When An Yi returned home, it was already dark. She managed to hitch a ride on the production team's ox cart halfway, and she didn't ride for free, paying a fare of five hundred yuan.
Among the old coins, the low-denomination ones like one yuan, five yuan, ten yuan, twenty yuan, fifty yuan were rarely seen, because hyperinflation made them worthless. No matter how large the denomination was, what use was it if you couldn't buy anything?
One hundred, two hundred, five hundred, one thousand, five thousand, ten thousand were the commonly used currencies, and buying something required money that had to be carried by carts and bags, which was not surprising at all. After all, ten thousand yuan was just one yuan of the Republic's currency, and the five hundred yuan fare was actually only worth five cents.
