I Had a Home In 1982

   Chapter 345 344. Old Wine and Old Tea Cake (Dears, ask for a monthly ticket)

   Ping An knot actually has a market, and the bigger and more expensive it is, the more marketable it is!

   Now city people are starting to pay attention to decorating their homes.

   So from Tuesday, Chunhong, Xiuhong and other ingenious female members began to weave the knot again.

  At the same time, the clothing team is also hurrying to produce fake collars and various shirts.

  Ma Liu and Wang Dongyi left with a small cart packed full of goods.

   Among them are some small things that Wang Yi gave him here: lighters of various styles, stationery with shapes, as well as some watches, sunglasses, razors and so on.

   In short, Wang Yi gave Ma Liu all the goods he could sell, and let him try to sell them in Shanghai.

   This is the huge value that Ma Liu can create for him, so that he doesn't need to go out and someone sells him goods from 22 years.

   In addition, he boldly escorted the two of them with two militiamen.

   Not to protect their products, but Wang Yi brought 36,000 yuan in cash to Ma Liu and asked him and Chen Gu to buy the Shikumen in front of the warehouse at Pier 16.

   That is their base camp in Shanghai.

  The other militiamen did not go to sea either, and they continued to lay solar panels on the roof.

   In the afternoon, the students formally started boxing together.

  Wang Yi asked Sun Zhengnan to lead the fight, while he walked around the island slowly and leisurely.

   In a few days, September 8th is the 21st day of the seventh lunar month, Bailu.

   Dew is from the white dew that is white tonight.

  When it comes to the white dew season, the atmosphere of this autumn begins to be strong.

   Now Wang Yi can feel the breath of autumn.

   He was walking on the mountain road and looked up at the sky. There were many clouds in the sky, scattered, white and thin.

   Pieces of white clouds fluttered with the sea breeze, as light as weightless.

  The autumn wind expresses his feelings, blowing the reeds on the seashore and swaying. Now the reeds have been bleached in large areas, like snow on the beach, and like white clouds falling on the island.

  The coastline is meandering at the feet of Wang Yi, and the reeds float along the coastline. Looking at the past, it seems that the hoarfrost has fallen early, wrapping the wooden pier, the small fishing village and the mountains on the top of the mountain.

   It is now three or four o'clock in the afternoon, and the weather was still sultry a month ago, and the sea breeze will blow and it will be refreshing.

  Under the autumn wind, the sky is extraordinarily quiet and the sea is extraordinarily vast.

   In this weather, it is advisable to climb high and look into the distance. Wang Yi stood on a rock and looked down. The waves of the white flowers were surging and slapped on the island, which has never changed.

   In the distance, the sea is golden, and fishing boats are scattered here and there.

  Autumn is the harvest season, farmers harvest and fishermen also harvest.

   On the way, Wang Yi met Wang Xianghong, and Wang Xianghong said to him, "The first wave of cuttlefish that came out today has come back. I will cook you cuttlefish at night?"

  Wang Yi asked in surprise: "So soon? It's only been a few days?"

  Wang Xianghong smiled and said, "For things like drying fish, there are methods of drying for a long time, and methods for drying for a short time."

   "Similarly, there is a method of long drying for long sun-dried fish, and there is also a method for short sun-dried fish for short sun drying.

"If you think it's delicious, then send it to your classmates and friends by mail. This is a special product of our outer islands. I don't dare to say anything else. I can guarantee that they have never eaten like this as long as they eat cuttlefish. good taste!"

  Wang Yi looked forward to it and said, "Okay, then I'll wait to eat."

   He pointed to the forest and said, "By the way, the branch secretary, now the chestnuts in the forest are ripe, how about I organize the students to hunt chestnuts?"

  Wang Xianghong said: "Let's hang them on Sunday, let them hang for a few more days, and it will be half-labor to organize students to hunt chestnuts on Sunday."

   The two chatted casually for a few words, and then Wang Xianghong left with his hands behind his back humming a song, while Wang Yi continued to hang out.

