God's Choice: Sell the Qing Dynasty for tens of billions at the beginning

There is a reason why the bustard does not collect money.

If you buy things in Nanming supermarkets and officially opened stores, if you use silver, you will have to deduct at least 30% of the loss.

In official banks, the price of exchanging money for RMB is getting lower day by day.

Therefore, now the silver is becoming more and more difficult to use.

And as money, the RMB is the strongest.

Because in official stores and in Nanming supermarkets to buy rice, oil, salt, sugar and other important materials, people only recognize RMB.

As for gold.

The bustard would have liked someone to bargain with gold.

Because when you use gold to buy things in Nanming supermarkets or official stores, you will hardly deduct losses.

Moreover, when you exchange RMB at official banks, the exchange rate of Billy is also continuing to rise slowly.

Anyone with a little brain knows that the Yanhuang rebel army likes gold and does not like white "zero-zero" silver.

So in the future, the price of gold will definitely get higher and higher, and the price of silver will get lower and lower.

A maid inserts a freshly lit incense stick into the incense table and places it next to the bustard.

"Alright, ladies and gentlemen, you can start bidding!" the old bustard looked at everyone below with a smile on his face.

Chen Kite, she has been cultivating for nearly ten years, but she has spent a lot of money.

Although Chen Yuan's previous performance has earned back the money she invested earlier.

But now she can make a lot of money at one time.

Not to mention much, this time the bidding does not have the income of ordinary people for a few years, and it is impossible to get Chen Yuan's favor.

After all, the taxes they are required to pay are quite heavy.

After the bustard finished speaking, someone immediately began to shout.

"Three thousand yen!" a young man shouted.

In the Yanhuang control area, a worker's income is only 10 yuan a day.

3,000 yuan is equivalent to a worker's income for ten months without eating or drinking!

The young man was clearly not a worker, but someone who had some assets in his own right.

It's just that their family hasn't done anything hurtful, so they haven't been raided.

Of course, anyone who can come to a place like Qinglou to spend is basically a person who has money, but has not done anything too bad.

Otherwise, they wouldn't be here.

"Three thousand, I want to kiss Miss Chen Yuan, Fangze? Dreaming, I'll give five thousand yuan!!"

"I'm out five thousand five!!"

"I'm out of six thousand!!"

"I'm out of six thousand one!"

"I'm out of eight thousand!!"

"I'll give 10,000!!"

?? The old bustard listened to the bidding below, and happily closed his legs.

Although she said that there was no reserve price for Chen Yuan's combing this time, how could the price be low with so many people competing?

Now the asking price has risen to 10,000 yuan, which is equivalent to the income of a worker for three years!

In the past, this was no longer considered a low price.

Some not-so-good days, you can't even call such a high price.

However, the old bustard knew that Chen Kite's asking price must be more than 10,000.

The old bustard's gaze swept over the boxes on the second floor again.

Now the people who are bidding are just ordinary people in the hall on the first floor, and the real big people have not yet started bidding.

Soon, the price of combing Chen Yuan was called fifteen thousand.

The amount of money that the guests on the first floor added each time had gone from 1,000 to 1,200.

After all, it's just a night's sleep, not a marriage home.

The income of ordinary people in five years is already very, very high.

Fifteen thousand, you can marry a few concubines!

You can even buy a smaller house in the city.

If you continue to call up, it is not cost-effective.

"I'll give you 20,000!" shouted a middle-aged man in one of the wings on the second floor.

Wu Xin looked over, and the other party had a goatee and looked like he was about thirty or forty years old.

He was dressed in satin, and was obviously a rich man. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Although the mite Qing merchants could not wear clothes made of silk, the emperor of Jiangnan Tiangao was far away, and the control was not so strict.

Moreover, merchants can obtain the status of a taxi through donations, and they can wear silk.

Of course, the main thing is that the Yanhuang control area has lifted the restrictions on dressing.

It doesn't matter what material anyone wants to wear.

?? But this guy is so old, can he do it?

"I'll give twenty-five thousand!" shouted the middle-aged fat man in the other room.

This fat man has a fat head and big ears, and he usually lives a very moist life!

Otherwise, how could it be so fat in this era?

You must know that most of the poor people in this era are black, thin and small.

Most of those with average family backgrounds will not be fat.

Those who can gain weight are basically rich people!

This fat man Wu Xin has a bit of an influence, it seems to be a salt dealer....

Selling illicit salt was a felony in the Manchu Dynasty, but it was nothing to Yan Huang.

The official salt is not enough, and selling private salt can make the common people eat salt, which can be regarded as a good deed.

And this guy didn't do anything hurtful except for selling illicit salt, so he wasn't arrested.

However, now Nanming supermarket sells a large amount of salt, and the price is not expensive.

The profits of this fat man's private salt business must have become much lower.

But salt, it has always been profitable, and it is normal for him to have money.

"I'll give 30,000!" shouted a man not much older than Wu Xin in another wing.

Wu Xin didn't know this man.

After all, there are no characteristics, unlike the fat man just now, who has distinctive characteristics and is easy to remember.

"I'll pay thirty-five thousand!" the fat man shouted again.

"I'll pay thirty-seven thousand!" the goatee continued to follow.

"I'll pay 40,000!" the young man shouted.

After shouting the price, the young man looked at the other two wings.

"Boss Jia, Boss Qian, you have already read countless women, how about Miss Chen Yuan give it to the juniors?"

"And this is just a top prize, and the two uncles will have a chance in the future. "

Forty thousand is not low, and it will take ordinary people more than ten years to earn this money.

He didn't want the other two to be angry with him and raise the price too high.

"Since the virtuous nephew has said so, I won't call it. 2.1 "The goatee man raised his hand and touched his beard, giving up the bid.

"Thank you, Boss Qian!" the young man thanked him.

"Boss Qian won't follow, then I'll give you this face. The middle-aged fat man also gave up.

His private salt business has not been doing well recently, and there is no need to waste so much money for a first prize.

The Sun family kid wanted to fight, so he let him fight.

However, if you don't fight, it doesn't mean that others won't fight.

The middle-aged fat man's eyes looked in Wu Xin's direction.

This person from the Yanhuang Rebel Army has never asked for a price, and he doesn't know if he is not interested in Chen Yuan, or is he ready to settle the matter in one fell swoop?

Middle-aged fat people tend to favor the latter.

If I'm really not interested in Chen Yuan, I won't be here today.

"Thank you, Boss Jia!" the young man thanked again.