It was already midnight when he came out of Vasily's house, and if Li Xiaofeng hadn't insisted on leaving, the enthusiastic Vasily family would definitely have stayed with him for the night. Especially Vasily's mother, the old lady was almost as grateful to Li Xiaofeng as a life-saving benefactor, and wished that someone would live in her own house forever from now on.

However, this enthusiasm really made Li Xiaofeng unbearable, although he understood that the other party was grateful from the bottom of his heart, but what, it was not that he hated the poor and loved the rich, the conditions of this family were too difficult, in the words of later generations: transportation basically depends on walking, communication basically depends on roaring, and heating basically depends on shaking...... The rats beat them and came out with tears in their eyes.

You say that this kind of environment makes a certain "clean and self-clean" god stick get used to it? So in the midst of the thousand thanks of the Vasily family of three, someone stepped on his mount and "fled". Of course, it didn't run far, and at the next street corner, the guy stopped—no way, it drove too fast, and almost got into a traffic accident.

A 2B youth will not think that he has violated the rules, but that the other party should not walk too close to the middle of the road. As soon as this guy pinched the brakes, he immediately scolded: "I can't walk, I'm looking for death!" ”

The two of them were also shocked, and they didn't mean to wander in the middle of the road, they really got carried away for a while, and they were too involved in chatting.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" The attitude of the two is still good, at least 10,000 times stronger than a certain 2B youth.

Li Xiaofeng saw that the other party admitted his mistake, so he just thought about it, and dropped the sentence: "Be careful when you walk in the future!" Then he was ready to leave.

Then the first one recognized him: "It's you, Andrei. Comrade Petrovich! ”

Li Xiaofeng was a little puzzled, could it be an acquaintance. This thing looked up, and when I looked closely, I really knew each other, one was Gayurauf, and the other was Molotov. Suddenly this gossip thoughts, Gayulauf appeared in the Vyborg district to understand, he originally lived here, and he was also a local worker leader, but in the middle of the night in the cold and freezing weather, he accompanied Molotov out in pairs to press the road, it was not normal, no matter how you look at it, there is a basis!

"In the middle of the night, what are you?" Li Xiaofeng asked maliciously.

Molotov smiled and said: "The Central Committee has decided to republish Pravda, and I, together with Comrade Gayulauv, came out to call on comrades in the party to donate. I was so engrossed in the conversation just now that I forgot to look at the road, I'm really sorry. Speaking of this, he looked Li Xiaofeng up and down and said, "It's you, Andre. Comrade Petrovich, after a few hours of not seeing, you are a completely different person. If it weren't for Comrade Gayurouf's sharp eyes just now, I wouldn't have noticed that it was you. By the way, what are you doing here? ”

Li Xiaofeng didn't answer Molotov right away, he couldn't say that Vasily's family was too poor, he really couldn't stand it, wasn't this looking for a draw? It is rumored that if you are detained for discriminating against the working class, your political career will be over. He was more interested in Pravda, and even if he was a novice, he knew that Pravda was the party newspaper of the Bolsheviks, and its nature was the same as that of the Daily of the Fart in the Harmony State, which belonged to the highest level of mouthpiece. Of course, just as the people of later generations did not read the Daily News, Pravda did not always represent the truth, at least for the first month after the February Revolution.

However, even so, the republication of Pravda was a great event, and for a long time the main weapon of struggle of the Bolsheviks was this newspaper, and the members of its editorial board had as much power as the members of the Bolshevik Central Committee, and it can be said that whoever controlled Pravda had the right to speak in the Bolshevik Party.

For Li Xiaofeng, who is determined to make a name for himself in Russia in this era, it will definitely be good if he can catch the big ship of "Pravda", which is about to set sail. Someone immediately became interested in joining: "Pravda is going to be reprinted?" Great, how much money is missing? ”…,

Molotov and Gayurauf were suddenly depressed, and it seemed that the gap in funding was not small. But for Li Xiaofeng, I wish the gap in funds was as big as possible, if you got the funds, how could you mix up the credit.

So this guy asked again: "How much money is still missing, I can also help make up a little!" ”

In fact, this guy originally wanted to say, how much money is missing, I am all out. But when the words came to his lips, the 2B man thought that this seemed to be too high-profile, and it was better to keep a low profile.

Molotov squeezed out a little smile on his face: "Comrade Andrei, thank you so much for your active support of our work. So, how much can you contribute? ”

Li Xiaofeng was a little unhappy in his heart, brother just wanted to keep a low profile, you don't seem to take brother seriously! This guy felt despised and suddenly threw the idea of keeping a low profile out of the clouds, and immediately turned up his coat pocket and prepared to pay money to slap his face. It's just that I didn't yell at my brother, but I'm an immortal, and my brother is not bad for money!

But soon this guy was gone, and he forgot that the clothes and pants on his body were newly bought, so it seems that he is penniless now!

Immediately, the embarrassing appearance of these two goods was discovered by Gayulaofu, and he immediately said: "Comrade Andre, it doesn't matter. The revolution does not depend on the amount of money you give out, but the money you have to make a strong contribution, as long as you can vigorously support the republication of Pravda, you will be considered a meritorious service to the revolution! ”

Li Xiaofeng didn't feel any more comfortable, but felt that he had lost face, so he could only explain cowardly: "I just changed my clothes and forgot to bring my wallet......"

