Meimei ate a grass meal full of long-lost taste, then Shuguan stood up and went to the shop owner to pay the bill.
"My guest, I would like to thank Shenghui for eighty-five cents."
The fat shop owner looked at Shu Guan's face and said cautiously:
"The guests ate three cents and five cents. Those chopsticks... count as five cents."
Shu Guan groaned, feeling a little regretful. It would have been cheaper to just beat up those gangsters just now.
Then he took out a silver dollar and handed it over.
Yesterday, Taoist Chen from Taiyiguan gave Shu Guan one hundred silver dollars. Later, Shu Guan asked Mu Yao what kind of wealth the one hundred silver dollars represented. Mu Yao didn't seem to understand very well. After thinking for a long time, he continued: An ordinary family of four in the city can live a very good life with about three or four silver dollars a month.
Shu Guan immediately understood the value of the one hundred silver dollars. It couldn't be said to be a huge sum of money, but when converted into his previous life, it was worth several years of his salary.
Before going out today, Shu Guan put three silver coins on his body, thinking it would be enough.
This kind of silver dollar is made of pure silver. It is about one-third larger than the one-yuan Chinese coin in Shuguan's previous life and about twice as thick. It has a pattern of two wheat ears engraved on one side and two words "One Yuan" in the middle. , the other side is engraved with the head of an old man with a fat head and big ears.
When Shu Guang saw the silver dollar, he would inevitably have a strange feeling.
...So, this is Yuan Datou in this world? …
If it weren't for the existence of immortal practitioners like Li Zhixia and Mu Yao in this world, who had personally experienced many incredible things during this period, it would have been difficult for Shu Guan to tell whether he had traveled to another world or to the Republic of China era on earth.
At this moment, the fat shop owner looked at the silver dollar in Shu Guan's hand and was stunned for two or three seconds.
They mainly use silver coins to pay for breakfast, and he may not meet one every year.
"There aren't that many copper coins in the shop to give change. Does the customer want the government's legal tender?"
Then the fat shop owner asked awkwardly.
Just this sentence made Shu Guan hear a lot of things in an instant.
It seems that the monetary system here is very confusing!
However, thinking about the Republic of China in Chinese history, Shu Guan is not surprised. The monetary system of the Republic of China during that period was enough to bring down all top finance students.
In addition, the shop owner specifically asked if he wanted legal currency. It seems that legal currency is the currency uniformly issued by the government of the Republic of China, but it seems not to be popular among the people. It seems that the silver dollar in his hand is the real hard currency. .
No wonder Taoist Chen gave himself a package of silver dollars yesterday instead of paper money that was easier to carry.
Shu Guan thought for a while and then said to the shop owner:
"No, I want to replace them all with copper horns."
He didn't mean to embarrass the store owner, but the problem was that now he was living under someone else's roof, and there were more than 700 people to support. Every penny had to be counted and spent, but he was not qualified to pretend to be rich here.
If it’s hard to spend the legal currency, it’s not a big loss.
At this time, the middle-aged man who was sitting at the same table with them also happened to come over to pay. Hearing the conversation between Shu Guan and the store owner, he said casually:
"Forget it, I'll find it for you."
Then he opened a fanny pack on his waist and took out a large handful of copper horns.
"Come on, in our Chuzhou, one silver dollar can be exchanged for one hundred and eighty-six copper horns, so I will give you one hundred and seventy-seven horns, and let Old Zhou give you the remaining five cents himself."
It seems that the silver dollar can be exchanged for the next-level currency, which varies according to the region, and the exchange ratio is also different.
From the middle-aged man's words, Shu Guan grasped another piece of information.
"Lao Xu, thank you very much!"
The shop owner gratefully bowed his hand to the strange-looking middle-aged man. It seemed that this middle-aged man was a regular customer here.
"As you say, we have been friends for many years, so what are you grateful for?"
The middle-aged man counted the dimes seriously without raising his head.
A few minutes later, he pushed a pile of dimes in front of Shu Guan.
"There are a total of thirty-six copper coins for two dimes, and one hundred and six coins for one dime. Do you want to count them again?"
Shu Guan was not polite and counted the pair of copper horns again seriously.