   He strolled to the door of the ancestral hall, and the old man such as the old man outside the ancestral hall was still enjoying the shade. Now, the long-term exposure to the sun is still a bit burnt.

  The old people were listening to the play around a radio, leaning against the tree and the wall with squinted eyes, holding a tea bowl in one hand and tapping on their knees with the other.

  Two old dogs lay at their feet and yawned boredly.

   Seeing Wang Yi coming, they all stood up wagging their tails, squinting their eyes and running to see Wang Yiqiu rubbing the dog's head.

  When Wang Yi first came here, these dogs were skinny and rough, and now they have grown flesh and their coats are shiny:

   When the students eat meat, they nibble on the bones. They nibble on the bones every day. In addition, the water for washing the pot and the oil are also given to them to drink, so the dogs in the team have grown meat.

  There are old people watching the children under the shade of the trees at the end of the street. They are also a few people around and listen to the radio while weaving knots.

  Wang Yi smiled and said, "The Party Secretary has motivated you all to weave a knot of peace?"

   An old lady smiled and said: "Yes, weaving a peace knot is considered labor for us, and it is considered light labor."

   She handed the maza under her **** to Wang Yi, Wang Yi waved his hand and said that he was going for a walk, but the old ladies had to let him sit down and chat.

   But they really couldn’t talk together. The old ladies thanked Wang Yi for the changes he brought to the production team, but Wang Yi was a thin-skinned person and was too embarrassed to hear people praise him, so he walked away after a few chats.

   He turned around casually, and quietly went back to Tingtaoju for 22 years when he had nothing to do.

  Zhong Shiping left a message for him, saying that a fishing feed processing factory was being sold, and asked him to come and talk.

  In this way, Wang Yi went to the warehouse in the city in 1982 and bought a bunch of big crabs, sea-caught prawns, wild big golden pomfret, and silver pomfret and sent them to him.

  Zhong Shiping has helped him a lot recently. Wang Yi is grateful, and he brought a good thing to Zhong Shiping this time.

  The tricycle went over, Zhong Shiping was just unloading the wine outside, and when he saw him driving, he pushed the wine box aside and waved at him.

  Wang Yi asked: "Is this a drink?"

   Zhong Shiping said with a smile: "Well, it's all beer. I'll get you two barrels of pure German stout beer? It's delicious."

  Wang Yi waved his hand and said, "Forget it, I eat seafood every day now, and my thumb joint hurts. I guess it's because of high uric acid, so I don't drink beer."

  Zhong Shiping asked, "Are you really high in uric acid? Then you have to pay attention."

  Wang Yi waved his hand again and said, "It may also be a psychological effect, but I do eat a lot of seafood, so I brought you some this time."

   "Look at it, it's all wild goods. My friend gave it back to me from the fishing boat, and I brought it directly to you, Brother Zhong."

  Zhong Shiping laughed and said, "Don't look at it, don't look at it, it must be a good thing if you bring it to me..."

   "You must see it." Wang Yi pointed to a clay pot, "I also brought you a barrel of wine."

  Zhong Shiping's eyes lit up: "Old wine?"

  Wang Yi vowed: "Thirty years!"

  The age of this wine is definitely nonsense, but this time the wine is tiger bone medicinal wine, he does not believe that anyone can tell the age of this wine through hops and taste.

  Zhong Shiping jumped on the spot when he heard the words "Thirty Years", his big belly jumped like a toad.

He came over and looked at the clay pot and immediately clapped his hands: "I lost it, Mr. Wang, let me tell you the truth, don't be angry, you said just now that this is 30-year-old wine, I don't quite believe it, but now I believe it, your wine jar at least It's a thirty or forty year old object."

  The pottery pot is an ordinary black pottery pot with pits and pits on it with horizontal and vertical lines, which really looks simple and simple.

   But Wang Yi saw that the wine jars in 1982 looked like this. The fishermen bought things like pickled pickles and pickled snail sauce.

