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At noon the next day, Qin Zhiyuan took Huang Bohan and Huang Jinsheng to have lunch with Lao Renault.

Lunch will be served at the Grand Fuwei Hotel.

Thanks to the blessing of Old Renault, Qin Zhiyuan now has the qualifications to order food, and if he wants to invite someone to dinner, he can just make a phone call.

Waiting for the wine to pass three rounds and the five flavors of the dishes, Qin Zhiyuan turned the topic back to buying weapons.

"Luis, these two want to buy some weapons, do you have any spare there?" Qin Zhiyuan directly.

Louis Renault is responsible for the supply of weapons to the French army, and it is not possible to come up with a large number of weapons and ammunition at any time, so Qin Zhiyuan still has to make sure.

"It depends on who uses it, if you use it, there must be." Old Renault is very face-saving.

"That's pretty much what I use." Qin Zhiyuan does not ambush.

Now this dish is Qin Zhiyuan's favorite caviar, the top white sturgeon caviar imported from Switzerland has uniform grains and first-class taste, dig a spoonful and put it in your mouth, use your tongue to gently break the caviar one by one, and enjoy the feeling of the incomparable deliciousness bursting on the tip of the tongue, which is really an excellent experience.

"So as much as you want." Old Renault was simply, and then looked at Qin Zhiyuan's way of eating, and was distressed: "You are really extravagant, caviar is not eaten like that." ”

Old Renault spread the caviar evenly on the toast, and then ate it slowly, which looked much more elegant than Qin Zhiyuan's way.

"I do." Qin Zhiyuan doesn't care about other people's eyes, as long as he eats well, anyway, he spends money on this meal.

Qin Zhiyuan and Lao Renault ate happily, and Huang Bohan and Huang Jinsheng were a little unate.

"We need 50,000 rifles, 100 rounds each, and another 1,000 pistols, 50 rounds each. And artillery, we want to buy enough artillery to equip a regiment. "Huang Bohan is a businessman after all, and he doesn't quite understand what he needs to buy.

"Is this your list?" Old Renault looked at Qin Zhiyuan with a little mockery.

"No, they don't quite understand, you just need to match weapons according to the size of a division, I only have one request, the proportion of machine guns should be increased, and it is better to match them according to the ratio of ten to one." Qin Zhiyuan had high requirements and attached great importance to the number of machine guns.

"When?" Old Renault didn't take it to heart, his factory could produce close to 80,000 guns of all kinds a day, which was not a problem.

"How about two months?" Qin Zhiyuan left plenty of time.

"That's fine." Old Renault agreed.

"This, that's it?" Huang Bohan was incredulous.

"Yes, that's right!" Qin Zhiyuan understated.

"Really, really ......" Huang Bohan picked up the napkin and subconsciously wiped his eyes.

Huang Bohan's heart is now like a stormy wave, thinking about the difficulty of begging their grandfather to tell their grandmother when they bought weapons, and comparing Qin Zhiyuan and old Renault chatting about business, Huang Bohan completely understood the meaning of the sentence "You can't find the temple with a pig's head".

"By the way, I have a request, can you get me German-style equipment?" Qin Zhiyuan considered the unity of logistics.

"Why German? Good performance? Our Lebel has been improved and is now performing very well. "Old Renault was dissatisfied.

At the beginning of World War I, the French troops were armed with three rounds of Lebel rifles, while the Germans had five rounds of 98A and the British Enfeld had ten rounds. France has always considered itself an army power, and in any case it cannot tolerate the army's main battle equipment lagging behind Britain and Germany, so it developed the M1916 type in the war, and also used a five-round magazine, which can be regarded as keeping up with the mainstream pace.

"Lebel is really good, but my soldiers are used to using German equipment, and in my country, German equipment is the mainstream, so I have to think about logistics." Qin Zhiyuan explained the reason, and saw that the old Renault still didn't think so, so he asked jokingly: "What are you hesitating about?" Do you have to pay for patents for the production of rifles for the Germans? ”

With the implementation of the patent law, before World War I, if Renault's factory wanted to produce Mauser rifles, it did have to pay a certain fee to the Mauser factory and obtain a license from the Mauser factory to produce weapons in the permitted quantities.

But that was before the war, and now that both sides are red-eyed, Qin Zhiyuan doesn't think that old Renault will stick to the old rules.

"Patent fees? What are you kidding? I'm not going to give them a single one. "Old Renault is really shameless.

"That's it." Qin Zhiyuan got the answer he wanted.

"Okay, okay, give you German equipment, and get rid of your patent fees." Old Renault half-joking.

"Thank you." Qin Zhiyuan, you sincerely thank you, and then raise your glass to salute: "For victory!" ”

"For victory!"

"For victory!"

Old Renault, Huang Bohan and Huang Jinsheng all raised their glasses.

"Now, we can talk about tanks, and before then, when will I get the opportunity to talk to Mr. Foch?" Old Renault lost no time.

"Tomorrow, or tonight, anytime, depending on your schedule." Qin Zhiyuan is sure, even if he doesn't talk about Julie's relationship, Qin Zhiyuan is now Foch's closest group of people, and he is qualified to visit Foch at any time.

"Tonight, then." Old Renault couldn't wait.

"What the hell is going on? Why are you in such a hurry? Qin Zhiyuan was curious.

"It's none of your business, you're just a soldier, and a soldier shouldn't have a mind." Old Renault was tight-lipped.

"Your opinion is ridiculous, I'm a soldier, isn't Ferdinand?" Qin Zhiyuan was unobtrusive.

"Of course not, do you think Ferdinand is still a pure soldier? Then you're too outdated. "Old Renault was thinking ahead.

"What is he not a soldier?" Qin Zhiyuan concentrated on eating foie gras, which was another delicacy.

"Ferdinand is now a politician, not only Ferdinand, but also Nivelle, including Pétain, including Chauffeur, they are all politicians. As long as you step into the political whirlpool, then you will never be able to get out. Old Renault spoke amazingly.

"It's horrible!" Qin Zhiyuan was perfunctory.

Regarding the difference between soldiers and politicians, with Qin Zhiyuan's vision and insight beyond the old Renault's hundreds of years, Qin Zhiyuan's understanding of this point is much deeper than that of the old Renault. Qin Zhiyuan is saying this now, it is purely pretending to be a pig, as for whether he can eat a tiger, that is a matter for the future.

"So, if you can, I want you to be a pure military man. But this is wishful thinking, and sooner or later you will become a politician, perhaps even more thoroughly than Ferdinand. "Old Renault is like watching the fire.

"Perhaps, I'll try to postpone that day, and if that day does come, I'll remember my friendship with you." Qin Zhiyuan promised.

"Of course, I will remember your friendship too." Old Renault reciprocated.

"So, let's have a toast, for the sake of friendship!" Huang Bohan lost no time.

"Come!"

"Cheers!"

"For friendship!"

Several people raised their glasses.

No one can say what the future will be, but at this moment, in the Dafuwei restaurant, Qin Zhiyuan and Lao Renaud have a good relationship.