Chapter VII Start-up Capital

"I think you may not know my other identity, my full name is, Kaplov, Ro, Saar, Lahm, Kado, Obrynovich. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info”

Kaplov's tone was very light, as if he was saying something careless, but Zhao Xiang understood the meaning, Serbia is still a monarchy, and the current Serbia is called the Obrynović dynasty, and Kaplov takes Obrianovich as his surname, so it means that he should be a member of the royal family.

"I see, I just took the liberty of it, honorable Mr. Kaplov." Zhao Xiang said as he saluted Kaplov, a ritual in Princip's memory, used by commoners to nobles.

"It's okay, I don't want people to be afraid of me because I'm royal, wait a minute, Mr. Princip, I'm going to get the designer in."

Five minutes later, Kaplov returned to the office with a middle-aged man with a scruffy beard, and as soon as he entered the door, Zhao Xiang smelled a rush of smoke, as if he was in a smoky smoking room, even if Zhao Xiang himself was an old smoker, he felt very uncomfortable.

"This is our company's chief tobacco designer, Mr. Lorsa, and this is Princip."

As soon as Kaplov finished his introduction, Lorsa glanced up at Zhao Xiang and said in a rather unpretentious tone: "You are the inventor that Mr. Kaplov said, well, you have delayed my time, if your invention cannot satisfy me, I will let you taste the consequences of disturbing my precious research time." After speaking, he flashed his punching bag-sized fist.

Zhao Xiang didn't expect to encounter this kind of thing at all, and looked at Kaplov in surprise.

"He's like this, I hope you don't mind, he spends all day in the laboratory, constantly improving the taste of tobacco, and I finally invited him over."

Kaplov's explanation made Zhao Xiang let go of a trace of dissatisfaction in his heart, and he was still full of respect for this kind of scientific madman, even if this scientific madman was studying how to improve the taste of tobacco.

"Mr. Lorsa, please try the tobacco I have made myself, and I think you will be satisfied." Zhao Xiang handed a Su cigarette to Lorsa, glanced at Kaplov, who looked expectant, also reached one, and took out one himself and smoked it.

When Lorsa took out a match and was about to light the fire, after seeing Zhao Xiang using a lighter, a hot light erupted in his eyes: "Now I believe that you are an inventor, is this one of yours a lighter?" Why is it so small? I saw a lighter at Old Camp's house, and he treasured it like a treasure, the size of a pillow, and I think he would die of shame if he saw your lighter. ”

Zhao Xiang lit Lorsa's cigarette: "Yes, this is a gadget I invented, I think you should taste my improved tobacco now, I think you should be satisfied." ”

"No problem! I'm looking forward to it. Lorsa lit the cigarette in her hand with a match, and as a perennial smoker, she knew how to smoke at a glance and did not make jokes about lighting the filter.

"Suck! The taste is a bit light, well, this yellow thing is amazing, he prevents impurities from being inhaled into the mouth, it's really a genius idea, why didn't I think of it, damn it! Lorsa took only two puffs and immediately understood the point.

"Lotsa, how is this invention? I said can we buy it? ”

Lorsa nodded: "Very good, very good, even perfect, I think we are a generation ahead of the rest of the companies, fuck the Yankees, hahaha, buy it now, I think we have this technology, in the future, the whole of Europe, not the whole world will be filled with our cigarettes, and that lighter, it is all a genius invention." ”

"Alright, you get out!" Kaplov glanced at Lorsa, Lorsa immediately understood, and ran out directly with a cigarette, so that Zhao Xiang had no chance to take back the cigarette butt, when the two smoked just now, Kaplov planned to hide the cigarette butt, but Zhao Xiang asked him back, but this time Zhao Xiang just smiled and did not speak.

"Mr. Kaplov, can we talk about the price now?"

"Thirty thousand francs, how about the price, buy a patent for the filter, if you have a lighter, ten thousand francs! What do you think? ”

Kaplov broke out a price, the official currency of Serbia is the dinar, the international exchange rate Zhao Xiang is not clear, but the French currency was still very strong before the outbreak of World War I, this price is a huge amount of money in this era.

"Thirty thousand francs, the price is ・・・・・・ fine, but I don't plan to sell the lighter, if I have time I will make another one for sir, what do you think?" Zhao Xiang pretended to hesitate, and then nodded and agreed to the price, he didn't need to stay in this era for a long time, it only took a month, and 30,000 francs was enough.

"It's a pleasure to work with, but it's a bit of a pity, if you want to sell the patent for the lighter, you can contact me as soon as possible, but about the lighter you want to give me, I don't think you will make me wait too long, right?"

"Of course." Zhao Xiang nodded, handed over his design drawings, in fact, the design of the filter cigarette holder is very simple, and there are many fillers that can be replaced, of course, how many times have they been improved in later generations, and some or crumpled paper and cellulose soft fillers can be used in this era.

30,000 francs, or cash, after Zhao Xiang took the cash box handed by Kaplov, he felt a little incredible, a little stunned in a daze, at this time Kaplov reacted first: "I'm sorry, I actually forgot, this money is a huge amount of money, I should give you a weapon for self-defense." ”

After speaking, he took out a delicate small pistol from his drawer and handed it over: "Mauser 1910, caliber 6.35, ammunition capacity of eight rounds, effective range of forty meters, although the Germans are very hateful, but their weapons are very advanced, this gun is my gift to you!" ”

"Thank you so much for your generosity, this is my gift to you!" Seeing the pistol handed over by Kaplov, Zhao Xiang only felt that happiness came too quickly, he was still worried about the gun just now, and now someone has sent him a weapon, although it is only a pistol, but it is better than not asking for a gun, I didn't expect to have this kind of adventure in a daze.

Zhao Xiang, who reacted, took out a pack of Su cigarettes from his pocket and handed it over, although he only had four packs left, but for the sake of Kaplov to send a weapon, he couldn't be too stingy, and he definitely couldn't give a lighter, this was a birthday gift from his daughter-in-law before, and he could only give away a pack of cigarettes.

"Wow, cool, thank you, haha, I want to give this to my uncle as a birthday present, he will be very happy." Kaplov took the cigarette handed by Zhao Xiang and immediately screamed excitedly.