   It turned out that this wine jar also has culture.

  Zhong Shiping leaned in and counted the horizontal and vertical stripes, and said, "I said conservatively. This is an old jar from 1976. The wine in it can't be from 1976, right?"

  Wang Yi did not answer, but instead asked him: "Can these lines indicate the manufacturing age of the wine jar?"

  Zhong Shiping nodded and said, "Yes, you don't know?"

"This is a crude pottery altar produced by Wengzhou. The horizontal lines are the months, and the vertical lines are the years after the founding of the People's Republic of China. It has been like this since ancient times. I can count."

   "Then there are 27 stripes on this jar?" Wang Yi really didn't pay attention to this jar, because this old clay pot is worthless.

   Zhong Shiping said: "Yes, with 27 vertical stripes, it is 76 years old in total."

   He opened the lid of the altar and looked at it, then was stunned.

   He raised his head to look at Wang Yi, and Wang Yi said, "It's all real stuff, and it's also old stuff. You can tell it's old wine by looking at the age of the tiger bones inside."

"But I said just now that the thirty-year-old wine is indeed suspected of fooling you. What's the matter with his wine? I heard from my client that it was his father's tiger bone wine, and then no matter how much he drinks every year, when the New Year's Eve On the first day of the new year, he will fill it up again."

   This is nonsense.

   But doing business with a person like Zhong Shiping would have to be nonsense, not to mention that this wine was a gift from Zhong Shiping, and he didn't intend to ask for money, so he had to come up with some kind of human favor anyway.

   "After all, this wine should have been brewed 30 years ago, so it can be considered a 30-year-old wine." He continued.

  Zhong Shiping took a breath.

   He really believed what Wang Yi said—maybe not, but what he showed was that he did.

  Wang Yi has seen it, the tiger bones in this wine jar are indeed old bones.

   He didn't dare to take out the fresh bones. It was a contraband for 22 years, but as long as the ancestral old bones don't make a noise, they can make a drink and drink it.

  Zhong Shiping also recognized that the tiger bone was an old bone, which could be seen from the color.

   He took a sip of wine and said with admiration, "Mr. Wang, it is indeed an old wine. Although it is not a good wine, it must be some years old!"

Why does this wine last for five or eight years? The old gun business has been in business for a long time. Among the medicinal wine that Zhuang Mancang sent him, there are indeed old medicinal wines that are twenty or thirty years old, and one of them is Sanbian wine .

   This Wang Yi definitely can't take it out.

   He has to drink it himself!

   Zhong Shiping also said: "Such a good thing can't be sold, I have to keep it myself, and occasionally have a cup with my friends, hey, isn't he coming to this feeling?"

   he asked, "How much is the wine?"

  Wang Yi waved his hand: "You don't need money for wine, and you need money for seafood."

  Zhong Shiping quickly winked his eyes and asked in surprise, "Mr. Wang, are you serious? Is this wine and this wine more expensive than seafood?"

  Wang Yi said: "It has nothing to do with value. I want money for seafood because I am in business. I supply you with high-quality seafood, but that is business, you have to give me money."

   "I have received more than one jar of this wine, and I don't plan to sell it. I use it as a gift for people and friends."

"To tell you the truth, Brother Zhong, I still have a jar of old tiger whip wine, but I can't give it to you, because I can't bear to keep it myself. I have to give it to the good eldest brother in my capital. They take special care of me. I am like this. The old wine people may not like it, but this is my whole heart."

  Zhong Shiping nodded and said, "I understand, I understand, your good eldest brother really takes care of you. President Wang, you are a person who talks about feelings, oh, I'm really embarrassed, haha, are you really sending me?"

  Wang Yi spread his hands and said, "A gentleman is hard to chase after a word. I really gave it to you. You have helped me a lot. I have nothing to thank you, so I gave you a jar of tiger bone wine."

  Zhong Shiping was a little excited.

   He came up and patted Wang Yi on the shoulder and said, "Mr. Wang, you are a man of your temperament. In fact, I really didn't help you much before."

