Plane Small Bookstore [System]

The days went on in such an orderly manner.

Everything in Sioux City is thriving. On the contrary, the civil strife in the Yaozu is getting worse.

On the third day after the battle between Shangyang and Pitie broke out, a man in a white robe who called himself Bai Ze approached Lejing.The moment he saw Le Jing, he couldn't stop laughing, and said repeatedly: "So, so it is." Then Zheng Rong expressed his willingness to assist Le Jing.

"Because it's God's will." He answered Le Jing's question in this way.

With Bai Ze's help, Le Jing is even more powerful.

In the 123rd year of the Demon Emperor, Fei Lian conspired against him and was executed by Emperor Jun.

In April of the same year, Yaoshuai Qinyuan and Yaoshuai Yingzhao died together.

In the 125th year of the Demon Emperor, Shang Yang and Pie Tie both disappeared in a private fight.

The vitality of the monster race was severely injured, and the human side completely gained the upper hand.

So in September of that year, led by the Yousu tribe, the human tribe formed a huge demon-hunting army and marched northward.

The Yaozu army has lost their morale and is retreating steadily.

Three days later, ten days will be in the sky.

A god came to the world and bestowed a divine bow.There is a sharpshooter, Su Shixiong, who holds this bow and shoots down nine days.

The demon emperor was furious, and sent down the punishment of heaven, but it blocked the hand of the immortal.

There is a human being named Lejing, who is said to have a wise man from the Su tribe who had a secret conversation with the demon emperor for three days.

Three days later, the demon emperor took the initiative to admit defeat.Terran wins!

Historically known as: The great prosperity of the human race.

In another three years, the Yousu tribe will rule the world, and it will be called Yousu State.

There is a myth in China that has been handed down to later generations.

It is said that there is a son with a destiny, a famous scene, a man from beyond the sky, who came for the revival of the human race.Destiny descended to the Yousu tribe, passed on knowledge, built a country, defeated the demon tribe, and ruled the world.When things are done, they leave lightly without leaving a sound or a name.It is said that there is the founder of Su State, who will be enshrined with incense for thousands of years in future generations.

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For Le Jing, the days in the A16 plane were a fantastic and colorful journey. Although it was interesting, it was also tiring.

So Lejing decided to rest on Earth for a few days.The high-level plane is too difficult for him who has no force value, and he doesn't want to rely on Keynes for everything like the prehistoric plane.

Although Keynes didn't mind, his apology was a bit inexplicable.But Lejing will never lose his sense of proportion just because Keynes doesn't mind.

So he decided that he would not set foot on planes above level A until he obtained his own power.

The so-called coexistence of risks and opportunities is not unreasonable.In the past few years on the A16 plane, Le Jing has gained a lot of cultivation skills.

According to his previous thinking, it must be scattered in the world, just like magic, to introduce a new power system to the earth.

But after the experience of these planes, he also grew up.

In the past, he was like a lunatic who suddenly gained power. Because he was too ecstatic to gain power suddenly, he let desire control his reason, miscalculated his own strength, and became arrogant.

His disregard for spreading magic books among the world is an example.Although he chose people with purer soul light, even he couldn't help becoming arrogant after gaining power. Could those people maintain their original intentions as before?

And the black cat clone who stayed on the earth gave him the answer: no.

The first is Sun Ming who won the "Book of Fairies".After gaining power, he embarked on the road of punishing evil and promoting good, robbing the rich and helping the poor.

There is a good saying, "Heaven must make man crazy if he wants to destroy him." Sun Ming is now crazy.

He thought he would be the law that walks the world.He was immersed in power and became arrogant.

And the holders of other magic books have more or less stepped out of the bottom line set by the law.

The only thing that surprised Le Jing was Su Ran.He obviously holds the black magic book "Blood Sacrifice", but he sticks to his heart and only uses this book to do good deeds.This is in stark contrast to Sun Ming who holds the "Book of Fairies".

It can be seen that magic is innocent, and those who use magic to do bad things are guilty.

