Traveling through 1942 with space

Just as Hou Xiaoge and his family got off the car, jade merchant Chen Baotang also got off the car empty-handed with a gloomy face.

It turned out that just now when Chen Baotang took out a handkerchief to wipe his mouth after finishing his lunch box, he took out a stack of papers from his pocket. Chen Baotang, who often touched money, naturally felt that this was money, and the amount was not small, and they were large bills.

It was too conspicuous to take out money in the carriage, so Chen Baotang quickly pulled over his clothes and took a look at his pocket. He was really shocked by the sight. It was actually a stack of French currency, all with a face value of one hundred, with a piece of paper on the top.

Chen Baotang looked around and saw no one was paying attention, so he quickly took out the note. When he saw it and looked up again, he was shocked.

However, after reading the note, Chen Baotang did not dare to say anything and went into the toilet with the note in his pocket.

After arriving at the toilet, Chen Baotang took out the French currency and repeatedly confirmed that it was real money. Then he counted it again. When he was sure that it was 10,000 yuan, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Chen Baotang is just a small businessman, and his total net worth is only about one thousand yuan.

He spent nearly half of his net worth to buy this meteorite from Nanyang, plus the high-quality jade raw materials, a total of two hundred and fifty dollars.

If you take into account his expenses along the way, he spent almost two hundred and eighty dollars. If he lost it, his loss would be huge.

Although the meteorite and jade were lost, at least I got back 10,000 French francs, which is about 350 British francs when converted into silver. It can be considered a small profit, as I barely made back the money I invested.

But Chen Baotang was still unhappy, because this meteorite could be sold for at least four hundred dollars. If he added those high-quality jades, it could be sold for at least five hundred dollars, so he could earn more than three hundred dollars.

Now three hundred has become seventy, and it is still a difficult-to-spend legal tender. No one would be happy.

However, Chen Baotang did not dare to shout. What he saw and heard during this trip to the Central Plains would be unforgettable for him.

Now, in Chen Baotang's view, a little money is a trivial matter. If people knew that he had a lot of money on him, it would be difficult for him to return to Longxi safely.

Besides, the person who took his meteorite didn't do anything cruel to him. At least he left him some money and even gave him some extra money as a reward for his hard work, so his trip was not in vain.

In this way, Chen Baotang could only curse the thief who stole his meteorite in his heart and got off the train cautiously.

On the other side, Hou Xiaoge suddenly sneezed twice after getting off the train with his family. When he saw Chen Baotang getting off the train not far away with a gloomy face, he thought to himself.

It must be Chen Baotang who discovered that the meteorite was missing and was cursing him, but Hou Xiaoge didn't blush either. After all, it was the Tianxian Ring, not him, who stole Chen Baotang's meteorite.

After getting off the train, different groups of people enjoy different treatments. The first-class carriages have special dedicated passages to exit the station directly; the second-class carriages have strong workers to help carry the luggage out of the station; the third and fourth-class carriages carry their own luggage and the refugees to exit the station through the gate on the side.

As Hou Xiaoge was walking towards the exit, he suddenly saw refugees queuing to exit the station being stopped by bandits, searched, and robbed of their belongings. Thinking something was not right, he quickly turned around and ran back to inform his uncle and the villagers.

"Uncle, these blacks and bandits are looting refugees. We can't go out through the gate. You should quickly take the villagers and leave the station from other places along the railway." Hou Xiaoge walked quickly to his uncle and whispered.

"What?"

Hou Yangmin was shocked when he heard this, then he carefully glanced at the black-skinned people patrolling around, and quickly asked in a low voice.

After Hou Xiaoge's explanation, Hou Yangmin and several elders understood and quickly led their tribesmen back along the railway line.

When he met Hei Pi who stopped him for questioning, Hou Yangmin stuffed two silver dollars into his pocket. Hei Pi looked at the team in front of him with five or six hundred spears and did not dare to say a word, otherwise there would be chaos.

Hou Xiaoge breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the village team being allowed to pass. Then he quickly caught up with the family members waiting at the station entrance, and the whole family left the station together.

The treatment in the premium carriages is indeed good. It is not crowded when leaving the station and there is no need for inspection. They are let through after just checking their tickets.

