The Traverser of Marvel World

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After leaving the pier, Liu Ruian, who was carrying a black suitcase, reached out to hail a rickshaw.

It is also due to the fact that the New China had just been established in 1950, and the domestic situation had not yet been completely settled down.

After going through the tragic and long war, everyone in this area needs enough time to recuperate.

The higher-ups haven't dealt with the private-sector rivals below, otherwise, it would be troublesome to hire a rickshaw.

"Where is the guest officer going?" The coachman, who was dressed similarly to the old photo, asked courteously.

Hearing that the other party obviously did not speak Jinling's local accent, even the current Liu Ruian couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

In Jinling, which suffered a catastrophe, more than 300,000 people were actually massacred, plus the population loss caused by the war.

As a result, this ancient capital of the Six Dynasties had to relocate the surrounding population in. It is normal to hear foreign accents.

"Go to the central bank." Liu Ruian, who got into the car, said.

"There is no central bank for Keguan now, only Zhonghua ￡↑dǐng￡↑ǎn￡↑Xiao￡↑ said, ..｜≯o People's Bank of China Nanjing Branch." The coachman explained graciously.

"This is the place, are you going?" Liu Ruian, who glanced at the other party, asked.

"Of course, please sit down, sir." With a southern Anhui accent, the coachman said politely, then he pulled up the car and started to run.

Looking at the back that looks like it has no flesh, but is actually very strong, Liu Ruian's eyes flashed a playful look.

"I haven't been back for a long time. I feel that my hometown has changed a lot." Looking at the scenery on both sides of the road, Liu Rui'an said with emotion.

"Is the guest officer also from Jinling?" While maintaining a steady speed. The coachman said without looking back.

"What? Don't I look the same?" Liu Ruian, who switched to the authentic Jinling carrot, asked back.

"Oh. If the guest officer had said that earlier, I wouldn't have asked." The coachman, whose tone was still full of hospitality, said with a smile:

"But I think the guest officer hasn't come back for a long time,

It looks like he came back from studying abroad, right? "

"Yeah, it's a pity that I came back late, otherwise I must let the little devil see the power of Chinese martial arts!" Liu Ruian said along the topic.

"National art?" The coachman's tone was evidently tinged with astonishment.

There's no way, no matter who made Liu Ruian dress up like this, no matter how you look at it, it looks similar to those students from rich families.

No matter how you look at it, it has nothing to do with those big bosses wielding knives and guns.

"Yes. It's a national art that only kills people and doesn't perform!" Liu Ruian, who had a smile in his eyes, said firmly.

Faced with this answer, the coachman was silent for a few seconds, and then the authentic southern Anhui accent sounded again.

On the next road, the driver and the driver had a lively chat.

From when Japan invaded the Chinese territory from a young age, to when the country was just founded, it was a waste of time, and then it was planned to open martial arts gyms and factories to invest in industries to support the country and so on.

There are a lot of topics, and the content also successfully portrays Liu Ruian as a patriotic and passionate returned overseas Chinese.

The rickshaw, which slowed down unknowingly, finally stopped in front of the gate holding the banner of "People's Bank of China Nanjing Branch". Liu Ruian, who got off the rickshaw, took out two silver dollars and put them in the driver's hand.

"Do you still accept silver dollars now?" Liu Ruian asked.

"Accept. Of course."

The coachman who took the silver dollar and looked at it, said while pinching the middle of the two Mexican eagles with his thumb and forefinger, and then blew lightly, followed by a soft moan of "Zheng!"

With the driver's eyesight. It took only a while to confirm that the two eagles in his hand were not fakes.

Besides, it's right at the gate of the bank right now, so don't worry about going in and checking it out.

but. For the coachman it was completely useless.

Don't look at the fact that the People's Republic of China has issued the first set of soft sister coins, but for the folks. The hard currency is still silver dollars and copper plates.

There are many versions of silver dollars, from Long Yang in the late Qing Dynasty to Yuan Datou, who is famous for later generations. Mexican eagle ocean is also one of the more widely circulated.

"Guest officer, two dollars is too much. This is my first transaction today, and I don't have any change." The driver with two silver dollars said awkwardly.

"If you have too much money, just treat it as tea money for chatting with me."

Seeing the embarrassment on the other party's face, Liu Ruian, who still showed a hint of the cunning of the petty bourgeoisie, smiled and did not give the other party a chance to speak, turned around and went into the bank.

"Thank you, official reward!" The coachman happily put away the two silver dollars close to his body, but he did not forget to thank him loudly.

Liu Ruian, who ignored the driver behind him, quickly walked into the lobby of the former central bank

Unlike the banks of later generations, the banks of this era did not have any bulletproof glass.

However, the interior of the former central bank must be much more magnificent than the savings bank below, and the decoration and layout of the lobby are not much worse than those of later generations of banks in many respects.

I don't know if it's because Liu Ruian looks rich in this outfit, or because there are not many people saving money in this era.

There was no need to wait, Liu Ruian was invited to sit down at a counter.

"Excuse me, what does this gentleman need?" The man, who should obviously be a professional, asked politely.

"I'm an overseas Chinese who just came back from abroad. I would like to ask if the US dollars can be exchanged here?" Liu Ruian asked, putting the black leather case in his hand on his lap.

"It turned out to be an overseas Chinese who returned to China. It's a pleasure to meet you." The smile on his face instantly became a little more sincere, and he said:

"My surname is Zhao, Zhao Zhicheng. If you want to exchange US dollars for RMB, it is naturally possible."

"Today's exchange rate is 1 US dollar to 2ǎn75 RMB. I wonder how much you need to exchange?"

Fortunately, it is only 1950, and many aspects of the country still retain the management system of the Republic of China.

If in the future, private individuals want to exchange foreign currency, hehe...the end will be really hard to say.

"I think all of them have been replaced." Liu Ruian said after putting the box on his lap and patted it on the table.

"All?" Zhao Zhicheng's eyes fell on the box, and his first reaction was "This box is not full of money, is it?!"

In fact, although this product is not completely correct, it is not far behind.

After Liu Ruian opened the box, apart from some documents, silver dollars, and a few simple changes of clothes, the rest was all money, and it was all dollars!

After cleaning up, facing the huge sum of 500,000 US dollars, even Zhao Zhicheng couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

Regardless of the fact that during the period of the Republic of China, Zhao Zhicheng was the assistant manager of the German Bank.

I have contacted many rich people and a large amount of funds, but right now it is not the Republic of China but the People's Republic.

Privately took out half a million dollars in cash, hehe... I really rarely see it.

However, Zhao Zhicheng is not too surprised when he thinks that someone is a returning overseas Chinese.

After all, in the era of more and more wars, a large number of wealthy people took their property and went abroad to settle down.

But why does this person in front of him return to China at such a time? Is there any purpose? (To be continued.)