The night is getting deeper.

But in the study, Qian Bixing did not sleep, but was looking at the "Theory of Money" by a foreign economist. Although he has read this book no less than five times, every time he reads it, he will have new gains and new inspirations.

The whole purpose of the book is to maintain the stability of the price level and the equilibrium of the economy, how to maintain the equality between investment and savings, and how to bring the market interest rate into line with the natural interest rate.

It is a theory of price determination, which takes price stability as the axis and explores and analyzes various factors affecting price fluctuations in theory and policy......

At this time, his son Qian Feng walked in and said, "Dad, it's eleven o'clock, aren't you still sleeping?"

"Look at it a little longer. The old man Qian Bixing said.

"Not too late at night. After Qian Feng finished speaking, he wanted to walk out of the study, but Qian Bixing stopped him.

"Xiaofeng, come here, chat with Dad. Qian Bixing said.

Qian Feng was stunned for a moment, then walked over and sat aside.

"Xiaofeng, do you say there is a bank in the underworld?" Qian Bixing asked after a moment of silence.

Qian Feng couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this, and said: "There should be, when we usually worship our ancestors, don't we burn paper money or something?"

"That's right. ”

Qian Bixing nodded, and said with a little open thinking: "However, those dark coins in the world, one is one billion, tens of billions, and it will definitely be inflationary if it is burned." If this problem cannot be solved, the underworld will definitely be in chaos......"

He shook his head, as if thinking of a solution.

And Qian Feng couldn't help but smile, why did Dad suddenly become interested in the banks of the underworld? Could it be that Dad took his casual joke before?

Or, Dad still cares in his heart, the fortune teller's words?

When people get old, they will inevitably think more about these things......

"If I were in charge of the underworld bank, I would definitely not let them ......mess around," Qian Bixing said, and then based on his impression of the underworld bank, he combed through the underworld bank and told his son how he solved these problems.

Qian Feng quietly heard, and when there were different opinions, he would also say two sentences to explain his own views. However, he was not his father's opponent at all, and Qian Bixing quoted scriptures and classics to find countless bases for his arguments.

"Dad, come on, I can't talk about you in this regard, you are an authoritative expert in currency, and you enjoy special allowances from the state. Qian Feng smiled bitterly.

"I usually go out less to play and read more books at home. Qian Bixing said in a lesson tone.

"Good, good. ”

Qian Feng nodded again and again, and then asked: "Dad, let me ask you a question, how should the underworld solve it, the paper money burned in the world? If the underworld can't receive the paper money burned in the world, it will be meaningless to continue the discussion." ”

"If the underworld really exists, then the underworld will definitely be able to receive the paper money burned by the human world......" Qian Bixing said slowly, because for thousands of years, the legend about this has been the case, and the underworld can receive the paper money burned by the human world.

If you don't receive it, it doesn't seem to make much sense.

"As for how to solve it?"

Qian Bixing thought about it seriously, because this was a big problem, and after a while, he asked, "What do you think?"

"If a denomination of 10 billion yuan is burned, and it is really converted into 10 billion in the underworld, the problem of inflation cannot be solved at all. Qian Feng shook his head and said, "However, the paper money burned in the world must be received in the underworld, so the problem comes......"

Although Qian Bixing has thought of many ways, this problem cannot be solved, then everything will return to the original state, and the prefecture is still inflationary.

"Actually, I have a little bit of an immature idea. Qian Feng smiled and said.

"Tell me about it. Qian Bixing said.

"You can introduce the theory of merit, the more merit the Yin soul has, the more stygian coins will be received, and the less merit the Yin soul will receive, the less stygian coins will be received. Qian Feng said that everything is based on merit, which is also in line with the idea of punishing evil and promoting good.

"On merit?"

Qian Bixing's eyes lit up, and he immediately deduced it and found that it was really feasible.

Dangdang!

At this time, in the living room downstairs, there was a faint sound of a bell.

"Hey, it's twelve o'clock?" Qian Feng was slightly surprised, he didn't expect that he had been chatting with his father for almost an hour, so he said, "Dad, it's twelve o'clock, go to bed." ”

But at this time, Qian Bixing was already lying on the table, seemingly asleep.

Qian Feng was stunned for a moment, but it took only two or three seconds for his father to fall asleep? I heard that the State Bank was going to implement a new monetary policy, and my father was one of the people in charge of formulating the plan......

During this time, my father worked hard.

When he took two steps closer and wanted to wake up his father to sleep, he suddenly noticed that something was wrong, and he couldn't help but shout in a hurry: "Dad, what's wrong with you?"

At this time, Qian Bixing was stunned.

He saw that he was sleeping on the table, but how could he see that he was sleeping on the table?

"Excuse me, is it Mr. Qian Bixing?" a cold voice sounded.

When Qian Bixing heard this, he felt that his whole soul trembled, and he couldn't help but look up in surprise, and saw that at some point, two soldiers in armor appeared in the study.

These two soldiers are very similar to the Yin soldiers in the TV "Iron Mouth".

Don't......

Are they Yin soldiers?

Qian Bixing was horrified in his heart, or did he have a dream?

"Excuse me, is it Mr. Qian Bixing?" the Yin soldier asked again, although his voice was cold, but it was full of respect.

"I am, who are you?" asked Qian Bixing.

"Excuse me, is Mr. Qian working at the National Bank as the deputy director of the Monetary Policy Department?" the Yin soldier asked again, as if to confirm.

Because there are too many people with the same name and surname in the world, even the Yin soldier may hook the soul wrong, and it is not strange to invite the wrong person.

"Yes, I am sure that I am in the position of Deputy Director of the Monetary Policy Department at the National Bank. Qian Bixing nodded and asked, "May I ask you...... Is it a Yin Soldier?"

"We are ordered by the king of the Chenghuang Mansion to invite Mr. Qian to the Chenghuang Mansion as a guest, and we will send him back before dawn. The Yin soldier said respectfully.

"Ahh

Qian Bixing couldn't help but scream, and couldn't help but wonder again, did he watch the TV of "Iron Mouth", so he had such a dream?

Otherwise, how can it be exactly the same?

"Am I really dreaming? But ......"

Qian Bixing couldn't believe it, looking at the two Yin soldiers and muttering to himself, but he had just discussed the matter of the underworld bank with his son.

How did you fall asleep in the blink of an eye?

So, he asked, "Is there a carriage drawn by two bones outside?"

"Mr. Qian is a guest of the Chenghuang Mansion, so naturally there will be a carriage to pick him up, so he doesn't have to worry about the long way, he can arrive in a moment. The Yin soldier was a little surprised, how did he know that there was a carriage parked outside?

"Really?"

Qian Bixing's eyes glared for a moment, and he was even more convinced that he was dreaming.

"Mr. Qian, please. The Yin soldier made a gesture of invitation, and then Qian Bixing stood up, as if there was a mysterious force pulling him there.

"Wait, can I talk to my son?" Qian Bixing said.

"Yes. ”

Yin Bing nodded, and then said, "But please Mr. Qian, don't waste time." ”

"No, no, just say it, soon. Qian Bixing said, and then he suddenly found that his soul seemed to have returned to his body, raised his head and said to Qian Feng, "Xiaofeng, the old man of the city god invited me to go to the city god mansion, I will come back before dawn, you don't have to worry." ”

After Qian Bixing finished speaking, he fell asleep on the table again.

And Qian Feng was stunned.

……