Since he couldn't go back, he might as well think about his future plans. Sitting on the chair beside the square, Ma Jun began to calmly analyze the current situation and his future.
It was almost March of 1936, less than a year and a half before the outbreak of the War of Resistance. The country was in a chaotic period of civil war. The Tang army had not completed the strategic shift, and there was still more than half a year before the "Huining Reunion" that marked the victory of the Long March. What would happen if he went to the Red Army now? First of all, his identity and origin could not be explained. Would he be treated as a spy? Secondly, even if he managed to get away with it, what were the chances of him dodging the subsequent movements? Ma Jun didn't think that those political workers were blind. They wouldn't turn a blind eye to a living person of unknown origin.
It seemed that it was unrealistic to join the Red Army and participate in the war of resistance now. He could only find another way out. Why don't you join the national army? Don't talk nonsense. I don't want to follow that group of people to an isolated island. I can't go back to my family.
Where should he go? "I'm really depressed. Why haven't I seen the ability of the main character in the transmigration novels? It seemed that other than fighting, he was really not good at anything else.”Ma Jun couldn't help but mumble. He raised his head and saw a typical " Gothic " building. Only then did he remember that he was still in the square in front of the " Hong Kong Bank " building. Ma Jun's eyes couldn't help but light up. He remembered that his bad master, who specialized in scamming his disciples, had suddenly found his conscience and prepared a few gold bars for him. Now, the market was circulating large amounts of money and legal currency. Although gold bars looked pleasant, they weren't very suitable for daily life. Why not exchange them for large amounts of money?
It was Ma Jun's usual style to do as he thought. Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he used his left fingernail to scratch his right index finger and squeezed out a few drops of blood to wipe the two pockets. He muttered something, and a miracle happened. His eyes could clearly see the space and things in the two pockets. There were thirty-six nine-inch-long, willow-leaf-shaped 'Big Dipper Flying Daggers' lying quietly in the huge space in the Universe Bag. It was the type that he had used when he had been practicing the flying knife technique since he was young. There were five gold bars in the money bag that were shining with a dazzling golden light. This was the first time Ma Jun had seen so much gold. He couldn't help but swallow a few mouthfuls of saliva. However, for the sake of his future life, Ma Jun decided to bear the pain and give up what he loved. No matter how good gold was, it couldn't be used as food, right?
During the period of the Republic of China, the "silver standard" financial system was implemented. The market circulated silver dollars, gold yuan notes, French coins, etc. In some remote areas, there were primitive trading methods of exchanging things for things. Gold was generally not directly involved in the market circulation. It was mainly used by some big families as a " trump card " and payment for large businesses. The exchange rate between gold and oceans was not fixed. Not only did it depend on the color, but even the origin was also very important. However, in general, it was quite common for one gram of gold to be exchanged for one ocean.
Ma Jun casually threw the stack of RMB and a few bank cards in his wallet, along with his invalid ID card and mobile phone, into the Universe Bag. He raised his head and strode into the door of the " Hong Kong and Shanghai Bank ". There were not many people at the counter in the business hall. Ma Jun ignored the greeting from the bank staff at the counter and went straight to the sofa in the VIP area. He crossed his legs and looked around, pretending to be a big shot. Based on his experience, someone would come to inquire about his identity in a while.
Sure enough, after only two minutes, a blonde foreigner in his forties walked over. A tall, handsome, middle-aged foreign man in a suit bowed slightly with a smile and said in a standard British accent,"Hello, sir. I'm Hai De, the manager of the Shanghai branch of the Hong Kong and Shanghai Bank. What can I do for you?" Ma Jun stood up elegantly and extended his right hand to shake Hyde's hand. He said in standard American English,""Hello, Mr. Hyde. My name is Ma Jun. I'm an American Chinese. I just graduated from university. I've been ordered by my parents to return to my hometown to pay my respects to my ancestors. However, my luck wasn't too good. When I was changing ships in Japan, because there were too many people, my suitcase was accidentally squeezed into the sea. Poor me, I have lost everything, including all my documents and money. Fortunately, I still have a few gold bars in my pocket. Otherwise, I would have become a beggar.”
