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After leaving the dock, Liu Ruian carrying a black suitcase reached out and recruited a rickshaw.

It was also due to the fact that New China was not established long before 1950, and the domestic situation has not been completely settled.

After the tragic and prolonged war, it takes time to recuperate.

The above has not yet met the opponents of the private companies below, otherwise it would be troublesome to hire a rickshaw.

"Where is the guest officer?" The driver, who was dressed almost like the old photo, asked diligently.

Listening to the other party is clearly not the local accent of Jinling, even today's Liu Rui'an can't help but feel a little emotion.

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

This ancient capital of the Six Dynasties had to relocate the surrounding population and it was normal to hear accents from other places.

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

"The guest official has no central bank now, only Zhonghua ￡ ↑ dǐng ￡ ↑ ǎn ￡ ↑ 小 ￡ ↑ said, ︽.≯o People ’s Bank of China Nanjing Branch."

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

"Of course, sir, sit down." With an accent from southern Anhui, the driver said diligently that he pulled up the car and ran away.

Looking at the back that looked fleshy but actually very strong, Liu Ruian's eyes flashed a playful look.

"I haven't been back for a long time. I feel that my hometown has changed so much." Looking at the scenery on both sides of the road, Liu Ruian said with emotion.

"Is the guest official also a Jinling man?" While maintaining a steady speed. The driver said without looking back.

"What? I don't look like it?" Liu Ruian, who changed to the Jinling carrot words, asked rhetorically.

"Oh. The guest official wants to say this early, and I won't ask." The tone was still full of attentive drivers and said with a smile:

"But I think the guest officer should not be back for a long time. Does it look like he has returned from the outside?"

"Yeah, it's a pity to come back late, otherwise I must let the little devil know the power of Chinese martial arts!" Liu Ruian said along the subject.

"Guoshu?" The coachman's tone clearly brought a stunned voice.

No way, who made Liu Ruian dressed like a student in the rich family.

The manner in which the text is binbinous doesn't matter much to the elders who danced with swords and guns.

"Yes. Only killing and not acting!" Liu Ruian flashed a smile in his eyes, said decisively.

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

On the way down, the people pulling the car and sitting in the car chatted a lot.

From the invasion of China by little Japan, to the waste of life after the founding of the People's Republic of China, to planning to open a military museum and investing in factories to support the country, and so on.

There are a lot of topics, and the content has successfully shaped Liu Rui'an into a patriotic and enthusiastic returned overseas Chinese.

After unconsciously slowing down, the rickshaw finally stopped at the gate holding the banner of the "People's Bank of China Nanjing Branch", and Liu Ruian, who got off the car, took out two silver dollars and put them in the driver's hands.

"Do you still have the cash register?" Liu Ruian asked.

"Accept. Of course."

The coachman who took the silver dollar and looked at it, said that he held the two Mexican eagle oceans in the middle with his thumb and index finger, and then gently blew.

Take the driver's eyesight. Just a moment of effort confirmed that the two pieces of eagle ocean in his hand were not fakes.

Besides, it ’s right at the door of the bank right now, so do n’t worry about going in for a test.

but. It was completely useless for this driver.

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

There are many versions of the silver dollar, from Long Yang in the late Qing Dynasty to Yuan Datou, a famous descendant. Mexican Eagle Ocean is also one of the more widely circulated.

"Guest officer, two dollars are too much. I'm the first one to buy and sell today. I don't have any change." The driver holding two silver dollars said awkwardly.

"The more money is the tea money you chat with me."

Seeing the embarrassment in the other party's face, there was a trace of the cunning of the little citizen, and he smiled and did not give the other party the opportunity to speak, and turned and entered the bank.

"Thanks for the official reward!" The driver, who had collected the two silver dollars close to him, thanked him with a sore throat.

Liu Ruian, who ignored the driver behind him, quickly walked into the lobby of the former central bank

Unlike the banks of later generations, the banks of this era have no bulletproof glass.

However, as the interior of the former central bank is definitely more impressive than the savings bank below, the decoration and layout of the hall are in many ways not worse than the banks of later generations.

I do n’t know whether it ’s because Liu Rui’an looks rich in this outfit, or because there are not many people who save money in this era.

No need to wait at all, Liu Ruian was asked to sit down at a counter.

"What's the need for this gentleman?" The man, who obviously should be a professional, asked politely.

"I'm an overseas Chinese who just returned from abroad. I want to ask if the dollar can be exchanged here?" Liu Ruian asked, putting the black suitcase in his hand.

"It turned out to be a returned overseas Chinese, and I'm glad to meet you." The smile on his face instantly added a bit more sincere man, and then said:

"My surname is Zhao, Zhao Zhicheng, and it is natural for Mr. Yuan to exchange US dollars for Renminbi."

"Today's exchange rate is one US dollar to two or seven or five yuan, 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 during the period of the Republic of China.

If you want to exchange foreign currency in the future, huh ... it's really hard to say the end.

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

"All?" Zhao Zhicheng, whose eyes fell on the box, the first reaction was, "Isn't the box full of money?"

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After Liu Rui'an opened the box, all the rest was money and dollars except for some IDs, silver dollars and a few simple clothes changes.

After the Qing was over, Zhao Zhicheng was a bit dazed to face the huge sum of half a million 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 contacted a lot of rich people and a lot of funds, but now it is not the Republic of China but the People's Republic.

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

However, it is not too surprising that Zhao Zhicheng arrived when he thought that someone was an overseas Chinese.

After all, in the years when the war is getting more and more serious, a large number of rich people have taken their families to settle abroad.

But why does this man return to his country at this time? Is there any purpose? (To be continued.)