The third young master of the Tang family? Haha! Duoer smiled inexplicably
What, is there any problem? I asked in confusion
Duoer shook her head, smirked with lips and began to search for suitable clothes
Half an hour later, everyone changed into clothes. After one of Monk Bianji's subordinates, I realized that this guy also had a very big clothing factory. These clothes were made by Monk Bianji personally supervising the worker yesterday and rushed to the scene overnight!
As for the equipment and treasures at the seventeenth place, they were all packed into large ancient boxes, like darts!
I had agreed with Commander Tong before and asked him to help us cover us across the river, but after the last battle, the defense forces on both sides of the Yellow River were greatly strengthened, and it was difficult to go directly over. I proposed a tactic of fighting the east and the west, which was praised by Commander Tong!
At 10:30 in the morning, the battle by the river began. Commander Tong gathered most of the troops and lined up on the line of Tongguan, causing a strong attack on crossing the river. The shells on both sides flew around, but they were testing each other, and the shells fell on the beachhead positions.
At twelve o'clock, the troops along the Yellow River in the Central Plains began to gather in the direction of Tongguan. Our Tangmen Detachment quietly crossed the river from a ferry called Hejin upstream. The defenders on the other side of the bridge were already busy, so they were released after checking us.
After crossing the river, the detachment went straight north and arrived at our first stop - Taiyuan!
As the capital of the Three Jin province, Taiyuan had an average strategic position (because there is no city worth guarding here, and although Datong, the resource-rich town, belongs to the same province, it is far apart from one south and one north, and there is a Taihang Mountain partition in the middle, which cannot form a distance for each other). However, as the gateway of the Central Plains Union to the west, Taiyuan was managed to become a large fortress!
Judging from the map, the entire Taiyuan City has good feng shui, surrounded by mountains on three sides, facing north and south. If you simply guard the city, it is still a good place. Unfortunately, it has been relatively barren since ancient times, so the historical accumulation is not as heavy as Qian'an.
Before the evening, the convoy with the words "Xichuan Tangmen Tourism Brigade" entered Taiyuan City. A strong smell of Shangqiu spread throughout the city. The faces of the people were filled with mechanical joy. They seemed to be very excited, but they were all strong outside and fucked at the same time, quite similar to the people of Northern Goryeo.
They were all brainwashed!
After all, the United Nations in the Central Plains is also the remaining seed of the empire. There is always a way to conduct propaganda. They can do whatever people they want to become. This is magical. It can also be understood that the people of the Republic are easily shaped!
In this operation, the Northwest Military and the Ministry of State Security funded 500,000 yuan in activity funds, and the country is in trouble!
But when I got here I realized that it would be great if this little money could reach the Demon City!
I’m blaming me. I asked Lian Ye to apply for funds based on Shangqiu’s consumption level. Lao Meng also granted an additional 100,000 yuan, but I didn’t expect that the inflation rate in Taiyuan was five or six times higher than that in Shangqiu!
A bowl of cut noodles from a small shop on the street actually costs 128 yuan!
Fortunately, Monk Bianji was foresighted and brought some general currency, gold!
They are all hungry, but I really don’t praise the hygienic conditions of the dirty knife-cut noodle shop on the street. It’s so expensive!
Twenty-two people will have to eat a meal of noodles for nearly three thousand yuan!
I led a team to find a small hotel, spent 140,000 yuan to pack it, and then booked a small restaurant next to the hotel, asking them to deliver food to us, and all breakfast tomorrow morning were solved here, so that comrades don’t have to show up in public, so as not to cause any trouble!
After dinner, Monk Bian Ji and I went out and prepared to exchange gold for banknotes, so as to facilitate the next step of action - the less valuable the money is, the more it can reflect its value. There are too many places to use money!
Monk Bianji is very experienced and soon learned about the location of the underground black market in Taiyuan City under the name of begging for alms. It is in a park east of Sanjin Medical University.
After taking a taxi, a monk walked in from the south gate of the park. The southern area was no different from the usual park, but there were not many people taking a walk or dancing square dance. When disasters broke out in various cities, it was all at night, so the square dance aunts were the first to bear the brunt of the brunt and suffered heavy losses!
The aunts who survived by chance probably were still scared and did not dare to risk going out for entertainment at night!
