"Noda-kun, do we still want to continue? Hashimoto-kun found out that the silver price is falling sharply now, and it is estimated that it will fall a lot. Many other people no longer change out."

After hearing this, Noda asked about the situation again, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "Continue to change, it is more convenient and safer than guarding a pile of copper and silver!"

"...Okay..." The person who ran over to inform the situation nodded despite being a little disappointed.

Although I made less money, it was not wrong to do this. I easily sent away the silver yesterday, but the pile of copper was often remembered. The sticks I was hit on my back still hurt!

At the fork in the road, Noda took the best position to sell and exchange a cart of copper coins that he had finally defended last night.

Last night, although they searched for the concession police officers who were dispatched early and kept using the other party to protect him, despite this, they were frequently tempted and even attacked because of this large cart of copper coins.

Fortunately, although the concession police did not really protect them, they did not allow too many people to besiege them to avoid causing major riots.

Moreover, because they always followed the police, others did not dare to do too much. At most, they moved some wooden sticks and other things and sent out a few bags of copper coins to several strong men. They successfully survived until the riot ended.

The riots last night did not last long. Compared to the madness of the last time, they were too awake this time.

The purpose of everyone is to first keep the money on hand, and then see if there is any chance to get more. Because of the police, those who guard the money are seeking asylum.

Seeing that there was no chance, the latter also stopped one after another, especially those who got nothing more and no more. They wanted to take this opportunity to do more, but were afraid that they would be snatched away.

Seeing that the chances of grabbing have decreased, and other similar people are looking at each other openly and secretly, they have also changed their positions and put their pockets first.

Of course, the main thing is that it has something to do with the lack of money, or the small amount of silver dollars. After all, there is only a few silver dollars left, and it has been diluted to less than a few pieces for a single person.

If you get a lot of silver dollars, you either choose to take the bag to seek shelter, or you just run out directly. Anyway, the few silver dollars are not much larger, and you can run and hide. There is no trace of such a big city.

As for the copper coins, this thing is so heavy! Everyone can't handle much, and they can't take you to snatch it. If you turn around, you will probably be snatched away.

Of course, there are also people who want to take the opportunity to make a fortune. These people often form gangs, but seeing too many people change their positions, these people are worried about being attacked by the group, so they dare not go too far.

Often, people often use the large number of people to extort a small amount of money for each person to find someone, and even provide protection for others to pump water. It is lively and lively, but the chaos has not expanded.

By dawn, all the actions were turned off and then spread out, preparing to take action as soon as possible to harvest last night, many of them set up stalls.

There was a money stall not far from Noda and others, and there were several before, but their few were sold out soon and left cursingly. Because they were exhausted, they carried a bag of copper coins, but they did not return much larger oceans.

Noda exchanged a price for the stall. Although he decided to take the initiative first and it was quite discounted, he didn't want to lose too much.

"Don't you change some? The silver price is falling sharply now. The sooner you change, the more cost-effective it is!"

I rewrite it on the board with chalk, and saw the owner of the stall next to me stretched his neck to look at it, and then asked with a smile.

"...I dare not change it, I dare not change it..." The owner of the food stall quickly shook his head. It has spread all over now. Who doesn't know that these are dirty money snatched?

"What are you afraid of? Those of us who robbed us have been selling here for a long time, but we haven't seen anyone come here? What are you afraid of when you buy it?"

"…Bang..." Noda grabbed the copper coins and put them directly on the stall. Then he took a few pieces of oil paper and wrapped them away seven or eight large meat buns from the steamer.

The owner of the snack stall looked at the copper coins and looked embarrassed. After all, the big meat bun was full of meat, and the cost was not low.

"Carry it! Someone just exchanged money at the stall and paid it to you. You still have to collect it. How do you know if the money was exchanged in other places if you come to buy it?

Look at this buying and selling, probably everyone may have dirty money. They want to trouble you, can they find it?

And if you don’t feel at ease to change here, you can go to other places, but others don’t know you, so where can you find it? Even if there are signs on the money, you can still say that you are in business. Can they still check it out a little bit?"

After saying that, Noda took the buns and returned to the stall. He divided them into two or three and started eating them in big mouthfuls.

Soon, the person who informed the situation mentioned the changes in the silver price. Hashimoto was responsible for inquiring about the news, while the person was responsible for guarding a phone call not far away to receive and convey the situation.

"Is it really okay?" Seeing that Noda had exchanged the price again, the owner of the snack stall was a little uncontrollable and quietly came over to ask.

Noda didn't say much, just nodded slightly. As long as he was moved, the other party would convince him.