"Hey guys, I see you're just coming out of the station. Is there anywhere you want to go?" As soon as the family got out of the station, a middle-aged man in a navy blue jacket drove up in a horse-drawn carriage with a closed compartment and asked.

Although the family came out of the station, they were ordinary people. How could they have ridden in such a high-end thing as a horse-drawn carriage? They were so scared that they shook their heads.

"Uncle, we have someone else to wait for, so we won't take the bus!" Hou Xiaoge was naturally not stage-frightened and replied with a smile.

"Okay, if you want to take a bus, just find Wang Dachui at the station entrance and he'll give you a discount. Okay!" After saying that, the middle-aged man drove the horse away.

"Heiwa, this coachman thinks we are rich." After the carriage left, Erhuan came over and said happily.

"There's nothing we can do. We came out of the station hall. You see, the passengers in the other second-class carriages all left in rickshaws or horse-drawn carriages." After Hou Xiaoge finished speaking, he pursed his lips and pointed at a rickshaw not far away. The person sitting on it was a passenger sitting next to their seats on the train.

"Heiwa, when do you think we can become rich?" Erhuan said with envy.

"You're just dreaming. Our ancestors have been farmers for ten generations, and we've never been destined to have rich descendants." Before Hou Xiaoge could speak, her aunt Hou Cuiping attacked her.

"Aunt, you are looking down on people because you are looking at them through a crack in the door. Who says our family can't produce rich people? I can see that Heiwa is the one who can.

Heiwa is smart and lucky. Wu Ye said that Heiwa will do great things in the future.

When Heiwa becomes rich, I will follow him and become a wealthy man. Heiwa, don't you think so? " Er Huan blushed and glared at his aunt stubbornly, then looked at Hou Xiaoge for help.

"You little brat, how dare you glare at your aunt? A few years ago, your father and your third uncle taught you brothers how to read, but you were the most mischievous and didn't study hard.

Now you can barely recognize a few words, what are you going to do with Heiwa in the future, driving a cart and picking up manure for him?" Hou Cuiping was in her twenties, at the age of being competitive, and without waiting for Hou Xiaoge to reply, she directly confronted Erhuan, leaving him speechless.

When the cousins heard that Erhuan was about to cry because of his aunt's scolding, they covered their mouths and giggled.

"Aunt, you are the best." Hou Xiaoge flattered his aunt and quickly pulled his second cousin to walk in front.

“Second brother, although what our aunt said is correct, you don’t have to worry.

When your brother has enough money, he will buy a four-wheeled car and let you be the driver." Hou Xiaoge said, holding Erhuan's arm and pointing at a black Beetle car in front.

"Really? I heard that that car can exchange for dozens of horse-drawn carriages! But I don't know how to drive a car!" Erhuan was surprised at first, and then immediately said in frustration.

Seeing his second cousin's changing expressions, Hou Xiaoge wanted to send him to Sichuan Province to learn how to change his face. This guy's face was so smooth even without makeup, it would be a pity if he didn't learn how to change his face.

"Nothing in the world is difficult for one who sets his mind to it. If you don't know how to do it, you can learn it! You don't want to be looked down upon or laughed at by your cousins, right? Believe in yourself." Hou Xiaoge said in a pua tone.

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Er Huan blushed and waved his fists around.

After arriving in Qin Province, although there were still disaster victims everywhere, everyone's depressed mood was relieved a lot.

The family came to the street corner playfully and saw a lot of stalls selling food. Hou Xiaoge led everyone over.

"Auntie, how much are the batter and sesame cakes? And pickles." Hou Xiaoge saw that the two people selling the food at the stall were relatively clean, so he walked up to ask the price.

"A bowl of flour paste costs three big dollars, which is thirty cents in French currency; a sesame seed bun and pickles are five cents each, which is one dollar and fifty cents in French currency." The lady who was wiping the table said quickly.

(One cent is equal to three big coins!)

After hearing this price, Hou Xiaoge felt like he had returned to normal society. Compared with the price in Central Plains, this price was really too reasonable, and he was so moved that he wanted to cry.

After hearing the price, everyone was delighted and sat down.

"Auntie, give us twelve bowls of batter, twelve pancakes, and six plates of pickles first." Hou Xiaoge reported the quantity directly.