Just after the Spring Festival of '79, an underground private acquisition, the matter of closing gold tickets and pounds, the undercurrent surged, and groups of people walked through the villages and alleys, making the so-called dream of making a fortune.

There is a person in my brigade, his name is Meng Fantasy, thirty-four or five years old, medium build, tall and cultured, old and calculating, good at expressing himself, as long as there is a little wind and grass outside, he is the first person to know the information.

He had been waiting at my house for a long time when I had just returned from working in the fields that day, and when he saw me coming home, he was speechless with excitement. I stammered for a long time, and I didn't finish my words, but kept holding my hand and saying, "Good thing! Good thing!

I told him to sit down, not to get excited, and to drink his saliva.

It took him a long time to let go of his hand, take a glass of water poured for him by his lover, and sit on a stool to drink water and gasp.

I asked him what he had discovered, and he was so excited?

A few days ago, he went to the county government to find someone to do something, and learned a reliable piece of news in the county government:

It turned out that during the Spring Festival, I don't know who found out that someone was buying Guan Jin Ticket and looking for pounds.

From government agencies to government personnel, they suddenly set off a wave of acquisitions, and they took advantage of the Spring Festival to buy a large number of Kuomintang banknotes, which made people panic, lest they start slowly and will be snapped up by others.

There are also rumors that the Kuomintang is clamoring for a return attack and a big attack, and some people even say that they have landed on the coast, and some people say that some of the Kuomintang's special forces have been airdropped in such and such a place, and they are patrolling around looking for the purchase of the Kuomintang's Guanjin Tickets and banknotes, and the purchase price is one to one, and one yuan Guanjin Ticket can be exchanged for one yuan.

At that time, when the Kuomintang fled Taiwan, it printed 100 and 500 customs gold coupons, and even more tens of thousands of yuan customs gold tickets.

After the liberation, due to Chiang Kai-shek's panic and flight, the printed Guanjin coupons were scattered among the people, and boxes and bags became waste paper.

It can be said that in every village, the elderly people have these toys in their hands, because their ideas are outdated, they can't keep up with the development of the times, and they dream that one day Chiang Kai-shek will return to the mainland, and the waste paper in their hands will become treasures, so they are reluctant to throw them away.

In the end, he said: He has gone to many villages, seen a lot of gold tickets, wants to collect how to bear the lack of money in his hand, wants to partner with me in this business, and said that he has found a clue to the pound, if he can do this business, he will make a lot of money.

Because he was young and unreasonable, he saw that there was an opportunity to take advantage of it, and he didn't make money in vain, so he agreed to Meng Fanfan's request and expressed his willingness to give it a try.

The next day, I went to the Commune Bank to find an old man, borrowed 1,000 yuan in cash, and started a business with Meng Fanhua to buy Guanjin bills and banknotes, and took them in search of pounds.

The first time we went to Wanghulou, at the house of a landlord's mother-in-law, we received the Guan Jin Coupon and the paper money printed by the Kuomintang at a price of 300 yuan, with a total face value of 30,000 1000 yuan. The two of us were happy, thinking that we could make a lot of money this time, and when we went home, we had wine and food, and celebrated.

The second time I went to the countryside, I received Wu Qianqi Baiyuan Guan gold coupons.

For seven or eight days, we collected a total of 10,000 yuan in gold tickets and banknotes, but we could only be secretly happy and did not dare to make a noise, lest we leak the news and let others take advantage of the loopholes, seize the opportunity, or be smashed with black bricks.

He said he was happy, but he was really worried and afraid.

According to the conditions provided by Meng Fanfantasies, we went to Shuihuzhuang, the hometown of the son of Liu Wenxiao, a former Kuomintang high-ranking cadre, and found Liu Wenxiao's cousin Liu Wenwang, and asked him about the pound sterling.

He regarded us as spies of the Communist Party, thinking that we were engaged in temptation, so he did not mention the matter of the pound sterling at all, deliberately diverted the topic, talked about everything, and did not come up with anything valuable in the morning, so he had to return in defeat.

The next day we went to his house again, this time Liu Wenwang was not at home, I don't know if he deliberately avoided it, or if he really went out because of something.

His wife told us that we could go to Liu Wenxiao's daughter's house to have a look, and there might be hope of finding the pound.

According to the information provided by Liu Wenwang's wife, we found Hulai Village, met Liu Wenxiao's son-in-law Wang Zhengxian, and explained that his brother had left sterling when he went to Taiwan before liberation. On the third day, we were still not reconciled, and continued to search, and promised a high price, but we still did not ask where the pound was.

For several days, we did not leave Shuihuzhuang and Hulai Village, and we tried our best to make clever moves but did not see the shadow of the pound, so we had to give up.

By looking for the pound to no avail, I think that the acquisition of the Guanjin Ticket may also be a scam, and the three hundred thousand Guanjin Tickets in our hands have become our heart disease.

Meng fantasized about asking everywhere about the buyers who bought Guan Jin's tickets, but there was no information, waiting for the door-to-door receipt, and no one came to the door, and the Kuomintang did not dare to return to attack the mainland.

Meng Fantasies' hearsay caused the two of us to spend time and effort to get into more than a thousand dollars.