Most of them are young couples flirting in dark corners. The ratio of men and women here seems to be much balanced than Shangqiucheng, and it looks a bit yin and yang decay. For some reason, Monk Bian Ji and I walked through the southern area, and after trampling on a few pairs of wild mandarin ducks, we came to the northern area without public lights.
There are many small houses spliced with color steel plates in the north area of the park, some are big and some are small. An incandescent lamp is hung at the door, and the wooden signs under the light contain rough words, which are very straightforward!
Aren't they afraid of being arrested?
firearms!
Hi medicine!
A-grade leather bag!
Pawnshop! Ah, found it! Monk Bianji took a photo of his bald head and walked up quickly, knocking on the door awesomely
The small door on the iron gate was opened, and a pair of sharp eyes shot out. Seeing that it was a monk, there was a Taoist priest standing behind him, he immediately closed the small door again.
Hey! Donor! We are here to pawn!
Monk Bianji took out a gold bar from his sleeve, held it in front of him, knocking on the door again
The small door was opened again, and the eagle eye immediately became sharper when seeing the gold bar. After closing the small door, it opened the door: Master, please come in!
I followed Monk Bianji into the color steel plate hut. Hawkeye immediately closed the door and locked it from inside.
In front of me was a low corridor, and at the end was the steps leading to the underground. Hawkeye took us down the steps. A door next to the corridor opened, and another thin hawkeye man came out. He walked to the door and sat down. Are you twins?
After going down the stairs and turning two turns, you could hear some noise inside. A large iron door that looked very thick blocked the way. Hawkeye came to the door and knocked heavily twice. The small window on the door opened, and a strong smell of cigarette filled out!
The iron door was opened, Hawkeye sent us both in, and then closed the door from outside
Damn it!
There is actually a mahjong hall inside!
The lights were dim and smoked. There were seven or eight tables in total, each with four people standing next to them!
This scene is so familiar. Every night around the country, there are mahjong halls hidden in such communities everywhere!
What is the national treasure!
I guess Taiyuan City has banned marijuana, so everyone moved to the ground!
When everyone saw two people dressed in strange clothes, they looked at us and looked at us vigilantly. Monk Bianji bowed to the mahjong friends. I also recited Amitabha Buddha. Suddenly I found that my identity was wrong. I immediately changed my words and said to Wuliang Heavenly Lord, and then followed the doorman through the mahjong table and walked towards the room inside.
There is actually a bar counter that can exchange chips, which looks very professional!
After entering a room inside, the doorkeeper asked us to wait on the chair. Soon, a fierce man with a scar on his face came in. I secretly decided, "Oh, green air, it's not bad!"
After the man came in, he sat directly opposite us and stretched out his big hand: Gold!
Monk Bianji nodded complimentally, took out the piece of gold just now from his sleeve and handed it to the man. The man weighed it with his hand, opened his mouth, exposed two big gold teeth, bit the gold, and frowned.
What's the situation? Is Monk Bianji's gold fake? I looked at the monk, and he was swaying back and forth
How many more? The man asked
Talk about the price first, I'll say
This part, two hundred thousand man said
Damn! Two hundred thousand! You rob money Ah!
Although this gold nugget looks small, it weighs at least one kilogram!
One kilogram is one kilogram. Even if calculated based on the price before the zombie outbreak, 250 yuan per gram is worth 250,000 yuan!
The prices here are about fifteen to twenty times before the outbreak of loss!
Calculated at comparable prices, it will cost at least three million yuan per unit!
One million! One piece! I said, after all, it’s a pawnshop, and you have to leave enough profit space for the other party!
The man raised his body behind, weighed the gold nugget, shook his neck, and made a rattle, as if he was a little dissatisfied.
Don't Ah, you can discuss something if you have something to do!
When Monk Bian Ji saw that the sword was tense, he quickly turned the stage. Or, you give me another price? Things are difficult, so don’t make it too difficult for the little monk and Taoist priest to be Ah!
Monk Bian Ji looked at the golden-toothed man
The man looked at Monk Bianji, looked at me again, stretched out his right hand, spreading his five fingers
Five hundred thousand? That's not bad!
Monk Bian Ji smiled and gave me a wink - what bicycle do you want!
It’s 500,000 yuan, but it’s okay. I know that Monk Bianji has brought more than 20 such gold nuggets!
It should be enough to change it to 18 million.
