Chapter 6: My Heaven

An adventurer's paradise!

This alias of Shanghai, the vast majority of Chinese are not unfamiliar, but they have never known at all, after this sentence, there is a second half of the sentence. Shanghai is a paradise for adventurers, but a hell for the poor.

"And what about yourself?"

Chen Moran smiled coldly, since two weeks ago, on the day the ship docked at the Sixteen Pu Wharf, he had recognized this place.

"Hell for the poor!"

The sparse snowflakes fell on his shoulders, and Chen silently repeated the sentence.

"But...... It's my paradise! ”

Perhaps Chen Mo said that this era is his paradise, at least in this paradise, he doesn't need to worry that he will be pulled to shoot targets, and he will not appear in TV legal programs and become a shame to his relatives, this is his paradise

"Money!"

Thinking of the word heaven, Chen Moran muttered to himself the most important factor in heaven.

Whether it is Guangxu 27 or 2011, it is the same in one principle, no money is absolutely impossible, if you don't solve the problem of money as soon as possible, I am afraid that this is not only not heaven, but may become your own hell.

"Heaven is also difficult! ……”

Chen Moran shook his head and sighed lightly, and then walked into this old factory with a wooden brick structure, an old and even somewhat airy factory.

On the red brick foundation of the dilapidated factory, there is a German Hull Cellaxy laser engraving plate making machine, which is worth tens of millions of dollars, which is actually "stolen" by his partner, to be precise, robbed, from a plate making company in Shanghai, without this machine, it is impossible to manufacture gravure for printing money.

Next to the plate-making machine is a color offset printing machine, a color gravure printing machine and a paper cutter, plus three laptops and a laser scanner, which is all his current belongings, these machines were once regarded as a shortcut to make a fortune, but here, this is the guarantee of his own survival.

Since three days ago, after signing the lease in the study of the Sun Mansion, he was rented by Chen Moran, and the rent was not the high price of 5,000 taels at the beginning, but the low price of 3,600 taels.

"It's just a show, saving more than a thousand taels of silver!"

Thinking of the teasing in front of Sun Jingnan, Chen Moran couldn't help but hehe, looking at his factory, his face was full of pride, his eyebrows flashed with a look of hard work, although he was on crutches, his feet were much faster.

"Da, da"

From the container to the studio, from time to time the sound of the mouse, keyboard tapping, lying in front of the computer Chen Moran sometimes lying next to the computer by the magnifying glass to check the silver dollar ticket on the table, sometimes on the computer to make modifications, although the use of high-precision laser scanner can be accurate and unmistakable printing of the silver dollar ticket layout, but if the original image is directly used to make plates, the intaglio and the printed product will be a little blurry, the original image on the computer must be modified, every line, every pattern can not be let go.

"I didn't expect the shading of this ticket to be more complicated than 100 years later!"

Chen Moran, who trimmed the shading millimeter by millimeter on the computer, whispered to himself.

This 50 yuan silver dollar coupon of the Sino-Russian Daosheng Bank was carefully selected from the silver dollar bills issued by HSBC, Macquarie, Advantage, CrΓ©dit Agricole, Wallby and Citigroup, and he did not have a watermark, unlike the banknotes of other banks, which used simple or complex watermarks, and watermarks have always been the biggest problem faced by every counterfeiter.

"Buzz ......"

Laser engraving plate making machine in the operation of a slight sound, with the operation of the laser engraving knife, the copper cylinder slowly shows a subtle pattern, in this era relying on manual engraving of banknote printing gravure, at least it takes more than half a year, with a laser engraving plate making machine only takes dozens of minutes, and is not to make a printing gravure.

Chen Moran, who was lying in front of the table, held a cigarette at the corner of his mouth, letting the cigarette ash fall on his knees, and the 60-centimeter-long copper roller was on the roller frame.

All night, Chen Moran has been working hard, in the past, it took at least four people to work at the same time, but now he needs to complete it by himself, completely covering every step, when the six gravure plates are checked, it is already nine o'clock in the morning of the next day, and his stomach is already rumbling with hunger.

After eating last night's leftovers, Chen Moran started the gravure printing machine and started his first counterfeiting since coming to this era. The noise of the gravure printing machine is far greater than that of the laser engraving machine when it is running, but seeing the large bills appear in front of him, it is surprising that Chen Moran's heart is not as full of fear as in the past, but has a little more expectation, the expectation of a rich life.

"Tsk! Tsk......"

