Mr. Chen is really angry! With so much money, he will give it away. ”

"This is called sticking a knife in the ribs for a friend!"

"Otherwise, how can you call the Flying Tiger Battalion Commander? In my opinion, it should be called General Flying Tiger, and with someone like Mr. Chen as a general, why worry about foreign troubles?"

Listening to everyone's sycophants, Qiao Fei's nose was almost crooked.

Chen Yanming was obviously disgusting him, and made a bunch of dog legs who didn't know anything to hold stinky feet on the side, but Qiao Fei didn't dare to turn his face when he got it.

So does Qiao Fei dare to turn his face?

He really wanted to shoot the case, smack Chen Yanming's face of shit, and left with his sleeves brushed up.

But when he thought of Ryusi who was about to be released from prison, his courage was deflated like a balloon that had been punctured.

"Haha, Brother Feihu, you're joking, don't you know me? Money is a problem for me?"

Qiao Fei suppressed his anger, laughed, let go of his hand, threw the ocean, swept his eyes casually, and was about to speak, but suddenly his eyes froze.

The appearance of this ocean is brand new, and the style is the same as that of a regular silver dollar, except for the text on the obverse......

"Brother Flying Tiger. ”

Qiao Fei raised his eyes, glanced at Chen Yanming with a smile, and said pointedly: "There is a sentence that junior brother has to remind you, the city gate pass is a key point of defense, and the brothers who are arranged to be on duty must be carefully selected!

"Hey, they're all rough guys with guns, and the pen is too thin, how can a few of them be used to holding it?"

Chen Yanming smiled and waved his hand, and then asked with some doubts: "What are you talking about?

"Of course there is a difference. ”

Qiao Fei picked up the ocean, blew it, put it to his ear and listened, and then rushed to Chen Yanming head-on, and said with a smile: "If you know how to read, you won't be able to receive such a private silver dollar." ”

"What ......"

Qiao Fei's last few words were lowered very lowly, Chen Yanming didn't hear it too clearly, and just wanted to ask, but he suddenly saw a few words on the front of the silver dollar in Qiao Fei's hand.

Above the profile portrait of the president, there are seven characters written impressively, made in the Ming Kingdom of China in ten years!

Ten years to build? This is a private minted silver dollar!

Chen Yanming's eyes widened instantly, and he grabbed the silver dollar, but was dodged by Qiao Fei and caught empty.

"Beware, Brother Flying Tiger, sit tight, don't fall. ”

Qiao Fei glanced at him, put the silver dollar in his pocket with a smile, and patted it with his hand.

Chen Yanming's face was a little ugly, he threw away the cards in his hand, turned around and touched the basket.

Everyone originally accompanied him to play cards, but when they saw him stop, they could only put down the cards and wait for him, but they didn't know what he was going to do.

The oceans in the baskets churned among the coppers, and he picked them out and examined them carefully.

Joe Fei drank his tea slowly, he was not in a hurry at this time.

Chen Yanming rummaged through the basket, picked out a bunch of oceans, and put them on the table, but the more he picked them, the more ugly his face became.

Looking at the stacks of ocean on the table, everyone else at the table couldn't help but take a few more looks.

Although many of them have more net worth than these oceans, when so many oceans are put together, the feeling of piling up mountains is still quite shocking.

Chen Yanming stopped and straightened up with a dark face.

Holding his knees, he frowned and pondered for a moment, then said, "Everyone, I'm sorry, I have some private matters to discuss, you should avoid them first." ”

When they heard this, they got up one after another, took their leave, and left.

When the idlers went out, Chen Yanming turned his face, looked at Qiao Fei, and said coldly, "Show me." ”

"See what?"

Qiao Fei pretended to be stupid, and when he saw Chen Yanming looking at him with a straight face, he said with a smile: "You said that it was made in ten years? Oh! Brother Feihu, I didn't say you, how could this kind of thing appear in your jurisdiction? Fortunately, brother, I found out, if it is discovered by others, and sent to Zhang Dashuai or Nanjing, it will be troublesome!"

He rambled for a long time, but he didn't mean anything to take out the silver dollar.

Chen Yanming stared at him with a dark face for a long time, and asked coldly, "Qiao Fei, are you going to force me to do it?"

When Qiao Fei heard this, he couldn't help but squint his eyes: "Do you want to move me?"

Chen Yanming was silent.

Qiao Fei is also the young owner of the Qiao family no matter what, if he is really moved, the consequences will still be quite serious.

This time, Chen Yanming took Qiao Fei's sore spot, but he just wanted to knock him hard, and he didn't think about making him pay any price.

really let him move Qiao Fei, he really didn't dare.

But what about the ten-year-old piece?

It was a fake silver dollar, too fake to be fake.

This year is only the ninth year of the Ming Kingdom, and that silver dollar was actually made in ten years.

You know, making a fake silver dollar is not that easy.

If it is engraved with a daguerreotype and asked the master to make one, it doesn't matter, as long as the master's craftsmanship is high enough, it is not too troublesome.

I am afraid that the price of the silver dollar itself will not be enough to pay for the manual cost of making the silver dollar.

If it is minted by a machine, it is troublesome, which means that it is a private silver minted by the mint.

The silver dollars of the Beiyang government have always been minted by the General Mint and the Jiangnan Mint, and they are mainly minted in three years.

Although there were some eight-year buildings, most of them circulated in the south and did not flow to the northeast.

The right to mint is the foundation of a country, and except for the mints designated by the government, the coins produced privately in other places are privately minted.

Nowadays, warlords are divided all over the country, and there are also warlords in various parts of the three eastern provinces, but Zhang Dashuai is the only one who owns the mint.

In April last year, the Fengtian Mint went on strike, after which Zhang Dashuai drove the director away, forcibly merged the mint into the Ordnance Factory, and continued to mint silver and copper dollars.

However, the silver dollars minted in Fengtian are all made in three years, after all, the ones in circulation in the market today are mainly made in three years, and there are few in eight years, let alone ten years.

But he just saw a ten-year-old one, still coming out of the pile of tax money at his city gate.

Is it really made by Fengtian? Zhang Dashuai has news that Nanjing will issue a large ocean that has been built in ten years, so a batch will be made in advance for backup?

But the molds are not necessarily the same!

Minting coins is not such a simple matter, you have to get the mold out first, and if you don't determine the mold, how can Zhang Dashuai know in advance what it will be like to make it in ten years?

Therefore, this ten-year piece must have been made by Qiao Fei!

Chen Yanming is almost certain.

Did he change the bag and change it to a forged ten-year piece to bluff him?

It shouldn't be possible, he's not that stupid, and Qiao Fei is even less stupid.

Even if anyone present saw that the ten-year coin was taken from the tax money at the city gate, he would have a way to seal the mouths of those present.

So why did he do more?

Qiao Fei must have his own plans.

What if the ten-year coin was really taken out of this basket?

So how did Qiao Fei put it in?

He put it in when he entered the city? But it's been more than half a month since he entered the city!

Well?

Not good!

Chen Yanming suddenly thought of something, and the eight-character beard jumped slightly.

Qiao Fei has been in the city for more than half a month, and this time is enough for him to spend more ten years of construction, and perhaps, there are already thousands of ten years of construction circulating in the market of Huining Mansion.

Thinking of this, Chen Yanming gritted his teeth and glared at Qiao Fei, itching with hatred.

In order to mess with me, you really paid a lot of money!