was a dog barking outside, the heavy iron door creaked and pushed open, and the two cars slowly drove in, it was Jian Bing and Yao Yilei who came back from watching the movie and shopping.

In the first half of the night, Yao Yilei ran to Chen Zikun's room in pajamas, crying and saying that she couldn't sleep because she saw something scary.

Chen Zikun asked her who she saw, and Yao Yilei said: "Do you know that Li Yaoting has a lot of vicious dogs at home? ”

"Oh, it's a German wolfdog, I know."

"But do you know what they eat?" Yao Yilei had a look of fear on her face.

"What?" Chan had already vaguely guessed something.

"I saw two dogs nibbling something with a ring on it......"

Sure enough, what Li Yaoting said about dragging it out to feed the dog is not to scare people, but to really feed the dog with human flesh.

"I'm afraid ......" Yao Yilei went straight into Chen Zikun's arms.

"Then sleep here." Chan patted the open space around him.

In the second half of the night, Jian Bing also ran over, and saw that Yao Yilei had already taken the lead, but she was not jealous, but ran straight to the bed, covered her head with a blanket, and said with chattering teeth: "I'm scared to death." ”

Chen Zikun said: "What's the matter? ”

"I dreamed of Bing'er, her face was covered in blood, and she said that she died a miserable death." Jian Bing couldn't help trembling, his face was pale, and he didn't look like he was pretending.

"Did you listen to what others say?" Chen Zikun said suspiciously.

"Well, I heard from the people of Li's mansion that Bing'er had a leg with a singing student, and was beaten to death after being discovered by Li Yaoting, and when she died, she had blood on her head and face, the same as what I dreamed, she she, she, she won't come to me."

Chen Zikun said: "It's because you are too careful, it's just a dream, even if Bing'er really dies, there will be no ghosts, because ghosts are also afraid of the wicked, are there still few wicked people here?" ”

Saying this, Jian Bing calmed down, and the three of them spent the night huddled on the bed.

……

The next day, under the pretext that it was too far to live and inconvenient to do errands, Chen Zikun took his two wives to move to the Huizhong Hotel on the Bund to stay.

Lihe & Co. is the most famous German foreign firm in the Far East, headquartered in Hamburg, engaged in the import of German heavy machinery, precision instruments, railways, mining equipment, etc., and of course, an important business is arms.

Chen Zikun was dressed in a white suit, wearing a Panama straw hat, holding a rattan cane, tall and mighty, a gentlemanly head, followed by a fierce entourage, and the reception staff of the foreign bank were all old fritters who had read countless people, and immediately judged that this master was a big buyer.

A blonde, blue-eyed German manager personally received Chan and welcomed him into the VIP room, where the servants served coffee and the German-fluent Chinese staff acted as translators.

Chen Zikun introduced his identity as the Jiangbei Protector Army Envoy and the Major General Brigade Commander of the Seventh Mixed Brigade of the Jiangdong Army.

A cold glint flashed on the German monocle, and he said straight to the point: "Dear general, what can I do for you?" ”

"I want to buy a division's equipment, including 10,000 rifles with bayonets, 500 Mauser pistols, 100 heavy machine guns, as well as mountain and field guns, mortars, and supporting spare parts and shells. Chan said.

The German listened attentively, the equipment of a division is by no means a small contract, and after listening, he asked Chen Zikun to bring a color-printed catalogue of goods to Chen Zikun in detail.

"This is the Gewehr98 rifle produced by Mauser, rotated and pulled the gun, using seven Mili ninety-two caliber rifle bullets, five double-row staggered magazines, the gun weighs eight pounds, is one meter and twenty-five long, and has an effective firing range of eight hundred meters, the choice of the German Army, your army also has a large number of equipment, I think the general will not be unfamiliar."

"This is Mauser's C96 pistol, which is what you often call a box gun, with a caliber of seven millimeters and six three, a capacity of ten rounds, with a wooden gun box, which can be connected to the handle of the gun when necessary and used as a carbine.

"This is the MG08 Makqin heavy water-cooled machine gun, the gun weighs fifty-two pounds, uses seventy-nine bullets, canvas bullet chain feeding, the rate of fire is four hundred and fifty rounds per minute, and it can fire thousands of rounds in a row, with this, your army will be invincible."

"This is a 75-millimeter mountain gun from Krupp, with all due respect, this weapon needs to be operated by professionals, and we can provide you with technical support."

The German said, and asked someone to bring a sample, a brand-new shiny Mauser rifle, roasted blue with a blue glow, a walnut butt thrown through, and a bolt forged so precisely that it didn't look like a murderous weapon, but like a craft.

Chen Zikun took the gun in his hand, and pulled the bolt skillfully, the original German goods are really good, and the bolt is extremely smooth, far better than the 88 style produced by the Hanyang factory.

"Good gun!" Chan almost couldn't put it down.

"General, you can rest assured of the quality of German products." The German said reservedly, and the funny comprador nodded proudly in agreement.

"Okay, help me calculate the amount I need." Chen Zikun's style of doing things has always been vigorous and resolute, the Mauser 98 rifle is indeed the best rifle on the market at present, and the rigorous style of the Germans is perfectly reflected in their military products, there is no doubt about this.

