Alien Arms Empire

Chapter 73 73
When Tang Mo heard John's laughter, he knew that his business was successful this time, so he also smiled, and replied with a smile: "15 gold coins! A K1 quick gun! Matching Equipment, bullets, the price is calculated separately!"

"The price is very fair, at least there is no exorbitant price." John nodded with a smile on his face, and he agreed directly without even haggling over the price.

This made Tang Mo a little uncomfortable. He felt that he was a bit unkind to slaughter customers like this.

However, he also knew that as long as the elves in front of him could transport these K1 fast guns back to their own country, the price would definitely be profitable.

Moreover, as long as they present these weapons to their own country, the benefits they may obtain from the high-level side should be greater.

"Then, how many of these rifles are you willing to order?" Tang Mo, as a businessman, immediately threw his conscience to the wind and asked.

"I hope I can order 1000 of these rifles." John thought for a while and gave a number: "Excuse me, can you deliver these weapons to me within a reasonable time?"

"Reasonable time?" Tang Mo uncorked the bottle, poured himself another glass of ale, and asked rhetorically.

John stretched out three slender fingers, and gave a very short time: "I can only stay here for a maximum of 3 days, so is it possible for you to complete this order within three days?"

"It's really embarrassing..." Tang Mo felt that these elves were really rich, so they actually ordered 1000 expensive weapons.

The price of these weapons is calculated, at least 20000 gold coins, which is not a small number, it may be the entire income of this sea shipment: this is probably the gross profit including the cost.

In fact, John didn't intend to spend so much money to buy so many K1 fast guns. What he wanted was to take the samples back and present them to his father, and get more gold coins from his father.

When his father was happy, he might reward him with a manor, which was more enviable than 1000 gold coins.

John thought that Tang Mo could produce dozens of quick guns in three days at most, and the inventory would not exceed fifty.

Because muskets are expensive and expensive, ordinary merchants will not hoard a lot of products before finding a buyer.

So, he asked confidently: "So, within three days, how many rifles like this can you give me? Three? Thirty?"

"I can probably deliver 500 rifles to you... If you are willing to pay the extra cost of overtime production, then I may deliver about 700 rifles." Tang Mo calculated carefully and replied.

"Well, the production speed of [-] pieces is still... what did you say?" John subconsciously prepared to speak, but was suddenly startled by the number Tang Mo said.

"I said, if you are willing to pay me for overtime production, I might be able to deliver you about 700 rifles." Tang Mo emphasized with a smile.

Tang Mo's factory has just been expanded recently, and he has three factories that can produce K1 quick guns.If he can get the corresponding materials, he is really confident that he can work overtime to produce 3 K700 quick guns within 1 days.

However, Tang Mo knew that the more high-tech a weapon was, the more expensive it would be.

The reason why the K1 fast gun was able to sell for such a high price, and the rich and powerful elves on the opposite side did not even counter the price, was also because Tang Mo's weapon completely surpassed the Cyric flintlock gun technically.

Therefore, besides wanting to sell the K1 fast gun, Tang Mo also hoped to sell the outdated revolver to the elves in front of him.

Because the production speed of a revolver is actually not much slower than that of a K1 fast gun, but the price can be fired more than ten times.

Of course, if possible, he even wants to sell the steam engine to these elves: including blueprints of weapons, including steam engines, and a full set of production technology.

"Are you joking?" John frowned, looked at Tang Mo and said in a somewhat unkind tone, "Do you know how long it takes a worker to make a gun barrel?"

"I know that a worker can produce about 4 gun barrels a day." Tang Mo gave a conservative figure. In fact, his workers can produce 5 or even 6 gun barrels a day.

"It's impossible! A worker can't drill a single barrel of a Cyric flintlock in a day!" John stood up, staring into Tang Mo's eyes and emphasized.

"I have new technology, sir." Tang Mo explained naturally: "So, I said before that I am the owner of a company, and a company...is a little different from a workshop."

"Even if you have the technology, can you guarantee that the barrels you produce are all qualified?" the elf captain standing behind John continued to question Tang Mo.

Tang Mo shrugged and responded, "You can place an order, can't you? If I can't finish it, you can get compensation."

"You!" The captain wanted to go forward again, but John stopped him with his hand.