Lejing always believes that knowledge is the wealth shared by all mankind.The knowledge he brought back from other worlds is the key for humans to explore other planes.It is a channel for human beings to further deconstruct the unknown.

So he won't give up eating because of choking.

Just because a few people did something wrong doesn't mean magic is bad.

Magic is of course good.Magic can make up for the lack of current technology, and he also looks forward to the combination of magic and technology, what kind of civilization can be born.

Maybe the magical technology imagined in the novel can really become a reality.He looks forward to such a future.

So, he took back the magic books from everyone including Su Ran, erased Sun Ming's memory about Lejing, and sent them to the National Academy of Sciences.

Let the scientists study the books.

As for the cultivation technique he brought back from the prehistoric world... Le Jing couldn't help showing a wry smile.

If this world is a fantasy novel with him as the protagonist, then he must be the protagonist of the so-called waste material.

He has cultivated for several years in a plane rich in aura like Honghuang, but now he has just practiced Qi, not even Foundation Establishment.

Compared with before, he is now lighter and healthier. He can cast a few small spells, but it is only at the level of clear water in Harry Potter.

He thought, in ancient times, there were more jugglers on the street than he knew.But he wasn't discouraged either.This incident made him realize his limitations even more, and he is just an ordinary person with ordinary qualifications.He warned himself in his heart that he must not be arrogant and lose his sense of proportion.

So he sorted out the skills of cultivating immortals, and quietly put them at the gate of Jinyang Temple, the largest Taoist temple in Qingshui City. These books are a waste in his hands, so let those professionals interpret them.

Maybe one day someone will be able to ascend to the Dao.

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Qiao Shiping walked out of the park with a taiji sword in his hands. To those who didn't know, he was just an ordinary exerciser.But such an uncle is the dean of the entire Huaxia Academy of Sciences and a famous figure in the scientific community.

He took out a handkerchief from his pocket, wiped the sweat from his brow, and walked directly into the gate of the Academy of Sciences wearing a practice uniform. Many people greeted him along the way, and he responded with a smile.

Entering the office, he immediately spotted a black plastic bag on his desk with sharp eyes.

There was nothing on the table before he left.Who put it up?

He opened the plastic bag and found a stack of books inside.

The top one is a green book that really feels like a leaf.The other books also have their own characteristics. They don't look like books, but like handicrafts.

He was thoroughly interested.Who is this gift to him?

He flipped through the green book casually, the text inside was twisted and strange, but he could understand it strangely.

He was wondering if this was a variant of English, when he saw a dazzling golden light suddenly burst out from the book, and a little man with wings jumped out of the book and almost hit his nose: "I finally came out !I am free!"

Qiao Shiping stared at that villain, his eyeballs almost popping out. He clutched his chest, feeling for the first time that he had a heart attack.

I am a mother!

I'm a serious scientist who believes in materialism!

... Am I delusional?

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Jinyang Temple.

The master of the temple, Ling Yunzi, sat at the top with a dignified expression, and the three disciples at the bottom were also very serious.

"What do you think. Tell me."

Everyone looked at each other for a long time, looked at Ling Yunzi in unison, and said in unison: "That exercise is true!"

The muscles on Ling Yunzi's face trembled for a while, and a smiley expression appeared on that usually rigid and serious face, successfully scaring everyone present.

After hesitating for a long time whether the master is epileptic or insane, the eldest disciple Xuanxu asked cautiously: "Master, are you alright?"

Ling Yunzi was also aware of his gaffe, he took a deep breath, tried his best to restrain the corners of his mouth from shaking up and down, and managed to regain his usual sophistication.

"Xuan Xu." Ling Yunzi looked at his most important apprentice, "Have you gained anything from studying those few books recently?"

"Return to Master." Xuanxu's indifferent face revealed a bit of joy and pride, "My daughter can talk!"

Ling Yunzi: "... When did you raise a daughter?"

"It's Miaomiao, the orange cat I raised." Xuanxu's icy and clean face couldn't help showing an idiotic smile like a silly father, "She called me Dad!"

Ling Yunzi: ...