The Germans quoted in German, and the Chinese compradors fiddled with the abacus and quoted a figure without much effort.

"Since you didn't say exactly how many guns we needed, we only calculated the price of the firearms, which is $1,661,000 if ammunition is not included, sir." The comprador said with a smirk.

"How much?" Chen Zikun raised his eyebrows.

"One hundred and sixty-one thousand dollars, ammunition is counted, and we settle it in silver dollars, sir." The comprador was still smiling.

"I need to look at the price list." Chen Zikun was silent, in fact, he was already sweating secretly, he only had 200,000 oceans, not even a fraction of it, this time I was afraid that he would show his timidity.

The other party issued a price list, the unit price of the Type 98 rifle is 90 yuan, the unit price of the Makqin heavy machine gun is 7,500 yuan, and the price of the box gun is 80 yuan.

This is also too expensive, although Chen Zikun has never done arms trading, but he also knows the market of rifles, the transfer price of a Type 88 rifle in the Hanyang Arsenal is only 45 yuan, and the original German goods are twice as expensive.

The price of Makqin is even more beyond imagination, but if you think about it carefully, even the Shanghai Arsenal, which has the most advanced technology in China, only produces 20 aircraft per month, and it is even more equipped at the battalion level in the army, and this price is reasonable.

The price of the box cannon is fair, this thing is sold for at least 100 yuan on the black market, and there is no market, and you may not be able to buy the original goods of the Mauser factory with silver.

Chen Zikun pondered for a moment and said, "I will purchase two hundred Mauser pistols first, and other ordnance, and I will refer to the quotations of other foreign companies before I can make a decision." ”

Obviously, the German merchant was confident in his product, and made a gesture of invitation, saying, "Okay, I still have some things, let Mr. Zhang receive you." After saying that, he walked away.

Mr. Zhang is the Chinese comprador, the sale of 200 pistols is too small to be handled by the German manager personally, if he changes to other marshals, he may hurt his self-esteem, and he will go crazy on the spot, but Chen Zikun doesn't care about this, and the most important thing is to be able to buy genuine things.

Because the business was too small, a total of only 16,000 oceans of business, Zhang comprador also disdained Chen Zikun's attitude, and his words were obviously full of contempt, often mentioning that Zhang Zuolin, who had been in Fengtian, had done a 5 million deal, and had signed a contract of 3 million with Yan Xishan in Shanxi.

Chen Zikun patiently listened to his boasting for a long time, and finally when he was about to sign the contract, he realized that the price was wrong, the price of each Mauser pistol changed from 80 yuan to 110 yuan, and each one had to be accompanied by the purchase of 500 rounds of original ammunition, so that the total price actually became 31,000 yuan.

"Why has the price changed?" Chen Zikun said curiously.

Zhang comprador smiled slyly: "The offer I gave you just now is a package price, which is naturally cheap, but you only buy pistols, and the quantity is so small, you can only go according to the retail price." ”

Chen Zikun said: "This is very unethical, I refuse to sign and call your manager." ”

Zhang comprador made a straight face: "This is what the manager means." ”

Chen Zikun said: "The shop is a bully, right, Lao Tzu won't buy it." ”

Comprador Zhang was still smiling, but the smile was extremely hateful: "The door is over there, don't send it." ”

"Grass, fuck you, how do you talk to Dashuai! Believe it or not, Lao Tzu shot you down! Adjutant Zhao gestured and drew his gun.

Zhang Comprador was not afraid at all, and threw out a hard sentence: "This is a concession." ”

In a word, Zhao Yufeng was deflated, this is a public concession, a foreigner's territory, and there is no way to mess around, but it would be too embarrassing to stop like this, so he said angrily: "Dashuai, as long as you say a word, his humble position will collapse him." ”

Chen Zikun said: "Forget it, I don't know like villains." ”

Zhang comprador smiled disdainfully, and a few words burst out of the corners of his mouth: "Villager screw~"

The corners of Chen Zikun's mouth twitched: "You say it again." ”

"Nong is a Satan and can command Allah? Alazai Port, this is the concession! Comprador Zhang accentuated his tone.

"Smack!" With a slap in the face, Zhang comprador turned around in a circle, wiped his mouth, his hands were full of blood, and his words were leaking: "Nong beats people!" ”

"It's light to beat you, and it's a dog that fights people." Chen Zikun clapped his hands and walked away.

When I went downstairs, a young man in a suit and leather shoes came from the opposite side, quite tall, and his face was somewhat familiar, but I couldn't think of where I had seen it.

"Hello senior, meet again." The man took the initiative to greet him.

Chen Zikun suddenly remembered: "You are Mu Yichen, the class of 1919 of St. John's University. "The last time they were on patrol on Nanjing Road to shoot and kill the demonstrators, they had a relationship, but a few years later, the young boy has grown into a personable young talent.

Mu Yichen said: "It's been four years since I said goodbye last time, I don't know where the seniors are?" ”

Chen Zikun said: "It's a long story, why don't we go out and talk about it." Saying that, looking back upstairs, comprador Zhang, who had been slapped by himself, didn't chase him out.

"It's okay, find a café to sit in, I'll have a treat." Mu Yichen said.

The group went out to salute and go abroad, only to hear a sharp siren, and several Indian patrols rushed over under the leadership of British police officers.