Thinking that the time was almost over, the conversation changed on a rainy day: "Although this has nothing to do with integrity, but out of kindness and understanding, we are still willing to buy a small part of the spirits to reduce some losses for you." ”

Merchant Smith's face softened a little, thought for a moment and said, "How much are you willing to buy?" ”

"Fifty gallons." Said on a rainy day.

"Fifty gallons? That's too little! Smith's face was hard to look at.

"We brought more than six hundred gallons of wine, and fifty gallons were less than a tenth. You'll have to buy at least three hundred gallons, or we'll lose all of our money!" ”

"As I said, the Apache have resolved to quit drinking, and we will no longer let alcohol eat away at our bodies and souls." Rainy day paused, then said, "Well, a hundred gallons, no more." ”

Packed in a large wine bag, 100 gallons is almost 200 bags, more than enough for medical treatment, and individual alcohol addiction is serious and cannot be quit for a short time, but also a small amount of alcohol can be drunk in order to continue life.

"Two hundred gallons." Smith also wants to fight for some.

"Just a hundred gallons." Said without hesitation on a rainy day.

Smith was silent for a moment.

On a rainy day, he said, "But while we only need a hundred gallons of spirits, we're willing to buy more for other goods." ”

"For other goods, we may not have enough goods right now."

"It's okay if it's not enough this time, it's not just this sale. The Apache will continue to buy from you, and the business will only grow in size, except that they will no longer buy mainly spirits. ”

Smith thought for a moment and asked, "What do you want to buy, fabric?" Knife? Or a musket? ”

In his opinion, the fine and varied cloth of the industrial world, the metal knives and axes, and the muskets, were the three most likely to take the place of spirits.

"Muskets." "We need two hundred guns." ”

The decision to boycott the spirits allowed the Apache to save a lot of money, and after discussion, especially on the recommendation of the horse whistle, it was decided to buy a batch of muskets, two hundred, no more but not less.

"What model of musket do you need, and how about this one?" Smith brought a gun.

Looking at the horse whistle on a rainy day, the horse whistle nodded, stepped forward to take the gun from the merchant's hand, and prepared to give it a try.

"Brown Beth, a British man, is said to have killed a Chinese officer in 1840." Smith said casually.

In order to take care of the English proficiency of the Indians, Smith used simple words and spoke slowly, so the horse whistle understood.

There is no doubt that this is talking about the Opium Wars.

The whistle sighed a little, and then fiddled with Brown Beth.

He didn't want this gun, it was too old, and in his mind, it seemed to have been invented in the early eighteenth century, more than a hundred years ago.

In fact, there are not many people who use Brown Beth now, as Smith said, until the Opium War, the British army was still equipped with Brown Bes. But as a man of the future, Ma Sentry was not interested in this musket that was about to be obsolete.

He was about to ask what other models there were, but his eyes suddenly froze, staring directly at a young white man behind Smith, the gun in his hand to be exact.

Revolver!

Ma Sentry took a closer look, made sure that the other party was holding a revolver or revolver, and immediately pointed and said, "Let me see this." ”

"You say this, this is a new thing my nephew bought, what is it called a Colt revolver." Smith said.

"But I think it's very difficult to use, it's easy to break, its trigger is terrible, it's expensive, no wonder the company that made it goes out of business, and the product is barely sold."

The horse whistle did not speak, but recalled the information he had known about Colt in his previous life.

Samuel Colt, known to everyone as an American gunsmith, is almost synonymous with revolvers.

The gunsmith's early entrepreneurial experience was not smooth, and there was a period of embarrassment, as Smith said, due to the immature design of the pistol and the high price, the first company created by Colt collapsed, and there was a backlog of weapons that could not be sold.

But the horse whistle does not consider these flawed weapons to be of no practical value, especially the Colt revolver, even if it is flawed, it still has a firepower advantage that many firearms do not have.

Moreover, revolvers are a trend in the construction of pistols for quite some time to come, and it is better to get acquainted with them earlier.

He saw this as an opportunity.

It won't be long before Samuel Colt is out of the woods and become a world-famous gunsmith in the Mexican-American War two years later.

At that point, as an Indian, it would be much more difficult to buy Colt's pistol.

Now that Colt has gone out of business, there is a backlog of weapons that cannot be sold, and it should be possible to buy some at a relatively low price.

As for Colt himself...... If the horse whistle is white, you can try to win over and send charcoal in the snow or something, but the Indians still don't think about it.

Under the direction of Smith's nephew, the horse whistle tested a few shots.

As Smith points out, the Colt pistol did have a number of flaws, and the folding trigger made the firing process cumbersome, and each time the gun was fired, it had to perform a strange maneuver: the trigger was folded back into the gun body, and then the hammer was pulled back into the ready state to let the trigger pop again.

In addition, it is said that this gun is easy to damage, and the current one has been repaired once before.

But it was still a pistol that could shoot five bullets quickly, so after a little consideration, the horse whistle said, "I want this." ”

"Are you sure?" Smith wondered what was wrong with the Apache today, they didn't want their favorite spirits anymore, and instead bought this broken pistol whose production company had gone out of business.

"Sure." Ma Whistle said.

"Okay, but we'll have to wait until next time, I'll bring you two hundred revolvers for the next trade, but this time we only have two." "Also, I can't guarantee that I'll be able to buy it, and maybe the company that closed its doors has cleared all the guns that can't be sold." ”

"Don't you think about the other guns?" He brought two more guns, "We also have some rifles, like the Rocky Mountain rifle, the Kentucky rifle. ”

Apache still bought 200 rifles and a batch of ammunition, after all, the Colt pistol will have to wait until next time, and it is not bad to equip a batch of rifles first.

In addition to muskets, Apache also bought many iron products, such as iron arrowheads, iron stirrups, horseshoes, daggers and daggers, as well as some production tools, such as wooden saws.

For these goods, especially stirrups, which the Indians did not need before, Smith's team did not make special preparations, and a considerable part of them were pre-booked.

Smith thought the deal was so strange that the Apache seemed to have a different group of people.

But the stranger is yet to come.

"What do you say, you want to buy newspapers?" Smith looked like a ghost.