"Mr. Tang!" When he saw Solon again, Tang Mo felt that his lover had been discovered by Mrs. Solon.
Because Sauron's haggard face was filled with stories. It was probably like a corrupt official who had embezzled 300 million and took a taxi to the airport with his briefcase under his arm.
Tang Mo rubbed his nose, and he knew very well the purpose of this Sheriff who suddenly rushed to look for him.
There has been no contact between them recently, and the only transaction is about flintlock guns. So Sauron must be doing this this time.
However, Tang Mo still pretended to be stupid and asked knowingly: "Lord Sauron! You are so anxious to come to me. What happened?"
"You're really right! Someone from above was sent down to check the combat readiness." Sauron replied nervously and anxiously.
The reason why these local officials can become local officials is that they naturally have their own backers from above. Some backers may not be big, but they can serve as eyes and ears.
The personal network of the Cyric Consortium is mixed in among them, so there are naturally some intersections. Therefore, Cyric's attempts to investigate the arms inventory basically cannot be hidden from the eyes of these bureaucrats.
Certain officials naturally want to inform their "own people" of the news, and those "own people" will inform other "own people" of the news... In this way, it is spread from ten to ten, similar to the secrets between women. .
On the other hand, there are also official rules in the officialdom. Such inspections and inspections generally have to be notified to the subordinates, so that the subordinates can be prepared to receive them.
Otherwise, if the people below you are not prepared for the basic necessities of life, it will definitely be very embarrassing. At the same time, if the investigation is too big and you don't notify them in advance, the people below will continue to do anything, and it is possible that the people sent from above will be killed by then.
Therefore, to a certain extent, those fierce people who descended from the sky to start investigations and finally solved major cases actually took risks and were very determined.
Tang Mo temporarily stored all the flintlock guns that Alice brought from Beiling in Sauron's warehouse. So he smiled and said: "Sir, there are more than 400 flintlock guns in your warehouse. Even if you don't judge them as role models, they are definitely in peace. You don't need to panic."
"I don't need to panic... but the surrounding barracks, as well as the town's city defense army, and the troops stationed there are all panicking." Sauron clapped his hands and revealed the real purpose of coming here.
"What does their life and death have to do with us?" Tang Mo continued to ask knowingly, as if he didn't really understand.
Sauron had something to ask for, so he could only continue to answer: "The captains of several barracks, as well as the nearby police officers, found out that I had cheap flintlock guns for sale... so they all thought of me. On."
"What do you mean, sir?" Tang Mo leaned on the chair and played with the two beautifully carved decorative flintlock muskets given to him by the elves.
Soran quickly put forward his own request, or that of his friends: "They also want a batch of cheap guns, no matter whether they are new or old, as long as they are guns!"
Tang Mo shook his head with some regret and did not agree to Sauron's request: "This is not easy to handle. The 700 flintlock guns last time were obtained by me secretly from Lord Fisherlot, the Count. selling……"
He pretended that he had gone to great lengths to obtain this batch of arms, as if such a thing was not that easy.
Anyway, Tang Mo's idea is that even if he can't sell it at a good enough price on the books, he still has to sell it at a miserable price so that you can give enough favors!
Sauron didn't doubt him, because in his opinion, Tang Mo was able to get 700 flintlock guns from a place like Beiling, which was already an extremely difficult operation.
Therefore, he could only cry and beg Tang Mo: "Help! Some people are noble children, some are my friends for many years, and some have submitted certificates of nomination... We are all our own now... …”
After hearing these words, Tang Mo was finally satisfied. The relationship network he wanted to build had almost begun to take shape this time.
So he pretended to ask: "How much more?"
"1800!" Sauron said a number that made Tang Mo excited.
However, such an expression could not be seen on Tang Mo's face. He still cried out in shock: "Hiss... you mean that the soldiers nearby... sold all their guns?"
Sauron quickly waved his hand, and then said something cool: "How is it possible? In fact... most of the guns have not been around since the founding of the army! At that time, Cyric's workshop had insufficient production capacity, so they It’s just an IOU.”
"Then... the current production capacity is enough, right? Let's go find them Cyric!" Tang Mo listened and acted as a qualified compliment.
This operation reminded him of China's famous moon cake coupons, crab coupons and wine coupons. When printed, this thing looks like futures. In fact, no one is going to receive the real thing! Anyway, they are all gifts, and the coupons are given directly and do not expire. Naturally, they are widely circulated and used for many years, and they have become hard currency...