Fifty thousand! The man sneered!
What, is there any problem? I asked in confusion
Duoer shook her head, smirked with lips and began to search for suitable clothes
Half an hour later, everyone changed into clothes. After one of Monk Bianji's subordinates, I realized that this guy also had a very big clothing factory. These clothes were made by Monk Bianji personally supervising the worker yesterday and rushed to the scene overnight!
As for the equipment and treasures at the seventeenth place, they were all packed into large ancient boxes, like darts!
I had agreed with Commander Tong before and asked him to help us cover us across the river, but after the last battle, the defense forces on both sides of the Yellow River were greatly strengthened, and it was difficult to go directly over. I proposed a tactic of fighting the east and the west, which was praised by Commander Tong!
At 10:30 in the morning, the battle by the river began. Commander Tong gathered most of the troops and lined up on the line of Tongguan, causing a strong attack on crossing the river. The shells on both sides flew around, but they were testing each other, and the shells fell on the beachhead positions.
At twelve o'clock, the troops along the Yellow River in the Central Plains began to gather in the direction of Tongguan. Our Tangmen Detachment quietly crossed the river from a ferry called Hejin upstream. The defenders on the other side of the bridge were already busy, so they were released after checking us.
After crossing the river, the detachment went straight north and arrived at our first stop - Taiyuan!
As the capital of the Three Jin province, Taiyuan had an average strategic position (because there is no city worth guarding here, and although Datong, the resource-rich town, belongs to the same province, it is far apart from one south and one north, and there is a Taihang Mountain partition in the middle, which cannot form a distance for each other). However, as the gateway of the Central Plains Union to the west, Taiyuan was managed to become a large fortress!
Judging from the map, the entire Taiyuan City has good feng shui, surrounded by mountains on three sides, facing north and south. If you simply guard the city, it is still a good place. Unfortunately, it has been relatively barren since ancient times, so the historical accumulation is not as heavy as Qian'an.
Before the evening, the convoy with the words "Xichuan Tangmen Tourism Brigade" entered Taiyuan City. A strong smell of Shangqiu spread throughout the city. The faces of the people were filled with mechanical joy. They seemed to be very excited, but they were all strong outside and fucked at the same time, quite similar to the people of Northern Goryeo.
They were all brainwashed!
After all, the United Nations in the Central Plains is also the remaining seed of the empire. There is always a way to conduct propaganda. They can do whatever people they want to become. This is magical. It can also be understood that the people of the Republic are easily shaped!
In this operation, the Northwest Military and the Ministry of State Security funded 500,000 yuan in activity funds, and the country is in trouble!
But when I got here I realized that it would be great if this little money could reach the Demon City!
I’m blaming me. I asked Lian Ye to apply for funds based on Shangqiu’s consumption level. Lao Meng also granted an additional 100,000 yuan, but I didn’t expect that the inflation rate in Taiyuan was five or six times higher than that in Shangqiu!
A bowl of cut noodles from a small shop on the street actually costs 128 yuan!
Fortunately, Monk Bianji was foresighted and brought some general currency, gold!
They are all hungry, but I really don’t praise the hygienic conditions of the dirty knife-cut noodle shop on the street. It’s so expensive!
Twenty-two people will have to eat a meal of noodles for nearly three thousand yuan!
I led a team to find a small hotel, spent 140,000 yuan to pack it, and then booked a small restaurant next to the hotel, asking them to deliver food to us, and all breakfast tomorrow morning were solved here, so that comrades don’t have to show up in public, so as not to cause any trouble!
After dinner, Monk Bian Ji and I went out and prepared to exchange gold for banknotes, so as to facilitate the next step of action - the less valuable the money is, the more it can reflect its value. There are too many places to use money!
Monk Bianji is very experienced and soon learned about the location of the underground black market in Taiyuan City under the name of begging for alms. It is in a park east of Sanjin Medical University.
After taking a taxi, a monk walked in from the south gate of the park. The southern area was no different from the usual park, but there were not many people taking a walk or dancing square dance. When disasters broke out in various cities, it was all at night, so the square dance aunts were the first to bear the brunt of the brunt and suffered heavy losses!
The aunts who survived by chance probably were still scared and did not dare to risk going out for entertainment at night!
