My hotel is full of emperors throughout history.

"How much is this?"

"T-62 tank, in good condition, can be started, artillery system intact—$350,000."

Vasily added one more thing.

"Of course, this is the base price. If you want them to actually work, you'll need additional parts packages, maintenance tools, and... technical guidance on operation and maintenance. Those are separate."

Upon hearing Vasily's offer, Old Zhu froze.

"How much?"

Zhu Gaoxu couldn't hold back any longer and roared.

"Are you robbing me, you idiot?"

Zhu Di, disgusted by his embarrassment, kicked him, laughed, and pointed at the infantry fighting vehicle.

"What about this one?"

"BMP-1 infantry fighting vehicle, $220,000."

"..."

Zhu Di remained silent.

Oh shit!

This is blatant robbery!

He remembered Chen saying that one dollar was equal to seven yuan.

Let's calculate it based on the rule that one dollar equals one coin.

That is to say, one such vehicle costs 1.54 million cash, or 1,540 taels of silver.

This is just for one vehicle, not counting ammunition, fuel, and subsequent maintenance and other supplies.

Besides, his one coin wasn't worth as much as a dollar here...

"And this one? How much is this one?"

Zhu Gaoxu pointed to the machine gun they had just used.

"A PKM general-purpose machine gun, along with a basic load of ammunition, costs eight thousand dollars."

Vasily smiled, as if he were announcing the price of potatoes at the market.

"How much...?"

Zhu Gaoxu's eyes widened even more.

He counted on his fingers, mentally calculating, and after a long while, he muttered to himself.

"Eight thousand...that's fifty-six thousand coins? Fifty-six taels of silver for this iron rod?"

"Holy crap... this thing is that valuable?"

Vasily looked at Zhu Gaoxi's appearance, chuckled, and rubbed his hands together.

"Of course, if you need to establish sustained firepower, a single machine gun is not enough."

"I recommend at least one basic combat unit: four PKMs forming a crossfire network, coupled with a sufficient ammunition supply. Additionally,"

His gaze swept over Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Di.

"AK series rifles, reliable partners, priced at two thousand US dollars each."

"If you need to arm a... team... starting at fifty, I can offer a discount, but bullets are extra."

"Rifle ammunition costs $450 per thousand rounds. Without a reserve of 100,000 rounds, it's not very meaningful to establish suppressive fire."

"If we feel that the firepower of infantry small arms is insufficient, we have better options."

Vasily paused, then pointed to the canvas covering one side.

"The 82mm mortar is mobile and flexible, with indirect fire capability, and is very effective against simple fortifications and groups of people. A set of barrel, base plate and support costs 12,000 US dollars, and each shell costs 120 US dollars."

"Or, to put it more directly,"

He pointed to the other side.

"AGS-17 automatic grenade launcher, a cannon under the muzzle, with a large suppression area, costs $45,000 per unit, and each 30mm grenade is $35."

"RPG-7, a classic in anti-armor and assault warfare, costs $3,000 per unit and $800 per rocket."

……

With each word he spoke, Old Zhu and the others' faces darkened further.

However, before Vasily could finish speaking, Chen Mo stepped forward, his face icy cold.

"Two thousand dollars? An AK?"

"Mr. Vasily, the prices for other heavy weapons may fluctuate, which I'm not familiar with and therefore cannot comment on. But this AK-47, it's incredibly expensive, isn't it?"

Chen Mo sneered.

"At this time of year, do you really think I have no idea what its price is?"

He raised his hand and pointed in a certain direction.

"There are bundles of them, some still unopened, in the warehouses and markets over there!"

"The most expensive ones internationally are only $800, and in some places they're even sold by weight!"

"You could buy one for two or three hundred dollars!"

"Isn't your quoted price a bit too outrageous?"

Vasily's smile froze on his face, but he still forced a smile.

"Then... how can the quality of goods from those places be guaranteed? The source is dangerous, there's no after-sales service, and it might even lead to bigger trouble! What I have here is from legitimate channels..."

"Official channels?"

Chen Mo interrupted him, his tone undisguisedly sarcastic.