He cast his expectant eyes on the second apprentice: "Xuanhuan. What have you gained?"

"Return to Master." Xuan Huan looked in a trance, his expression switched back and forth between bewildered and ecstatic, "The willow tree of the Ming Dynasty in front of my room has become a spirit! She said that I enlightened her and wanted to marry me !"

Ling Yunzi was silent for a moment, then asked in a tangled up tone: "You know that Taoist priests of the Quanzhen sect can't get married, right?"

"But the girl is very affectionate..." Xuan Huan was halfway through the sentence, seeing the unkind eyes of his master, he was quick-witted, came to his senses, and said firmly: "I must cut it off!"

Only then did Ling Yunzi nod in satisfaction.Even the two apprentices were unreliable, so he couldn't help but bet all his hopes on his little disciple Xuan Qing.

"Xuan Qing." Ling Yunzi's kind expression almost didn't scare his three apprentices into tears, "What have you gained?"

"Hui, Master Hui." Xuan Qing tremblingly said: "I... I have a tail!" After speaking, a furry fox tail popped out from behind his buttocks.

The ten-year-old Xuan Qing's eyes were red, and tears came down immediately: "Master, Fu." He hiccupped, holding his tail and crying like a dead parent, "The money for plastic surgery in Beijing, we Taoist temple Is there any more?"

Ling Yunzi:? ? ?

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(I'm sorry, the writing of my Honghuang copy is too ugly, and the end is too hasty, I'm really sorry for everyone. So the 14000-character Chapter of the Republic of China is posted in Zuohua, and I don't charge you a penny. Thank you for supporting me all the time. Bow. )

1938, January, Malaysia.

Lin Qiaosheng excitedly walked towards the post office.

Today is the day for him to send money, and he wants to send it to his wife and children in China.

He went abroad alone to work hard, and his wife took care of three children in his hometown, which was not easy.But now it's better, the boss saw that he was practical and capable, and gave him a salary increase, which was an extra five yuan a month, and he could also send some more to his family.

He walked out into the street, facing an excited procession.The ranks were full of green-faced teenagers and girls, carrying slogans and flags, shouting heart-rendingly: "Down with Japanese imperialism!"

"Boycott Japanese products!"

"The rich contribute money, the powerful contribute!"

"I'd rather be a war dead ghost than a subjugated slave!"

"The country is dead! Compatriots, rise up!"

Since the Japanese army occupied the Northeast seven years ago, the sporadic anti-Japanese demonstrations in Nanyang began to grow and become more frequent.Overseas Chinese in Malaysia formed large and small teams and took to the streets to hold demonstrations.

In addition, some patriotic overseas Chinese actively donated money and materials to the country, and many returned to China to start businesses.The well-known King of Panacea, Mr. Hu Wenhu ①, even donated 350 million yuan to the country to run schools.Lin Qiaosheng has a family with young and old, and their livelihood is difficult. He is really powerless, so he can only boycott Japanese products while eating less every meal, saving a few dollars and donating them to the domestic anti-Japanese war.

Some overseas Chinese who were unable to return to China launched the "National Salvation and Linkage Movement" in Malaysia. Lin Qiaosheng heard the person in charge preach that the content of this movement was: "Prohibit buying and selling Japanese goods, do not sell goods to Japanese, do not Work for the Japanese.” In response to the movement, he heard that a Singaporean had set up a Malay Anti-Enemy Rescue and Rescue Corps②, which included a monitoring brigade to inspect overseas Chinese goods, monitor customs goods, and strictly boycott Japanese goods.I heard that there are such organizations in Myanmar, Singapore and other Southeast Asian countries.Last month, more than 2000 workers in Japanese steel factories went on strike!It's a good thing his boss is Chinese, otherwise he might go on strike once.

As the parade got closer to him, their voices became louder and clearer, and a clear female voice roared: "The national crisis is at the head of everyone's responsibility. I sincerely invite all aspiring young people to return to the country and join the war!"

Back home to join the war...

Lin Qiaosheng's thoughts suddenly drifted away.

