The League was a mix of dragons and snakes, including revolutionaries like Sun Yat-sen, Song Jiaoren and Huang Xing, as well as people like Chen Qimei, and the latter still accounted for a large part of the League, and the rest were a bunch of pseudo-revolutionaries who took advantage of the opportunity to read.

The most painful thing is that Sun Yat-sen and Song Jiaoren are too idealistic, and what China lacks at this time is practical talents.

Beiyang has an advantage in this regard, it can be said that a large part of China's talents in this era are under Yuan Shikai's hands, and Beiyang is more united than the Alliance, if it weren't for Yuan Shikai's desire to be the emperor and eventually lead to his own destruction...

"But even if Lao Yuan doesn't kill himself, it's impossible for me to take refuge in him..."Lying on the bed, Yan Guang exhaled. Even if I go to Beiyang and want to seek refuge with others, what do I have besides money now? Spell IQ? What's more, Yuan Shikai's men already have enough people, even if I run over, I will only be excluded..."

Thinking of this, Yan Guang sat up. "Do you really want to do it yourself? The $900,000 I bought in stocks will be increased by five, six, seven, or eight times by next year, which means that I will have at least $5 million in my hand by then..."

And five million dollars is equivalent to? "Fifteen million silver dollars?" Yan Guang sighed.

Fifteen million silver dollars may seem like a lot, and it is actually a lot, but if you consider that the cost of a battleship in this era is seven and a half million dollars... (The Netava class in 1911, the United States designed new battleships in 1913, and the lower tier was 12 million, the middle tier was 16.5 million, and the high tier was $19 million...) ）

Moreover, in this era, it takes at least seven or eight million silver dollars to form a new-style army, and at the same time, according to the military salary of ten oceans per soldier, a division needs more than 10,000 oceans at least more than 1 million oceans per year, and then plus the food expenses in the ordinary day (you can also not give it, but you need to pay the opening fee when you fight) to be served, and the equipment and ammunition wear and tear during regular training...

"Oh my God!! Kill me!!! Yan Guang hugged his head and wailed, startling the guy who had just replaced the innkeeper.

According to the calculations just made, fifteen million silver dollars could not even be formed into two divisions, and the annual maintenance cost of one division alone would cost two or three million. And if there is a conflict with other people, the loss of equipment and ammunition, Yan Guang doesn't dare to count it anymore...

Of course, Yan Guang can also get some rabble out, the one with guns and no guns, but the question is, if that's the case, then what is he going back to China for? It's better to be his rich man in the United States.

"At least before the Xinhai Revolution, I must come up with a way to make a lot of money!" Standing up from the bed, Yan Guang clenched his fists in a decisive gesture, a posture that happened to be seen by the hotel guy who was attracted by his voice.

The wailing like a mental attack and the current posture naturally made the guy think that Yan Guang was not mentally normal, and when the innkeeper came back from buying stocks with spare money, after the hotel guy told the boss everything he saw, the innkeeper sat on the ground and regretted listening to Yan Guang's words...

After buying a ticket from London to the United States the next day, Yan Guang left the hotel with a sad face on his boss.

As soon as Yan Guang left the hotel, the innkeeper handed over the business to the guy, and then went to the stock exchange alone to sell all the stocks he bought yesterday, but when he arrived at the stock exchange, he found that the rubber stocks he bought yesterday had actually risen a lot today...

The plan to sell all the shares was naturally over, and the innkeeper was still planning to buy some rubber stocks, but at this time, he inquired and found that all the original rubber stocks had been sold, and if he wanted to buy them, he could only wait for those rubber companies to sell new shares, or a new rubber company to open.

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After taking the carriage to the dock, looking at the crowd of people who came to see off their relatives, Yan Guang realized that he seemed a little too lonely to be alone.

But there is no way, I have only been in this world for more than half a year, and I have been hiding in a rented house for the first few months to get those inventions, and then after making money, I took a passenger ferry to London to buy rubber stocks, how can I have any time to make friends...

"After going back to the United States this time to deal with things, let's go back to China to have a look..."After all, China is my motherland...

After returning to the United States, Yan Guang first went to find out how the patents he got were selling. The news is not bad, and the sales situation is far better than expected, so when the dividend is distributed at the end of this year, Yan Guang will probably get more than $10,000, instead of the thousands of dollars previously expected.

If it was when he first came to the United States, hearing that he could earn so much every year, Yan Guang might have happily invited the whole hotel out for a big meal, but now...

"10,000 U.S. dollars is equal to 30,000 silver dollars, which is equal to 300 Mauser 98k or 600 Hanyang, the former is less than a battalion and the latter is a little more than a battalion..." If it's Makqin, you should be able to buy 30 pieces, and if it's Denmark's Madsen, you can buy 60 pieces..."

Not to mention the formation of such a small amount of money, even the consumption of maintaining a battalion-level army for a month is not enough, but if it is only a personal expense, or to run some small-scale industries, it is still enough, such as small textile factories and ash factories.

"It seems that after I finish dealing with my belongings at home, I will have to buy a ticket back to China..."

China, across the entire Pacific Ocean...

"Anyway, I won't be unlucky to be shipwrecked like my predecessor..."I don't know why such a thought suddenly popped into Yan Guang's mind.

Yan Guang has very few things in the United States, most of them are some tools that he bought when he first made the invention, and seriously calculate that these things are not worth a few dollars, and some of the tools are very large, if these things are shipped back to China, I am afraid that the cost of buying these things in China is higher, so their final fate is to be disposed of in the thrift market in the United States.

After disposing of all these things in the thrift market, Yan Guang had a few hundred more dollars on hand.

A few hundred dollars, more than a thousand silver dollars, mosquitoes are small but also meat, not to mention that the purchasing power of these silver dollars is equivalent to sixty or seventy thousand yuan in later generations.

After buying a ticket to China, considering that the situation in the country is not very peaceful, Yan Guang went to the gun shop to buy five pistols, originally the store owner recommended the Browning M1900 of the Belgian FN company, but out of nostalgia for childhood memories and trust in the German brand, Yan Guang still chose the Mauser pistol, which is the so-called barge gun.

"Whew, now I'm a three-shot shrimp." After firing more than 100 rounds to practice marksmanship, Yan Guang pinned three pistols to his body.

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