"Mr. Yang, in fact, if you really need a mortar, your Jinling Machinery Factory has a very good model, called the 20th year of the Republic of China 82mm mortar, the prototype is the Brown M1930 81mm mortar." Heinz reminded Yang Feng.

"Domestic!" Yang Feng was a little hesitant, he couldn't be trusted in terms of the quality of domestic weapons, and the other party might not necessarily sell them, you must know that Jiang Guangtou had been on guard against the 29th Army, and he would not do stupid things to arm the other party.

"Mr. Yang, if you want, I can come forward to buy it on your behalf, I don't think they will refuse my face." Heinz clearly knows China very well and said thoughtfully on the sidelines.

"In this case, you will be tired!" Yang Feng arched his hand and said.

Leaving Shenchang Foreign Bank, Yang Feng returned to the Little Red Mansion, shrunk in the sofa quite tiredly, and just closed his eyes to squint for a while, Li Mingde hurriedly walked into the office.

"Mr. Yang, Ito is here again!"

"Mah, why is this thing ghostly!" Yang Feng rubbed his face and stood up scolding.

"This is about to go to war, the Japanese Kwantung Army must be urging him behind, how many fewer people will they have to die if there are sulfonamides!" Li Mingde said with a sneer.

"Ma forced Lao Tzu to prepare some tricks for them, okay, call him in!" Yang Feng said with a gloomy face.

"Ah, Mr. Ito, I'm so sorry, my brother has been busy these days, and it was rude that he couldn't visit the house." When Ito walked into the office, Yang Feng immediately changed to a bright smile.

"Mr. Yang, you are too polite, it should be a contemptible person who came to visit you!" Ito, who had a little gray hair, said with a deep bow.

"Don't dare to be, don't dare to be, come and sit down, serve tea, serve the kind of good tea I brought back!" Yang Feng's enthusiasm made Ito a little confused, and while greeting Yang Feng, he couldn't help frowning.

"Ito-kun, I wonder if Brother Lu Dao has anything to help you?" The two drank tea and Yang Feng asked.

"Sulfonamides, Mr. Yang, the countless elderly and children who have endured torture in their illnesses are in urgent need of your sulfonamides." Ito decided to get straight to the point.

"Oops, that's gone!" Yang Feng said with an embarrassed face.

"None?" Ito was stunned.

"Yes, you are a step late, I have already sold all the sulfonamides in my hands to the American Pfizer and the German Shenchang Foreign Company."

"Not at all?" Ito's face changed drastically.

"Not at all!" Yang Feng replied apologetically.

"So, when will the next batch arrive?" Ito asked in a dry voice.

"It's hard for me to say this, in fact, we haven't found a way to mass production, so the current production is very low, and the orders that are already in place are estimated to be two years away." As he spoke, Yang Feng stood up, took out a stack of orders more than ten centimeters thick from the desk and hugged it to Ito.

"If you need it urgently, I suggest you go to Pfizer and Shenchang and ask if they are interested in transferring some to you." Looking at Ito's gray face, Yang Feng kindly reminded.

There is also an additional clause in the exclusive distribution contract between Pfizer and Shenchang, which prohibits them from selling to any country outside of their respective distribution areas, otherwise Yang Feng will never supply them again, of course, this clause needs to be kept secret.

Ito also knows very well that he will not get a good result in these two families, Yang Feng has already sold one or two gold bottles, and in the hands of these two families, it is not enough to have two taels of gold and one bottle, which is unacceptable to the military anyway, and only a few pensions for the death of a soldier?

"Mr. Yang, please, please think of a way!" Ito stood up and bowed, pleading with a pleading face.

"Oh, Ito-kun, don't do this!" Yang Feng couldn't help laughing, stood up with a frightened face, and hesitated for a moment before stepping forward to help him up.

"So be it! Ito-kun, I really don't have sulfonamides, but there is still a medicine, we can cooperate. He said with a deep sigh.

"What medicine?" Ito was stunned, because Yang Feng was forbidden for Japanese and dogs to enter here, so he didn't know about Viagra.

Yang Feng smiled, then took out an introduction and handed it to him.

"What is this?" Ito's face changed as soon as he saw it.

"Ito-kun, what is the most painful thing for a man? It is a beautiful woman lying in front of her, but you have a weak heart, although there are various solutions, but they all have a variety of side effects, and some even hurt the body, you must know this. Yang Feng said sincerely.

There was a trace of sourness in Ito's eyes, and it seemed that Yang Feng's words touched the softness in the deepest part of his heart.

"But this is different, there is no harm, and the effect is extremely significant, Pfizer has bought ten boxes from me, Shenchang has also bought five boxes, their order can assure you of my honesty, think about it, if you sell this to your country, how those rich people will rush to it!" Yang Feng continued to tempt.

"And the price?" Ito swallowed his saliva dryly, he knew very well that he would definitely be punished by his superiors if he couldn't get sulfonamide back, but from the bronze medal in front of Yang Feng's door where Japanese and dogs were not allowed to enter, it was very unlikely that he could buy sulfonamide from him, but if he could get this thing, it was estimated that he would be able to calm the anger of his superiors.

"Five dollars a piece, that's the price everybody." Yang Feng said.

Ito gasped.

"Ito-kun, this is a luxury, then there has to be a price for a luxury, and of course you can exchange it for goods."

"What cargo?" Ito's eyes lit up.

"Your country now controls the Northeast, Mitsui is the largest consortium in Japan, and your trading company must have a lot of business there, if you can provide ginseng, then we can barter, and the price is based on two-thirds of the current market price of ginseng, of course, if you don't agree with this plan, then you can trade arms, for example, I like the grenadiers produced in your country." Yang Feng said with a smile.

Ito was silent.

To be honest, he doesn't care about ginseng, Mitsui himself is a wholesaler of ginseng, and the ginseng they bought in the Northeast is basically half bought and half robbed, and the cost is very low, even if it is two-thirds of the market price, he also earns, as for the arms, there is no need to think about it, Yang Feng wants arms is definitely not used as a salute, it is used to resell to the Chinese army, it is difficult for him to think about how miserable his fate will be when the grenadier hits the head of the Kwantung Army.

But Yang Feng's words made him aware of one thing, Yang Feng let himself exchange arms, so would he let the Americans and Germans do the same? So who will he sell these arms to?

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