Chapter 6 My Paradise

Adventurer's paradise!

The vast majority of Chinese people are familiar with the alias of Shanghai, but they don't know it at all. After this sentence, there is a second half of the sentence. Shanghai is a paradise for adventurers, but a hell for the poor.

"So what about yourself?"

Chen Moran smiled coldly. Two weeks ago, he had identified this place from the day the ship leaned against the 16th Pier.

"Hell of the poor!"

The sparse snowflakes fell on his shoulders, and Chen Moran repeated this sentence.

"But... it's my paradise!"

Perhaps Chen Mo said that this era is his paradise. At least in this paradise, he doesn't need to worry that he will be pulled to the target, will not appear in TV legal programs, and become a disgrace to his relatives. This is his paradise

"Money!"

Thinking of the word heaven, Chen Moran muttered to himself about the most important factor in heaven.

Whether it is Guangxu in 27 or 2011, it is common in one principle. It is impossible without money. If you don't solve the problem of money as soon as possible, I'm afraid that it will not be heaven here, but may become your own hell.

"There are also difficulties in heaven! ......"

Chen Moran shook his head and sighed gently, and then crutled into this old factory with a wooden brick structure, which was even a little airy.

On the red brick foundation of the dilapidated factory, there is a German Hull Cellaxy laser engraving plate making machine. This machine worth tens of millions of yuan was actually "stolen" by his partner. To be precise, it was robbed from a plate making company in Shanghai. Without this machine, it could not be made. Make a gravure for printing banknotes.

Next to the plate making machine is a color offset printing machine, a color gravure printing machine and a paper cutting machine, plus three laptops and a laser scanner, which are all I have now. These machines were once regarded as a shortcut to get rich, but here, this is the guarantee of my survival.

Three days ago, after signing the lease in Sun's study, it was rented by Chen Moran. The rent was not the high price of 5,000 taels at the beginning, but the low price of 3,600 taels.

"It's just a show, saving more than 1,000 taels of silver!"

Thinking of the show off in front of Sun Jingnan, Chen Moran couldn't help laughing and looking at his factory. His face was full of pride, and his eyebrows flashed with the look of doing a lot. Although he was on crutches, his feet were much faster.

"D, D"

From the container to the working room, the tapping sound of the mouse and keyboard sounded from time to time. Chen Moran, lying in front of the computer, sometimes lying next to the computer, checking the silver dollar ticket on the table with a magnifying glass, and sometimes making modifications on the computer. Although using a high-precision laser scanner can accurately print the silver dollar ticket page, if Directly using the original image plate making, the gravure and printed products will be a little blurred. The original image on the computer must be modified, and every line and every pattern cannot be let go.

"I didn't expect that the shading of this ticket was more complicated than 100 years later!"

Chen Moran, who trimmed the shading one millimeter by millimeter on the computer, whispered to himself.

This 50-yuan silver dollar coupon of China-Russia Daosheng Bank is carefully selected from the silver dollar coupons issued by many banks such as HSBC, McGali, Li, Dongfang Huili, Huabi and Citi. He has no watermark. Unlike other banknotes, it adopts simple or complex watermarks. The watermark has always been fake. The biggest problem faced by people.

"Buzz..."

The laser engraving plate making a slight sound in operation. With the operation of the laser engraving knife, subtle patterns slowly appear on the copper drum. In this era, it takes at least half a year to rely on hand-carved banknote gravure. It only takes dozens of minutes to use the laser engraving plate making machine, and it is not to make a Block printing gravure.

Chen Moran, lying in front of the table, held a cigarette in his mouth and let the ashes fall on his knees. The 60cm long copper drum rack is on the roller. Every time he examines, he tries to do the slightest inspection. Although the laser engraving plate making machine can perfectly reproduce the computer drawings, it still needs to be carefully checked to prevent Stop the "missing knife".

Throughout the night, Chen Moran has been working hard. In the past, he needed at least four people to work together at the same time, but now he needs to complete every step by himself. After checking the six gravures, it was already nine o'clock in the morning the next day, and his stomach was already hungry.

After eating the leftovers from last night, Chen Moran turned on the gravure printing machine and began to fake it for the first time since he came to this era. The noise of the gravure printing machine in operation is far greater than that of the laser engraving machine, but looking at the large bills appearing in front of him, it is surprising that Chen Moran's heart is not as full of fear as in the past, but a trace of expectation and expectation for a rich life.

"Wow! Tut..."