"Do you really have the means to produce 200 of these K1 fast guns a day?" John looked at Tang Mo again and asked word by word.

Tang Mo nodded, and answered, "This requires workers to work overtime. Under normal circumstances, it is a more economical choice to produce about 100 K1 guns a day."

"I want 100! Plus all the matching...equipment!" John thought for a while, and gave a well-thought-out number.

"Didn't you say you want 1000 sticks..." Tang Mo almost blurted out this sentence - but at the most critical moment, he swallowed the sentence back into his throat.

He knew that the other party's statement that they wanted 1000 of these K1 fast guns was obviously a bit exaggerated.

When it was time to actually place the order, the other party was obviously more serious, and the figures they gave were obviously much more pragmatic.

"No problem!" Tang Mo didn't feel at all that 100 K1 guns were a small business.Because he knew that the other party obviously wouldn't just buy 100 rifles.

A country may order 1 or even 1 rifles. If the whole world uses Tang's K[-] fast guns, Tang Mo may become the world's richest man.

After hearing Tang Mo's words, John nodded slightly, and continued to speak solemnly: "Let's get to know each other again, my name is Augustine John..."

"Tang Mo. The boss of Datang Group." Tang Mo also re-introduced himself.

"May I take the liberty to ask? If...we give you enough profits, are you willing to move your...business...to my country?" John thought about his words and said, "We I can give you a title, and your craftsmen will be rewarded a lot. The elves are never stingy..."

"I'm afraid it's a bit difficult." Tang Mo shyly rejected John's offer, "Because we are here and have other business."

John sat back on the chair again, and seemed to understand the key point: since these damn humans have created a brand new weapon, they will definitely sell it to the neighboring nobles and their own country immediately. This is simply a certainty.

So Tang Mo must have the official background of the Wright Kingdom, and he might even be the king's confidant - so, the elf's solicitation, especially his informal solicitation, obviously doesn't have much temptation.

Unfortunately, he was wrong, completely wrong...

John, who thought he had figured out the key point, could only temporarily give up his plan to directly recruit Tang Mo, but said, "You can draw up a contract right away to produce 100 K1 fast guns for us immediately... You can pay the deposit Take away [-]%, but you have to keep these two guns!"

"Two?" Tang Mo intentionally froze for a moment, and then asked with a puzzled face, "What two?"

"Didn't you bring two K1 quick guns?" John asked puzzled, pointing to the box in Love's hand.

"Oh! Mr. John! Obviously you misunderstood." Tang Mo quickly showed his talent, pointed to the box of Love and said, "This is not a K1 quick gun."

"What's that? A box containing money?" John asked with a smile.

"This is another brand new weapon I'm going to sell to you..." Tang Mo turned sideways pretending to be deep, pointing to the box in Loew's hand with both hands, and said loudly: "For you, for your brave officer, For the noble lords, prepared... the best! Weapons!"

"Officer?" John frowned again.It was a bit difficult for him to resist Tang Mo's exaggerated sales, because he had never met such a "businessman" before.

Right now, the businessman is excitedly introducing his products: "Yes! There are two pistols inside! They are the best and most effective self-defense weapons specially designed and manufactured for military officers!"

"You don't have to be so... exaggerated." John stretched out his hand, trying to stop Tang Mo's exaggerated speech.

But Tang Mo's next words made this elf nobleman forget what he wanted to say...

Because, he heard Tang Mo solemnly announce: "This is a pistol that can fire continuously! While your enemy is still loading his trashy Cyric flintlock pistol, you can already fire Second shot, even third shot!"

"Let me recommend it to you! 100 years, the most advanced pistol in the world! Down's revolver! An epoch-making pistol!" He took the box from Love and placed it flat in front of John. , pointed the front of the box at John, and opened the box: "You just have to try it once, and you won't be able to put it down... Believe me! This is the ultimate weapon you've always dreamed of owning!"

As he spoke, he pushed the box towards John.At this moment, John had already lowered his head involuntarily and looked at the things in the box.

Then, he saw two strange shiny silver pistols lying flat in the box, and the ammunition and flash caps placed beside them.
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Today is my birthday, but I think of my mother, I really miss it, I miss it very much.

(End of this chapter)