Molotov also comforted: "It's okay, Comrade Andrei. We all know the Tao, and we understand it. ”

The more they said this, the more embarrassed Li Xiaofeng felt, and this guy had the heart to mortgage his mount to these two people. Just when he was scratching his ears and cheeks, this guy suddenly touched a hard thing in his pocket, and suddenly he was in good spirits, handed over the hard thing, and said: "I really forgot to bring money on me, let's replace this first!" ”

began to see Li Xiaofeng handing things over, whether it was Molotov or Gayulaofu, they didn't care too much, thinking that the other party might have given a pocket watch or something, although it was not cash, but it could also be exchanged for money. At least this shows that the other party really forgot to bring their wallet, and this attitude is good. Like just now, they all thought that Li Xiaofeng was the kind of guy who was talking about the sky and retracted when he really worked hard.

"You are so zealous, Comrade Andrey!" Molotov just wanted to push the "pocket watch" back and ask the other party to pay the next day, but by the dim light of the street, when he finally saw what was in someone's hand, he suddenly stammered: "Kim...... Gold bar! ”

Gold bar?!

Gayulauf was also taken aback, he thought that Molotov had misunderstood, and immediately leaned in to take a closer look. Well, judging from the golden appearance alone, this flat strip does resemble the legendary gold bar, and it is not ordinary!

What a bunch of poor ghosts! I haven't seen gold bars!

Li Xiaofeng despised Gayulaof and Molotov enough in his heart, making you look down on my brother, who is just used to keeping a low profile. If you are told to know that such a gold bar can be replaced in an hour, your chin will not fall off!

That's right, this gold bar was exchanged by Li Xiaofeng in the cornucopia with immortal power, a little immortal power for one gram of gold, and fifty grams for a minimum of fifty. At that time, a certain earth leopard who had never seen the world exchanged for a fifty-gram gold bar and had a good time. Later, when Victoria and Angelina interrupted, he forgot about it in his pocket.

Molotov weighed it, and it seemed to be real in terms of weight alone, and if it weren't for someone looking at him right now, he would have wanted to put it in his mouth and take a bite.

"About two ounces (an ounce is a little over 28 grams)!" Molotov said to Gayulauv. …,

Li Xiaofeng didn't have an image of the British unit at all, but this did not prevent him from showing off: "Well, it should be fifty grams!" ”

How much can fifty grams of gold be exchanged for in this era, I don't know how many of these two goods are worth 156,000 in later generations, and there are not many people who donate 15,000 or 6,000 at will. Li Xiaofeng is particularly unkind to see such a master, in his opinion, how can he change the evaluation of a good young man. But then Molotov's words made his heart half cold.

"Fifty grams of gold...... How should this be bookkept...... "Molotov is in trouble.

"The black market price is at least five hundred rubles, and of course that's today's ......," Gayulauf said with a wry smile.

Molotov nodded and said, "Then I'd better remember fifty grams of gold!" ”

Five hundred rubles?!

Li Xiaofeng felt that his head was dead, isn't the ruble worthless, but he remembers that one yuan can be exchanged for four or five rubles, and the gold of this era is too worthless!

Well, forgive this ignorant **, take the new ruble of later generations and equate it with the gold ruble of this era, it is simply two to home.

Let's put it this way, the price of gold in 1917 was $20.64 or £4.25 per ounce, which means that one dollar could be exchanged for 1.36 grams of gold.

Speaking of rubles, in 1897 the gold content of the ruble was 0.774 grams, when the two rubles were about one dollar, of course, as the war progressed, the Russian economy tended to collapse, and the ruble was constantly depreciating, and by January 1917, one dollar could be exchanged for about 7 to 10 rubles! And the further back the ruble becomes, the less worthless it becomes, and later a dollar can be exchanged for two thousand rubles!

However, during the war years, gold, as a reliable hard currency, was far more valuable than paper money, and the purchasing power of fifty grams of gold was far stronger than five hundred rubles, but it is undeniable that paper money under the gold standard, even if it was a ruble that was notorious in later generations, was indeed valuable!

However, a certain 2B youth did not know all this, and at this time he felt that he had a big appearance, so he decided to get his face back: "Comrade Molotov, how many gaps do you have?" ”

Molotov was taken aback, 500 rubles is not a small amount for anyone, you must know that in 1916, the daily salary of a skilled worker was only 5 rubles, and a donation of 3 months' salary at a time was a large amount. Being able to unexpectedly receive this "huge" donation has saved him a lot of trouble, but listening to the other party's tone, it seems that he plans to donate again?

Molotov was very pleased with this, and he immediately replied: "There is still a shortfall of five thousand rubles, and if you can donate another part, the comrades of the editorial office will be grateful......"

Before he finished speaking, Li Xiaofeng replied nonchalantly: "Five thousand rubles, right, I'll cover it!" ”

Packed?!

Molotov and Gayulauv were stupid, you know, they were busy all afternoon and night, ran all over the grassroots party organizations in Petrograd, broke their legs and said that they had raised less than 5,000 rubles, and they thought that the rest of the money would have to be turned into comrades in other provinces, but who would have thought that they would inexplicably bump into the God of Wealth, and someone would solve it as soon as he touched his mouth. Such a good thing, to be honest, these two brothers don't believe it.

"Five thousand roubles is not a small amount!" Molotov felt that it would be better to remind him again, and if the other party regretted it the next day, then he would want to cry without tears.

Li Xiaofeng didn't care at all, stepped on his mount and said coaxingly: "I know, Comrade Vyacheslav Mikhailovich, you just wait for my good news!" ”