Mr. Zhao's family is just short of food. Food is easy to come by. Just go back to the warehouse and buy some for them.

Along the way, I saw dragon flags fluttering over government offices everywhere. On the walls on both sides of the street, imperial lists were posted one after another. After reading the imperial lists, I realized that the Republic of China had been renamed Xuantong, and Emperor Puyi was back. Shops on the street

The residents were notified that every household must fly the Yellow Dragon Flag.

After returning from the delivery, the police came to the door to deliver the Yellow Dragon Flags. The police heard that these Yellow Dragon Flags were made by the commander Zhang Xun before he came to Beijing from Xuzhou. However, due to the rush of time, the number of dragon flags produced was very large.

It is limited, of course, it is impossible to deliver it to every household, and if it cannot be delivered, every household is ordered to buy it by themselves. But it has been several years since the Republic of China, where can I buy dragon flags?

Take the Huanglong flag and hand it to Lao Zhang.

"Hurry up, the Republic of China has changed to Xuantong."

Lao Zhang found a pole and hung it at the door, while Wang Wenwu and Manager Qiu looked on.

"The emperor is back, and the Republic of China has been transformed into Xuantong."

"It won't grow long, but your braids need to be dealt with soon. Don't wait too long and it will end up in your hands."

"How much do you have to pay?"

"Tomorrow, I'll go to the street and ask around. They'll all be sold the day after tomorrow."

"It's so fast, why don't you wait?"

"We are here to make quick money, but if we throw this useless thing into our hands quickly, we will only be able to buy it at a higher price."

"Okay, tell me tomorrow."

"You won't come with me."

"Let me take a look first."

Lao Zhang hung up the yellow dragon flag and ran forward.

"You two gentlemen, what do you think?"

"Okay, drive away the homeless people around. Don't let them gather here. Pay attention to any news on the street and notify us immediately."

"Okay, Master Wu."

"Go for it!"

Soon there was news that the Longqi stores that had been forced to close around Shunzhi Gate and Qianmen had reopened, and business was booming immediately. These stores were busy making Longqi day and night, but still could not meet the demand, so they had to increase their manpower.

, but this was not enough, they came up with a clever trick and used a paintbrush to draw the pattern of the dragon flag on the yellow cloth.

Even so, demand still exceeds supply, and the price of Longqi more than tripled.

On the way to work on the next day, I saw Huanglong flags hanging all over the streets. However, because they were made on an emergency basis, the specifications and materials used of Huanglong flags were very inconsistent. Some were long, some were short, and some were triangular; some were cloth, silk.

Some are made of silk, satin, and paper; some are new and some are old; some are painted with black dragons, and some are painted with blue dragons. They are really diverse and have everything you want.

Nowadays, the best business on the street is the tailor shop. I heard that Xuantong appointed a large number of new officials. Of course, these people must wear the official uniforms of the Qing Dynasty, and the old people from the former Qing Dynasty must also change back to the old robes. But the demand

It was too big, how could a tailor cope with it? So those who had old clothes at home rummaged through their boxes and found old court clothes. Although they were torn or even infested with insects and mildew, they were still wearable.

This is good, because there are still people wearing costumes on the street, and the costumes of the actors are being snapped up. Even the court clothes worn by the dead are bought, and the price is five or six times higher.

Shops selling second-hand goods and props stocked some fake pigtails and flower feathers on their heads, and they were quickly sold out. The buyers didn't even bother to negotiate the price, and would buy them immediately if they asked for one yuan, two yuan, or even three yuan.

Down.

He hurried to the warehouse and saw Manager Qiu and said, "Brother Qiu, have you seen it on the street?"

"Look. I think it will rise again in the afternoon."

"Then you watch first while I go back and give mine away."

"Okay, go ahead and bring me some news when you come back in the afternoon."

"Okay, I'm leaving first,"

He bowed his hands and said goodbye. He went back to call Aiqin, took a large pack of braids that he had prepared before, and hurried to the train station. Those who ran out when the Qing Dynasty was over, and now that they have been restored and came back as soon as possible, must be all

If you are a rich man, if you give back one ocean, or buy it for two oceans, I will buy at least ten oceans, and I will not buy less than ten oceans.

I couldn't walk fast with my braids on, so when I reached the alley entrance, I immediately hailed a rickshaw.

"Rickshaw, rickshaw," "Go to Zhengyangmen East Station, hurry up."

"Okay, take a look."

Maybe he travels a lot, the rickshaw is fast and stable, and he couldn't get into the station without a ticket, so he took out a braid at the door and hawked it.

At this time, old men with white beards and hair came out from the door of the station. Those who knew each other pointed out from a distance, saying that that person was the minister of such and such department in the Qing Dynasty, that one was the minister of such and such, that one was Zhang Hanlin, that one was Li

Governor, although these people are old, they are all very proud and full of joy.

Wang Wenwu shouted loudly:

"Come and see, braids, clean braids" "Come and see, braids, clean braids, come and see."

Someone heard someone whispering something in the old man's ear. The old man nodded and a butler-like person came over.

"If you want braids, here are twenty braids."

"Sir, twenty silver dollars a piece."

"Hey, tmd, you're stealing money."

"Don't say that. This is a consensual thing between you and me. Why is this a robbery of money? You will be sued if you steal money. This is a business, but it is a bit more expensive."

"Aren't you too expensive? My master is the Minister of the Ministry of Punishment. When you see the emperor, you can go to prison to do your business!"

"Do you know the villain?"

"Where did you come out of here? I will recognize you. You don't even pee and take a look at yourself. Are you worthy?"

"Since you don't know the villain, how can you send him to the prison?" The man said with a somewhat ugly face. "Besides, your minister met with the emperor. The emperor saw that the loyal minister seemed to be no longer a loyal minister of the Qing Dynasty.

He became a citizen of the Republic of China because, for whatever reason, he no longer had braids on the back of his head."

He said with an ugly face: "Okay, twenty is twenty."

He took out four 100-denomination Crédit Agricole notes from his pocket and handed them over.

Wang Wenwuke had never received banknotes before, and he didn't know how to tell the authenticity from the fake ones, but he couldn't lose his momentum. He pretended to understand and checked it like a RMB currency. He nodded and accepted it.

The butler-like person took a different look and saw that the person looked real. I guess these old people couldn't do such a derogatory thing as using counterfeit money, so they ordered twenty braids and gave them to that person.

"Put it away!"

The man put it away, walked up to the old man, handed over a braid, and handed out braids to several old men around him, but they all waved their hands and didn't take it. Then he called his followers and pointed in the direction of Wang Wenwu, and the followers came over.

They said they wanted to buy braids, with as few as five or six braids and as many as ten or twenty, but most of them were given banknotes, banknotes from various countries, including HSBC, Macquarie, Warby and other banks, as well as the Bank of Korea. North Korea has returned.

RB, isn't that the bank of RB people? After the purchase is completed, all the banknotes must be converted into silver dollars and placed in the space.

The old people who just got off the train are really rich. Maybe they are going to get angry when they see the emperor, so they don't feel sad, or they can't lose their status in front of their future colleagues. They don't even have twenty silver dollars for each pigtail.

Counteroffer.

But they are all banknotes. The currency system of the Republic of China was chaotic. The banks of various countries in China were closely related to the strength of their country's power. Once their country's power in China was weakened, the circulating banknotes they issued would be greatly affected, or even completely reduced to waste paper.
Chapter completed!