   "But today I remember all this in my heart, nothing else. In the future, you will go up the mountain of knives and go down to the sea of ​​fire - I will put a knife into a mountain for you and light a sea of ​​fire for you, hahaha..."

   He turned a corner and deliberately joked, patted Wang Yi on the shoulder and laughed.

   Boss Xiao of the restaurant next door was drinking tea upstairs, enjoying the autumn colors with the autumn wind blowing, and a pot of autumn tea was warm.

   As a result, Zhong Shiping's loud voice attracted him, so he came down and asked, "Yo, old Zhong--oh, the little brother of the mountain walker, are you here again?"

   "Did you bring something good for Lao Zhong this time, making him so happy?"

  Zhong Shiping quickly took off his clothes and covered the wine jar.

   He is trying to hide it.

  Boss Xiao immediately went to unpack his clothes.

After smelling it, he curled his lips and smiled and said, "Looking at the way you are talking, isn't it just wine? Even if it is a century-old wine, I have no interest. Wine is not a good thing. People want to drink tea, especially men... …”

   "Men are going to drink this wine." Zhong Shiping opened the lid to let him see, "What's inside?"

  Boss Xiao asked hesitantly: "There's a big sturdy paw, what is this? Can't it be a tiger bone bar?"

   "Thirty years!" Zhong Shiping looked at him triumphantly.

  Boss Xiao was stunned for a while, and then spit out a sentence: "Selling tiger bones is a crime!"

   Zhong Shiping said, "Who sold it? My father left this wine to me, and I just moved it out today!"

   He said happily: "Tiger bone wine is a good thing. It dispels wind and clears collaterals, strengthens the muscles and bones, and it works for rheumatism, pain in the liver and kidneys, soreness in the waist and legs.

   "And this thing can be used as a base wine. I use this wine to soak a dried seahorse or sea dog kidney. I don't need to say what kind of wine is this wine?"

   "You can also add some Xiancao, Morinda officinalis, Cistanche, Cynomorium, etc. Haha, if you drink it for a few days, then you won't be able to talk about juvenile madness?"

   Boss Xiao said with a smirk: "Well, give me some time too."

  Zhong Shiping waved his hand and said, "Don't be straight, men can't drink, they want tea!"

Boss Xiao pushed his shoulders and said in a low voice, "You don't come here, please give me the time. You have a lot of wine in a jar, 30 to 40 pounds, right? I don't want much, five pounds... "

   "Five, your sister!" Zhong Shiping hurriedly interrupted him, "You don't know how precious this wine is? Five kilograms, at most five taels, do you want love!"

   Boss Xiao scolded him with a word of 'pussy soso', and then asked Wang Yi: "That Mr. Wang, do you have any more? Give me a jar of high and low."

  Wang Yi smiled and said: "No, really not a drop."

   Boss Xiao asked eagerly: "Then do you have good tea? You can't just collect the bar even if you are traveling through mountains and seas? Do you have good tea?"

   Wang Yi's heart moved, snapped his fingers, and said, "Really, old Pu'er, I have this thing here."

   Pu-erh tea is known as the 'drinkable antique' and 'touchable history' in the tea circle. Unlike green tea and black tea, the more in season, the better it is. Pu-erh tea is more valuable as it ages.

   As for what this value is, Wang Yi doesn’t care. Anyway, he has read a book introducing collectibles, and there is a separate chapter for Pu’er tea.

   There is a batch of tea cakes in Pu-erh tea made in the 1950s, all of which are worth millions.

   But this million is in the 21st century, in the 80s this thing...

   is not very valuable.

  The old Pu-erh tea trees in those days were not very popular. At that time, many old tea trees were dug up and replaced with new tea trees with higher yields.

   Boss Xiao got excited when he heard his words, and quickly waved to him to enter the room: "Come, Mr. Wang, please come in."

  Wang Yi followed him in, and he could study tea with this boss Xiao.

