Myanmar.
Xin'an City.
A quiet Tea House.
Everyone sat in a circle, drinking tea. Tang Kai wasn't unreasonably generous; he took out the tea leaves given by Tang Qing to avoid these people coming back to ask for more and making it awkward for Tang Qing to refuse.
"Do you think this time there will be an inflation outbreak, with money losing its value?"
Sipping from a cup.
A local family head voiced his concern.
Just at the meeting.
Didn't dare bring it up.
But it didn't mean they weren't worried. A large issuance of currency leading to inflation is basic financial knowledge. If there's too much money and it's worthless, it'd be troublesome.
"Why didn't you ask earlier?"
"Would you dare?"
"Nope."
"So there you have it."
"Actually, you guys should look at it from another angle. In any country, as long as it's in a period of rapid development, inflation is unavoidable. But as long as the exchange rate doesn't fluctuate much, there's nothing to fear."
