Sword of Light: I Can Summon the Fourth Disaster

Hearing this, everyone looked at each other in surprise.

Lao Yuan is not a money trader and doesn't know the current exchange rate. The spy who just identified the US dollars happened to work in a bank and he knew the value of the money very well.

"Lao Yuan, you are really lucky. This thin stack of money can be exchanged for 10,000 yuan in cash."

When he heard that he could exchange so much, Lao Yuan asked in surprise: "Lao Song, don't lie to me. The Eighth Route Army said that it can be exchanged for 5000 yuan. How come it has become yuan when it is placed with you?"

Old Song laughed and said, "What do those Eighth Route Army bumpkins know? I guess it's the funding approved by their superiors. They don't know what it is, so they use it as legal tender."

"We can exchange these for cash if we go to a foreigner or a foreign bank."

Hearing this, everyone stared at Lao Yuan, as if to say, "You've made it big, kid." Even the boss in the teahouse glanced at Lao Yuan from time to time.

"Ahem." The eldest brother cleared his throat and said, "Since Old Song has a way to exchange it for dollars, let Old Song take it and exchange it!"

"After we exchange it for cash, whether it's dollars or yellow croaker, give 5,000 to Lao Yuan, and the rest will be used as funds for our transportation station."

"During this period, after the Eighth Route Army entered the city, the Union Bank notes issued by the devils became a pile of waste paper. Many of our brothers' families could not even afford to eat."

"When Lao Song pays back the money, I'll give some to the brothers so they can give an explanation to their families. Lao Yuan, do you have any objections?"

When Lao Yuan heard this, he smiled and said, "I have no objection to this. If the boss hadn't arranged for me to report it, I wouldn't have made this windfall."

"However, Boss, there are some things you don't know because you don't go out often. Now the largest grain merchant in the capital has announced that the grain price will increase by 30%!"

"What!" The eldest brother exclaimed, and asked Lao Yuan, "Doesn't Huang Laoqi want to live? Doesn't he know what the Eighth Route Army did in the south in the early years?"

"The Eighth Route Army really values ​​those poor people. If those poor people don't have food to eat, they will skin Huang Laoqi alive!"

Old Song laughed and said, "This Huang Laoqi has been using his good relationship with the devils to bully others in the capital these past two years."

"This is not the first time that he has raised grain prices due to a disagreement. However, he may not understand the Eighth Route Army. This time he has hit a wall." At the end, Old Song couldn't help but gloat over his misfortune.

You have to know that Huang Laoqi has always been what he says, relying on the support of the Japanese devils.

It was not the first time that bran was sold as fine grain, rice dregs as good rice, and brown rice as polished rice. It was just that the common people saw that he had the support of the devils, so they dared not speak out.

The Military Intelligence Bureau spies in the box were people who were afraid of the light and had been persecuted by Huang Laoqi over the years.

Now when he heard what Huang Laoqi was doing, he could not help but feel gloating, knowing that he was definitely going to kill himself.

"Now, Huang Laoqi should behave himself." Lao Yuan said with a smile.

"It's not necessarily that he's honest, but it's very likely that he could kill an entire family just because of a harsh remark."

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Provisional City Government Office in tatters

"You mean, capturing these devils was the plan given to you by the Military Control Commission?" Zheji Chensha narrowed his eyes and asked with some amusement.

"That's right, Mr. Lu, it is indeed the Military Control Commission." Bai Guangge, who is in charge of the South City Police Department, said with a smile.

Hearing this, Zheji Chensha smiled and said, "In this case, why don't you spread the word that as long as you report traitors and devils, you will be rewarded!"

"Ha, we told them after we caught the devils. We gave them 5000 in counterfeit bills alone."

Hearing that it was counterfeit money again, Zheti Chensha couldn't help but feel a headache.

It is only the beginning of July now, and the amount of counterfeit banknotes spent by the Chen Hu Bai Corps alone has exceeded 10 billion.

How much is the United States' GDP now? It will not exceed this year at most. The United States will experience the strongest inflation in its history.

"Take it easy. You can't pluck all the wool from one sheep."

Hearing what Zhejichensha said, Bai Guangge touched his nose awkwardly and whispered, "Boss Lu, we know the saying of slow and steady flow. Recently, it's not just the Americans who have been doing business with us. Merchants from other countries have also received a lot of counterfeit money from us."

"In fact, our Northeastern Division has already reached the Far East of the Bear Federation and started cooperating with the Far East Military Region of the Bear Federation."

"Stupid!" Zhejichensha slammed the table and said angrily, "It's better for you to trade with the German mustache than with the Bear Federation."

"Then with the counterfeit money we provided them, they could purchase a large amount of production materials from the United States, which would be detrimental to our previous plan."

"And large-scale cash transactions will draw the attention of the United States to us!"

"But!" Bai Guangge wanted to open his mouth to defend himself, but was interrupted by Zheji Chensha.

"No buts!"

"I have given the Corps an order now. For transactions involving counterfeit money, it is best to find a middleman to cover up the traces of our column behind the scenes."

"Don't treat the enemies as fools. If they really find out that we are the cause of inflation, they will use us as a target to divert domestic conflicts!"

"Understood...."

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Guangdong-Guangxi Border Region Provisional Government

Now Wang Zizai, with the Sichuan-Shaanxi Column consisting of two ground divisions, has won victory after victory in the Guangdong-Guangxi area and has firmly controlled a large area of ​​land.

Ever since Xiao Zongmin shifted his attention to the southeast, a large number of elite air force troops have been transferred here. Now, let alone the Japanese army, even if the Japanese navy comes here, they will be hit by hundreds of tons of bombs.

At this moment, Wang Zizai was sitting in his office leisurely, processing local documents. As the former Air Force chief steward, he seemed to be very adept at handling local affairs.

"Knock knock." There was a sudden knock on the door, causing Wang Zizai, who was concentrating on processing documents, to look up.

"Come in!"

The director of the Telecommunications Department of the Sichuan-Shaanxi Column pushed the door open.

"Boss Wang, there's a telegram from the reorganization division."

Hearing this, Wang Zizai looked up in surprise and quickly asked him to bring it over.

After Wang Zizai finished studying the information in his hand, he raised his head with a look of sudden realization.

"Kagawa, do you have records of those clans that you mentioned earlier that had deals with the French nobles?"

"Every transaction is recorded in our books. Mr. Wang, can you use them?" Lu Xiangchuan asked in surprise.

"Isn't this Mr. Lu from the Reorganization Division? He told us that too many counterfeit banknotes have been used recently, and asked us to find a few middlemen when doing business with external forces."