In fact, if it cannot be resold, Yang Feng does not like to buy weapons from modern times, especially firearms, which are too expensive.

A five-six semi-automatic system can cost several thousand yuan. If it can be resold, it is natural to say that it can be sold for one or two hundred oceans. Ten times the profit is still worth making, but if no one buys it and just uses it yourself, it would be meaningless. If you say a box of Tianyi Shenshui and a rifle, it is estimated that European and American arms dealers will be beaten to death in order to rush to deliver guns to themselves.

"Try it! You can use these guns as an advertisement first!" Yang Feng said to himself.

Such a small business is simply not worth mentioning to Sabrin. He just calls his subordinates in China and does it without even having to buy it from China. He actually has a part of it.

That is, the delivery method is a little troublesome, not that it is not easy to smuggle out, but the key is how Yang Feng takes the goods.

"Let's do this, you find a boat to send it to us outside the sea, and then I'll find the boat to go over. We will deliver the goods at sea, and I will pay the payment directly in gold." Yang Feng thought for a while and said.

"Yes, after you receive the goods, just give me the gold." Sabrin said indifferently.

The arms problem was solved, and when it was time to go to receive the goods, Yang Feng began to be busy with his serious business, and he didn't need anything else to do. The group of people under him were almost sick. When he first came, he was a group of girls making a fool of himself, which made him both ugly and secrets.

However, he had to go to the steel that Yan Laoxi wanted by himself. In addition, the down jacket is over. Now it is April in the Gregorian calendar, and stockings are on the market. This is a big money-making business. Thinking about the American girl who took a pen to draw on her legs during World War II, he felt that countless gold bars were hitting her head.

In addition to stockings, some cheap polyester clothing should also be very popular, especially shirts and dresses, which need to be considered in terms of styles. After all, women's clothing is a bit too exposed and is not in line with the style of the Republic of China era. It is also good to directly sell fabrics.

In addition, down jacket processing equipment and wool spinning equipment need to be examined, especially down jacket processing equipment. Liu Haining has already found a factory location, and now the factory building must be designed based on the equipment he provides.

According to Yang Feng's industrial zone plan, he chose the factory site outside the city, to the west of Xibianmen Railway Station, because the power plant planned by Yang Feng is also here. After all, he wants to build an arsenal. If it is built in the city of Peiping, it would be unimaginable.

According to Yang Feng’s plan, all from here to Wanping and then east to Nanyuan should be turned into industrial areas, such as tractor factories, bicycle factories, and wool mills, which are all built into this area.

Speaking of the tractor factory, he had to bring another batch this time. The twenty tractors he brought last time were very popular, especially when transporting supplies from Miyun to Gubeikou, which attracted the attention of some local tyrants. As a result, no 20 tractors were driven back. After transporting supplies, they were directly divided by local tyrants.

In addition, Huang Shaohong also intends to buy a batch, but he feels that Yang Feng's small hand holder is a little smaller. This time, Yang Feng is going to make him a batch of large ones and a batch of 40 horsepower. If he is not satisfied, he will change to a 75. There is always one that can knock him down.

The girls like stockings, clothing, etc. just did it. Yang Feng went directly to find the guy who ordered the steel pipes for him, and then took the list of steel listed by Yan Shusong in front of him.

The boy curled his lips.

"Brother Yang, why did you make a bunch of traditional Chinese characters?"

"I like it, do you care? Do you want to ask for an interpreter for you?" Yang Feng looked at Ye Yan tightly last night and didn't have the chance to mess with Elena. She was in a bad mood today!

The boy didn't dare to speak much, so he quickly looked at the list of steel and quickly said with a frown: "I really can't understand this."

"Let me see?" An old man next to him took it and said, "You are still Japanese standard."

It is easy to deal with if you know the standards. The steel was quickly equipped with insufficient quantity and no model. In addition, the manufacturer sent it to the manufacturer.

After solving the steel, the down jacket processing machinery has been investigated. Yang Feng has already figured out what model it is. It is best to customize it in stock if it is in stock. In addition, everything that should not appear in the 1930s was changed. Soon Yang Feng's warehouse was filled with boxes of all sizes and various steels.

After finishing all these things, Sabrin's arms arrived and were carried by a freighter sailing out of Vladivostok, but the freighter did not rely on the port, so Yang Feng had to find a ship to pick up the goods on the high seas by himself.

It is not difficult to find a ship. The shuttle can directly transform into a slightly larger private yacht. But the problem is where it is transformed. It is definitely not possible to transform in a ghost town. It is absurd to drive on the street. However, if it is transformed by the sea, safety issues cannot be guaranteed. This is not the 1930s. There is no satellite above your head, and even the plane does not have night vision. It is impossible to find yourself. This is the 21st century. There are countless eyes staring at the sky, and a dozen meters long yacht appeared out of thin air on the empty sea. It would be too despising the intelligence departments of various countries.

