Take the arsenal to Da Ming

Chapter 27 This damn, nowhere to put the charm
In order not to attract attention, Tangning and his party entered the county town in batches and gathered at the same place.

Tangning asked Huang Dabiao to lead someone to follow at a distance, while he and Song Yunwan walked in front together.

In front of a shop, Tangning stopped in her tracks, and saw the signboard of the shop read: "All kinds of goods from East and West."

"Just this one, let's go in and have a look," Tangning said with a smile.

The always curious Miss Song Er nodded. She really wanted to know what Tangning was going in, so she hurriedly followed.

Since it was the end of the new year, there were still a lot of customers in the store, and the shopkeeper seemed to be a little bit overwhelmed. Seeing Tangning and the two, he just greeted them hurriedly, "Guest officers, you can call me anytime you need anything."

Tangning ignored the waiter and didn't look at anything, but went directly to the counter.

An old man with a goatee was lowering his head and fiddling with an abacus, unaffected by the noise around him.

Tangning stood in front of him, and did not disturb him, but watched with interest.

Song Yunwan was a little confused. She was about to speak, but Tangning stopped her by raising her hand. She could only cast her eyes around and waited patiently.

After a long time, the old man seemed to have finished calculating the data on the account book in front of him, and then he raised his head to look at Tangning, and said, "I see that little brother has been standing here for a while, if you need anything, just contact our buddy directly OK."

Tangning didn't answer directly. She smiled and took out an exquisite small square box from her arms. She tore open the packaging on the box, and pulled out a white strip-shaped thing as thick as a little finger.

Tangning passed the things over and asked, "Shopkeeper, do you smoke?"

The store's signboard dared to say "East and West goods are available", let's not say whether it is true, but at least it can show that the store owner should have some knowledge.

But the shopkeeper obviously didn't know this thing, so he couldn't help but look at it carefully. After hearing Tangning's question, he nodded instinctively.

"Then try my cigarette." After finishing speaking, Tangning handed it over again, and the shopkeeper took it dully. Looking into the middle of the thing, she seemed to understand something.

Tangning took out another one, stuffed it into her mouth, then took out a smaller square box from her bosom, opened it, took out a small wooden stick from inside, and stroked the side of the box.

A miraculous scene appeared, with a bang, the little wooden stick hit directly, and a small flame danced.

Tangning lit his cigarette first and took two puffs. Before the fire on the match head was extinguished, he held it in front of the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper immediately understood, and followed Tangning's example, stuffing the end of the cigarette into his mouth.

Tangning smiled and said, "Shopkeeper, change the other end. The colored end has no tobacco in it, it's just for convenience."

The shopkeeper didn't expect such a small thing to be so particular. Seeing that Tangning had the colored end in his mouth, he quickly turned his head around.

However, due to this delay, the match had already burned out. Tang Ning took out another match and struck again.

"Shopkeeper, how's it going? Are you still used to the taste?" Tangning asked with a smile while taking two puffs.

The shopkeeper pondered for a while, nodded slightly, and said: "This smoke is good, the taste is very positive, and it is very thick."

The shopkeeper's evaluation is not a compliment. The Camel brand cigarettes from the Yankees in World War II are good things.

But why are there American cigarettes in the German arsenal?There are reasons for this.

Anyone who knows a little bit about World War II knows that the head of state of the Germans does not like alcohol and tobacco, so even the whole country suffered.

However, the existence of cigarettes directly affects the morale of soldiers. Such strict control is definitely not enough, and there is no way to relax the restrictions.

But the cigarettes produced in Germany are not only small in number, but also taste bad, so they have to be imported in large quantities, many of which come from the United States.

After occupying France, the Germans also looted the cigarettes that the French imported from the United States, so it is not enough for the German army to have American-made cigarettes in its arsenal.

At this moment, the shopkeeper changed the subject and asked, "Little brother, do you have anything to do? You might as well just say it."

That being the case, Tangning stopped beating around the bush and asked directly, "Has the shopkeeper seen my cigarettes and matches?"

"Cigarettes? Matches?" The shopkeeper muttered to himself. He knew the names of these two items, but he still shook his head, indicating that he hadn't seen them before.

Tangning smiled and said, "This is normal. In the whole of Daming, there should be no one else who has seen these two things, and no one else has the means to obtain these two things."

The shopkeeper was startled. He seemed to understand Tangning's intentions, and said, "Since my little brother said so, he must not be here to buy anything."

"Yeah, I don't know if the shopkeeper is interested in these two things of mine. If you have these two things to support the facade, your store's 'both western and western goods' will be more worthy of its name."

The shopkeeper thought for a while and asked, "Then how much do you bid for these two items?"

Tangning nodded slightly, and said calmly, "If you take more than ten packs of cigarettes at a time, it can be counted as 50 taels per pack."

"50 taels?" The shopkeeper's eyes widened. He felt that he had heard it wrong. Looking at the small box, there were only a few taels in total. Could it be that this one cost several taels of silver.

Not only the shopkeeper was taken aback, but even Miss Song Er, who was silent all the time, was taken aback.

When Tangning took out two things just now, she was a little surprised because she had never seen them before, but Tangning always brought out novel things, so she was not surprised.

But she didn't expect that she had just glanced at this palm-sized pack of cigarettes, and counted that there were only ten cigarettes in it.

Ten sticks cost 50 taels of silver, wouldn't it cost five taels of silver for each stick, and it's so short that it can be exhausted in two strokes.

Five taels of silver can buy a few stones of grain, and whoever wants to buy this kind of thing for smoking will be convulsed.

Miss Song Er thought so, but Tangning didn't feel that what he was offering was a sky-high price. He smiled and explained, "I think the shopkeeper should be able to tell that this is a high-end product, not for ordinary people. This kind of thing, It also represents a kind of identity and status."

"50 taels is just the price when I'm new here. It may not be long. Rare things are more expensive. There will be more than 50 taels a pack."

The shopkeeper smiled awkwardly, and asked again: "Then what? Where are the matches?"

"30 taels of silver a box."

"Three, three, 30 taels?" The shopkeeper felt that his tongue didn't belong to him anymore, and he couldn't even curl it properly.

Miss Song Er secretly shook her head in her heart, thinking that this young master Tang Ning was probably used to coddling at home, and she didn't know the market conditions outside, so she asked for a price blindly.

Although these two items were novelty, a tael of silver would be too expensive for her, Second Miss Song, to buy them.

Before Tang Ning could speak, a helpless voice suddenly entered Tang Ning's ears, "I have all kinds of goods from both countries, but I keep turning over and over again. There's nothing new about it."

Tangning turned around immediately and saw the source of the voice. It was a young man in luxurious clothes.

He was accompanied by another rich man who seemed to be about to speak when he suddenly saw Tangning who turned around and froze.

Tangning didn't say a word, just looked at him, breathed out a puff of smoke, then held the cigarette between two fingers, and flicked the ash with her fingers.

All of a sudden, this damn charm, which has nowhere to be placed, is simply radiant.

(End of this chapter)