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Chapter 246 The Last Gold Reserve in the Transvaal(1/2)

In mid-March, an ordinary Portuguese cargo ship arrived at the Surabaya pier.

"I'm back!" Wang Tinghan stood on the boat, looking at the increasingly prosperous Surabaya, feeling a little unfamiliar.

When he got off the boat, someone was already waiting for him, but he didn't expect it to be Jiang Wang.

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"Instructor!" Wang Tinghan straightened his body and saluted Jiang Wang.

"Not bad, well done. Let's talk about it after we get in the car." Jiang Wang nodded cordially.

"How is the situation of the Boers?" Jiang Wang took Wang Tinghan into the car.

"The population is too small, the enemy is too strong, we don't know how to strengthen ourselves, and our fighting spirit is very poor. If we place our hopes on the Germans, we are doomed to fail." Wang Tinghan was silent for a moment.

"You have done a good enough job. To be honest, although we took a lot of money, we actually provided so much help. Even if it was purposeful, don't take it to heart if they don't live up to their expectations." Jiang Wang comforted

Looking at Wang Tinghan, I added the need for psychological counseling to Wang Tinghan's schedule.

"Instructor, I don't understand the meaning of what we are doing. Is it just for money?" Wang Tinghan thought of Franco and the guerrillas he brought out.

After retreating into the German colonies, they received help, which can be said to be all help except direct troops.

Then he and Franco lost control of the troops, the new president went into exile in Spain, appointed a new commander, and Franco's uncle died in the Transvaal.

The new commander asked this 7,000-strong force to stop guerrilla warfare and attack the British army head-on.

After this army collapsed and became a completely unorganized guerrilla force, Wang Tinghan boarded a Portuguese merchant ship with the gold sent by Franco and returned with the Taishan which took a detour.

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"My country is gone. There are still two hundred tons of gold here, which is the country's last reserve. That bastard Rankos ruined the only hope. This batch of gold cannot be left to the British. You can leave with them."

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Franco's words still ring in my ears.

"What about you? It's meaningless for you to stay here. You can come with me. My country doesn't mind accepting you. Can you be a rich man? An island owner?" Wang Tinghan hopes to take Franco with him.

Get up and go.

"No, my home is here, my family is here, and I want to stay here."

Franco’s miserable smile and Wang Tinghan can’t forget it now.

"Here is your ID card, work certificate, and driver's license. By the way, you have three months of vacation. There are several newly developed beaches that are not bad. You can try them. What are your job requirements?" Jiang Wang knew.

Don't let Wang Tinghan think too much.

"Instructor, do I have to leave?" Wang Tinghan was a little depressed.

"You have done enough, why don't you try another life? If you want to stay, we only have long-term field service." Jiang Wang patted him on the shoulder.

"It's difficult. Look at your work certificate." Jiang Wang pursed his lips and motioned for him to look at his work certificate.

Wang Tinghan opened it curiously. There was a letter inside the work certificate. There was a pattern of the sun, moon and stars on the envelope.

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"Belonging to the Independent Regiment of the 1st Division, I have made outstanding military exploits since the War of Independence. In the first year of the Great Cause, I was granted the title of County Prince of Kaiguo. I am not demoted to the rank of nobleman. I have become a noble?" Wang Tinghan looked uncomfortable.

"It's normal to not be used to it. Relax. This is Nanhua. Look, it's a Japanese brothel. But the level here is low and it doesn't match your title of Viscount.

The Japanese brothel in the city is more upscale. I heard that it is a blend of the Tang Empire and the Qing Empire. There is no dead face, but it cannot break the law. I will not go to the detention center to fish for people." Jiang Wang teased.

"I've only been out for two years, and the changes have been huge." Wang Tinghan looked at the people coming and going outside the car.

It happened that school was over, and children of all sizes boarded the school bus under the leadership of their teachers.

There were also those who lived nearby, or those who wanted to go out crazy, and groups of 35 were playing in the street.

Then I met my teacher/parents acquaintance? I suddenly became honest.

"It's so energetic!" Wang Tinghan exclaimed.

Hearing these words, Jiang Wang's eyes lit up and he looked at Wang Tinghan's arm.

"Have the tactics fallen behind in the past two years?" Jiang Wang asked.

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"How could you forget about eating," Wang Tinghan chuckled.

"Go to the shooting range." Jiang Wang said to the driver, and the vehicle turned to the nearest shooting range.

