"Why are there so many 50,000? Didn't 50,000 be issued in '53? Feng Hua asked casually pretending not to know.

According to Duan Liangyu's experience, when his father sold his property, it should have been at the beginning of the founding of the People's Republic of China, and at that time, 50,000 face values had not yet been issued.

"Yes, there were no 50,000 at that time, all the ones given were 10,000, 5,000, the boss was a bunch, and several big boxes couldn't fit it. My dad..... They all moved in the dark. ”

Duan Liangyu paused for a moment before continuing: "Later, my father slowly changed the small ticket in his hand to a large ticket, and when 50,000 yuan was issued, he went to the field several times to turn a few boxes of money into a box ......of money."

But looking at the little girl counting the money on the ground, his heart also jumped, this is an angel! If only he had met this little girl earlier, and his father would have lasted a few more years.

......

It took half an hour for Feng Hua to count all the money, and finally converted it into a second set of yuan, worth 53,200 yuan.

Zhao Yong's mouth was dry when he saw it, his eyes were red and his heart was hot, not to mention the party Duan Liangyu.

"Really... It's really all... Give me a change? Duan Liangyu stammered.

"You can change it, but you can get half of the benefit fee, and you can't let people be busy in vain." Feng Hua said.

Duan Liangyu was stunned, but think about it, without this little girl, this is a pile of waste paper, and giving this little girl is 26,600 yuan, it's worth it, it's worth it!

Feng Hua is not uncommon for half of the handling fee, but if she doesn't charge anything that doesn't match her identity, how can a businessman get up early if he has no profit?

"By the way, you want money? Or will it be exchanged for equivalent grain for you? Feng Hua asked, she didn't have any cash, and the 1,500 yuan she had was given to her by Zhao Yong before.

"Can it be exchanged for food? More than 20,000 yuan of food? Before Duan Liangyu could speak, Zhao Yong was the first to exclaim.

Who the hell is this? The family is in charge of the grain depot, right? But there is no such good quality corn in the grain depot, right?

"What kind of food can you exchange for?" Zhao Yong asked excitedly, the ears of corn are not the most worthless, but they are also the last few. Rice and white flour are valuable, and they can be sold for thirty or forty per catty!

Zhao Yong is now looking at Feng Hua's eyes as if he is looking at gold ingots, cash cows, and cornucopias.

He originally thought that this was a hammer deal, and he didn't know how people poured the 600 catties. I didn't expect that other people's abilities are like a bottomless pit, unfathomable.

"There's only corn at the moment." Nothing else can be busy, rice, millet, and wheat have to be threshed.

But she can't always sell corn, and when she gets her hands on a manual threshing machine, she plans to plant something else.

Duan Liangyu was a little undecided, did he want more than 20,000 cash or more than 1,000 catties of corn? Does he have more than 20,000 cash and still need to pour things? I was worried all day long, so I rushed to this amount, and I had to eat peanuts if I caught it......

But if more than 20,000 yuan of corn is sold, it will become more than 30,000 yuan in the current market......

He couldn't make up his mind.

Zhao Yong didn't care about him: "Can I buy some more?" There's no money now, but this batch will be rich right away! "This is a businessman.

"I'll come back next week. It will take half a month for this money to be exchanged, and you will think about it again. The last sentence was said to Duan Liangyu.

"Good, good! Ok, good, good! Both nodded in agreement.

In the end, Feng Hua carried a basket full of money, only a sack was covered with it, and walked out of the gate of the Duan family.

"Is that safe?" Duan Liangyu was worried, now there are people patrolling on the road, and when they see someone carrying a basket, they have to stop to see what is in the basket to prevent someone from speculating.

"It's okay, my people are at the mouth of the alley."

"Uh-oh." Forget about the elusive.

"By the way, you wait!" Duan Liangyu stopped Feng Hua, who was leaving, and quickly ran to the house, and came out with a small basket after a while.

"Here are some small tickets, they are not worth much, they are all given to you." These are the tickets he usually uses to light the fire.

Feng Hua took it with a smile. Decades later, where is the first set of renminbi that is not worth much? The most worthless ones are thousands, and some of the treasures in the receipts can reach tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands! For example, the 500 yuan Junder City is nearly 500,000 sheets! Of course, this is in good condition, and it will be much cheaper if it is not in good condition.

Feng Hua turned a few corners, passed by a public toilet, went in and out, and came to the long-distance bus station lightly, the time was just right, and there were still 10 minutes to go. The conductor is still the same as yesterday.

This time, Feng Hua took the initiative to hand over the 5 cents ticket, and the conductor looked at her, took it without saying anything, and let her get on the bus, without asking her how she was alone.

For more than 100 miles, people from the countryside either walked or drove ox-carts, horse-drawn carts, and donkey carts, and few people took buses. So there are not many people on the bus, and the 5 cents ticket at this time is really sky-high.

Along the way, Feng Hua summed up the experience of this transaction, and first made serious self-criticism, which was too thrilling. It can be successfully completed, all by God's favor.

I calmed down and thought about the past few days.

I was just reborn the day before yesterday, and I was ignorant, and I thought I was dreaming. Then I found the space and had another busy night to calm my excitement.

Then I drove for another day and saw Fang Yuan. This early in the morning, I made a big deal and got a huge amount of money.

With space and this huge amount of money, she will not do anything in the second half of her life, and she can also have no worries about food and clothing, and she can be at ease.

But is that really going to be the case? God's life is to shrink into space, secretly live a life of food and clothing, and then wait until he is fifty or sixty years old, has a huge amount of money, and lives easily?

How can it be!

She used to be rich, and she had many, many times more money than she does now, so it was a joke for her to stop fighting for this money, and wait for death to eat.

Rebirth, the greatest gift to her, is Fang Yuan......

But now Fang is far away in the sky, and she can't get close and can't get close. In those free years, what is she going to do, sell grain to make money?

Duan Liangyu opened a door for her.

Could she have done something more meaningful? For example, to save some treasures that have disappeared in the long river of history, to save those classics that have been burned, and to redeem some human regrets?

Feng Hua smiled and muttered, "Win-win, why not?" ”

......

As soon as Feng Hua left, Zhao Yong put away all the expressions on his face, pulled the stunned Duan Liangyu and ran home.

It wasn't until he saw that the golden corn was still under the bed that he sat down on the ground.

Everything is true, not an immortal jump..... They really met a little fairy!

"What day is it?" Zhao Yong asked.

"March 28, 1960." Duan Liangyu said.

"Remember today, this is our anniversary in the future, and it is a more important day than birthday!"

Duan Liangyu nodded fiercely.