"Boss, a bowl of soy milk, two fritters, and a plate of pickles."

Du Sheng followed the instructions of the cigarette vendor before and came to Huangputan Road and sat down at a makeshift breakfast stall near HSBC.

"Okay, I'll be right here."

The boss agreed, and then hurriedly helped with the side, wearing a shabby floral cloth dress, combing a ponytail, looking very delicate, looking thirteen or fourteen years old, the little girl said: "Hua'er, hurry up and cut two freshly fried fritters for this gentleman." ”

The little girl who was called a flower nodded, cut two fritters with her hands and feet, and brought them together with the soy milk and pickles that Du Sheng wanted, and said timidly: "Sir, please use it slowly." ”

"Thank you, Nong."

Du Sheng habitually smiled politely at the little girl, picked up the soy milk and blew and drank two sips.

"You're welcome."

The little girl was stunned, waved her hand busily, and quickly retreated to the middle-aged man's side, bowing her head and getting busy.

The middle-aged man who was frying fritters was also stunned, and looked back at him cautiously, feeling an indescribable weirdness in his heart.

He's been selling here for several years, and it's the first time he's seen a guest like Du Sheng say thank you to them.

Du Sheng didn't know what the two of them were thinking, and while chewing and eating breakfast, he secretly observed everything he saw.

Perhaps because it was still early, there were not many pedestrians on this street at this time, and he was the only customer at this breakfast stall. On the stall selling steamed buns next to it, three diners were munching on the steamed buns in their hands.

"Boss, do you usually come out so early to set up your stall?" Du Sheng asked after taking a few bites of fritters.

Hearing Du Sheng talking to himself, the boss was busy with the things at hand, and turned back to him with a smile before replying: "Basically, I come out to set up a stall at six o'clock in the morning, but there will be more people on this street at seven o'clock. ”

"Hehe, yes, there are mainly banks and chambers of commerce on this street, and people who work in this kind of place don't get up so early." Du Sheng smiled, he had checked the information in the past two days, Huangpu Tan Road belonged to one of the main streets of this period, and the businesses on this street were mostly banks, garment shops, pawnshops, silk and satin villages and other high-grade shops.

At this time, it was only six o'clock, and the people who worked on this street were still sleeping in the hot bed.

"Yes, HSBC and the shops in the neighborhood don't open until half past eight, and business is best between half past seven and eight o'clock."

It was still too early at this time, and Du Sheng didn't dare to run around, so he ate very slowly, and chatted with the vendor owner from time to time.

At first glance, when he heard what he said, the questions he asked were just casual words to pass the time, but in fact, they were invisibly searching for the information he wanted to know.

After eating for more than half an hour, he wiped his mouth and put down his chopsticks.

He glanced at the time, it was already a quarter past seven, the sky was already bright, the morning glow had risen in the sky, and there were more pedestrians on the road. From time to time, there are still yellow sports cars, bicycles, and small cars driving on the road.

And Du Sheng also saw a two-decker tram, just like the double-decker buses of later generations, but it looked much simpler.

"How much?" Du Sheng casually took out a silver dollar from his pocket and asked.

"Sir, it's just a dime." The boss wiped his hands, walked over quickly and said with a smile.

Du Sheng has not yet figured out the specific era he is in, and he doesn't know what the price of a dime represents. He didn't say much, and casually handed over the silver dollar in his hand.

The ten silver dollars prepared by Du Sheng were bought from a regular antique store, and the guys in the store repeatedly promised that they were definitely real guys during the Republic of China, and said that if they were found to be fake, they would take them back at any time, and they would compensate them tenfold.

It cost him five thousand dollars to buy the ten silver dollars. And he is still the cheapest Yuan Datou he bought, according to the guy at the antique store, in addition to the Yuan Datou in his hand for five hundred yuan a piece, there are also seven hundred and more than one thousand.

Depending on the age of casting, the value in later generations will also be different.

In Du Sheng's impression, silver dollars and gold bars were the strongest currencies of that era, especially Yuan Datou, which was basically used in all TV dramas in the Ming Dynasty.

The hawker boss took Du Sheng's silver dollar with both hands, looked at it carefully, and then found a few banknotes and handed them over respectfully, and said with a smile: "Sir, this is looking for your money." ”

Du Sheng took the few banknotes he handed over noncommittally and looked at them curiously, only to see that the words "22 years of the Republic of China" and "two jiao" were written on them. At the bottom is a string of red numbers, which is supposed to be the code of the note.

"In the twenty-second year of the Republic of China, that is, in 1933 AD. This should be the legendary fiat currency, and the information says that when the French currency was first issued, the purchasing power was very strong. Two dollars can make a table of four meat and four vegetarian banquets. The face value of the two corners should be that the fiat currency has just been launched, and now this situation does not look like Little Japan has hit Shanghai Tang. That is, it should now be sometime between 1933 and 1937. ”

Du Sheng quickly analyzed it in his mind, and before he came, he had checked the prices of the Republic of China on the Internet. From the point of view of prices, it is also the right number for his speculation.

According to some data, in 1934, the price of a pound of pork was two cents and nine, in 1935 it was two cents and one, and in 1936 the price of rice was two cents and a half a pound.

Considering that Shanghai Tang was the most prosperous city in China at that time, it was known as the largest metropolis in the Far East, where every inch of land was valuable, and there were concessions and many foreigners living here. It's normal that prices here are higher than in other places.

A meal is a dime early, nothing is wrong.

"According to this calculation, it is really not a good way to exchange real-world Huaxia coins for silver dollars and spend them in the Republic of China. A large ocean of 500 pieces, two fritters, a bowl of soy milk and a small plate of pickles to eat one-tenth! A meal of 50 yuan is the most expensive breakfast I have eaten in the past 23 years, and I can't afford to hurt it. ”

Thinking of this, Du Sheng finally understood why the protagonists of the novels in the online novels who traveled back to the Republic of China period have always taken the silver dollars, gold bars and antiques of that era to the modern society to exchange for money, instead of stupidly exchanging Huaxia coins for silver dollars like him.

"But I don't regret spending the 5,000 yuan, no matter where I go, I don't have confidence if I don't have money in my pocket."

According to the proportional conversion, although Du Sheng is distressed, he does not regret it.

If you have experienced some things yourself, your memory will be more profound, and you will be able to integrate them faster and better.

"Sir, is there any problem with finding your money?" Seeing that he had been staring at the money in his hand, the stall owner asked cautiously and nervously.

"Huh? There's nothing wrong with that. ”

"Rickshaw!"

Du Sheng suddenly came back to his senses, and a rickshaw happened to pass by, and with a quick move, the driver quickly parked the car in front of him.

"French Concession, Longsheng Commercial Bank." Du Sheng sat up and looked at Erlang's legs and said casually.

"Okay, sit down."

The coachman greeted him and steadily pulled him away quickly.

Longsheng Commercial Bank is a name he learned from the mouth of the owner of the breakfast stall in the small talk just now. According to him, Longsheng Commercial Bank is the most fair commercial house in the French Concession and has a good reputation. In addition to trading, Longsheng Trading Company also does pawn business.