Living in the Hong Kong Film World

Chapter 549

"Boss Chen is really loyal! So much money, if you say give it away, you will give it away."

"That's what you call stabbing your friends!"

"Otherwise, why would you call him Battalion Commander Feihu? In my opinion, he should be called General Feihu. With someone like Boss Chen as a general, why worry about foreign troubles?"

Hearing everyone's flattery, Qiao Fei's nose was almost crooked.

Chen Yanming was obviously disgusting him, and got a bunch of ignorant dog legs to hold his stinky feet, just to be sure that Qiao Fei would not dare to turn his face.

So does Qiao Fei dare to turn his face?

He really wanted to fight the case, spit on Chen Yanming with shit on his face, and walked away.

But when he thought of Long Si who was about to be released from prison, his courage was deflated like a punctured balloon.

"Haha! Brother Feihu, you are joking, don't you know me yet? When is money a problem for me?"

Qiao Fei suppressed his anger, laughed, let go of his hand, tossed the ocean, glanced casually, and was about to speak, but suddenly his eyes froze.

The appearance of this Dayang coin is brand new, and its style is consistent with that of ordinary silver dollars, except for the text on the front...

"Brother Feihu."

Qiao Fei raised his eyes, glanced at Chen Yanming with a smile, and said pointedly: "There is a saying, I have to remind you, the gates of the city are the key points of defense, and the brothers who are on duty must be carefully selected! A few words, isn't it?"

"Hey! They're all rough guys with guns. The pen is too thin. How can anyone get used to it?"

Chen Yanming waved his hand with a smile, and then asked with some doubts: "What are you talking about? Is there any difference if you can read or not?"

"Of course there are differences."

Qiao Fei picked up the dayang coin, blew on it, and listened to it, then rushed to Chen Yanming and said with a smile: "If you know how to read, you won't receive such privately minted silver coins. "

"what……"

Qiao Fei's voice was very low for the last few words, and Chen Yanming couldn't hear them clearly. Just as he was about to ask a question, he suddenly saw the words on the front of the silver dollar in Qiao Fei's hand.

On the top of the profile of the big president, there are seven big characters written, which were made in the Ming Dynasty of China in ten years!
Made in ten years?This is a privately minted silver dollar!

Chen Yanming's eyes widened in an instant, and he grabbed Yin Yuan, but Qiao Fei dodged and caught nothing.

"Be careful, Brother Feihu, sit still and don't fall."

Qiao Fei winked at him, put the silver dollar into his pocket with a smile, and patted it with his hands.

Chen Yanming's complexion was a bit ugly, he threw away the cards in his hand, turned around and started to feel for the basket.

Everyone originally played cards with him, but when they saw him stop, they could only put down the cards and wait for him, but they didn't know what he was going to do.

The piles of oceans in the basket were tossed among the copper coins, and he picked them out and inspected them carefully.

Qiao Fei drank his tea slowly, he was in no hurry now.

Chen Yanming rummaged through the baskets, picked out a bunch of oceans, and put them on the table, but the more he picked, the more ugly his face became.

Looking at the piles of Ocean on the table, the others at the poker table couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Although many of them are worth more than these oceans, when so many oceans are put together, the feeling of piling up like a mountain is quite shocking.

Chen Yanming stopped his hands and straightened up with a dark face.

Supporting his knees, he frowned and pondered for a moment, then said, "Everyone, I'm sorry, I have some private matters to discuss, please avoid them first."

When everyone heard the words, they got up one after another, took their leave and left.

After all the idlers left, Chen Yanming turned around, looked at Qiao Fei, and said coldly, "Show me."

"Look at what?"

Qiao Fei pretended to be stupid, and seeing Chen Yanming looking at him with a straight face, he smiled and said, "You said that it was built in ten years? Oh! Brother Feihu, I didn't mean you. How could this kind of thing appear in your jurisdiction?" What about it? Fortunately, I found out about it, brother, if someone else finds out and sends it to Marshal Zhang or Nanjing, it will be troublesome!"

He babbled for a long time, but he didn't mean to take out the silver dollar at all.

Chen Yanming stared at him for a while with a dark face, then asked coldly, "Qiao Fei, are you going to force me to do it?"

Qiao Fei couldn't help squinting his eyes when he heard this: "You want to touch me? Do you dare?"

Chen Yanming was silent.

No matter what Qiao Fei said, he was also the young boss of the Qiao family. If he really touched him, the consequences would be quite serious.

This time Chen Yanming grabbed Qiao Fei's sore spot, just wanting to slap him hard, and didn't think about making him pay any price.

If he really wanted to touch Qiao Fei, he really didn't dare.

But what about the ten-year-old one?
It was a fake silver dollar, as fake as it could be.

This year is only the ninth year of the Ming Dynasty, and that silver dollar was actually made in ten years.

You know, making fake silver dollars is not that easy.

If it is engraved with a silver plate, it doesn't matter if the master makes one, as long as the master's craftsmanship is high enough, it doesn't bother him.

The silver dollar produced in that way, I am afraid that the price of the silver dollar itself is not enough to pay the manual cost of making the silver dollar.

If it is minted by machine, it will be troublesome, which means that it is a piece of private silver minted by the mint without permission.

The silver dollars of the Beiyang government have always been minted by the General Mint and the Jiangnan Mint, mainly in three years.

Although there have been some eight-year-old ones, most of them circulated in the south and did not flow to the northeast.

Minting rights are the foundation of a country. Except for mints designated by the government, coins produced privately in other places are private mints.

Now the warlords all over the country are separated, and there are also warlords in the three northeastern provinces, but the only one who owns the mint is Marshal Zhang.

In April last year, the Fengtian Mint went on strike. Afterwards, Marshal Zhang drove away the factory director, forcibly merged the Mint into the Ordnance Factory, and continued to mint silver and copper coins.

However, the silver coins minted by Fengtian are all three-year-old silver dollars. After all, the current market circulation is mainly three-year-old silver dollars, and there are few silver coins made in eight years, let alone ten-year coins.

But he happened to see a ten-year-old one, which emerged from the tax bank of his city gate tax.

Is it really made by God?Dashuai Zhang has news that Nanjing will release a ten-year-old Dayang, so a batch was made in advance for backup?

But the mold is not necessarily the same!

Minting coins is not that simple. You have to get the mold out first. Without the mold, how could Zhang Dashuai know what it would be like ten years in advance?

So, this ten-year-old coin must have been made by Qiao Fei!

Chen Yanming was almost certain.

Did he change the bag and change it to a fake ten-year-old one to scare him?

It should be impossible, he is not that stupid, and Qiao Fei is not that stupid.

Even if someone at the scene saw that the ten-year coin was taken from the tax money of the city gate tax, he still had a way to seal the mouth of the people present.

So why did he go to such lengths?

Qiao Fei must have his own plan.

What if the ten-year-old coin was really taken out of this basket?
Then how did Qiao Fei put it in?

Put it in when he entered the city?But he entered the city more than half a month ago!

Ok?
not good!

Chen Yanming suddenly thought of something, and his mustache jumped slightly.

Qiao Fei has been in the city for more than half a month. This time is enough for him to spend more ten-year creations. Maybe thousands of ten-year creations have already circulated in the market of Huining Mansion.

Thinking of this, Chen Yanming gritted his teeth and stared at Qiao Fei with hatred.

In order to mess with me, you really paid a lot of money!

(End of this chapter)