During the Battle of Songhu, one of his fellow countrymen in Singapore and a dozen other overseas Chinese formed the Singapore Overseas Chinese Death Squad and returned to China to participate in the war. ③

He... is gone.

A total of sixteen people, only one survived.

They are all good young men, young, and some have not married wives yet. They have devoted their lives to the country, but their high halls have no one to serve them.

He shook his head, withdrew his thoughts, and ducked to the side of the road to make way for the parade.

"The Japanese army started a massacre in Nanjing!" Shi Potian's astonishing words came from the team, loud and clear, like a taut string, piercing straight to Yuntian, "They are massacring the city! They are animals! Animals!"

"what?"

"is this real?"

"There are so many defenders in Nanjing, how could they be defeated!"

"Aren't you framing us?"

I don't know how many overseas Chinese stopped and asked the team anxiously.

Lin Qiaosheng also froze, staring intently at the parade.

Nanjing!It is the capital of the country!

Northeast is gone.Tianjin is gone.Peking is gone.Baoding, Hebei, and Shijiazhuang are gone.Datong, Shanxi, Taiyuan is gone.Shanghai is gone.Hangzhou, Jiangsu, and Wuxi are gone.

Now, Nanjing is gone?

A female student with disheveled hair ran out from the parade, her eyes were red, her expression was numb, and her voice was hoarse: "My whole family is in Nanjing. They are all gone."

"It's gone."

"The country is dead, please return to the country to join the war."

The girl knelt down, nodding her head to everyone: "The country is dead, please return to the country to join the war!"

"The country is dead, please return to the country to join the war!!!"

Lin Qiaosheng didn't know how he got to the post office.

He was holding the letter from home, but the girl's stern cry kept echoing in his ears: "The country is dead, please return to the country to join the war!"

He took out this month's wages from his pocket, a total of 50 yuan. He originally planned to send 35 yuan to his family and keep 15 yuan for food.

He hesitated briefly, then stuffed 25 yuan into the envelope, kept 10 yuan for himself, and planned to donate the remaining 15 yuan to the local anti-Japanese fundraising organization.He borrowed the pen of the post office staff and explained the reason to his wife in a letter.Finally, he took a pen and forcefully left a line on the letter paper: "In the face of the national crisis, I hope my son will study hard and serve the motherland, remember to remember!" 'The pen was so sharp that it almost scratched the back of the paper.

'The country is dead, please return to the country to join the war! '

Lin Qiaosheng closed his eyes, and unexpectedly thought of his fellow countryman who died in battle.

He opened his eyes, handed the letter to the postman tremblingly, and left the post office in a hurry with his head lowered as if he had been driven by a ghost.It wasn't until he stuffed the money into the fundraising box that he summoned up the courage to raise his head.

Today, the boss has something to do, so he gave the accountant half a day off.He walked aimlessly on the street, and saw a suspected parade marching towards him from a distance. He lowered his head, and in a panic, he randomly entered a shop on the side of the road.

When he entered, he realized that it was a bookstore.The owner of the store is wearing a gray gown and looks like a scholar who has read a lot of poetry and books.

Seeing him coming, the boss immediately stood up from his seat, with a friendly and enthusiastic smile on his face: "Welcome, what do you need?"

It's Chinese with a northern accent!It's overseas Chinese!

It would be too rude to quit at this time!Because of his lack of cash, Lin Qiaosheng could only smile awkwardly, "Let me see, see."

"Okay, please read as you like." The boss smiled, sat down again, flipped through the book and continued to read.

The cries of the parade had already faintly come from outside the store. He panicked and hurriedly burrowed into the bookshelf, almost bumping into a tall-nosed, deep-eyed foreigner who was compiling books in front of the bookcase.

The foreigner glanced at him, those dark green strange eyes made Lin Qiao shudder, he bowed and apologized repeatedly, and reflexively said in Chinese: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't see anyone here."

Unexpectedly, the foreigner said in weird Chinese: "It's okay." Then he went straight to the counter with the book in his arms, bent down and whispered something to the boss.

