Richest Man: Divine-Grade Reconstruct System Chapter 1437 - 1230: Too Much Silver

Still, even so, the commemorative value is actually quite big.

Of course, Empress Dowager Ye couldn’t possibly pick out every single serial number; he only selected one batch, and as for the ones after that, they were all released into circulation.

Right now there aren’t people with that kind of mindset yet, but it won’t be long before these numbers are discovered. After all, in times of chaos people chase gold, in times of prosperity they chase antiques. With Lin Yi taking the lead, it shouldn’t take long before this place turns into a flourishing age of prosperity.

In that prosperous age, it’ll probably nurture a group of people who love collecting antiques. After all, once their income reaches a certain level, once they have spare money in hand, the urge to satisfy their desires will naturally follow.

It’s not like before, when they were content as long as they could fill their stomachs. Back then they were truly miserable and basically wouldn’t even think about things like antiques. But as time passes, that will change. Still, although there’s that possibility, that time won’t come too early, which means many people will simply overlook the matter of serial numbers.

By the time people finally realize it, those excellent serial numbers will probably have become unrecognizable, right?

Lin Yi wasn’t particularly worried about this; or rather, he had already thought about it. All the notes that go out will eventually be recycled; any old notes that haven’t been exchanged will be reprocessed.

Of course, production is done in large batches, all in consecutive numbers at the back, but that doesn’t mean they’re incapable of making up for things.

What they do is compensate: say a note with an all?eight tail number gets returned, it’s very likely they’ll issue him a note with the same number. That way a lot of trouble is avoided. By the time people discover this, they’ll probably rush over without hesitation to swap for brand?new silver notes.

There’s another point: even if Empress Dowager Ye doesn’t personally collect this money, they’ll still set some aside regardless. After all, this is a Royal Family product with extremely strong commemorative significance—how could they not prepare several sets? Or rather, how could they not archive and keep samples?

And these matters just happen to all fall under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Revenue, and the Ministry of Revenue is managed by Xiao Zihan.

Which means that at this moment Xiao Zihan has basically become the general housekeeper of the entire Dayou, the "boss lady" of the whole country.

"Hey, miss, I already booked a bunch of hundred?tael and fifty?tael silver notes before. Why haven’t they come yet? When will they arrive?"

In the bank hall, as time went by and more and more silver flowed in, all the notes in each bank became extremely tight in supply—just like what this guy was saying at the moment.

This fellow had already pre?ordered hundred?tael silver notes, but these things have to be produced and distributed in unified batches, so when they’re out he can only wait.

Even if the processing speed is extremely fast, it’s impossible for them to be still printing one second and then hand them into your hands the next second.

It’s a process that takes time. Precisely because of that, as days passed—one day, two days—more and more people kept coming to ask whether their pre?ordered notes had arrived. Every time they came, they would be carrying big and small chests; you didn’t need to guess to know they were full of gold, silver, and jewelry.

And today, just as this guy finished asking, and just as the clerk was about to patiently explain again and ask him to wait a bit longer, all of a sudden a noisy commotion came from behind the counter. The clerk looked over, and on closer inspection, it turned out the branch head had come back with a big chest packed full of paper notes.

The moment people saw this, everyone’s faces lit up with excitement.

Especially the fellow who wanted to exchange silver; even more so in his case. "Early birds aren’t as lucky as timely ones," as they say. He hadn’t been waiting here long, but on his very first visit he just happened to catch the arrival of the silver notes—how could he not be thrilled?

You have to know, there were plenty of people here who had literally been eating and sleeping while waiting in this hall—waiting for days—and still hadn’t managed to get any small?denomination silver notes. But today he had just walked in and already gotten his chance.

That immediately drew looks of envy, jealousy, and resentment from those around him. "All right, all right, we can start distributing these small?denomination silver notes now. If you want to buy or exchange, come over here and line up."

Same as before: everyone must line up properly, no scrambling or fighting. If there’s any scrapping, we’ll throw you out on the spot, and you won’t be getting any exchange service here.

It had to be said, these words were indeed intimidating. As soon as they were spoken, everyone in the hall began lining up in an orderly fashion, and that guy who had been shouting earlier managed to get a spot at the very front.

That was something he’d never expected; if they’d really lined up strictly by arrival time, he’d probably be at the very end of the queue.

"Give me one thousand taels worth in hundred?tael silver notes. Then... one thousand taels in fifty?tael silver notes. And another thousand taels in twenty?tael silver notes..."