An 'old sleeve' costs thirty silver dollars, and the bullet is between one hundred and two hundred silver dollars per thousand rounds. Although this gun is not good, it is currently the only infantry weapon that can be produced by domestic arsenals.

The 'flower mechanism' is more expensive, more than 100 silver dollars a piece. Bullets were cheaper, a hundred silver dollars per thousand rounds. The Hanyang Arsenal in Wuhan also made heavy machine guns and artillery, but production was limited.

For example, the imitation of Browning's M1917 water-cooled heavy machine gun, a very bulky goods, 1,000 silver dollars each. Don't be too expensive, you can't make much in a month, and ordinary warlords can't buy it if they want to.

These prices have been market-driven and have fluctuated greatly over the course of several decades.

If you think the performance of these equipment is too poor, you can also buy imported weapons. But even if it's a second-hand item from the First World War (there are a lot of this stuff in the foreign stores in the magic capital), the price has to be doubled or tripled.

If you want artillery, such as the German-made FH-18 heavy gun, the price starts at 100,000 silver dollars. Zhou Qingfeng brought a full pack of medicines that was not enough to buy one, and the shells were counted separately - they couldn't make them themselves, and the price was so expensive.

Facing the medicines piled up on the coffee table, Dean Wang Ziji was silent for a long time. He was a centrist, and as long as it didn't interfere with his running of hospitals and schools, he didn't care much about politics.

After all, whoever is in the ruling class will not embarrass a doctor.

"Brother Zhou, what do you want?"

After understanding Zhou Qingfeng's background, Wang Ziji couldn't help but take a good look at him again, and sighed in his heart - he is indeed a man, this physique alone is unusual, no wonder it can turn the huge Changsha City upside down.

Wang Ziji will not push the table full of in-demand medicines out. Xiangya Hospital needs these drugs too much, and it needs the profits obtained from the sale of drugs, after all, the hospital is not a good church.

And buying imported goods is really a hassle.

"As far as I know, you will soon be the chief of the military medical department of the Fourth Army of the National Revolutionary Army, and the director of the Hankou City Health Bureau. Can you introduce some acquaintances to help me use all the funds from the sale of drugs to buy weapons and equipment? ”

As expected, Wang Ziji nodded for this. He also smiled and said, "Little brother is very well-informed." I'm not even sure about this position, but you do. ”

While laughing, the dean casually picked up a box of morphine on the table, said 'wait a minute' and walked out of the office. By the time he came back again, it had been two or three hours later, and he looked very happy and satisfied.

Morphine was isolated from opium by German chemists at the beginning of the nineteenth century, but its molecular formula was not determined until forty or fifty years later, and the chemical synthesis was very late. As a result, its production is limited and its price is very expensive.

"Brother Zhou, your morphine effect is good, no worse than American goods, much stronger than Japanese products. I can cover it all for you, if you can keep shipping. And I want to thank you. ”

Wang Ziji took several other medicines to try, and each one was very satisfied, and he was much closer to Zhou Qingfeng's title, "Let me introduce you to a person, the quartermaster of the Fourth Group Army, called Ling Xia, is a deputy director."

This Director Ling studied infantry in Japan, and he is not a bad person, but he is a little greedy for money. The military medical department inevitably has to deal with the quartermaster department, and if you want to buy some medicine, you have to stuff money for him.

However, this person is willing to do things as long as he takes money, and his reputation is very good. If you are willing to give him some favor, he will definitely be willing to help you buy arms. Not only the arms from the Hanyang factory, but also other things can be bought. ”

Dean Wang's words are very sincere, and it is also for the sake of Zhou Qingfeng that he has brought so many drugs in demand, so he can say it so clearly.

If the party wastes firewood, arms control can still be achieved. Even if Zhou Qingfeng went to the magic capital, it was not easy to purchase materials from foreign foreign companies, and he needed to get the corresponding license.

The group army of the national army is simple. Now that the position of Kaishen Gong is not consolidated, the local warlords can always buy what they need. It's not just about arms.

At that time, what Zhou Qingfeng wants to buy, as long as he gives enough money, let Director Ling add a sum to the procurement catalog. The goods departed from the Modu ship, and they could be transported up the river to Changsha, and it didn't take long.

"Where is Director Ling now?"

"In Wuhan. But I sent a telegram saying that there was a business of tens of thousands of oceans, and promised that he would come by ship today. ”

Dean Wang looked at the medicine on the table again and continued.

"If you put these medicines on me as a deposit, you can negotiate the order and price with Director Ling in the telegram. He has a radio station in the quartermaster department, so he might immediately stock up on you from the quartermaster warehouse, and bring it to you in a few days.

That guy is a typical person who wants money and doesn't want to die, and he really dares to do this kind of thing. ”

Zhou Qingfeng also felt that it was the best, what he lacked now was time. It's April now, and the general in Pingjiang County is about to revolt at the end of July. But he had only one regiment of 800 men.

After the uprising, an army was formed, and there were only 2,500 people in the patchwork, and there were no heavy weapons, and the conditions were too difficult. In the face of the pursuit of the strong enemy, the general had only 700 men left in September, and had to go up to the 'mountain' to fight guerrillas.

Zhou Qingfeng calculated that he would make a batch of medicines every ten days, and conservatively estimated that he would earn 50,000 oceans, and he would be able to earn at least 500,000 oceans in the remaining three months.

These medicines can be quickly transported to major cities along the Yangtze River with the help of Director Ling, and the funds can be quickly converted into weapons and equipment and combat materials.

Zhou Qingfeng has money and equipment, and he has trained well in Qingtaidu for three months, which can at least double the general's strength during the uprising, and the equipment is highly strengthened.

This is sharpening the knife in battle, and it is not fast and light. After a few more grinds, maybe the situation will open up in Hunan.

"Okay, that's going to trouble Mr. Wang. Everything was done according to the gentleman's wishes. Zhou Qingfeng patted his thigh with laughter and agreed very happily.

Wang Ziji arranged for someone to send a report, and it didn't take long for a reply from the direction of Wuhan.

That Director Ling was really excited when he heard that there were tens of thousands of oceans of business. Regarding Dean Wang's reminder of Zhou Qingfeng's identity, he didn't care at all - people with formal channels would not ask him to do business, and what he earned was illegal money.

Especially when he learned that Zhou Qingfeng took out the in-demand medicine to sell, Director Ling was like a gluttonous cat smelling fish. He inquired in detail about the type and quantity of the medicine, and learned that there were thousands of injections of morphine, and he hurriedly sent a telegram to confirm it repeatedly.

Wang Ziji couldn't help but sigh and said, "Alas, this guy is eyeing the morphine business. I will use it to save people, but he will use it to harm. ”

Zhou Qingfeng stood next to him, also read the message, and said with a smile: "If you don't sell his morphine, it's okay." ”

"If he asks a high price, are you willing to sell it?" Wang Ziji was surprised. Morphine is sold as a drug for one price, and when it is a drug, it is another price.

Zhou Qingfeng said affirmatively: "It's a big deal to let him earn more oceans, and don't give him morphine." It's good to stay in the hospital to save people. But please do me another favor, I would like to borrow the teachers of your hospital to train a group of hygienists. ”

The prince was stunned, and sighed later: "Brother Zhou, if you can really see such a long-term view, I can't help you." ”