  If Ma Liu goes to Shanghai to sell goods, then you can sell groceries.

  Tobacco and alcohol are strictly controlled, and sugar tea, snacks, meat, etc. can be sold after being repackaged.

   Tea, especially, is very profitable.

  Zhong Shiping followed to go in.

  Boss Xiao pushed him out: "You smell fishy and alcohol, you are a secular person, and you can't come into my door."

   "President Wang has a heavier fishy smell!" Zhong Shiping said angrily.

  Boss Xiao was stunned for a while, he blinked and smelled it, and then said with joy: "Ah, this is the smell of freedom, can it be the same as the smell of copper on your body?"

  Wang Yi was amused by him and laughed.

  The boss is not too young to be old.

  Zhong Shiping put away the tiger bone wine and followed him in to drink tea.

  Boss Xiao specially asked Wang Yi to go upstairs and enter the private seat. Wang Yi waved his hand and said, "Do you want old tea cakes? The price is not cheap."

   "The price is easy to negotiate." Boss Xiao said with a smile.

  Wang Yi said: "I'll tell you the truth, there are few people in our circle, and then everyone has their own skills. The old tea cake is not in my hands, but I should be able to help you."

   "This thing is really not cheap, it's in the millions."

   Zhong Shiping scolded when he heard this: "hype, it's all speculation, tea is for drinking, not for speculation."

  Boss Xiao said disdainfully, "Oh, our tea circle is hype, but in your liquor circle, it's not hype? There are also wild big yellow croakers and small yellow croakers, which are tens of thousands of pounds and thousands of pounds, so this is not speculation?"

   Then he looked straight at Wang Yi, hesitantly patted the table with his hand: "The price of millions is not a problem, the problem is what kind of tea are you?"

"If it's the Tongxing Hao Xiangchunwu Nei Feiyuan tea in the 1920s, the big ticket Jingchang Haoyuan tea in the 1930s, the A-grade blue-printed green cake in the 1950s, or a bucket of 88 green tea, then The price of a million is really not a problem..."

  Wang Yi said: "If you can really eat it, I can give you a fiddle to see. Anyway, Boss Zhong understands me, and I am very fair in business."

  Zhong Shiping said: "Mr. Wang is indeed fair. He is most like me in business."

  Boss Xiao laughed.

   Then he said: "Then please help Mr. Wang to fiddle. Boss Zhong also understands me. I'm not worth as much as you bosses, but I can still take out four million five million."

  Zhong Shiping teased with the melon seeds: "Old Xiao, you are very polite, what four million five million, two four million five million is about the same, you have tens of millions of deposits in China Merchants Bank alone."

   "Last fall, China Merchants Bank organized an event to invite tens of millions of VIPs to go to Hongshawadi for a spring outing, right? Are you there? Will you have another event in a few days this year?"

  Boss Xiao was about to raise his teacup to drink tea, when he heard this, his hands trembled: "Don't talk nonsense, slander people, there is nothing at all!"

  Wang Yi heard that this good-looking comrade was so rich, so he had to find a way to make a fortune.

  Although he has enough money, who would think that he has too much money?

   As the men who sold pigs said last time: money doesn’t bite.

So he promised: "Then I will try my best to find you a few valuable old tea cakes, a friend of mine is an expert in this field, and he should be quite famous in your circle - Forget it, let's not talk nonsense. Well, see you later."

  Boss Xiao said: "Okay, if you have a good tea cake, feel free to contact me, I can have an appetite here."

   Zhong Shiping persuaded him: "Old Xiao, you better be careful. The economic situation has been bad in the past two years, and many things can't be fired. Be careful not to fall into the pit."

  Boss Xiao said: "Don't worry, I'm doing things well. It's true that the economic situation is not good now, but there are more and more rich people. As long as the rich people are still there, there will be a market for that famous tea and wine."

   "People who drink tea don't buy tea, and people who buy tea don't drink tea." Wang Yi smiled.