"Stop your work quickly, everyone starts and go out to find out if there is any closed dock for rent. I need to use it urgently. It is best not to be less than 100 meters in length." Boss Yang said to his employees in a hurry.

A group of Yingying Yanyan started up quickly and spent a whole morning to find a house for sale. Yang Feng quickly drove over.

This place originally belonged to a small shipyard, but it had just closed down and the buyer has not been found yet. Yang Feng contacted the other party and proposed to rent the place temporarily. He would immediately give up the buyer when he found it.

The other party is naturally happy to do such a good thing. As for what Yang Feng used to do, he quickly agreed on the price. Then Yang Feng signed a contract to pay, and got the key before dark.

But when he was about to deform, Yang Feng suddenly thought of another problem. Even if a yacht goes to sea, it still requires procedures. And although the coast guard cannot control the transaction on the high seas, they will be under their control when they come back. Once they encounter a check and see that he has pulled a ship of arms, he will probably have to play with sand in the Taklamakan Desert for the rest of his life.

This guy gritted his teeth, and he just wanted to play thoroughly. He simply turned into a small submarine and poured water into the dock. He did not extend the snorkel and dived underwater at night. Fortunately, it was fully intelligent, otherwise he might have bumped into something.

After slowly sneaking under the water for a while, Yang Feng felt a little uncomfortable, so he stretched out his snorkel and added a periscope, then used the positioning instrument to determine the position and course, and quickly drove towards the high seas.

It was not until midnight that the Russian merchant ship was found, and the submarine slowly leaned forward like a ghost, and then quickly began to float up.

A hairy bear sailor was lying on the guardrail and smoking. He saw a huge figure reflecting a dark light floating out from the dark sea, and his eyes almost glaring out.

"Don't you think it's hot?" Yang Feng came out of the submarine and said with a pure face.

The sailor immediately let out a scream and hurriedly shook off the cigarette butt that had burned his fingers.

I guess this guy can understand Chinese.

"Tell the captain that I am here to pick up the goods. He can contact Sabrin. My name is Yang Feng." Yang Feng shouted at him while sitting on the horizontal rudder.

After a while, Captain Maoxiong, who was in his forties, walked out, looked at the submarine outside and curled his lips, then called the crew to move the wooden boxes one by one to the submarine deck. Then Yang Feng opened a hatch cover from the deck, and then pushed the boxes down one by one.

The whole process lasted less than an hour. After moving all the guns and ammunition, Yang Feng threw a stack of banknotes to the sailors as a reward with satisfaction. Then he got into the submarine and dived into the water in front of everyone, and returned to the dock according to the original path.

It was already dawn when it arrived. The water in the dock was drained and the submarine became a cargo again. As a result, Yang Feng found that a cart could not be pulled, so he had to leave part of it in the dock. He pulled a cart first and set off on the road with fear.

How can I not be worried? If I encounter a police uncle who is bored and investigates himself, it will be a major case that has caused a sensation across the country. Although he also knows that this possibility is very slim. The distance from the dock to the ghost town is not far, and it is all remote suburbs. Police uncles generally do not come here to check cars, and their efforts are not proportional to the rewards.

Fortunately, he was safe and sound along the way, so Yang Feng, who finally drove into the ghost town, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ma, you can't play like this in the future, as it will easily scare yourself from a heart attack." He muttered to himself while unloading the goods.

As for the rest of him, he didn't dare to go there again during the day. No matter what, it was safer to do this work at midnight. Yang Feng, who had been busy all night, slept until the afternoon before he remembered that he still had a movie but was not ready.

This is not difficult, but he obviously doesn't understand it very much, because he has to involve color change and even editing. What if there is any content that is not suitable for the 1930s? So it is best to find a professional, that is, a film and television company.

There is one local film and television company. Although it is not too large, it can occasionally shoot some main themes, such as a film praising the selfless dedication of the public servants of the people. Although these public servants who dare to make selfless dedication to the people are all dead end.

Yang Feng brought the Yangma directly to the door, and when he heard his purpose, he made the boss of the company amusement.

"Mr. Yang, your interests are so unique. Others like to color black and white videos, but you want to turn colors black and white." This mature woman with a bit of a vixen smell smiled.

"I usually like nostalgia. You see, since I was a child, such as mine warfare, tunnel warfare, etc., watching black and white videos can always make me recall those ignorant years of youth." Yang Feng said with a deep face.

"It's okay to help you make it, but you only need to collect it yourself. If you spread it, we will easily have trouble. After all, this involves copyright issues." The vixen said in a deep thought.

"Okay, but you must help me make movie films, just like the ones that are used to use old projectors. Since you are looking for nostalgia, you have to make it more perfect, right?" Yang Feng said.

"As you wish." said the vixen with a smile.
Chapter completed!