Lin Qiaosheng wiped the sweat off his face.Fortunately, this foreigner has a good temper, otherwise he would have to have a meal.No matter in Malaysia or China, those foreigners are veritable "foreign adults".

It took him a few seconds to calm down before he was able to concentrate on looking at the books on the bookcase.Seeing this, he was startled.

He was born in a scholarly family, and he studied in a private school for a few years when he was young. Later, when the situation became tense and his family fell into poverty, he came to Nanyang with the elders in his hometown to make a living.Because he went to school for several years and was able to write and calculate, he became the accountant of a wealthy local businessman. Some of his uncles and brothers could only sell coolies at the wharf because they were uneducated.So he could tell at a glance that something was wrong with the books here.

This colorful cover, this strange name, this unheard of typesetting!

He randomly picked out a book, and was stunned by the smooth and delicate touch, the flawless white pages and the clear and neat typeface.He has been to domestic bookstores and the largest bookstore in Malaysia, but no bookstore has such good quality books!

His gaze scanned the text, and when the word Ah Q popped out of his eyes, he suddenly realized that this was "The True Story of Ah Q" written by Mr. Lu Xun.He also has one at home.But unlike this one, it is a rough-edged book that has not been cut.

The so-called rough-edged book means that the printed book is not cut after binding.In addition, in the "sky", "earth" and surrounding areas of the book, more blank spaces should be left. ④

This is a habit passed down from Europe and learned by the Japanese.When Mr. Lu Xun was studying in Japan, he thought it was very good, and it could make people read quietly, so all his books were printed with rough edges.

It was the first time he had seen Mr. Tailored's book.He frowned, feeling a little displeased.Although my husband passed away more than a year ago, the publishing house violated my husband's wishes for profit and published the cut book. Although it is convenient to read, it has lost the joy of quiet reading of the cut book.

He carefully stuffed "The True Story of Ah Q" into the bookcase, and made up his mind to spend a few more minutes here before leaving.

But there are so many books in this store, so many strange titles make him dizzy.Some books were wrapped in a strange transparent film. He touched it carefully, and it was smooth to the touch, a bit like a plastic bag.

At this time, the name of a book suddenly popped into his eyes - "The Legend of Wukong".

Speaking of the name Wukong, Lin Qiaosheng can only think of the legendary Monkey King Sun Wukong.As the famous Monkey King in mythology, Lin Qiaosheng grew up listening to his stories.

Is this who wrote a biography for Sun Wukong?

He pulled it out curiously, and was pleasantly surprised to find that the book was not wrapped in that transparent film.

"I want to hear heaven's cry, I want to hear God's begging.

I know the sky is angry, but did you know that the sky can also tremble?

When the sky shakes, I laugh aloud,

Swing away the Ruyi golden cudgel, and hit it upside down.

1 years from now,

You will all remember my name,

Monkey King Monkey King. 』

These words were no less than a thunderbolt falling on Lin Qiaosheng's heart, and he felt a numbness like an electric shock all over his body.

What an arrogant and daring statement this is!

For Chinese people who have always valued modesty and moderation, this is no less than arrogance to challenge the bottom line!

Lin Qiaosheng's hands trembled. He didn't know why, but he continued to read.

And then one page, and another.

This is a vernacular novel that has become popular recently, full of laughter and cursing, like a storytelling on the street, but it contains many truths that cannot be described in simple and concise ancient prose.

A story that originated from "Journey to the West" but broke away from "Journey to the West".

So deviant, yet so... heart-pounding.

"Did you like this book?"

Lin Qiaosheng raised his head in surprise, and found that the boss had stood beside him at some point, looking at him with a smile.

He closed the book awkwardly, nodded shyly, and asked anxiously, "How much is this book...?"

He stared nervously at the boss, his palms sweating.If he skips dinner in the future, he should be able to squeeze out a dollar and fifty cents.

"Two dollars," said the boss.

Lin Qiaosheng's heart suddenly turned cold. He rubbed the cover of the book reluctantly, blushed, and murmured, "Can, can it be cheaper."

The boss glanced at him with calm eyes, without any contempt or impatience, and he asked calmly, "How much money do you have?"

