Subtitle of this chapter: Bullets to be exchanged for silver bullets

The words were all said by the Chinese, what else could the Germans say, so they had to nod.

Our Master Yuan clenched his right hand into a fist and knocked his left palm, and said openly: "Then the matter is simple, as long as we get money for His Majesty the Emperor, why worry about the great cause of the restoration of the Hohenzollern Dynasty?" ”

Pointing to the Americans and the Japanese, he asked, "Yuri, Mr. Yamamoto, do you think that's the case?" ”

The words were all said by the Chinese, and what else could the Americans and Japanese say, so they had to nod.

"Well, since everyone said so, the next thing is how to make money......" Yuan Yanqian fell into deep thought.

His Excellency Justice couldn't help it, he coughed and said, "I think there is a business to do right now. ”

Master Yuan asked in surprise, "Oh, Yuri. What kind of business are you talking about? ”

Yamamoto Fifty-six on the side said that everyone's time is precious, so he blurted out: "Arms!" ”

Julian gave him a strange look, wondering if this Japanese had become a nurse too. However, His Excellency Justice still nodded in agreement: "That's right, it's arms." ”

Although Mr. Stauffenberg is young, he is not stupid, and at this time he finally understood that the Romance of the Three Kingdoms ...... Well, the coalition forces are going to pull themselves into the arms business.

Of course, he knew that German munitions were indeed cheaper now, cheaper than the same weight of bread, after all, guns and bullets could not be eaten.

As for money, who doesn't lack it? Especially in Germany, where prices are soaring and everything is expensive. I don't have any hard currency in my hand, and I can't sleep well. Because when I get up tomorrow morning, I can only buy an egg for the money I could buy a chicken yesterday.

One of the reasons Jews are hated is that there are so many Jews doing business in Central Europe. Imagine a German clerk running to a Jewish-owned grocery store with his freshly earned paycheck, only to find that he can't even afford a packet of sugar that his wife told you to buy. He had no choice but to go home, take the saber left by his grandfather, and the silver cutlery given by his grandmother to the pawn shop run by the Jews, and buy sugar very cheaply. Finally, when he passed by the luxurious restaurant with the bag of sugar, he saw a group of Jewish doctors, lawyers, and bankers eating and drinking spicy food inside.

It's like...... In short, anyone who goes through such a situation will have the idea of making the Jews into soap.

The Germans had already approved of such a thing in their hearts, and could not help but ask curiously: "Then where are you going to sell the arms?" ”

The other three looked at each other and said at the same time with a tacit understanding: "CHINA!"

Because the arms embargo was imposed on China only last year, the United States and Japan are now very strict, and only Germany, which is now in chaos, has almost no one to take care of it. Taking advantage of the current moment to buy second-hand arms from Germany, it can really be based on the price of scrap steel, and it is really appropriate to say that it is a million profits.

"I see. But ......," said Mr. Stauffenberg with some hesitation, "but according to the provisions of the Treaty of Versailles, we in Germany are not allowed to manufacture weapons, nor are we allowed to import or export weapons, and if we are discovered, it is against the law." ”

Mr. Chandler Jr. was relieved: "Mr. Stauffenberg, please do not worry. You also know that I have a trading company that is currently planning to go to Europe to buy 'scrap steel'. You just need to help me organize the supply of goods to the port, and our company will take over the rest of the matter. ”

The German nodded and said, "I understand, then I'll go back and discuss with Count Scharnhorst......"

"Mr. Stauffenberg, why bother His Excellency the Earl with such a trivial matter?" At this time, Yuan Yanqi interrupted him, "Our principle of doing things is to quietly enter the village and shoot without ......."

He paused and continued: "I think it would be easy to make a thousand eighteen hundred 'scrap steel' with your connection, so why drag him and His Majesty into such a business that might affect their reputation?" ”

He was a senior official in the logistics department of the German army, and his mother's relatives had a strong relationship in the army, and 1,800 were too trivial. Yuan Yan tossed for a long time, what does it mean if he doesn't throw a six-digit number.

At this point, the Fool glanced at His Excellency Justice, who took out two small pieces of paper from the inner pocket of his suit, one to the Germans and the other to the Japanese.

The two of them took it and saw that it was a check for $1,000. It's certainly not a lot of money, but it's definitely not a small amount of money. It is roughly equivalent to the salary of Yamamoto Fifty-six, a naval lieutenant and a second-class officer stationed abroad, for more than two years. That's why his old man is living so poorly in the United States.

However, the price level in the United States and Japan is different, and compared to the wages of Japanese industrial workers and grassroots soldiers who were less than 10 yen a month (at that time, 1 dollar could be exchanged for 2.5 yen), he is definitely a high-wage person in Japan.

It's a pity that if it weren't for this broken system, Master Yuan's theoretical level and ability to fool would definitely have been able to carry out a red revolution in Japan, where class contradictions are very acute.

Without waiting for the two of them to excuse themselves, Yuan Yan said with a grin: "These money are considered the carriage and horse expenses of the two of them, and the rest will be talked about later." ”

Just then his female secretary walked in and reported: "Neo, dinner is ready"

"Gentlemen, let's go to the dining room."

With that, Mr. Stauffenberg quickly stuffed the cheque into his pocket. For a petty officer like him, or a half-unemployed petty officer, this extra money is really reluctant to give up.

Yamamoto hesitated for a moment, and finally accepted the check.

Our Master Yuan pretended not to see it, but he sneered in his heart. In this world, except for the communists made of special materials, what can they resist corrosion and never touch the saints?

Don't look at this kid who is now being treated as a fugitive in order to survey the oil fields on the U.S.-Mexico border, eating bananas, drinking raw water, and living in the attic, and he will still keep a mistress in the future, and he will still use public funds. (Author's note: Hiroyuki Agawa's "Yamamoto Fifty-Six")

But what is this money, as long as that shipping company can really be opened, I will definitely be able to make history more interesting.

And after you kid climbs up, I'll find a way to help you find a master who can "turn water into oil", and earn it back in a matter of minutes for just a thousand dollars. According to the biography of later generations, Yamamoto Isoroku was a staunch supporter of this black technology. His staff officers scoffed at this, but Yamamoto actually believed it was true, and said to his subordinates, "You can't understand it because of your shallow knowledge." ”。

Oops, Yamamoto is a bit like this...... What's going on?

He smiled slightly and said earnestly: "Mr. Yamamoto, I specially prepared Chinese food for you today......