Most of them are young couples flirting in dark corners. The ratio of men and women here seems to be much balanced than Shangqiucheng, and it looks a bit yin and yang decay. For some reason, Monk Bian Ji and I walked through the southern area, and after trampling on a few pairs of wild mandarin ducks, we came to the northern area without public lights.
There are many small houses spliced with color steel plates in the north area of the park, some are big and some are small. An incandescent lamp is hung at the door, and the wooden signs under the light contain rough words, which are very straightforward!
Aren't they afraid of being arrested?
firearms!
Hi medicine!
A-grade leather bag!
Pawnshop! Ah, found it! Monk Bianji took a photo of his bald head and walked up quickly, knocking on the door awesomely
The small door on the iron gate was opened, and a pair of sharp eyes shot out. Seeing that it was a monk, there was a Taoist priest standing behind him, he immediately closed the small door again.
Hey! Donor! We are here to pawn!
Monk Bianji took out a gold bar from his sleeve, held it in front of him, knocking on the door again
The small door was opened again, and the eagle eye immediately became sharper when seeing the gold bar. After closing the small door, it opened the door: Master, please come in!
I followed Monk Bianji into the color steel plate hut. Hawkeye immediately closed the door and locked it from inside.
In front of me was a low corridor, and at the end was the steps leading to the underground. Hawkeye took us down the steps. A door next to the corridor opened, and another thin hawkeye man came out. He walked to the door and sat down. Are you twins?
After going down the stairs and turning two turns, you could hear some noise inside. A large iron door that looked very thick blocked the way. Hawkeye came to the door and knocked heavily twice. The small window on the door opened, and a strong smell of cigarette filled out!
The iron door was opened, Hawkeye sent us both in, and then closed the door from outside
Damn it!
There is actually a mahjong hall inside!
The lights were dim and smoked. There were seven or eight tables in total, each with four people standing next to them!
This scene is so familiar. Every night around the country, there are mahjong halls hidden in such communities everywhere!
What is the national treasure!
I guess Taiyuan City has banned marijuana, so everyone moved to the ground!
When everyone saw two people dressed in strange clothes, they looked at us and looked at us vigilantly. Monk Bianji bowed to the mahjong friends. I also recited Amitabha Buddha. Suddenly I found that my identity was wrong. I immediately changed my words and said to Wuliang Heavenly Lord, and then followed the doorman through the mahjong table and walked towards the room inside.
There is actually a bar counter that can exchange chips, which looks very professional!
After entering a room inside, the doorkeeper asked us to wait on the chair. Soon, a fierce man with a scar on his face came in. I secretly decided, "Oh, green air, it's not bad!"
After the man came in, he sat directly opposite us and stretched out his big hand: Gold!
Monk Bianji nodded complimentally, took out the piece of gold just now from his sleeve and handed it to the man. The man weighed it with his hand, opened his mouth, exposed two big gold teeth, bit the gold, and frowned.
What's the situation? Is Monk Bianji's gold fake? I looked at the monk, and he was swaying back and forth
How many more? The man asked
Talk about the price first, I'll say
This part, two hundred thousand man said
Damn! Two hundred thousand! You rob money Ah!
Although this gold nugget looks small, it weighs at least one kilogram!
One kilogram is one kilogram. Even if calculated based on the price before the zombie outbreak, 250 yuan per gram is worth 250,000 yuan!
The prices here are about fifteen to twenty times before the outbreak of loss!
Calculated at comparable prices, it will cost at least three million yuan per unit!
One million! One piece! I said, after all, it’s a pawnshop, and you have to leave enough profit space for the other party!
The man raised his body behind, weighed the gold nugget, shook his neck, and made a rattle, as if he was a little dissatisfied.
Don't Ah, you can discuss something if you have something to do!
When Monk Bian Ji saw that the sword was tense, he quickly turned the stage. Or, you give me another price? Things are difficult, so don’t make it too difficult for the little monk and Taoist priest to be Ah!
Monk Bian Ji looked at the golden-toothed man
The man looked at Monk Bianji, looked at me again, stretched out his right hand, spreading his five fingers
Five hundred thousand? That's not bad!
Monk Bian Ji smiled and gave me a wink - what bicycle do you want!
It’s 500,000 yuan, but it’s okay. I know that Monk Bianji has brought more than 20 such gold nuggets!
It should be enough to change it to 18 million.
Fifty thousand! The man sneered!
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