"I only have one yuan and fifty cents at most." Lin Qiaosheng's voice was so low that he couldn't hear him clearly.

"One dollar," said the boss, "I'll sell it to you for one dollar."

Lin Qiaosheng raised his head in surprise, and looked at the boss gratefully: "Thank you, thank you."

"You don't need to thank me. If you want to thank me, please thank Mr. Lu Xun." The boss looked at the "The True Story of Ah Q" that Lin Qiaosheng put in the bookcase, "You also like Mr.'s book?"

Although he was a little confused by the boss's first sentence, Lin Qiaosheng still nodded his head and said: "I have read most of Mr.'s books! Mr. He is our eternal mentor!"

"Do you know why I sold you a dollar for this book?" the boss asked suddenly.

Lin Qiaosheng blushed, why else? Isn't it because he has no money that the boss showed kindness?

The boss glanced at him, as if he had already read his mind, and with a mysterious smile on his face, he solved the mystery: "Have you read "One Side"⑤?"

Lin Qiaosheng was stunned for a moment, and something flashed in his mind like a flash: "Is it——is it Mr. Alei's "One Side" mourning Mr. Lu Xun?"

"That's right." The boss nodded and said with a smile, "At that time, Mr. Lu Xun sold two books to the author for only one dollar. So—" He took out a book from the bookcase and handed it to Lin Qiaosheng. "Including this book, I will charge you a total of one yuan."

Lin Qiaosheng looked down, and saw a few large characters on the cover of the book - "How the Steel Was Tempered".

[The real words have something to say:

①②③are all historical events.As for Lin Qiaosheng being my original character, I deliberately blurred his background. He was the epitome of some patriotic overseas Chinese at that time.In order to avoid domestic characters and history, this story uses the history of the overseas Chinese’s resistance to Japan during the Republic of China to tell the anti-Japanese corner at that time.

④The introduction of Maobian books comes from Baidu Encyclopedia. The popular introduction of the so-called Maobian books is that only the lower pages of the book are cut, and the upper and right pages are not cut. They need to be cut with a special paper knife. The only form of books that literati only have, even in contemporary times, is still popular in niche circles.

⑤ "One Side" is a sixth-grade Chinese text in primary school. Everyone should still have an impression, right?A cash-strapped worker bought books at Neishan Bookstore, but Lu Xun only charged him the cost of one of the two books because he could not afford the fees.I didn't understand its meaning when I was a child, but now I suddenly realize that the short text itself was written by the author to mourn Mr. Lu Xun.Lu Xun was already dead at that time.After realizing what kind of person Lu Xun was without the textbook, I finally started to feel really sad.The name of this dungeon "I recommend Xuanyuan with my blood" is a poem by Mr.

Digression: Overseas Chinese’s aid to China’s resistance against Japan was enormous. After the "September 60th" incident, overseas Chinese in Singapore, Malaysia, Indonesia and other countries made donations to the motherland in various forms. Among them, overseas Chinese in Indonesia donated 6 yuan of national currency, 21 cents of silver, and 1068 dong of Dutch currency and remitted them back to the motherland. During the "January 57000th" incident, overseas Chinese accounted for three-quarters of the 7 million yuan donations received by the 2500th Route Army. An Indonesian organization called the Semarang Overseas Chinese National Salvation Support Association alone remitted more than 4 taels of silver dollars. , more than [-] yuan in national currency.After the start of the Anti-Japanese War, the Nanyang Overseas Chinese Association established the Nanyang Overseas Chinese Relief Relief Association, and jointly elected Tan Kah Kee as the chairman to unify and lead the Nanyang countries to donate money and materials to the motherland.According to incomplete statistics, the average monthly remittances from overseas Chinese in Southeast Asia to China reached [-] million yuan.Before the outbreak of the Pacific War, the Nanyang Overseas Chinese Association for Relief of the Motherland alone raised about [-] million yuan in donations to the National Government, which was equivalent to one-third of the anti-Japanese war funds at that time.