Hyde was also a person with a good sense of humor. After listening to Ma Jun's experience, he covered his face with his hands in an exaggerated manner and said with a stunned expression,"Oh my god! This is really the most unfortunate encounter. I think I understand what you mean. Mr. Ma Jun, please come with me. Let's turn the gold bars in your pocket into what you want, okay?”
Perhaps Ma Jun's "tragic" experience had earned the sympathy of Hyde and the bank staff, or perhaps the Bank of China was indeed a reputable bank. No matter what the reason was, Ma Jun successfully exchanged the five gold bars for 5000 Mexican Eagle dollars. However, Ma Jun, who had exchanged the silver dollars, was not in a hurry to leave. Instead, he asked two Indian "servants" to carry the silver dollars to Hyde's office. After sending away the two "Ah San", Ma Jun took the cigar from Hyde, lit it, and took a puff. Then, he said to Hyde,""Thank you very much for your help, but I still have something I need your help with. I wonder if Mr. Hyde is willing?”
" You're welcome," Hyde said with a smile." You're my respected customer. If you have any difficulties, just tell me. I'm happy to provide you with any help I can."”
"You know I came back to my parents 'hometown to pay respects to my ancestors, but my hometown is in the Dabie Mountains in Henan Province. It seems that there has just been a war there." Ma Jun nodded. I heard that there are many guerillas of the party, and there are many hidden dangers on the road. I am very worried about my safety. I wonder if Mr. Hyde can help me buy a weapon for self-defense? It would be even better if he could buy a few Somi submachine guns and Colt 1911A1 pistols. Of course, the price was negotiable. He would definitely not treat Mr. Hyde unfairly.”
"Somi" evolved from the word "Finland" in the Finn language, so the "Somi" submachine gun was also called the "Finn submachine gun."”It was a submachine gun designed by the famous firearms designer Ledi and produced by the Tikakoski Arsenal in Finland.‘The 'Somi' submachine gun was the most advanced and most powerful submachine gun in the world in Ma Jun's era. It used the 'Barabelum' pistol bullets. It had a capacity of 71 rounds and a maximum effective range of 300 meters. It had exquisite workmanship and excellent performance. Unfortunately, because of its exquisite workmanship and numerous processes, its production was insufficient and its cost was high. Therefore, it was not as famous as Germany's "P-38" and the United States '"Thompson 1928" in the world. However, Ma Jun was someone from the 21st century, so he knew the value of the Somi submachine gun. The reason why Ma Jun wanted to get a Colt 1911A1 pistol was not only because he liked its large caliber (11.43mm) and great power, but also because he wanted to satisfy his hobby of collecting world-famous guns.
"Your concern is very reasonable." Hyde exhaled a smoke ring and said slowly,"I'm not afraid.""I have to say that Mr. Ma's luck is really good.”Perhaps he remembered the "tragic experience" that Ma Jun had told him, so he hurriedly added,"Of course, I'm talking about the moment you entered our bank, hehe!”
"Of course, I also feel that my luck has started to improve ever since I met Mr. Hyde. Haha!" Ma Jun also smiled and said.”
Hyde was also happy. He stood up and said,""What I want to say is that I happen to have a few of the things you need here. Don't you want to take a look?”
Ma Jun was not surprised because he had read some records in some materials. During the Republic of China, many banks had part-time " comprador business." Many countries 'arms dealers provided arms to the national government and many warlords of various sizes through their own banks. It was because Ma Jun understood the current situation that he made such a request to Hyde. However, the only thing that surprised him was that Hyde actually had a Somi submachine gun. After all, the production capacity of 'Somi' was too small. It was not easy to see 'Somi' in the market. Could it be that he had really become a 'lucky dog' after coming to the Republic of China?
When they came to a warehouse behind the building and saw all kinds of gun samples neatly arranged and wooden boxes of various sizes piled up in the warehouse, Ma Jun widened his eyes and shouted exaggeratedly,"My God! Dear Mr. Hyde, are you preparing for a world war?”
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