Usually, we use hundred-yuan bills, but Yan Wenhai glanced at Yan Fei and couldn't help but glare: "Are you kidding? What kind of mess is this?"
Yan Fei chuckled: "No worries, I've prepared a lot. In case Grandpa wants to travel far, this is foreign currency for him. Look, there's dollars, euros, Hong Kong dollars, Japanese yen... Don't worry, the most is definitely our currency; these are just backups."
There were indeed many kinds, colorful and varied. To be honest, Yan Fei didn't even recognize some of them—they were collected from raiding vaults, who knows from which country.
Yan Wenhai was too lazy to bother with him, though he understood that it was all just for good feelings.
