When Xu Fugui woke up, it was not yet dawn, but the eastern sky was already white.

He rolled over and got up, feeling so radiant that he was about to overflow with sleep, and raised his wrist to look at his watch, it was only about six o'clock in the morning.

Even San Francisco, thousands of miles away, seems to be entering late autumn, and the surrounding area is full of cold air.

After Xu Fugui finished washing, he opened the wicker box, found a new linen-colored suit from it and put it on, and put a black windbreaker on top of the suit.

He looked at himself in the mirror and smiled inexplicably, originally thinking that he would not be used to wearing a suit, but he didn't expect that his adaptability was quite strong.

Locking the door of the room, Xu Fugui walked to the first floor of the hotel with his hands in his pockets, said hello to the Chinese at the front desk, and handed over a cigarette.

The Chinese took it, but it didn't light it, and asked with a polite smile, "Friend from hometown, how did you sleep last night?" ”

He spoke in English, but Xu Fugui always felt weird, as if he had translated English from Chinese.

He nodded, "Pretty good, the jet lag has reversed." ”

"Oh, then you're quite adaptable, a lot of people can't get over for days, and if you want to eat something in the morning, we have sandwiches, milk, eggs, and of course, for a fee."

Xu Fugui thought for a while, "Let's have one of each, just taste what the breakfast of Eagle Sauce is like." ”

The front desk called a waiter and asked her to prepare the guest's breakfast.

Xu Fugui sat in front of the front desk and asked in a low voice, "Did you hear the gunshots outside last night?" ”

The front desk glanced at him and said solemnly: "For the sake of all Chinese, I need to remind you that Eagle Sauce is free, and guns are equally free, so gunshots are a very common thing here, and those lazy police officers will not pay attention to it." ”

"Of course, things are much better during the day, especially at night, and if you don't want to experience what it's like to get shot, it's best not to go out."

As he spoke, he sighed, his tone a little sad, "Especially with our skin color, as long as we go out at night, we will definitely be robbed by blacks." ”

Perhaps because of the interest, he popularized a lot of common sense about life in Eagle Sauce.

For example, black and yellow people are not welcome in white restaurants, and it is best not to show off your wealth when you go out, otherwise it is easy to be targeted.

Eagle sauce and gun trading are common, and now the policy is also very relaxed, you can buy a weapon and put it on your body at any time for self-defense.

When you go out to buy something, you should develop the habit of tipping, which is popular in Western countries.

Xu Fugui frowned and drank the milk while carefully jaging every word he said.

These messages are too useful for him to avoid many minefields.

After eating breakfast, Xu Fugui gave the money, then thought about it, and took out a knife as a tip.

"Oh God, you're so generous that you can afford to spend a dollar on it." He said in surprise and accepted the money unceremoniously.

"This time I will teach you a lesson, remember, at our level, it is enough to give a few American knives as consumption."

Xu Fugui opened his mouth, feeling a little painful in his heart, a small yellow croaker gold bar can only be exchanged for thirty-four dollars, he is directly missing a piece of gold.

But if everything is given, it will be regarded as a reward for him.

However, just now he got another piece of news that the American knife at this time can be directly exchanged for gold, so many people call the American knife a beautiful knife.

That's how much a dollar is a gram of gold!

This monetary system is said to be part of the Bretton Woods system and was proposed by an international conference convened by Western countries.

Xu Fugui doesn't care about international conferences or anything, he cares about a dollar and a gram of gold.

This value made him extremely excited.

He knew how expensive gold would be in the future, and if he had enough dollars now, he would exchange all of them for gold, and when his life became better, he would not have to think of any other way out, and this wealth would be enough for him to live without worry.

But where do you get so much money?

He can't do business, and even if he does, he won't be able to stay that long in Eagle Sauce.

He tapped his fingers on the table and casually asked how the front desk managed to get a lot of dollars.

The front desk sneered, "If you want to get rich overnight, go and rob the bank, there are more dollars in the bank." ”

Xu Fugui was speechless, "Brother, I mean the method allowed by law." ”

The front desk said lightly: "The methods of making money are written in the law, it depends on whether you have the courage or not, it is too difficult and too difficult to get rich step by step." ”

"Forget it then." Although Xu Fugui said so on the surface, he inevitably had some more thoughts in his heart.

In Xintu, he is indeed an excellent leading cadre who abides by the law, but this is Ying-chan, why should he abide by the law here.

Anyway, he has a very bad impression of Eagle Sauce, and he wishes Eagle Sauce had more mess.

However, you have to think of a perfect way, so that people can't doubt him, anyway, he has the space to be unconscious, and he has the ability to make good use of the space.

But for a while, he couldn't think of where to go to get dollars.

After all, there is a lot of legal content, and most of the content is not something he can cover, and he doesn't have the courage to do so.

Shaking his head, the idea of gold was put aside for a while, and he asked the front desk another question, "Is there a person named Tang Long in our Chinatown here?" ”

Maybe Xu Fugui had too many questions, and he said impatiently: "Chinatown is so big, how can I know who Tang Long is." ”

After speaking, remembering the consumption of just one dollar, he still relieved his tone, thought about it carefully, and shook his head, "I don't know anyone named Tang Long, after all, there are many Chinatowns, you can go to other places to inquire." ”

Xu Fugui nodded, and complained as he got up, "This milk is really unpleasant, not sweet and not bitter." ”

The front desk laughed, "Milk is obviously the best thing in the world, until why these white and black people are taller than us, is it because they have been drinking milk since they were children." ”

When Xu Fugui heard this, his heart moved, do you want to bring some milk back for Fengxia and Youqing to drink? Let them grow tall too.

Walking out of the hotel, he walked aimlessly on the street, and from time to time walked into a Chinese shop, the lobby of Tang Long's news.

Tang Long was the contact person given to him by Zuo Shanhe, and he kept some of the technology and equipment that he couldn't take away at that time.

There are a lot of people like Tang Long, most of whom are Chinese, and at that time, Xintu was ambitious and wanted to develop his own science and technology, and spent a lot of money to buy relevant technology and materials abroad, but he didn't expect to be blocked by foreign countries.

There is no way to bring these techniques and materials back, so they can only be left in the corresponding places and asked the local Chinese to keep them

(End of chapter)