In short, this operation is just one word: "saucy". In fact, there are no crabs, or only one crab, but ten gift certificates can be sold. Giving gifts is convenient and safe... Everyone makes a profit, but no one suffers a loss. It is simply amazing.
Sauron spread his hands and complained helplessly: "You want it? Why? Some things happened a few years ago... Besides, everyone may be worried about selling guns. Selling IOUs... how easy is it?"
At this time, Tang Mo also became "smart" and immediately understood the meaning of Sauron's words. He gave a thumbs up and gave Cyric a thumbs up: "That's cruel! You mean, Cyric The weapon IOU was sold to the kingdom at the original price, but you sold it back to Cyric at half the price?"
Sauron nodded: "Absolutely... In short, no one dares to take a confusing account seriously. But this time, the officials who came down to check the number of guns may not be able to let us errands go, so everyone is very nervous. ,hope……"
"There are definitely not 1,800! Even if you beat me to death, there is no way I could have stolen and sold all the weapons of Lord Earl's North Ridge Regiment." Tang Mo immediately refused with his acting skills.
As soon as Sauron saw that exaggerated and false demeanor, he knew that Tang Mo could actually squeeze something out of this place. So he quickly spoke and said flatteringly: "You think of a way!"
You see, the speed of successful people changing their attitudes is faster than flipping through a book. A few days ago they might act like I'm the Sheriff, a few days later they might act like an old friend who owes money.
"No way." Tang Mo continued to blackmail, because he might be the first to know that there were actually more than 1,800 old guns in Beiling, which were replaced by the needle guns he produced.
"1,700! No more." Sauron gritted his teeth and cut off the number of 100 rifles. In fact, even if he pretends to be bitter and hateful, in fact, these guns are his money-making business!
Every weapon he bought from Tang Mo made him a fortune! Although it's not big, it can't add up to a small amount, right?
Tang Mo was afraid that Solons would be frightened and cut off the order quantity again. He had begun to regret rejecting it so simply, so he quickly changed his tactics, pretending to be annoyed and complained: "This is too difficult."
When Sorens saw that Tang Mo didn't refuse clearly, he quickly said: "Just help me, brother, once!"
"Is an old gun okay?" Tang Mo continued to pretend.
"An old gun will do, too!" Sauron was also showing off his acting skills.
Tang Mo continued: "I can't guarantee whether it will work or not."
"Don't worry! It won't work!" Sauron laughed.
"Hiss..." Tang Mo made a painful expression.
"Hey hey hey hey!" Sauron rubbed his hands together with an expression of profit.
Finally, Tang Mo nodded: "Okay! I'll give it a try! Wait for my news!"
"You have to hurry, they are waiting for news over there! The higher ups may send someone down soon..." Sauron achieved his goal, stood up and left.
"Okay!" Tang Mo continued to nod: "But Lord Sauron, when will you introduce these friends of yours to me?" Tang Mo did not see the guests off immediately, but asked.
Of course, Sauron knew what Tang Mo meant, and he was obviously prepared: "Don't worry, sir. Soon, they will all hear about your reputation for generosity..."
After seeing off Soran who was in a hurry, Alice appeared in front of Tang Mo: "Have you thought before that they will definitely buy these old guns?"
"How is that possible? I'm not a god." Tang Mo said with a smile and shook his head.
"Then you..." Alice thought Tang Mo was lying to her again.
So Tang Mo explained: "Because if I dispose of these old guns, I won't make any money, but I won't lose any money, right? And in this process, as long as a situation is favorable to me, I can make some money back. For example, favors, gold coins... This kind of thing is sure to make money, so why not do it?"
"It seems that I can't compare to you in terms of business." Alice was a little frustrated. This was something she was once proud of.
Tang Mo corrected her: "No, it should be said that you may be better than me in doing serious business, but in this kind of business, you are definitely not as good as me."
"So, what should we do next?" Alice already felt that it was easier to find the correct answer by asking Tang Mo these things habitually.
Tang Mo said casually: "Give them the gun! These things are all eliminated by Beiling anyway. You can use them as favors or to make money."
"You are such a profiteer." Although she had already agreed with Tang Mo's plan in her heart, Alice still couldn't help but say this.
Tang Mo didn't mind this comment: "Let's do each other."
