"You..." Zuo Zongtang and the other two gasped together---Haijing. What a crazy place this is.

Zuo Zongtang took three breaths in a row before calming down his beating heart. He asked with a confused and contemptuous look at the madman: "If we were really Qing Yao of the Hunan Army, the gun you sold would kill you long hair? Do you want Qing Yao to attack the city of Guangzhou?"

Zhang did not waved his hand disdainfully, and pointed to the direction of the port and said, "If Qing Yao wants to buy foreign guns, the Song Dynasty will not sell them, foreigners will sell them! Hong Kong and Shanghai, we can't control them. Can you get guns differently? I am a businessman. The Bible says that we just have to work hard to make money, and this is the way of heaven. If Qing Yao comes, I will tell you, although I am 43 years old this year, I will also carry Sharps to the city wall to fight Qing Yao. It's great to live here. Whoever is upset me, I will fight whoever I want! But buying and selling is buying and selling,

Previously, Guangxi, Fujian, and Yunnan and Guizhou spies came to many places, and they also bought foreign guns, but could they beat His Majesty's Invincible Crusaders? To be honest, if you buy them back, you may not be able to train them into foreign gun teams; if you can train them, you may not be able to beat us; Britain, France and the United States are both foreign guns. Wouldn't there be any wins and losses between each other? If you can beat them once, you... Zhang barely pressed his throat "not guaranteeing the supply of arms" and said with a smile: "As long as I work hard to make money, I will be worthy of God and Your Majesty. Do you want a gun?"

"We are not from the Hunan Army, but after you say that, I may be able to be a broker when I go back to build a bridge for you." Zuo Zongtang said with a smile.

"That's good. Take my Mingla and come to me directly. I can organize supply and land transportation. I can't handle any goods in other stores. I know Mr. He Liujue, so I will go to his ground line by land." Lao Zhang looked at the three of them for a long time before laughing.

As he said that, Lao Zhang picked up the book "Army Infantry Practice" and shook it, saying, "I bought this book from the military camp outside the city. Even if you are the owner of an antique shop, take it back to the leader of the Hunan Army. Those who know the goods will definitely buy it! This is the great secret of the Song Dynasty! Their bids must be high, and you will give it money. This thing is definitely more profitable than any other clock, calligraphy and painting. You can buy it for you at the original price. Do you want it if you are a fellow villager?"

"Yes, the bad guys in the Hunan Army must want it. I'll just be a spy again. How much money?" Zuo Zongtang pretended to think about it and said.

Lao Zhang stretched out his five fingers and stretched out, "It's just this number! Not expensive." Five hundred taels? It's not expensive!" Zuo Zongtang gritted his teeth to pay the bill, looked at Lao Zhang's stunned look and asked, "I think it's too little?"

"No, no, you take it, take all these newspapers, I'll give it to you to relieve your boredom." Old Zhang quickly grabbed the silver notes and stuffed the coffee table to Zuo Zongtang with panic eyes.

When it was time to say goodbye, Lao Zhang sent them out. He looked down at the silver notes in his hand, and suddenly said something inexplicable: "I must have read it wrong. You are definitely not spies! You are so real!"

After coming out of Lao Zhang's shop, three Hunan Army spies walked on the noisy streets in a daze, and they were not even able to discuss the ground.

Zhang Longtan walked with his clothes in the newspaper and suddenly sighed: "These long-haired businessmen are... they are... they all see us!"

No one would have thought that such a person would not even like his own court and would take the initiative to sell guns to the enemy! Just to make some money!

"This is the businessman! If a businessman takes power, this dynasty will definitely be over!" Li Yuan said with lingering fear.

"Will he go to report the news?" Zhang Longtan said suddenly.

"Impossible, that's a traitor businessman who is profit-oriented." Zuo Zongtang snorted coldly: "You didn't see the last time you went out. After he sold the top secret information, he even walked smoothly after getting the money!"

"Why are there so many weird bandits here in Changmao?" Zhang Longtan sighed.

"Do you still need to ask! The foreign church and foreigners come in like this. They are completely infected and become inhuman beasts!" Zuo Zongtang clenched his fists and roared in a low voice: "Zhao Ziwei is more terrifying than Hong Xiuquan! Hong Xiuquan did not collude with foreigners to poison the people!"

"Shopkeeper, where are you going now?" Li Yuan asked in a low voice.

"Go around the military camp of the Chief Mao outside the city!" Zuo Zongtang whispered.

The military camp outside the city was still prosperous, with bars, restaurants and people who wanted to join the army. Even high-capped demon soldiers and foreign instructors were everywhere. In the sound of thunderous gun volleys in the military camp that came from the wind, Zuo Zongtang and the other two were dumbfounded outside a gun shop. There was a bunch of "The Royal Army Infantry Classics" for sale at the door, priced at 50 copper plates.
Chapter completed!