  Boss Xiao nodded: "I bought tea not for drinking, but I'm not going to give it away, but to fight tea."

   Hearing this, Wang Yi was very surprised, and what about Dou Cha?

  Zhong Shiping also asked curiously: "I've heard of bullfighting, dogfighting, cricket fighting, cockfighting and cockfighting, but I've never heard of tea fighting, or tea fighting?"

  Wang Yi glanced at him, are you talking about cross-eyed or chicken-fighting? Can you expand on that?

  Boss Xiao said: "Pu'er tea is rock tea. There has always been a tea-fighting culture in Canton and Guangdong. If a tea factory does not have hundreds of thousands of teas, it will not even qualify for the competition."

"The place where the tea is fought is called Douchayuan, and there is a list of famous teas, called "Heroes Spectrum". If the bosses of the tea gardens and tea houses can't have a place in it, then don't think about the fame of their own teas. ."

   "You all know that there is a lot of hype in tea shops now, and that is the masterpiece of small and medium-sized rock tea factories."

"By cooperating with merchants from other places, they register new companies, and then pack the local tea luxuriously, give the tea a new name, write a beautiful marketing copy, and create a master book of 'scarce' and 'not-for-sale' tea. ' These gimmicks are used to hype, to hype their own tea into the "Hero Score"."

   "Nowadays, tea in high-end places is based on brewing. One brew uses 8 grams of tea leaves and sells for 18,000 or even tens of thousands of yuan. This habit started in the tea garden."

Boss Xiao said and shook his head: "I also know that this is hype, hehe, but there are so many people who are enjoying it, what else can we do, other than just rolling forward with the tide? Want to go against the sky?"

   Having said this, he sneered, looking like he could see through the true meaning of the world.

  Wang Yi drank the tea silently and asked, "The big pot of tea and the little teacher's tea..."

   "Have you ever bought it?" Boss Xiao asked with a smile, a very malicious smile.

   Wang Yi said: "I haven't bought it, I just heard the propaganda so I'm curious."

  Boss Xiao said: "It's best if you don't buy it. If you buy it, it's really a 24K pure idiot - Hey, Lao Zhong, why is your face so ugly? Have you ever bought it?"

  Zhong Shiping hurriedly waved his hand: "No, no, I just suddenly remembered something, I'll go back first."

  Wang Yi said: "I'll go with you too, and I have to ask you about the feed factory."

  Zhong Shiping is an old Jianghu and works very meticulously.

  The information of the feed factory was printed out by him.

  In this way, Wang Yi doesn't have to spend time here. He got the information of the feed factory and collected the money from the sea goods, so he drove the dump truck and left.

   Back in 1982, the students hadn't finished class, and they were still boxing slowly in the autumn wind.

  Wang Yi was thinking about adding music to this, what kind of music?

   No choice.

   "The Great Wall Never Falls".

   This song has been published in 1982, and a gust of 'Chinese people have awakened' is blowing in the streets and alleys of Hong Kong Island.

   Originally, "Serve the Country with Loyalty" was a better choice, but the problem is that the song hasn't come out yet, so I have to re-compose and fill in the lyrics to record and sing. How can I have this condition?

   What's more, once a song like "Jing Zhong Bao Guo" comes out, it will definitely arouse the attention of many people.

  Wang Yi felt that there was no need for this, so why did he have to pretend to push himself in front of more people and let more people pay attention to him?

   In this way, he went back directly and sent a message to Qiu Danian, asking him to buy an empty tape and record a song "The Great Wall Never Falls".

  Qiu Danian sent him a message, saying that the packaging production line on Tianya Island has been debugged and can be used. Is it necessary to recruit people to start using it?

  Wang Yi first asked him to recruit two deaf-mute people with quick hands and feet to repackage some goods. This is a very useful production line.

  Ma Liu has found a huge sales market in Shanghai, so that many products in 22 years can be sold in 1982 after changing their packaging.

   There is no need to make a lot of money, just help him to occupy a place in Shanghai.

