In October 1938, the deformed booming economy of the magic capital had begun.

Most of China's wealthy people fled their hometowns and hid in the concession of the magic capital, making the magic capital a place where every inch of land is valuable.

Because of the invasion of the Japanese, disrupted China's economy, the fiat currency began to depreciate, the dollar, the pound is the hard currency, of course, it is inseparable from gold, no matter what the year, big yellow croaker, small yellow croaker, are the most popular.

Qin Di had a total of 2,300 tons of gold in his hands, more than the gold reserves of China in later generations.

It is impossible for him to resell this gold in large quantities, let alone exchange it for dollars and pounds, because gold is naturally currency, and all paper money is unreliable.

Qin Di still has a lot of real estate in the magic capital, in the past he only sold the part of the north bank of Suzhou Creek, which was destroyed by the Japanese, and he still kept most of the real estate on the south bank of Suzhou Creek, and the price of these properties skyrocketed. Because of the population explosion, many people have no place to live, so they have to live in narrow spaces, and even divide the two-and-a-half-meter house into two floors, like a pigeon cage, and those who enter it can't even straighten their waists.

Qin Di, a big landowner, does not say that he will be kind enough to reduce the rent, let alone give the house to others to live in for nothing.

In his opinion, these people can rent houses, they are already considered middle class, and it is normal to be a little exploited.

If he hastily lowered the rent, wouldn't he be able to get along with other landlords?

At the end of October 1938, Wang Yiting, president of the Magic City Calligraphy and Painting Association, fell ill, and many friends went to Ziyuan to visit.

At this time, Wang Yiting has not yet reached the point of being terminally ill, and he can still talk and laugh with his friends.

There were not only calligraphers and painters, such as Wu Changshuo, Liu Haisu and others, but also some collectors, such as Pang Laichen, Wu Hufan, Gu Linshi, Liu Huizhi, Zhou Xiangyun, Jiang Yusun, Fei Ziyi, Wei Tingrong, Zhao Wanli, Pan Boshan, Shen Yinmo, Wang Jiqian, Xu Bangda, etc.

These people gathered together and talked worriedly.

"The Japanese invaders passed, burned, killed and looted, and the jade was burned. They robbed me of an unknown number of national treasures!"

"In the past six months, there have been some ladies from other places, carrying ancient books and treasures, famous porcelain purple sand, antique elegant toys, gold and stone Yi ware, etc. to the magic capital, they live here without evidence, just like taking out the treasures to sell, but unfortunately we have limited financial resources, more than enough and insufficient strength, in vain!"

"If we don't accept them, these treasures may end up overseas!"

"Yes, I saw with my own eyes that a well-preserved Zhengde furnace was only sold for 100 fiat dollars, and it was taken away by the British!"

"I also saw a person who took a painting of Shen Zhou and wanted it for a thousand dollars, but he didn't sell it for three days!"

"It's really fake, why didn't I see it?"

"Brother, you've bought hundreds of calligraphy and paintings, how much money do you have to collect?"

"Antiques in prosperous times, gold in troubled times! Now in troubled times, antiques can't be eaten or drunk, but gold can be exchanged for food!"

Someone said: "Mr. Zhang, your family is the richest, why don't you collect more antiques?"

Everyone's eyes looked at a young man in his twenties, this person's name was "Zhang Congyu".

Zhang Congyu, born in a family of giant businessmen in Nanxun, Zhejiang, is the nephew of Zhang Jinjiang. His father's name is Zhang Naihua, and he is the same generation as Zhang Naijing, so he is Zhang Naijing's cousin.

At the age of 18, Zhang Congyu inherited 2 million family properties and real estate and industry in the magic capital. At the age of 19, he was hired as an appraisal committee member of the Palace Museum in Beiping. Although he is young, he is a collector in the antiques industry.

He saw everyone's eyes on him, so he touched his nose and said with a smile: "What is my little property? If I can invite someone, even if there are many antiques, he can sweep them away." ”

Everyone asked, "Who? Who has so much wealth?"

Wang Yiting coughed dryly and interjected: "Who else can there be? Naturally, he is the richest man in the Republic of China, the eldest young master Qin Di! I used to think that he was just a gentleman, but I didn't expect him to hide so deeply! Qin Dashao donated 200 planes alone! Who can compare the wealth of the Qin family?"

Everyone suddenly said: "Oh, it turned out to be him! I remember that in the early years, he kept collecting paintings, why didn't he collect them in the past two years?"

"Maybe I turned to industry and was so busy saving the country that I forgot about calligraphy and painting. ”

Zhang Congyu said with a smile: "There is one thing, you may not know, why so many rich people can flee to the magic capital with antiques? Because Mr. Qin asked people to post notices everywhere to warn the Japanese army that they would capture Jinling, Suzhou, Yangzhou, and Hangzhou half a year in advance! ”

When everyone heard this, they each showed a look of horror.

"If that's the case, then Mr. Qin has accumulated great merit!"

"Strange, how did he know what happened half a year in advance?"

Zhang Congyu said: "I heard my grandfather say that when Mr. Qin met with my uncle and Mr. Jiang Baili, he predicted that the Japanese would attack the magic capital and would sweep most of China, so my uncle hurriedly notified the entire Nanxun Zhang family, so that we could take precautions as soon as possible. ”

"Mr. Qin is really not simple! No wonder he became a 'lieutenant general' of the national army, and he has made great achievements!"

"He should be asked to come out and receive our thanks in person. ”

"Mr. Qin is low-key and doesn't know where he went. ”

"In my opinion, you should send a letter to the Qin Mansion, maybe it can be transferred to him. ”

Wang Yiting said with a smile: "Then it's up to me to write it, I've met him a few times, and I'm barely familiar with it." ”

Two days later, Qin Di and Yan Xue appeared in Ziyuan.

Qin Di hasn't been here for a long time, and when he went in to take a look, he found that many houses had collapsed, broken walls, gray and black, and it was no longer the scene of carved beams and paintings, beautiful plants and trees.

The one who came out to greet him was a young man, probably Wang Yiting's nephew.

Qin Di asked: "What's going on? Could it be that it was bombed by Japanese military planes?"

The other party replied: "Yes, during the 813 incident, the Japanese gave Jiazu a flag, saying that they would hang the Japanese flag on the roof of the house, so that it would not be bombed by military aircraft, but Jiazu burned the sun flag on the same day!"

When Qin Di walked into the room, Wang Yiting looked very happy and wanted to get up from the hospital bed to greet him.

Qin Di stretched out his hand to stop him: "Mr. Wang, don't you want to get up! I see that your Yin Tang is black, and your lips are pale, which is a great omen! I'm afraid you have to prepare for the future!"

Wang Yiting's expression darkened, and he lay back again, and said, "I know, that's why Ye Luo returned to his roots and returned to the demon capital." ”

Qin Di stretched out his hand and touched his wrist vein, and said, "The heart pulse is weak, the spleen pulse is close to extinction, and you can probably live for half a month." ”

The young man next to him became anxious when he heard this, and glared at him viciously.