Traveling through 1942 with space

Chapter 116 Bombing Chang'an

Maybe it was because the impact of six boxes of silver was too great, or maybe it was because he had previously obtained gold bars from the bandit den in Huangfengzhai, Hou Xiaoge did not feel excited at this moment. He just felt a little numb after roughly calculating the value in his mind.

After stroking the gold bars with his mental power for a while, Hou Xiaoge poured out all the banknotes.

There are really a lot of banknotes, taking up more than half of the box.

This bandit should also have an accounting office. All the banknotes are tied up with ropes. This is good, as it saves Hou Xiaoge from sorting them out, which would otherwise be a big project.

The most common banknotes are naturally the French currency. Hou Xiaoge took the 100-yuan bills first. One bundle was exactly 10,000 yuan, and there were six bundles in total.

Then there were notes of fifty, twenty, and ten dollars. When all added up, it was more than eighty thousand dollars.

After processing the legal tender, there is very little currency left, mostly in stacks.

In addition to the customs gold coupons and copper yuan coupons, there are also the border area tickets of the Red Army, which add up to about three or four thousand oceans.

In addition to the local currency, Hou Xiaoge also found some US dollars, not much, just over 200 yuan. It was unknown whether the unlucky guy who returned home was robbed by bandits.

In addition to the US dollars, Hou Xiaoge also found more than 30 yuan worth of military notes, which were illegal currency issued by the locust army in the occupied areas.

Hou Xiaoge wanted to tear it apart when he saw the pattern on it, but he held back because he didn't want to let the Japanese get away with it.

After cleaning up, Hou Xiaoge made a rough calculation and estimated that the gold and silver items, after 80% of the total, would be worth two hundred and fifty or two hundred and sixty thousand dollars.

But Hou Xiaoge thought about it and it was normal. During the Republic of China period, the annual cost of a battalion was two or three hundred thousand.

There were at least a thousand of these bandits, so it was no surprise that they had saved so much money after occupying Camel Peak for more than a decade.

However, as the saying goes, a cunning rabbit has three burrows. Hou Xiaoge guessed that the bandits must have hidden a lot of money in other places.

"Alas! It seems that this is another lost treasure. We can only wait for future generations to find it." Hou Xiaoge could only comfort himself in his heart.

However, after this battle, Hou Xiaoge's Ren and Du meridians were opened up, and he planned to visit these bandit dens more often in the future.

After thinking for a while, I decided.

The bandit’s den was the best place for Hou Xiaoge to harvest the leeks. He felt no burden when harvesting them. He not only eliminated harm to the people, but also made a fortune for himself.

It also indirectly brought benefits to the anti-Japanese armed forces and ordinary people, which was really killing two birds with one stone.

As for the other big leek's easy life, it won't be too late to harvest it after Master Hou has settled his family.

After watching the inventory for such a long time, Hou Xiaoge felt a little tired, so he collected his mental strength and took a nap.

……

When Xiaoge woke up again, the camp was already bustling.

On the other side, Hou Yangmin had also gotten up early and hired a breakfast stall to treat these anti-Japanese soldiers to breakfast.

This meal is not roujiamo, but a bowl of porridge and two sesame cakes per person.

The soldiers were not picky. It was good enough to have white flour to eat. Most of their meals in the barracks were cornmeal and sweet potatoes, which were much worse than this.

The young soldiers held their bowls, slurped and bit into the biscuits, occasionally taking a bite of pickles, and wolfed down the food with great relish.

After breakfast, the platoon leader headed by the National Army thanked Hou Yangmin, and then got in the car and left Weinan.

Hou Xiaoge felt awkward and sighed as he watched the refugees in the village waving goodbye to the departing Kuomintang convoy.

After seeing off the soldiers, the refugees had a simple meal and packed up their luggage to leave Weinan.

As for why they didn't rest in Weinan County for a day or two, Hou Yangmin and several clan elders seemed to be worried that bandits would come looking for them, so it was better to run away from them.

When you leave Weinan County, you begin to enter the Guanzhong hinterland of Qin Province. The mountains begin to disappear and the terrain becomes open and flat.

The refugees walked along the high Longhai Railway, looking at the waves of corn blown by the breeze on the plains on both sides of the Wei River, and they were so envious that their eyes were red with envy.

"The water is really strong, and the corn is growing really well!"

"Yeah! It's much more stable than our level."

"If I had a few acres of land on both sides of this river, I would wake up laughing in my dreams at night."

"Ha ha!"

Listening to the villagers' joyful comments about their farmland, Hou Xiaoge felt deeply that farmers cannot live without the land! They really love the land.

"Uncle clan leader, I just passed by and saw that a lot of high-altitude land is left uncultivated.

The people here also cherish the land, why don’t we just stay here?” Several young men in the village said to Hou Yangmin with a smile.

"It's only a few dozen miles to Chang'an. Let's go to Chang'an first and take a look. If we can stay, it's better to stay in a big city.

If we can’t stay in Chang’an, we can come here and settle down there.” Hou Yangmin explained with a smile.

"Uncle clan leader, you are right. Chang'an is a big city. Many emperors have lived there in the past. It must be a good city." When the young men heard the word "big city", they were excited.

"Ha ha!"

They were about to arrive in Chang'an, and everyone was as excited as they were in the past when they went to Beijing to take the imperial examinations.

After leaving Weinan and going through another eight days of trek, everyone finally saw the majestic Chang'an city wall from a high place more than ten miles away.

"Buzz!"

At this moment, everyone heard a huge buzzing sound, and then looked up and saw a dozen winged objects flying towards Chang'an in the east.

"Hurry, this is a Japanese bomber dropping bombs, everyone, hurry up and hide in the cornfield." Hou Xiaoge clearly saw the pancake pattern on the plane and shouted quickly.

After Hou Xiaoge finished speaking, he didn't care about anyone else and quickly ran into the cornfield with his brother in his arms.

When everyone heard that it was Xiao Rizi's bomber, the team scattered and ran away in fear.

Hou Xiaoge held his brother and hid in the cornfield, staring at the little Japanese planes flying overhead. These little Japanese were so rampant that the planes flew very low, only about 100 to 200 meters above the ground, and you could even see the little Japanese bugs above.

Fortunately, these planes ignored the refugees and flew directly towards Chang'an City.

After only a minute or two, a huge alarm sounded in the distant Chang'an City, and then Hou Xiaoge heard fierce gunfire exploding.

Then, after four or five minutes, there was a rumbling sound of explosions. It was the little bastard's plane dropping bombs.

In the cornfield, the fleeing villagers turned pale with fear as they heard the sounds of gunfire and explosions in the distance.

"Uncle clan leader, is it right for us to come to Chang'an? There are cannons firing here, how dare we stay here!" A woman in her twenties or thirties looked at Chang'an, where thick smoke was rising in the distance, and sat down on the ground and howled.

Crying is contagious. Soon the streets were filled with crying sounds. The men squatted on the ground and sighed helplessly.