1387 My heart is like a stone

The hell in the eyes of the willow bug resurfaced again, Boss Wang howled miserably, he jumped up and scolded the Qinglong boss for his shamelessness, and even wanted to rush up and scratch people with his nails.

But he forgot that the gambling stalls were run by gangs, and those people were not good men and women, and you dared to do a small business, and the boss of Qinglong kicked him away with his foot.

A Qing's sister-in-law was laughing, he laughed that he really had a good vision, and he was able to change the banknotes into silver coins early, and now there are shiny brand new silver coins at home and in his arms, and he looks at it steadily.

Sister-in-law A Qing retreated to the side of the street, watching how the crowd went crazy, this feeling of standing on the dry bank and watching the hair water was really refreshing.

Suzhou City was in chaos again, the willow bug pinched a dozen silver dollars in his arms, and stupidly watched the street that was still empty just now being covered by crowds in an instant, and people surged up like ants, layer after layer, wave after wave.

The price comparison on the blackboard rolled upwards, starting with one to four hundred, and then to one to five hundred, six hundred, seven hundred, eight hundred...... Due to the lack of more large merchants in Suzhou, the price comparison was maintained to the highest point in horror, one to eight hundred and eighty yuan.

The willow bug is already frightened, a silver coin can be exchanged for 880 yuan of paper money at this moment!

I have the impression that when this kind of gambling market first appeared, there was a sky-high price of 1,100 and 20, but that price only lasted for two hours and began to fall.

Since then, the willow bug has watched the changes in the numbers on the blackboard every day, he is actually not a natural beggar, the willow bug was originally a child of a very wealthy peasant family, not a landlord but the family also has a few acres of thin fields, parents and grandparents are there, and the willow bug even studied for a few years when he was a child.

Then it was the war that destroyed everything, ruined his home and all his possessions, and made him an orphan, a beggar. The year before last, he went back to his hometown once to beg for food, only to find that the small village in his hometown had been erased by the war.

The willow bug was educated when he was a child, so he could read the words written on the blackboard, and during this time, the willow bug saw the numbers on the blackboard change, but he could faintly feel the change in power in his heart.

From the moment the gambling stall appeared, the willow bug realized that this kind of thing was actually a psychological change of the gamers, before the Russian expeditionary force and the Chinese army did not go to war, when the final war results were not released, those people in Jiangnan who had a lot of money in their hands used the last bit of time to bet on the exchange rate of silver coins and paper money.

Anyway, the money is idle, and it is better to gamble a little, and maybe you can still make some money! Under the influence of this psychology, coupled with the design of a group of professional bookmakers, there are gangs in the major gambling stalls in the entire south of the Yangtze River.

In fact, this kind of gambling stall is to fight the whole group of people to see the strength of the two consciousnesses, today people are bullish on the south ticket, then there will naturally be action, the bullish people have more power to act, then the price of the south ticket will increase.

The performance on the blackboard is that the fewer the southern tickets are exchanged for a silver coin.

However, when the value of the South Ticket is high to a certain extent, for example, within 100, the number of bears will gradually increase, and the situation of selling paper money will become more and more intense, and this change in power will make the price comparison begin to increase, from less than 100 to 300, 400 or even 500.

No one wants to deal with Liu Bedbug, and the willow bug does not communicate with others, he is like an old monk who carefully observes the changes in the handwriting on the blackboard, and looks at the changes in life at the door of the bank.

He never thought of using his nearly 10 million southern tickets to gamble, he seemed to have an inexplicable sense of detachment, and he seemed to be unable to integrate into that crazy emotion.

His heart is very determined, it is like a stone, he has only one belief, that is, Xiao Chengxiang spent so much money to print so many exquisite southern tickets, it is impossible to paste the wall for everyone.

Just such a simple thought made him a calm and somewhat cruel stone in the whole financial turmoil.

Some people say that they laugh at the ebb and flow of the tide and the clouds and clouds, while the willow bug is cold-eyed and looks at the competition between the long and the short, and the people's hearts are happy and angry.

However, the madness of gamblers on weekdays is absolutely incomparable with today's despair, the two forces have been completely out of control at this moment, and there is only one desperate voice in the entire market and the whole city: "Throw away! Throw away all the southern tickets, and leave no ......."

People don't have time to care about whether the price comparison on the blackboard is appropriate, in fact, their current behavior is no different from throwing money on the street, holding a 1,000 yuan south ticket in the end is just a silver coin and add some copper coins, why bother?

Why do you squeeze into those who only have three or four hundred yuan bills in their hands? Exchange those notes for some copper coins? That's what you're for.

The willow bug didn't know how to do it, he suddenly cried, and he suddenly shouted outside the crowd, "Why are you changing this? Keep the money at home as a thought, it's better than throwing it away in vain, go home, woo woo...... Go home, all of you!"

"Auntie, how much can you exchange for such a 200 yuan banknote in your hand? Squeeze into the crowd and make another three long and two short, how can your family live? Go home, go home......

"This big brother, you are the big boss, you have exchanged all your net worth for silver dollars, how much can you exchange?

The willow bug was in tears to persuade those crazy people in the crowd, he really couldn't understand what it was to exchange more than 10,000 banknotes for dozens of silver dollars, what was it!

Will people listen to the advice of a stinky beggar? Of course not, all those who were persuaded looked at the willow bug with hatred, and they wanted to beat him to vent their anger.

"Get out, dead beggar...... Don't delay us in exchanging money...... Oh my God, it's down again...... It's 820, squeeze forward!"

The willow bug was pushed to the edge of his dilapidated shack in the corner, and his tears couldn't stop flowing, he knew that after today, countless people in Jiangnan would commit suicide, and many families would die.

But no one listens to him, and no one listens to a beggar's teachings.

The crowd was squeezed into a big lump in front of the willow bugs, and some were even squeezed to death in it, and the corpses moved left and right with the waves of people.

The silver coins in the counter were disappearing like the flowing sea, and the silver coins collected were rising like a hill, and the little guy who stuffed the paper money into the sack alone found more than thirty people, and everyone was tired and sweating.

"It's over, these people are all over, there is no way to save them!" the willow bug cried.