The second is to subscribe for treasury bonds.During the Anti-Japanese War, the national government had issued many tranches of national bonds, among which the first tranche of national salvation bonds amounted to 5 million yuan.More than half of the buyers are overseas Chinese.Among them, Myanmar has set up a 150-person Burmese Overseas Chinese Public Bond Solicitation Committee, and some overseas Chinese businessmen have sold off the Yangon Anxi Guild Hall, Nanan Gong and other club properties to buy national salvation bonds.After the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, many of these national debts were not honored.According to statistics by some scholars, from 1937 to 1939, overseas Chinese purchased 11 billion yuan of national bonds, accounting for more than one-third of the total amount of national bonds issued during this period.

The third is overseas remittances.Overseas Chinese remittances are alimony remitted by overseas Chinese to relatives in China to guarantee daily life.The amount of overseas remittances was marked by the Marco Polo Bridge Incident in 1937. Before that, the average annual amount was about 3 million yuan. After that, the amount of overseas remittances increased sharply, reaching 1938 million yuan in 6, about 1939 billion yuan in 12, 1940 billion yuan in 15, and about 1941 million yuan in 20. billion.Considering the exchange rate relationship between the legal currency issued by the Chinese government and the currencies of other countries at that time, these remittances played a greater role than their actual value.During the Anti-Japanese War, the remittance income not only made up for China's trade deficit, but also served as a fund for issuing banknotes, which played a role in stabilizing the wartime economy. At the beginning of January 1941, Kong Xiangxi said in the article "my country's Finance in the Past 1 Years": "my country's Anti-Japanese War has been going on for three and a half years, and the financial and financial foundations are still extremely solid." , Enrich foreign exchange".

The fourth is material assistance.In addition to economic support, overseas Chinese in Nanyang also donated wartime supplies including medicines, vehicles, clothing, aircraft, and firearms to the country. According to historical records, in the early days of the Anti-Japanese War, the daily import of arms was maintained at about 300 tons, which greatly contributed to the Alleviating the urgent need for materials in the Mainland.Take medicines as an example. During the Anti-Japanese War, there was an urgent need for Cinchona Cream (Quinine Pills), which was produced in Java.Taking cars as an example, many trucks and ambulances running on domestic roads at that time were donated by overseas Chinese, and many vehicles had the words "XX Overseas Chinese Number" and "Donated by overseas Chinese in X place" printed on them.According to statistics, from the second half of 5000 to the beginning of 1937, the total number of various items donated by overseas Chinese was more than 1940 batches.

The fifth is investment industry.During the Anti-Japanese War, some patriotic overseas Chinese actively returned to China to invest in the development of resources in the Southwest and Northwest, and produced minerals, medicines, sugar and other materials urgently needed during the war, which became an important pillar of China's wartime industrial production.For example, Tan Kah Kee and others raised more than 50 yuan to establish a Chongqing pharmaceutical factory, producing more than 90 kinds of medicines.Wang Zhenxiang, an overseas Chinese from Fujian Province in Malaysia, invested 70 yuan to establish a rubber tire reproduction factory in Southwest China through a joint venture with China, and soon repaired more than 1 old tires, saving more than 2000 million yuan in foreign exchange for the motherland.

In addition to economic and material support, tens of thousands of overseas Chinese in Nanyang have successively formed overseas Chinese service groups on the front line and behind enemy lines, overseas Chinese ambulance teams to rescue and transport wounded soldiers, and overseas Chinese planes rushing to transport strategic materials on the Burma Road. Workers, contributed to the motherland's war of resistance on all fronts, and some even gave their lives.

That's why the song "Chinese Heart" in the Spring Festival Gala aroused such resonance at home and abroad.

Although I wear a foreign dress, my heart is still Chinese.This sentence is the whole central idea of ​​this dungeon. 】

[You should have seen the transformation of Lejing in this chapter.The transformation of Lejing is also my transformation.I'm so arrogant.I thought I could write a protagonist who changed the world, but instead I created a megalomaniac.Thank you to all the readers who made me realize this, thank you for making me progress, I love you all. 】