In another corner of the world, a dwarf wearing a fur coat opened the door and walked into the room. He pulled off his clothes, revealing the gorgeous clothes underneath.
"I brought you what you asked for." After he finished speaking angrily, he grabbed the wine glass prepared for him on the table and took a big gulp.
Then he smashed the wine glass on the table and said: "This fast gun called K1 was born in the human world, but they have no intention of keeping it secret and are selling this weapon in a big way."
Outside the window, there was heavy snowfall. This was a northern country, further north than the Poplar Kingdom. It was also a cold country, colder than the Poplar Kingdom.
The cold-resistant dwarves live here. They rely on rich minerals and animal husbandry to build their country. Half of the gold, silver and copper coins minted in this world come from the country of the dwarves.
The old dwarf sitting in the seat glanced at the somewhat old K1 fast gun hanging on the wall, and asked: "Are you sure they are willing to sell us a lot?"
It was hard for him to imagine that such a weapon, which was more advanced than the Cyric musket, would be sold in large quantities without any tendency.
Like the previous arms dealer Cyric, it was also an arms empire built by humans, and it finally sold the weapons to other races.
As a result, humans have occupied almost the best land, and the dwarves can only cultivate the desolate wilderness in the north.
Originally valuable minerals have also been squeezed into low-priced export commodities. There is a proverb that says this: Even gold is no different from gravel in the hands of dwarves.
The dwarf wiped his long beard, nodded and said, "Definitely! I talked with a man named Tang Mo, who is the inventor of this weapon. He doesn't want to come to us, but he is willing Sell us this weapon."
"Have you seen it?" The old dwarf sitting there asked, fearing that his son would be deceived.
The dwarf smiled. It was not an easy journey for him. The Yangmu Kingdom in the south is expanding crazily. Although it is not bordering them, it still makes the dwarves feel full pressure.
It was also from there that they got their first K1 fast gun and realized that they had fallen far behind in terms of weapons.
Although the dwarves also have their own technology, they still cannot make paper shell fixed ammunition. So they could only use their own intelligence network to do some research, and finally got a rough idea.
Then, the dwarves sent their own caravan, and after many hardships, they finally came to Bunas and met the legendary Tang Group.
He showed off to his father: "It is indeed this kind of weapon. I brought back 1,000 K1 guns, exactly like the one you have."
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"Where are the bullets?" The old dwarf was a little excited. He turned to look at his son and continued to ask.
The son, who had just returned from Bunas, smiled and replied: "100,000 rounds! Is that enough? This is what he stipulated that I must buy."
Hearing his son say this, the old dwarf frowned again - he heard something unusual in these words: "What do you mean?"
"I gave him 200,000 gold coins, and he sold me the entire production technology! Can you believe it? I think he is a good man, a very good man." His son did not hide it and answered directly: "If you want to buy technology, you must first buy 100,000 rounds of ammunition..."
The old dwarf didn't react at first, but he also heard that the other party was obviously a hitchhiker and sold some useless things to him.
But there is nothing that can be done about it. Who allowed the other party to master the production technology of this kind of bullet? I can't find a way to imitate it, so I can only let others exploit me.
Suddenly, he realized something, stood up from his seat, and grabbed his son's shoulders: "You mean, he transferred the technology to you?"
"Hahahaha!" His son laughed triumphantly: "Yes! These are the drawings, as well as technical parameters, steelmaking parameters, and weapons manufacturing methods..."
Hearing his son say this, the old dwarf immediately felt relieved. The other party actually sold him this perfect rifle and brand-new bullets for only 200,000 gold coins.
The price seemed reasonable, and it even made him feel embarrassed. If it were Cyric, these techniques would probably cost him at least 1 million gold coins.
In fact, at this moment, he was already thinking about making such a loyal and honest friend, and waiting for the opportunity to treat this greedy human being to a drink. In his eyes, this greedy fool named Tang Mo was simply the dwarf's friend.
However, just when he was about to treat the guests, his son continued: "In addition, he told me that he has machinery that allows us to produce 1,000 K1 guns like this every day..."
