The fire in the vault burned for a full hour, and then thick smoke billowed out for another hour and a half before soldiers approached the fire with difficulty.
When Commander-in-Chief Stefanski and Molière saw the tragic scene in the vault, they couldn't help but gasped.
Is that a person sitting cross-legged on the ground? It was twisted and charred and covered with some half-melted gold. The gold and the tragic black formed a shocking contrast, and the smell of burnt human flesh filled the entire vault.
"The melting point of gold is 1064 degrees Celsius, and the temperature produced by burning oil can reach 1400 degrees Celsius. Of course gold can be melted, but..." Russian commander Stefanski sighed with horror.
"But what if the gold is burned? Don't you Chinese have a proverb, real gold is not afraid of fire! Gold that is melted and then condensed is still gold! No matter how the shape is destroyed, gold will always be gold, isn't it possible? Can you use it?"
Stefanski shook his head regretfully, "What a strange group of Chinese people. We came here just to ask for money, and we didn't cause too many crimes. Why did they resist? In the end, the resistance was over, and the result was... Isn’t it the same thing... Come, search the vault and take away all the gold!”
The soldiers rushed into the treasury and began to use engineering shovels, bayonets, pickaxes and other tools to collect the semi-melted gold on the ground. Pieces of burnt and deformed gold stuck to the corpses of the dead, and were thrown into their pockets and began to be transported out.
Soon the secret passage was discovered, and the last efforts of these Chinese businessmen were in vain. The Russian sailors dived into the sea to collect the gold scattered in the cracks of the reef and transported it to the warship.
More indigenous monkeys were gathered outside the bank. They led the Russian soldiers to smash open houses one after another to loot the remaining wealth. However, the Russian troops who outflanked them from the land found that they no longer had any fighting power to fight against. After that, he turned his attention to the Chinese village in the distance.
Amidst the sound of gunfire, villages were destroyed one after another, the wealth that the Chinese had worked hard for was looted, countless people were massacred, and countless Chinese people fled into the primitive jungle without knowing whether they were alive or dead. The entire Bailayikengtun District was transformed. It became a hell on earth.
The Tudong area and the surrounding Kentun area have dispatched a large number of militia soldiers in an attempt to rescue Bai Layi. However, they are only militiamen with simple training. They can only fail in their confrontation with the Russian regular army in the wild.
Fortunately, the Russians did not have enough time. They could not loot more settlement areas, so more Chinese people escaped. People looked at Bai Layi burning in the distance and knelt on the ground crying. There is no way to save it.
Molière, half grimacing, looked at the burned corpse in front of him and the gold stuck on it without saying a word. All the soldiers walked around him, and everyone could feel the perversion released from him. aura.
Everyone in the expeditionary force knew that the King of France had sent a half-human, half-ghost guy to help. Everyone also knew that this guy had a deep background. Coupled with his ghostly face and abnormal aura, the soldiers were a little afraid of him. .
If he wasn't a pervert, how could he have stared at a corpse for more than an hour? And he was motionless, expressionless, and didn't even move his eyes a few times.
It was only when the soldiers were trying to pry off the gold plate on the corpse with their engineering shovels that Molière suddenly said, "No! Don't move the gold on the corpse, just let the gold stick to it... It looks good this way, haven't you noticed?" Really? Gold and black mixed together, it’s so beautiful!”
"The dazzling gold and the dark and mute corpses, this is simply heaven and hell presented at the same moment! It's so perfect... Ask my lieutenant to bring a camera, I want to record this beautiful work of art!"
Abnormal! It’s really perverted! The Russian soldiers turned around and left. No one bothered to pay attention to this lunatic. Anyway, the treasury had already been plundered, so there was no shortage of it.
When Bai Layi inspected the battlefield, the commander-in-chief of the Russian army heard about Molière, he frowned and spat hard, "Damn thing, you will go to hell, pervert! What a pervert!"
The even more perverted thing was yet to come. When the commander-in-chief walked to the door of Lotte Bank, he actually found Molière directing his men to move the body covered with gold.
"Commander-in-Chief! I want to build a high platform in the square, and I want to shape this corpse into a statue! I want this work of art to be passed down forever..."
"I want the whole of Asia to know what the consequences of resisting Western civilization will be! That is death..."
Stefanski waved his hands in disgust, "I'm too lazy to care about this kind of thing of yours. Now I have a new discovery that I need you to take a look at. I want to hear your opinion... Prepare your war horses!"
The Russian army was not interested in a corpse. The soldiers leaving the city now brought unbelievable information. There was a major discovery five kilometers south of Bailayi City.
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A group of cavalry surrounded the commander and came to the south of Bailayi City. After arriving, Molière realized that the so-called surprising discovery turned out to be a large and scary granary.
Enclosed by the fence are endless piles of grain. Thick trees set up three-meter-high platforms. On the platform, bamboo mats are used to surround a cylindrical spire granary. This is the most common method of storing grain in Southeast Asia.
The spire, bamboo mats, and the three-meter-high wooden platform below are all designed to help the grain depot survive the long rainy season in Southeast Asia. Cut open the bamboo mat with a dagger, and what comes out is all golden rice that has not been shelled.
"Oh my God, such a big granary can probably hold ten tons of rice. How many such granaries are there in this area? Oh my god, I can't even see the end..."
Molière was also stunned, "Send troops to search the account books quickly. There must be detailed accounting records here... My God, how many people does Xiao Letian want to feed? This much food is not enough to feed the entire city of Beijing for a year." ?”
During the late Qing Dynasty, the population of Beijing fluctuated between 800,000 and 1 million. Based on the upper limit of 1 million, the daily grain consumption of each adult was about half a catty, so the total amount of grain needed in a month is 15 kg.
A city with a population of one million consumes about 15,000 tons of food per month. Of course, this is only the basic data during famine years. In ordinary people's lives, they also consume a large amount of meat, eggs, poultry and vegetables, so the amount of food converted into it will double. Several times.
Of course, Xiao Letian would not count the amount of money wasted by the arrogance and extravagance of the Manchu nobles. The rations Xiao Letian reserved for the Chinese people were based on the premise of meeting the basic survival guarantee during the famine years.
In Xiao Letian's plan, when a full-scale civil war breaks out or a large-scale foreign war breaks out, his food reserve system can provide each adult with half a catty of food per day, which is enough to save lives.
Xiao Letian is only responsible for saving lives. If he wants to eat better and add some meat or something, then stop dreaming.
The account book was finally found, and Molière's guess was indeed correct. There was a line of large characters written on the account: Zhili Province has a standing granary with a total of 120,000 tons of rice stored.
"Hiss! My God! Xiao Letian is actually so rich? He actually has such a huge power? How did he do it?"