This kind of copper horn is only half the size of a silver dollar and is yellow-orange. One side is engraved with landscape patterns, and the other side is engraved with "two jiao" or "one jiao".
After counting carefully, Shu Guan raised his head and smiled at the middle-aged man:
"That's right, thanks."
"My little brother is a delicate person."
The middle-aged man also smiled and said:
"The accent sounds like a local."
"My ancestral home is."
Shu Guan thought for a while and said.
More than two hundred years ago, the villagers in Taoyuan Village were indeed from the surrounding areas of Jingcheng.
"Okay, I'm leaving, Lao Zhou. I'll come to your house for noodles in a few days."
Then the middle-aged man said hello, turned around and left.
Only then did Shu Guan notice that the middle-aged man had a cigarette rod inlaid with gold and jade stuck in his belt on his back. It looked like it was worth a lot of money.
When the middle-aged man walked to the street, there were suddenly several tall and strong men behind him, and they left the Xiushui Street surrounded by the middle-aged man.
He must be a big gangster... Shu Guan thought about the charlatanism of the middle-aged man just now, and made some judgments about the middle-aged man's identity.
Then he also led Wang Dahu and Zhang Yadan out of the breakfast shop, and found the three gangsters hiding in a street corner watching them secretly.
Shu Guan didn't pay attention. He was just lazy and causing trouble. If these gangsters still refused to let go, Shu Guan wouldn't mind giving them a good lesson.
Although he has not started to practice real practice yet, Shu Guan knows very well how powerful his body is. He can kill such terrifying monsters in the valley. He is also afraid of these ruffians among ordinary people. Even if the opponent uses a gun, Shu Guan will not Not afraid.
Then they started shopping with Wang Dahu and Zhang Yadan, slowly looking at the shops and people on the street. Wang Dahu and Zhang Yadan were naturally curious about everything. In fact, Shu Guan himself was also curious about this. The world of the Republic of China was full of interest.
When passing a rice shop, Shu Guan walked in specifically to ask.
"Boss, how much does rice cost per pound?"
"New rice is seventy cents, old rice is five cents. If you want better rice, our shop also has Songjiang fragrant rice that just arrived. It costs twenty cents a pound. What kind of rice do you want?"
"Oh, I'll just ask."
Under the disgusted look of the rice shop owner, Shu Guan turned around and walked out of the rice shop, calculating rapidly in his mind.
Well, the villagers of Taoyuan Village, including the elderly and children, eat on average half a kilogram of rice per person. Counting the cheaper old rice, one person costs 2.5 cents a day and 75 cents a month. There are about 700 people. If so, it would be more than 50,000 cents.
Just now the middle-aged man said that one silver dollar here can be exchanged for one hundred and eighty-six copper cents. That's more than fifty thousand divided by one hundred and eighty-six... As a liberal arts student, I can't figure it out in my head... It should be three About a hundred.
In other words, to feed the 700 people in Taoyuan Village, just buying rice would cost 300 silver dollars a month.
And to feed them, it is impossible to just eat rice. From this point of view, after three months, the living expenses alone may cost thousands of silver dollars per month.
For a time, Shu Guan thought more and more that he was about to suffer from depression.
It seemed that he was right to be stingy just now. He once again felt regret for breaking those chopsticks just now.
Next, Shu Guan would walk into almost every shop and ask about the price. Of course, he would only ask about the price but not buy anything. Even when he entered a clothing store, Zhang Yadan looked at those beautiful skirts with fondness, and Shu Guan also asked about the price. He was cruel and did not take action. As for Wang Dahu's interest in snacks such as candied haws, he ignored it.
However, Shuguan still spent another sum of money in the end.
It was when passing by a bookstore that Shu Guan thought about it, then went in to make a selection, and finally spent six cents and four cents on two books.
One is "General History of Dahua" and the other is "Introduction to World Geography".
After all, you still need to understand the world first.
Then I walked out of the bookstore with the book in hand, ready to finish today's shopping and go back.
However, as soon as they walked out of the door of the bookstore, a large group of people surrounded them, led by a skinny old man. He looked at Shu Guan up and down, and then said slowly:
"Little brother, you have practiced!"