"What did you say?" The old dwarf was stunned for a moment, and then started to make a fuss again. He felt that he had never lost his temper so many times in his life.
My son was startled and seemed unwilling to say everything he wanted to say at once.
Moreover, this time the son went to Bunas and seemed to gain a lot - he became more confident and more... cheerful.
His son looked at his excited father and repeated his words: "I said, this gentleman named Tang Mo plans to sell me his production tools as well. I signed a contract with him and owed him 40 yuan on credit. Ten thousand gold coins, I also bought the blueprints of his production machinery.”
When he said this, he recalled the young man who always had a hearty smile on his face.
For the first time, he felt that there was a human being in this world who sincerely wanted to help the dwarves get out of their predicament and make them truly strong.
The young man also took him to visit the factory workshop where steam engines were used as power, and he was taken on a train to visit the mines in Beiling and see modern mines that use steam engines for mining.
So he signed a series of cooperation agreements without thinking, using 5 iron mines and 5 copper mines as collateral, and borrowed 500,000 gold coins from Datang Group to purchase various mining equipment produced by Datang Machinery. and production equipment.
In addition, he also ordered two sets of wireless telegraph machines from Datang Group at a price of 50,000 gold coins each. This thing is a rare thing and definitely worth the money.
Of course, he also formed a deep friendship with the young man named Tang Mo. Even before coming back, the young man gave him a Model T car, which looked like a good thing!
The old dwarf was very satisfied with his son's performance. He reached out and patted his son's shoulder twice again, and encouraged him: "You did a good job! Damn it! You are such a genius! These things are all good things! They are all from us. Something good that can enrich and strengthen our country!”
"There is an old dwarf engineer there, and he is very kind to me. I think we should send a mission to Bunas... to stay there permanently, so that we can maintain a long-term cooperative relationship with Datang Group." After seeing the power of the telegraph machine, this dwarf has become a fan of Datang Group.
"You are right, I will tell our king right away... I believe he will agree with you. It's great, it's really great!" The old dwarf couldn't put it down and looked at the thick drawings. , gently brushing the paper with his hand, as if caressing a peerless treasure.
These clear three-dimensional views, as well as labeled precise data, as well as material requirements and complex technical parameter labels, made him so excited that he was a little incoherent.
His son waited until he reluctantly raised his head, then continued to say to him: "I just said you would like it... Look what I brought back! The gift I gave you!"
When he pulled his father into the courtyard, a Model T car with a layer of snow on the roof was parked there.
Of course the old dwarf didn't know what this was, so he asked, "What is this?"
"This is a Model T car! It can run without a horse! You just need to add some alcohol to it!" his son introduced arrogantly.
Just as they were talking, the car door was pushed open from the inside, and a human jumped out of the car. She was a not very good-looking girl.
"Who is she?" The old dwarf saw the stranger and asked with some confusion.
"They... I brought... hope to our country!" the old dwarf's son introduced with a smile.
Along with his voice, the door on the other side of the car was also pushed open, and another young boy also got out of the car.
He was a little chubby and wore thick clothes, which made him look even more bloated. He took off his hat and nodded slightly to the old dwarf: "Hello, sir, I am your son's friend!"
"We! We are here to help you build the first batch of modern factories... technicians." The girl rubbed her hands and exhaled to introduce herself.
"Let me introduce myself. I am an expert in steam engines and electricity technology." The boy scratched his head in embarrassment.
"To be more specific, I am a doctor." The girl continued: "I took radio as an elective in college..."
"They can help us restore the K1 fast gun production workshop." The dwarf's son explained.
The old dwarf immediately understood and walked forward to welcome you enthusiastically: "I'm so glad to see you in such a cold weather! Come in and talk, children! The enthusiasm of the dwarves in the Ice Kingdom can melt the ice and snow!"
"Thank you!" The girl flipped the curly hair around her ears, wearing a simple dandelion ring on her hand.
"Can I take a look at the iron-making equipment first?" The boy wearing the same ring asked timidly as he followed everyone impatiently.
"Don't worry! Since you are here, enjoy the bear meat and ice bar here! Hahahaha!" The old dwarf was in such a good mood that he even forgot to look at the car and just walked back to the house.
