This is no longer a run, this is the hysterical release of fear by the entire group, and the smell of despair is everywhere in the sky across Jiangnan.
The white pink characters on the blackboard changed almost every minute. In the end, the guy at the gambling stall couldn't get out. He had to hang on the beam, with the blackboard with the exchange ratio hanging under him. He held the chalk in his hand and waited for the boss below. roar.
"Change it, change it immediately...one to two hundred...change it quickly!"
"I heard, one silver coin can be exchanged for two hundred banknotes! Let's change it..." The thin boy was as dexterous as a monkey, erasing the original number 168 with his lapel, and immediately wrote 200 on his The crowd below me was so crowded that the door panels of the shop were trampled to pieces.
"No! Oh my god, why did it change so fast? It was 168 just now, but it's 200 all of a sudden. Doesn't this allow people to live?"
"Stop squeezing, stop squeezing... What? Do you have any objections? If you have any objections, just get out of here. I don't want any of your banknotes..."
Amidst the curses and roars, the crowd rushed forward hysterically. Thick wads of banknotes in their hands were stuffed under the noses of the waiters behind the counter, and one begged the waiter to quickly exchange for some real money.
Before five minutes had passed, the boss of the gambling stall behind him, who was tired and sweating with oil, shouted, "Change! One to two hundred and eighty! Change it immediately!"
With a loud bang, the crowd became even more excited, "Profiteers! How could you have changed like this? You are drinking human blood!"
The boss of the gambling stall glared, "What are you talking about? Drinking human blood? Why don't you find a place that doesn't drink your blood? Money shop, bank, bank account... Damn it, this is a casino, I earned it. It’s money! If you want to exchange it, then exchange it, if you don’t exchange it, get out!”
"Change it to three hundred immediately!" Now people were even more panicked. The blackboard that changed every few minutes became their reminder. It was terrifying to watch the money in their hands turn into waste paper.
This is like the difference between Ling Chi and beheading. Beheading means death with a knife, but Ling Chi's pain is unimaginable. No one can bear such torture.
The hardwood-clad counter with iron bars creaked and screamed in the crowd, as if it was about to collapse in the next second. The helpless waiter was surrounded by hands, and the sweaty banknotes in his hands had a strong smell. Pungent to nose.
At this time, no one cared about who came first, and whoever had money under his nose was dealt with first. Those citizens who exchanged a thick wad of banknotes for one or two silver dollars were struggling to go there as if they were holding a life-saving straw. When backing up, sometimes the money has been thrown away without even being squeezed out of the crowd, and there are even thieves wandering around in the crowd.
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Crazy, noisy, collapsed and laughed wildly, groups of lunatics performed scenes of human tragedies and comedies.
"Change the blackboard! One to three hundred and fifty six... change it! One to four hundred and twenty... Keep changing it! One to six hundred and sixty five... Grandma, why are so many people pouring in? I have prepared 100,000 silver dollars, isn’t this almost enough?”
"Change it! Change it to one to eight hundred!"
The sound of changing was like a reminder from the Lord of Hell. Those with heart problems in the crowd couldn't bear such a blow, and fainted in the crowd as soon as their eyes went dark.
But he didn't want to lie down on the ground at all. He didn't know whether to live or die, and he was squeezed in by the crowd and bumped around unconsciously.
Scenes like this were staged in dozens of gambling stalls throughout Shanghai. The price of banknotes plummeted to freezing point, and public sentiment suddenly collapsed.
Don’t complain when you look at the comparison prices that change every minute. Don’t change if you can! Nowadays, banks, banknotes, and even large merchants in the city dare not open their doors to do business. As long as you open the door, there will be ghost-like people looking for you to exchange silver coins. If you don't exchange them, they will destroy your shop.
Countless lunatics stood along the Huangpu River. Desperate people jumped into the river crying, laughing, and howling. At first, some kind-hearted fishermen went to rescue them, but later the people who committed suicide became dumplings, crackling and floating all over the river. All were corpses.
On this desperate day, there were countless gangsters, hooligans, and other people who continued to spread terror. They spread rumors throughout the city, pushing the atmosphere of fear to the extreme.
Internal and external troubles all came to the fore. In the end, even the government officials and soldiers who maintained social order joined the crowd. They collected the last few banknotes at home and squeezed into the crowd, hoping to gamble their last hope.
Just when the sky was falling and the earth was falling, the shouts of countless newsboys suddenly came from the street, "Excuse me! Citibank, Standard Chartered Bank, Banque de France... are open for business!"
"The foreign bank is exchanging banknotes for you guys! Let's compare the prices to 750! Go, go!"
At that moment, the horrified Shanghai citizens seemed to see the holy light from the sky shining on them, and a spontaneous feeling of happiness filled their hearts.
The price ratio in the gambling stalls has reached 1 to 800. Now the foreigners have opened the price to 1 to 750. That foreigner is the savior!
"Hurry up, you won't have time to redeem it if you're late..." The screaming crowd ran towards the concession with a roar. At this time, the gate of the concession was fully opened. The British and French soldiers moved away the sandbags and railings, and didn't care at all. How many people from the Qing Dynasty came in.
The leading brothers of dozens of gambling stalls suddenly became anxious, "Holy shit, you dare to snatch meat from us! Bastard, change it... to one to seven hundred... Let all our Bao Wenwen and gangsters take to the streets. , shout to me!”
The street was very lively now. Before the little newsboys could even raise their voices, countless hooligans pulled their necks and shouted, "The stall is selling out one to seven hundred! Guys, go back and redeem...it's one to seven hundred!"
With a crash, the crowd on the street swarmed back again. I actually saw a few old ladies with small feet running like a gust of wind, and actually surpassed several young men.
Heng Liwen was the commander-in-chief who led this fundraising. He just saw the crowd pouring into the bank lobby and laughed twice when he heard howls on the street.
"Damn Chinese, how dare you compete with me for chips? These meats are mine, and all the banknotes in Shanghai are mine! Pass my order and change the price to 680!"
After a while, the newsboys all over the street started shouting again, "One to six hundred and eighty! The foreign bank has changed the price comparison again! Go and exchange it quickly!"
With a crash, the people began to rush into the foreign bank again. At this time, the big dragon head of the gambling stall gritted his teeth and stamped his feet: "Change it, change it to 650... One silver dollar can be exchanged for 650 banknotes!"
"I swear on the dignity of the British Empire that I will defeat you ruffians... pass on my Hengliwen order and change the punishment to one to six hundred and two..."
"All you men in the world, stand up. Don't pee your pants in front of the foreign devils. Change it to six hundred... Do you have a grudge? I will fight you to the end!"
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