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After leaving the dock, Liu Ruian, who was carrying a black leather suitcase, stretched out his hand and beckoned a rickshaw.

It is also thanks to the fact that in 1950, not long after the founding of New China, the domestic situation had not yet been completely calmed down.

After the tragic and long war, everyone from top to bottom needs enough time to recuperate.

For the time being, the top has not yet competed against the private enterprises below, otherwise it will be troublesome to recruit a rickshaw to sit on.

"Where are the guest officers going?" The coachman, dressed in a similar dress to the old photo, asked earnestly.

Listening to the other party's obviously not Jinling's local accent, even Liu Rui'an today couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

The number of people slaughtered in Jinling was actually more than 300,000, plus the population loss caused by the war.

As a result, this ancient capital of the Six Dynasties had to move the surrounding population in, and it was normal to hear foreign accents.

"Go to the Central Bank." Liu Ruian, who sat in the car, said.

"There is no central bank now, only the Nanjing branch of the People's Bank of China." The coachman explained kindly.

"This is the place, go?" Liu Ruian, who glanced at the other party, asked.

"Of course, sir, sit down." Speaking with an accent in southern Anhui, the driver finished speaking diligently, then pulled up the car and ran.

Looking at the back that didn't look like meat, but was actually very strong, Liu Rui'an's eyes flashed with a hint of playfulness.

"It's been a long time since I came back. I feel like my hometown has changed so much. Looking at the scenery on both sides of the road, Liu Ruian sighed.

"Is the guest officer also from Jinling?" While maintaining a steady speed. The coachman said without looking back.

"What? Don't I look like it? Liu Rui'an, who changed to an authentic Jinling radish dialect, asked rhetorically.

"Oops. If the guest officer had said that earlier, I wouldn't have asked. The tone was still full of courteous coachman, and he said with a smile:

"But I don't think the guest officer has been back for a long time, and it looks like he came back from outside, right?"

"Yes, it's a pity that I'm late, otherwise I will definitely let the little devil see the power of the national arts!" Liu Ruian said along the topic.

"National art?" There was a hint of astonishment in the driver's tone.

There's no way, whoever made Liu Rui'an dress up like this, no matter how you look at it, it's similar to the students in those rich people's families.

The polite appearance of the literary quality has nothing to do with those old men who dance knives and guns.

"Yes. A national art that only kills people and doesn't perform! Liu Ruian, who had a smile in his eyes, said categorically.

Faced with this answer, the coachman was silent for a few seconds, and then the authentic southern Anhui accent sounded again.

On the next road, the person pulling the car and the person sitting in the car chatted very lively.

From Japan's invasion of China, to the ruins waiting to be rebuilt after the founding of the People's Republic of China, to the plan to open martial arts halls and factories, invest in industry to support the country, and so on.

There are a lot of topics, and in terms of content, Liu Ruian has successfully shaped Liu Ruian into a patriotic and enthusiastic returned overseas Chinese.

The rickshaw, which had unconsciously slowed down, finally stopped in front of the gate holding the banner of "Nanjing Branch of the People's Bank of China", and Liu Ruian, who got off the car, took out two silver dollars and put them in the driver's hand.

"Now you still collect the cashiers, right?" Liu Ruian asked.

"Receive. Of course. ”

The coachman who took the silver dollar and looked at it, as he spoke, pinched the middle of the two Mexican eagles with his thumb and index finger, and then blew lightly, "Zheng!" A soft groan suddenly sounded.

With the coachman's eyesight. It only took a moment to confirm that the two pieces of Yingyang in his hand were not fakes.

Besides, it's right at the door of the bank, so you really don't have to worry about going in and checking it.

But. Not at all for the coachman.

Don't look at the fact that the People's Republic of China has issued the first set of soft sister coins, but for the people. Hard currency is still silver dollars and copper plates.

There are many versions of the silver dollar, from Long Yang at the end of the Qing Dynasty to Yuan Datou, who was famous for later generations. The Mexican Eagle Ocean is also one of the more widely circulated.

"Guest officer, two dollars is too much, and I have my first transaction today, so I don't have change." The coachman, who was holding two silver dollars, said embarrassedly.

"More money is the tea money you used to chat with me."

Seeing that there was still a hint of cunning in the embarrassment on the other party's face, Liu Rui'an, after smiling, did not give the other party a chance to speak, turned around and entered the bank.

"Thank you!" The coachman, who put the two silver dollars away closely, did not forget to thank him at the top of his throat.

Liu Ruian, who didn't pay attention to the coachman behind him, quickly walked into the hall of the former central bank

Unlike the banks of later generations, there was nothing bulletproof glass in the banks of this era.

However, as a former central bank, the interior of the interior is certainly much more imposing than the savings below, and the decoration and layout of the hall are in many ways not much worse than that of later banks.

I don't know if it's because Liu Rui'an looks very rich in this dress, or because there are not many people who save money in this era.

There was no need to wait, Liu Ruian was invited to sit down at a counter.

"What does this gentleman need?" The man, who was obviously supposed to be a professional, asked politely.

"I'm an overseas Chinese who just came back from abroad, and I want to ask if the dollar can be exchanged here?" Putting the black leather box in his hand on his lap, Liu Ruian asked.

"It turned out to be a returned overseas Chinese, and I am fortunate to meet it." The smile on his face instantly became a little more sincere, and then he said:

"The contemptible surname is Zhao, Zhao Zhicheng, Mr. wants to exchange dollars for yuan, naturally, it's okay."

"Today's exchange rate is two points and seven and five yuan per dollar, I don't know how much you need to exchange?"

Fortunately, it is only 1950, and many aspects of the country still retain the management system of the Republic of China.

If you really want to exchange foreign currency in the future, hehe...... It's hard to say how it will end.

"I think it's all changed." Putting his leg on the box and putting it on the table, Liu Ruian said.

"All?" Zhao Zhicheng, whose eyes fell on the box, his first reaction was, "This box won't be full of money, right?!" ”

In fact, although this product is not completely correct, it is not very close.

After Liu Ruian opened the box, except for some documents, silver dollars and a few simple changes of clothes, all the rest was money, and it was all dollars!

After the inventory, even Zhao Zhicheng couldn't help but be a little stunned in the face of a huge sum of 500,000 US dollars.

Don't look at the previous period in the Republic of China, Zhao Zhicheng was the associate manager of the German Bank.

I have been in contact with a lot of rich people and a lot of money, but at the moment it is not the Republic of China but the People's Republic.

The private took out half a million dollars in cash, hehe...... I really rarely see it.

However, when he thought of someone's identity as a returned overseas Chinese, Zhao Zhicheng was not too surprised.

After all, in the years when the war became more and more severe, a large number of wealthy people fled to settle abroad with their family property.

But why would the person in front of him return to China at such a time, is there any purpose? (To be continued.) )