Sure enough, within a while, the boss took out a few pieces of small ocean from the hidden part of his body and came over secretly.

Noda didn't dislike him, so he exchanged a small bag of copper ocean for him and took him away, but how could this scene be hidden from the intriguing person? There were many people watching this money stall.

Soon, there were stall owners and shop assistants who often stayed nearby, pretending to come to the stall and asking the stall owner about the situation.

At first, the stall owner was still hesitant and unwilling to make promises, but seeing that many people were seeing it, he simply stabbed it clean and pulled more people into the water.

Soon! Some people started to move, some were shrunk and went to other places, some were brave or worried about taking money to run around, so they simply came to this stall to change.

The money stall gradually became lively, and the others secretly gave Noda a thumbs up. This was obviously what he did.

They have a lot of copper coins, and although they have also changed some of them, according to the method of changing, it is estimated that they will not be able to be replaced for many days. Now, it is better, and it is estimated that it will be done on that day.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Noda set up a stall for a long time and can be regarded as clear. There are so many thieves in this beach where singing and dancing are as strong as a sensation. Citizens who go out will not bring much money at all, let alone exchange money.

So! They placed the stall at this intersection with people coming and going, and occupied the best position, but they had no business.

After thinking about it, he thought he should focus on the locals nearby, so he did this and motivated these people.

The effect was indeed good. Not long after, half of the copper coins on the car were replaced. As the spread spread, it was estimated that it would take not much time to replace them.

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"…Shopkeeper, shopkeeper, shopkeeper, shopkeeper,... The situation was found out. The mark was the mark printed on the gold in stock by the Russian treasury..."

The visitor said a few brief words to the man sitting on the chair, then immediately walked to the side, poured the cup and poured it into a cool white, and poured it down.

"Tell me more carefully and explain the situation clearly. What's going on?" After the guy slowed down, the shopkeeper couldn't wait to speak.

"That's right. I found a few Russians who got together. They were quite old. They were all real Russian nobles in the past, and both of them recognized these signs.

According to one of them, this is the mark made by the Russian treasury on the inventory standard large gold bricks. Of course, not only the national treasury, but also the gold reserved by the Russian treasury banks, but other ordinary people cannot own it except the royal family or the great nobles.

Anyway, this is indeed something from the Russians, and another person tried to inquire about the source of the mark. I guess there is something wrong with it, but someone didn't say it."

After hearing this, the shopkeeper frowned and thought for a while, and asked, "Is the Russia they are talking about in the past Tsarist Russia or the current Soviet Russia?"

"…This..." The guy was speechless for a moment, thought for a while, and said, "I forgot to ask about this, but it should be the Tsarist Russia in the past. They were driven out by the Soviet Union, and they lost all the money in just two years after they came to Shanghai. How could they see how the Soviet Union's big gold bricks were targeted?"

"...well...da da..." The shopkeeper tapped the table lightly, thought for a while, and suddenly stood up, walked around with a slander for a while, then frowned and spoke to the clerk.

"Can you invite someone... no... I'll come and meet him in person... but you should meet him quietly... you can join me! Then you go and invite someone."

The shopkeeper said while thinking and urged the shopkeeper to change his clothes. The shopkeeper had no choice but to change it, and when the shopkeeper came out, he had already driven his newly bought car himself.

It was mysterious and the shopkeeper picked a very far place before asking the clerk to invite someone, and asked him to change the car several times in the middle.

After waiting for nearly an hour and a half, I saw a guy secretly bringing in a few sloppy Slavic faces, mostly gray hair, and the wrinkles of time on his face.

The shopkeeper did not ask for politeness, but took out a few big yellow croakers and placed them on the table. He looked at the greedy eyes of the few people and then spoke.

"These are still young, and they know something and are already powerless. It's better to say it out and change it to something real, right?

I'm not talking too much. The money is here. I just want to know what I want to know. You can take this money together or separately, and of course you can choose not to take it."

A few people looked at me and I looked at you. Some were confused, some were thinking, some were hesitant and entangled, and finally one of them spoke.

"This little money is not enough to buy what I know."

The shopkeeper glanced at the guy and confirmed that he wanted to inquire about the news, so he responded.

"Of course we can find it, not that we don't know anything, it's just a little news. This is already the highest price. You can just stop when you see it! These are enough to allow you to spend the rest of your life safely."

After the shopkeeper finished speaking, unfortunately the other party was unmoved at all, and even felt a little easy, thinking that he was just talking nonsense until the shopkeeper spit out four words.

“…Gol…Chak…”

The Russian who spoke was a little stunned. He looked at the shopkeeper carefully before nodding and letting the shopkeeper go to a separate room with him.
Chapter completed!