   When he returned to 1982 again, he had nothing to worry about, and waited for dinner with peace of mind.

  The next thing he has to think about is that in a few days, September 10th will be Teachers' Day, and he has to prepare some benefits for teachers.

   He has already prepared a set of clothes, what else should he prepare?

   Turn around a day, in the afternoon.

   Zhang Youxin arrived by mail, and at the same time sent a letter to Wang Yi: "Remember when I said before that someone received monkey tickets?"

  Wang Yi immediately reacted: "What's the matter, does anyone want to buy it? I have a large edition in my hand, what is the price now?"

   Zhang Youxin said enthusiastically: "The price is very high now!"

He said: "I gave you those monkey tickets at the beginning of spring today. I didn't collect stamps at that time, so I didn't understand the market. I only found out when I asked my colleagues a few days ago that a single new ticket would go up to 50 cents. money."

   "Then this monkey ticket is growing very fast. After a few days, it has been rising steadily at a dime or two. By the end of the summer a few days ago, it had risen to 1.5 yuan a piece, and the Quartet even asked for 6 yuan!"

  Wang Yi exclaimed on the spot: "Good guy!"

   This is a sincere exclamation.

   is expanding too fast.

   He vaguely remembered that there was a major price inflation in the country in the 1980s, and all the materials in the market were sold out, but it seems that things happened in the late 1980s, and the current market is quite stable.

   In fact, after 82 years of life and the development of the country in the 1980s and 1990s, he still feels quite stable about the country for 22 years.

  Although the economic problems in the past 22 years have been very big, those who have really understood the growth process of the republic will know that this is not a big deal at all. Modern China is a country that struggled to survive in the siege and interception of the whole world.

   Just like what Shiji said to the soldiers when the volunteer army entered the country to fight: We will face the best-equipped United Nations army in the world. The battle will be very difficult, but we must strive for victory and dare to win!

   Zhang Youxin asked: "You want to sell these monkey tickets, then you have nothing to do in the afternoon. I will take you to the county?"

  Wang Yi said indifferently: "You can help me find out the market price. If someone is willing to buy it, just buy it at the market price. I'll just give you the monkey ticket - can I still trust you?"

  Zhang Youxin laughed: "Little brother, you always have an appetite for me. The other thing you sell stamps is not only these monkey tickets, but also this one."

   He took out the envelope and handed it to Wang Yi.

  Wang Yi opened it and took a look.

   Inside are some military stamps!

   Among them are the familiar Yellow Army Posts, Purple Army Posts, and Blue Army Posts!

  Yellow, purple, and blue military mail has a postmark on it, which is already used.

   He asked, "Aren't these the ones on the envelope from the military stamps you sent me last time? What's the matter? You didn't return them to your relatives?"

   A few months ago, Zhang Youxin came to him to exchange drinks with Blue Army Post. At that time, Wang Yi made a lot of money from it.

   But he had seen the addresses on the envelopes and knew the importance of those letters, and these envelopes and stamps could not be carried for 22 years, so he returned Zhang Youxin to his relatives.

   As a result, these stamps have appeared again, so Wang Yi is anxious:

   He was afraid that Zhang Youxin would not listen to his words, so he kept the envelope in his hand.

   Looking at his anxious look, Zhang Youxin smiled and said, "Haha, look at you, why are you so anxious? I returned all those letters to my relatives last time."

   "You were right at the time. Those letters were really useful. They were all left by correspondence between my uncle and his comrades. So when I returned the letter, I made my uncle happy and said I was sensible."

   "I went to his house again last Sunday, and then I mentioned stamp collecting. I told you that you have monkey tickets and that you are going to sell monkey tickets to support the construction of the school."

   "At that time, my uncle and grandfather were very moved when he asked about your situation. He asked my little cousin to find out the military stamps that he had collected for many years, and then found some valuables in the market and sent them to you."

   Zhang Youxin picked one out and showed it to him: "This is very valuable, the total victory stamp, who do you see on it?"

   (end of this chapter)