"New guy, shoots 933mmr. This thing is very useful in some situations. Give it a try." Jiang Wang took out his revolver.

"A bit heavy for such a big pistol bullet?" Wang Tinghan picked up the revolver and tried the weight.

"We have also tried several pistols, but the results were unsatisfactory. The semi-automatic jammed easily, and the revolver was either not powerful enough or heavier than this.

The gun factory just made this monster, don't tell me, it's not bad, but be careful, the recoil is a bit strong." Jiang Wang said as he backed away.

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"Hiss~ I didn't expect it to be so big." Wang Tinghan almost lost his grip and the muzzle of the gun was raised seriously.

"First make a bullet chamber, get used to it, and then start counting the rings for the next bullet chamber." Jiang Wang thoughtfully handed over the bullet box.

"You can do it now." Wang Tinghan poured out the bullets in the magazine and reloaded.

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"Four ten seven rings!" The driver acted as a target announcer.

"Yes, you are one of my intelligence officers with the best marksmanship." Jiang Wang nodded.

"I thought of a good place. The Boy Scouts need instructors. I will live in the Boy Scouts during this period. I can also find a wife and have a child." Jiang Wang joked.

"This..." Wang Tinghan was silent. He longed for, but was afraid of, the life.

After experiencing the baptism of machine guns and artillery in the Boer area, he was afraid that he would become less agile.

"This is an order. It happens to give you an additional officer status. The officer's salary plus your title allowance and estate. Oh my God, it's an enviable life." Jiang Wang tidied Wang Tinghan's clothes.

"Boy Scouts are made up of children, and children are the future of this country. Lead them well and let them possess beautiful qualities such as bravery, strength, sacrifice, and kindness. No one is more suitable than you."

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"What's so urgent?" Xu Hui hurriedly walked into Liu Yiming's office, picked up the tea cup and took a sip.

"The people from the intelligence department in South Africa are back and brought back 220 tons of gold." Liu Yiming said while Xu Hui was drinking water.

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Gudong!

belch!!

Ugh~

After a while, Xu Hui finally regained his composure.

"Didn't you say there are only 20 tons?" Xu Hui had nowhere to put his hands.

"There is an unexpected gain. We got the Boers' strategic reserves. Relax, this is less than 1/3 of their pre-war production." Liu Yiming deliberately looked at Xu Hui's joke.

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"Currently the biggest factor restricting our development is gold reserves. The central bank is considering using the German model, but we are not sure yet whether the public can accept it. This batch of gold is worth 14.7 billion, and the government will use brand-new banknotes to purchase it." Xu Hui is more excited.

South China has a lot of overseas exports every year, but they are mainly based on currencies, such as pounds, US dollars, francs, etc. The currencies issued are also based on foreign exchange standards.

Its own gold holdings are not large, which prevents the central bank from letting go. Foreign exchange is variable, and the gold content is determined by the issuing country rather than the market.

Gold reserves are the confidence of a country and an important factor restricting the development of Nanhuasheng.

"That's what I think. Afterwards, apart from the part left by the intelligence department, the rest will be invested in society." Liu Yiming nodded, which was equivalent to handing over the money.

As for why we go around in circles?

From the circulation in society, no one can tell anything, except that the development of Nanhua has accelerated a little. If it is directly deposited into the national treasury, how to explain this money? How to record it?

"Now that the funds are in place, the hydropower station project is worse than being completed at once. Tesla is inspecting the middle and upper reaches of the river and claims that several more hydropower stations can be built." Xu Hui immediately began to arrange the money.

"There is also the construction of the shipyard, the cleaning of the Machen Port, the construction of the new city can also be accelerated, there should also be an architecture university, and a student nutritional supplement plan is also on the agenda..." Xu Hui said one item after another.

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"Students are malnourished?" Liu Yiming grasped the key point.

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"It's not that they are malnourished, but through comparison in the past five years, appropriate nutritional supplements during their student days can improve their physical fitness. You know, these immigrants are already in average health." Xu Hui shook his head quickly.

Liu Yiming never believed in people's hearts. How could he withstand temptation once, twice, three times, or four times? Just like when he was the emperor, he couldn't hold back even when he saw the eight unknown seal script fonts.

Therefore, people are organized from time to time to investigate and platoon, multiple intelligence agencies, and the supervision system of the Production and Construction Corps make it difficult for accidents to be covered up.
To be continued...
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