"In the current legitimate channels, we both know perfectly well where these guns in your possession came from."

"We chose this place simply because we felt it was safer and more secure, reducing unnecessary trouble and giving us peace of mind."

He paused for a moment, then spoke slowly and deliberately.

"However, if the price of this peace of mind is being taken advantage of like an idiot, then this security is worthless."

"My dear friend, you should know that I also have to pay to grease palms!"

Vasily looked troubled.

Chen Mo sneered.

"There's more than one path you can take. As for relationships... I can allow your price to be higher than other places, but yours is outrageously high!"

"Whether it's a genuinely friendly price or they're treating us like animals, I think you should know the answer in your heart."

Chen Mo's expression softened slightly.

"But don't worry, we have our own transportation methods. You just need to put the items in a warehouse, and leave the rest to us."

Chen Mo looked at Vasily, whose expression was changing back and forth, and spoke again.

"Besides... we're not buying a small amount."

"This is a big deal!"

The atmosphere instantly plummeted to freezing. Vasily's cheek muscles twitched.

He looked at Sergei, who avoided his gaze, appearing somewhat uncomfortable.

Chen Mo glanced at the two of them, remaining calm and composed, and slowly said.

"Business is negotiated, not fought over. Asking for an exorbitant price and then negotiating on the spot is the norm."

"But if the starting point is ridiculously high, then there's no point in haggling over the price."

Chen Mo looked at Vasily again.

"Let's start over, forget all the unit prices from before."

"We state our requirements, and you provide a comprehensive package price that includes everything—vehicles, firearms, heavy firepower, sufficient ammunition, basic accessories, and necessary instructions.

"Remember, we value reasonable prices and secure transactions."

"As long as the conditions you offer are worthwhile for us, then the cash is yours, and we'll be even and have no further dealings with each other."

"This is the last chance to make a bid."

Chen Mo concluded by adding in an unquestionable tone.

"Please think carefully before you speak."

Vasily's gaze lingered on Chen Mo's face for a few seconds before he suppressed his disdain.

He subconsciously looked at Li Shimin, Zhu Yuanzhang, Zhu Di, and others.

After Chen Mo spoke, these people stopped talking, either standing with their arms crossed or watching expressionlessly. Their silence created an invisible pressure.

When Vasily tried to make direct contact with them through his eyes.

Li Shimin simply raised his hand slightly, making a clear gesture, pointing at Chen Mo.

Zhu Di grinned and gestured with his chin toward Chen Mo, his meaning crystal clear.

The other people all shared the same sentiment.

He entrusted everything to Chen Mo.

Vasily's Adam's apple bobbed as he realized that his initial judgment had been seriously flawed.

Among this group, the one who is most deeply hidden is probably not one of those imposing guys, but this young man who was not initially placed in the main position for negotiations.

"Cough cough..."

Vasily coughed twice and forced a slightly awkward smile in an attempt to ease the tension.

"Dear friend, don't get agitated."

"The market...the market does have different price levels. I've heard about the situation you mentioned, but it's extremely risky, with almost no quality or after-sales support."

"We provide selected goods with basic condition guarantees, and we assume the risks inherent in this meeting itself. Naturally, the price will differ."

As he spoke, his mind raced, reassessing the situation.

Chen Mo just stared at him coldly, without saying a word.

Vasily also knew that empty talk was no longer useful.

He pondered for a moment.

"I need to ask my superiors."

Chen Mo shrugged.

"Go ahead."

Vasily has temporarily left.

Old Zhu watched Vasily's retreating figure and snorted coldly.

"Fourth brother, did you see that? They clearly treated us like suckers from the start, trying to rip us off."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Di felt a surge of anger within him.

Especially when Chen Mo said that an AK worth at most 800 was being sold to them for 2,000...

Holy crap!

They're really treating them like animals to be slaughtered!

Give him Zhu Di to wait!

Once he gets back and takes over the silver mine, he'll immediately go and fleece them!

Don't you guys like to fleece him?

He'll rip you off too!

They were just your ancestors!

Vasily didn't keep them waiting too long.

"My dear friends, I think I've managed to get you a good price."

……