When inspecting the finished product, Chen Moran's lips involuntarily let out a sound of admiration, the lines under the magnifying glass are very clear, even if you use a tenfold magnifying glass, you can not find the common dots in electronic engraving plate making, the biggest advantage of Hull laser engraving machine is that it uses ultra-fine engraving technology to achieve the outline and text clarity that cannot be achieved, even if it is hand-made, it is just so, but hand-made plate making is not repeatable, even if it is the same person, it is impossible to carve exactly the same intaglio, But the electronic engraving can perfectly reproduce the master without the slightest deviation, which is the reason why the machine was snatched at the cost of murder in the first place.

Picking up another banknote on the table, Chen Moran carefully compared the paper feel of the two, the most difficult thing to make counterfeit banknotes is the feel of the paper, in order to pursue the feel, in the past, he even had to coat the surface with a thin hairspray to create a feel similar to a real banknote, and there is little difference between the two feels. The banknotes of the Sino-Russian Daosheng Bank are printed on thin paper, which is not much different from the newsprint they use in terms of feel.

"Almost!"

After carefully inspecting the finished product under a magnifying glass and confirming that there were no errors, Chen Moran breathed a sigh of relief, with this money as a foundation, he really had a place in this time and space.

"Hey......"

At the moment when the wooden door was locked, Chen Moran, who was wearing a tweed coat and a top hat, sighed lightly and walked out of the courtyard with a black civilization staff. There was a Western-style carriage parked outside the gate, and when the young man saw that the rental gentleman had come out, he quickly got out of the car, opened the door, and lowered the folding ladder.

"Sir, where are you going?"

The man at the carriage shop asked humbly before closing the door, for fear of snubbing this gentleman with a mustache and a well-dressed man, like this, who could kill himself with his little fingers. But he couldn't have imagined that this outfit was actually purchased by Chen Moran just yesterday.

When he bent down and nodded, seeing the pigtail horse-like braid behind his head, Chen Moran frowned, although he had been in this time and space for two and a half months, and it was said that he had adapted to the braid on the back of the man's head, but he couldn't accept it.

"Hua-Russia Daosheng Bank!"

Chen Moran spit out a few words, although in the past few days, he has spent more than 5,000 yuan in counterfeit banknotes in more than a dozen foreigners' shops, there is no problem with that kind of banknote to deceive the store, the most important thing is whether he can deceive the bank, after all, what he wants is not just to earn some pocket money, those shops, it is impossible to provide him with enough money to squander, only the bank can.

There was heavy snow in the lead-gray sky, and it was very difficult for the carriage to drive in the snow, even in the car, Chen Moran could clearly feel that the carriage had slipped many times when walking, so that he had to hold on to the handrails on the side.

Looking out of the carriage, the road on the twentieth day of the lunar month may be due to the heavy snow, there are no pedestrians, the street is empty, not to mention this kind of heavy snow, even those patrols on the street will nest in the patrol house to get warm or reunite with their families, occasionally you can see some beggars shivering in the wind and snow on the side of the road, although the distance is very far, but Chen Moran can still feel that most of those beggars have a dead despair in their eyes, maybe many of them will never be able to see tomorrow, Shanghai has never been a paradise for the poor, Now and 110 years from now.

On the snowy streets, no one will pay attention to the beggars who are shrunken and trembling in the wind and snow on the side of the road, but Chen Moran who is sitting in the carriage only feels a chill, Yanjing City is still occupied by the Eight-Nation Alliance, the governors of the southeastern provinces jointly protect each other, the emperor and the queen mother fled to Xi'an, who cares about these hungry and cold beggars in this troubled world.

"Maybe I could...... Help them! ”

"Sir, the bank has arrived!"

At this moment, the carriage door was opened, and the man of the carriage dealer quickly lowered the folding ladder and held the carriage door respectfully.

"Click......

The tip of the crutches in his left hand pressed on the ice and snow, making a crisp sound, for the current Chen Mo said, every step is difficult in this weather, the broken bones of the left leg have not yet grown, even if they are good, they can't do without crutches after the leg bones are deformed.

"Why don't you go back and let that foreign devil break his leg again?"

When he opened the door of the bank, Chen Moran distracted himself in a cranky way, carrying a counterfeit currency of 100,000 yuan in silver dollar bills, and entered the bank that issued this kind of silver dollar bills to exchange foreign exchange.

"Da, da......"

The sound of the tip of the crutch hitting the floor was resounding in the hall of the newly built Hua-Russia Daosheng Bank, and the bank clerks who heard the sound occasionally looked up at the "gentleman" who had just entered the door, and they didn't know that Chen Moran, who seemed to have a calm face, was already sweating at this time.

When the bank clerk in the lobby saw this "gentleman" with a disabled leg walking towards him, he quickly stood up and greeted him.

"Hello! Sir, is there anything you can help with? ”