When checking the finished product, Chen Moran's lips involuntarily exclaimed. The lines under the magnifying glass were very clear. Even if a ten-fold magnifying glass were used, the common outlets in electronic engraving platemaking were not found. The biggest advantage of the Hull laser engraving machine was that it adopted ultra-fine engraving technology, which could not be achieved. The outline and text clarity, even the hand-made version is nothing more than this, but the hand-made version is non-repeatable. Even if it is the same person, it is impossible to carve the same gravure, but the electronic engraving can perfectly copy the master version without any deviation. This is exactly what robbed this machine at the cost of killing people. The reason for the device.

Picking up another note on the table, Chen Moran carefully compared the paper feel of the two. The most difficult thing to make counterfeit notes is the paper feel. In order to pursue the feel, in the past, he even had to apply a thin hairspray on the surface to create a feel similar to a real banknote, and there was little difference between the two. The banknotes of Hua-Russia Daosheng Bank are printed on thin paper, and the feel is not much different from the newsprint they use.

"It's almost done!"

After carefully checking the finished product under the magnifying glass and confirming that there was no error, Chen Moran breathed a sigh of relief. With this money as the basis, he really had a place to stand in this time and space.

"Oh..."

At the moment of locking the wooden door, Chen Moran, who was wearing a tweed coat and a top hat, sighed and walked out of the yard with a black civilization stick. There was a Western-style carriage parked outside the gate. When the young man saw the rental man coming out, he quickly got out of the car, opened the door and put down the ladder.

"Mr., where are you going?"

The carriage clerk asked humbly before closing the door, for fear of neglecting the gentleman with a mustache and well-dressed man. Such a superior man can kill himself by stretching out his little finger. But he never thought that Chen Moran had just set up for this appearance yesterday.

When he bent down and nodded, he saw the pig-tailed horse-like braid behind his head. Chen Moran frowned. Although it had been two and a half months since he came to this time and space, he should have adapted to the braid behind the man's head, but he couldn't accept it.

"China-Russia Daosheng Bank!"

Chen Moran gently spit out a few words. Although in the past few days, he has spent more than 5,000 yuan on counterfeit banknotes in more than a dozen foreign people's stores. There is no problem with that kind of banknotes to deceive the store. The most important thing is whether he can cheat the bank. After all, what he wants is not only to earn some pocket money, but those stores. It is impossible to provide yourself with enough money to squander, only banks can.

There was heavy snow in the lead-gray air, and it was very difficult for the carriage to drive in the snow. Even in the car, Chen Moran could clearly feel that the carriage skidded many times when he walked, so that he had to hold the armrest beside him.

Looking out of the carriage, the road on the 20th day of the twelfth lunar month may be due to the fate of heavy snow. There are no pedestrians on the street, not to mention this kind of snowy day. Even those patrolmen on the street will nest in the patrol room to warm up or reunite with their families. Occasionally, you can see some beggars trembling in the wind and snow on the roadside. Beggars, although the distance is far away, Chen Moran can still feel that most of the beggars' eyes are full of despair. Perhaps many of them can no longer see tomorrow's day. Shanghai has never been a paradise for the poor, whether now or 110 years later.

On the snowy street, no one will pay attention to the beggars trembling in the wind and snow on the roadside, while Chen Moran, who is sitting in the carriage, only feels a chill. Yanjing City is still occupied by the Eight-Nation Alliance. The governors of the southeast provinces jointly protect each other. The emperor and the empress dowager fled to Xi'an. Who will care in this troubled world? These hungry and cold beggars.

"Maybe I can... help them!"

"Sir, the bank has arrived!"

At this moment, the carriage door was opened, and the clerk of the carriage quickly put down the ladder and held the door respectfully.

"K..."

The iron tip of the cane of the left hand pressed on the ice and snow, making a crisp sound. For Chen Mo, who now said that it is difficult to take every step in this weather, and the broken bone of the left leg has not grown well. Even if it grows well, after the leg bone is deformed, I can't leave the crutch.

"Why don't you turn around and let the foreign devil break his leg again?"

When he opened the door of the bank, Chen Moran distracted his attention in a wild way. With the counterfeit currency of 100,000 yuan silver dollar coupons, he entered the bank that issued such silver dollar coupons for foreign exchange. As long as he was an individual, he knew the risks he took.

"D, D..."

The sound made when the iron tip of the crutch hit the floor sounded in the hall of the newly built Hua-Russia Daosheng Bank. The bank clerk who heard the sound occasionally looked up at the "gentleman who had just entered the door". They did not know that Chen Moran, who looked calm, was already sweaty at this time.

When the bank clerk in the lobby saw the "squire" with disabled legs coming towards him, he quickly stood up and greeted him.

"Hello! Sir, what can I do for you?