Meiguo in the 1970s was the most glorious era in human history. At that time, meiguo people were the first group in human history who did not need to worry about hunger and war. They were the first group who proved that human beings could live well without relying on God with their own strength. They were not a few deviants, but a group of hundreds of millions of people who spontaneously abandoned their beliefs and pursued themselves.


    They are a group of people who oppose all constraints, a group of people who revel in disorder, and the most confident group of people in human history.


    In this era, the meiguo people also had many problems and challenges, but at that time, when people in other countries were still hungry, they had stepped on the outer planet. Compared with the World War II, poverty and spiritual shackles they had overcome before, these were really nothing.


    The emergence of AIDS and the rampant spread of drugs are the result of the overturn of the Americans. It is not a good thing to be unscrupulous. The consequences are indeed very serious. The generation of those who have gone overboard left behind many ethical problems which are not ashamed of posterity.


    Being carried by the girl, Yang Xuan''s mind radiated out and began to scan nearby. It has to be said that in this era, it is indeed very prosperous. There are cars and buses everywhere, and most people are clean and tidy.


    But looking at the essence through the phenomenon, Mei is not as bright as we think. On the contrary, it is full of poverty, despair and darkness.


    In the hearts of Mei people, the 1970s was the most painful and fastest changing era in history. A large number of women have entered the American labor market, the theory of free economy has ascended the hall of elegance, the economic crisis and inflation.


    The streets are very prosperous, but in some alleys, crime, astringency and drugs are everywhere. Even a black man has been lying in the alley, and blood flows down his neck. However, no one will pay attention to his life and death for the prosperity outside.


    This is a strange place. In addition to the prosperity on the outside, there is more poverty, despair and darkness in the back corner.


    Prosperity and poverty, stability and evil, under Yang Xuan''s powerful mind, form a very obvious contrast, even a little ironic.


    From the Chinese street to downtown, you need to pass through a slum. This is the most dangerous place. Blacks, stepdaughters, drug addicts, homosexuals and murderers often live here.


    Strangely, many poor people greet girls kindly.


    "I didn''t expect you to eat so much here." Yang Xuan joked that, to tell the truth, if there was no strength, Yang Xuan would never have come to such a place in the past. It was terrible. I didn''t see some people still holding pistols and some dilapidated houses lighting flames with oil barrels at the door.


    The corners of the girl''s mouth rose. Did she regain her self-confidence once? "Of course, my father is the president of the Chinese Martial Arts Association and sometimes comes here to help. In addition, the Chinese in our Chinese street are very united. It is impossible for ordinary people to bully us."


    Little girl~


    Yang Xuan disdained to say, "yesterday, which guy was gathered into a pig''s head and cried loudly in the suburban forest, which scared me to death."


    The girl''s face turned red, clenched her fist and said fiercely, "I won''t be bullied by them in the future."


    "Everyone can shout slogans. Others won''t beat you because you shout slogans loudly." Yang Xuan''s Old God is there, with a mature face.


    "Hum, I''ll help you with your affairs. You said you would teach me martial arts."


    "Hey, little girl, didn''t you say you hated learning martial arts yesterday?"


    "I don''t hate it now."


    ............. Yang Xuan hates emotional people very much at the moment, but he forgets that he is the most emotional one.


    Finally, I walked out of the slum and came to the main road. Only such streets have pawnshops. It''s inconvenient in the Chinese street. There are too many people who know little girls. There''s no need to think about the slum. Who will open pawnshops in the slum? Not afraid of being robbed? Moreover, the slums are notoriously oil-free. Mei is not as old as China, so no one will pawn antiques at all.


    Finally, I came to a pawn shop, which is controlled by a local gangster and specializes in collecting some things from unknown sources.


    "Madam, are you here to sell gold?"


    The girl had just entered the door. Several men looked at each other and said with a smile that although gangs fight these days, pawnshops have always been a peaceful place. Usually, people who can live and stay can come here. Of course, there are some powerful people. After all, many gangs are uncertain about making trouble.


    The girl scratched her head, shrugged and said, "how do you know."


    "Hahaha, yellow people have no money. They like to sell gold." A white man smiled and said.


    The girl suddenly realized that it was true. Chinese people have some money in their hands and always like to accumulate some family wealth, antiques and so on, but there is one thing that can''t be smashed and broken, that is gold.


    The girl took two gold bars from her pocket and went in through the window. The man took them and looked at them. He threw them at the ground. There was a dull noise. After picking them up, he threw them into a vessel full of water. He couldn''t help nodding. In order to be at ease, he finally burned them with a spray gun.


    "Yi ~ ~"


    The red gold was thrown into the cold water and immediately turned into a golden color of wealth.


    "The gold is of high quality. Are you going to sell it directly?"


    "Yes, how much can I sell."


    The man looked at the girl carefully and put the gold bar down. "Now it''s $80 per ounce. It''s 17.6 ounces with the gold bar, worth $1408. We need to take out 20% of the handling fee, that''s $1126.4. How about $1130?"


    "So many?" The girl was immediately stunned. You know, in 1969, a barrel of oil was only $2 ~ 3. It can be imagined how terrible the purchasing power of more than $1000 was.


    Several gang members looked at each other and laughed. This era is an era of boasting. Money is everywhere. It depends on how you can put it in your pocket.


    Yang Xuan communicated with the girl mentally. Suddenly, the girl felt that her pocket was much heavier and almost pulled off her pants.


    She took out nine big yellow croakers from her trouser pocket and put them all on the counter. At this time, she tilted her head and looked excited. "Change all these into money for me."


    Now the gang members were stunned. One reminded the obese gang members to keep touching their whiskers and flashing their eyes. They didn''t know what to do.


    In the counter, the middle-aged man quickly identified the gold bars and put a few stacks of dollars in with a big backpack. "Little girl, if there is gold in the future, remember to come to us for it?"