The Iron Blood Emperor of the War of Resistance
13 things are rare

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Shanghai, a high-end hotel in the French concession.

Cai Hu was lying on the soft bed, reading some newspapers and learning about the big and small things in Shanghai.

Cai Hu paid the most attention to the war between the warlords and the war in Europe. The war in Europe seemed to be far away from China, but it had a huge impact on China.

For example, before the war, Germany had a fatal place in the Far East of Jiaozhou Bay in China, and it could also make a profit from trading with China. But now, the Austro-Hun Empire of Germany was at war with the Polar Bear and Britain and France, and the Far East trading county was cut off.

The Western powers paid more attention to the war in Europe and relaxed their restrictions on the island people. Not long ago, the island people had just occupied Jiaozhou Bay.

"How can we hook up with the German arms dealers?”

Cai Hu thought for a moment and felt a little troubled.

Just like that, Cai Hu thought for a long time and unknowingly fell asleep.

That night, a few dancers tried to take a bath and felt the effect of the soap. They couldn't put it down.

On the second night, the social circle of these dancers spread, saying how good this soap was.

For a moment, the dancers, ladies, and nobles in Shanghai all knew about this.

For this reason, the owner of the dance hall asked someone to look for Cai Hu's whereabouts. Cai Hu had already thought about it long ago. The suitcase was full of 100 pieces of soap.

The rarer an item was, the more valuable it was. One piece was worth ten dollars, and it was immediately snatched up. Some people even resold it for several times the price.

A hundred pieces of soap set off another huge wave. As a British merchant with a good sense of business, Wall smelled a huge amount of pounds.

Not to mention the British merchant Wall, even the French merchant, the American merchant, and the big merchant of the polar bear were the same.

In the French concession, Cai Hu was staying at the hotel. Many foreigners and local businessmen were sitting in the lobby of the hotel, waiting for Cai Hu to wake up.

"What a perfect product. This is simply a brother that God created for the pound!”

"With such a product, if we sell it back to Europe, we'll definitely make a fortune!”

"China is really a magical country. This product is simply God's masterpiece!”

The merchants from the other countries were all amazed.

Actually, Cai Hu had already woken up and noticed the arrival of the merchants from several countries. However, Cai Hu just ignored these foreigners.

Of course, he would do business, but if he went too far, it would lower the price of the soap.

As a result, these foreigners waited from six in the morning until twelve in the afternoon. It was not until twelve that Cai Hu put on his clothes and came out for lunch.

"Um, are you Mr. Cai?"

"Hello, Mr. Cai. I'm the British merchant Wall!”

"Hello, Mr. Cai. I'm the French merchant, Yates!”

"Hello, Mr. Cai. I'm John, a businessman from the M Nation!”

A dozen businessmen and local nobles greeted Cai Hu. These people walked over with smiles and extended their fat palms kindly.

It was as if Cai Hu had been their good friend for many years. When Cai Hu saw this, he smiled and shook hands with them.

They had to be polite on the surface. China was a country of etiquette, so it was fine as long as they knew how to treat these barbarians.

"Is there anything you need from me?”

Cai Hu sat on the sofa in the living room and looked at these foreigners.

"Esteemed Mister Cai, I wonder how many more of that mystical item you have. I want to buy it!”

Hua Er and the others asked in unison.

Cai Hu was slightly excited. He understood the situation, but he still maintained a calm expression.

"Well, to tell you the truth, I don't have any left this time!”

"I'm really sorry!"

Cai Hu said slowly.

"Ah, that's a pity!"

"How's your production? We can place an order for you!”

Just as Wall was about to speak, the French merchant, Art, spoke first.

Yate's words represented the thoughts of everyone else. Their eyes were filled with desire, like the eyes of a hungry wolf.

"Uh, this, my production is not bad. I can produce 100 pieces of soap a day!”

Cai Hu replied calmly, as if it was true.

The rarer a thing was, the more valuable it was. Moreover, the quality of this soap was already at the level of the 21st century. It could be said that this was the only one in the world.

Cai Hu was a kind person, but kindness depended on who he was facing. There was no need to be so honest with these foreign bandits.

If you were too honest, they would play you instead. These people could not be described as despicable. Cai Hu would never forget the humiliating history of nearly a century.

"Ah, so little, my Hua 'er has reserved all of them!”

Hua Er replied quickly.

When Wall said that, Yates and the others were very dissatisfied. They all glared at Wall.

Although he didn't directly turn hostile, his gaze was saying," Who would do such a thing? Do you treat us like air?"

After a series of arguments, Cai Hu gave each of them an order of 50,000 yuan of soap. There were a total of 12 people, which was an order of 600,000 yuan of soap.

This was equivalent to two months of production after the workers in the soap factory became proficient. The rarer the item, the more valuable it was. Before coming here, Cai Hu had planned to sell the soap for ten yuan per piece, but now it seemed that he had to double it.

The business discussion lasted for more than half an hour before Cai Hu sent off the white pigs. Looking at the departing Westerners, Cai Hu's lips curled into a smile.

"An order of 12 million yuan. Damn it, we've made a killing this time!”

If Cai E knew about this, he wouldn't believe it. 12 million was equivalent to the Military Governor's Office's financial income for nearly ten years.

After placing the signed orders back into his room, Cai Hu went out to buy a high-end suit and went to a big restaurant to have a good meal.

Just as Cai Hu finished his meal and took a rickshaw back to the hostel, he found a foreigner arguing with more than ten hooligans.

These gangsters were dressed differently. They obviously belonged to the underground forces of Shanghai Bund. The leader even carried a pistol.

When Cai Hu saw this, he ordered the rickshaw driver to stop and quietly approached these people.

"Andre, you should pay back the money you owe us. It's been a month!“

The hooligan in the lead was dressed in a suit and leather shoes. His eyes were ruthless. He smoked a few cigarettes and threw them on the ground to crush them.

Andre was obviously a little scared and flustered.

"Everyone, it's only 1000 dollars. If it wasn't for this damned war and those damned Britons, I, Andre, wouldn't owe you this much money!”

Andre was being threatened. The feeling of being forced into a corner was too unbearable.

Andre had always been a dutiful businessman. As a businessman, he believed that the goods had to be refined to the best of his abilities and satisfy his customers in order to earn that profit.

He had thought that he could come to China to dig up gold, but the war in Europe just happened to break out. As a German businessman, he was being squeezed out by the power of several countries. His shop was also robbed empty at night. Under the hardship of life, he had to borrow money from a bank.

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