Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

Yang Rui asked for stamps. Although Wu Qian didn't understand, she ran upstairs, opened the cabinet, picked out several stamps from the storage, and carried them down.

In the 1980s, sending a letter usually only cost 8 cents for a stamp, and an extra 2 cents for an envelope. Therefore, the zodiac tickets such as monkey tickets and chicken tickets are now 8 cents.

Xibao Town is a big town, and there are thousands of stamps stored in the post office all year round. Counting them, there are tens of thousands of stamps, and there are hundreds of editions. Wu Qian can't hug her even if she wants to.

She took as many as she could, put them on the table, and said, "You choose, take whatever you want."

"These are the ordinary ones. I don't want them. I give them the zodiac stamps... Monkey, rooster and dog are all needed, especially the monkey ones. If you have loose stamps, give me them too. For the stamps starting with T, kites seem to be fine too... "While waiting, Yang Rui found the philatelic information that he had read before in his mind. He thought he had no impression of the content in it. He didn't know when he had read it, but now he used it all.

Yang Rui doesn't pursue profit maximization either, he chooses those with similar prices and accepts them all.

The most prosperous stage of China's postal market should be the mid-to-late 1990s, especially in 1996 and 1997, when any postage stamp had a value-added rate that more than doubled. In 2003, the price was 2,000 yuan each, but in 2003, it was 1,200 yuan.

Therefore, in terms of investment, holding stamps until the mid-1990s is about the same. In 15 years, the value of more than ten thousand times will increase, and the value of less will increase by hundreds of times. Normally, there will be no loss.

Of course, the premise is that you can get the money to invest now.

Yang Rui's RMB assets in his hands amounted to tens of thousands of yuan. Apart from some of them being used to buy domestic instruments, they were used for eating and drinking. With the current consumption level, he will definitely have new income before the RMB in his hand is used up.

In fact, after ordering the instruments this time, the US dollars he holds will be left over. In China in the 1980s, real estate did not exist, and there were no other investment channels except for buying stamps.

Instead of buying a bunch of famous cigarettes and wine and waiting for the price increase in 1984 like ordinary people, Yang Rui is more inclined to buy stamps.

In addition to being the investment product with the greatest appreciation potential in recent years, it also has the advantage of small size.

Things that cost thousands of dollars can be put in a big box, and replaced with other investment products. It will be troublesome to store them for more than ten years at a time.

By the mid-1990s, after selling all the stamps, you can continue to invest in real estate and stocks.

If he wants to lie down for the rest of his life, Yang Rui feels that he has almost figured out the way.

Wu Qian didn't expect Yang Rui to be interested in so many postage stamps. After a random calculation, there were hundreds of items in front of the counter, and Yang Rui asked her to bring down all the same postage stamps.

Wu Qian's claws were numb immediately, and she asked, "Where are you collecting stamps? You're simply hoarding stamps. Is there anyone who collects stamps like this?"

"You don't care how I collect stamps. Anyway, I just need all these, and you can buy them in your store." Yang Rui has no hesitation about buying stamps.

Throughout the 1980s, it was never heard that anyone was arrested for buying or selling too many stamps. Even by the end of the 1980s, stamp sales of the million-dollar level had already appeared in the postage coin market, and the government did not seem to intend to stop them. It should be said that this is the safest investment market in China.

As long as Yang Rui trades fairly, he won't stumble on stamps.

These days, the more people in the big cities, the more high-ranking officials and dignitaries they are, the more they like this kind of activity.

In another two years, if you just stand in the building of a certain ministry and commission and yell, you can find a dozen people to organize a philatelic association, and its popularity far exceeds that of Go.

Giving gifts with stamps will soon become a new means of corrupting cadres. A plate of thousands of stamps, as long as the purchase time is concealed,

It has become a printed matter with a face value of a few yuan, which is the same as the businessmen of later generations bidding for porcelain calligraphy and painting as gifts.

Wu Qian looked at Yang Rui's expression and asked, "Do you really want to buy it?"

"certainly."

"real?"

"Still asking?"

"I didn't know that the stamp was so heavy. If I move it down, if you don't want it, I have to move it up again." Wu Qian complained, but her eyes were smiling.

Yang Rui nodded, and asked again: "Do you need my help?"

"The financial office won't let you in." Wu Qian pretended to be cute, and bounced upstairs.

Yang Rui shouted from behind the counter: "Handle with care, don't get crumpled."

"Understood." Wu Qian's voice was as crisp as a bird's.

After a while, Wu Qian moved the two cardboard boxes downstairs, which were full of full-page stamps.

The small and exquisite stamps are very beautiful, and it is natural to have the urge to organize and collect them. Yang Rui still remembers the joy of collecting stamps when he was a child. Although it lasted for a short time and there was not much collection funds at that time, the happiness is the same.

"Let's settle the score, I want it all." Yang Rui looked at it one by one, quite satisfied. Chinese people currently collect stamps mainly out of hobbies, or everyone collects and I also collect. Many people don't even care about the appearance, so they squat in the reception room every day to tear stamps. For example, the monkey ticket of the 80 version will not rise by leaps and bounds until the second round of zodiac tickets is released in 1992. It is not considered popular now, and there are also stocks of the post office that are torn up and sold.

Yang Rui made a rough calculation, the value of stamps Wu Qian moved out could be two to three hundred thousand in the 1990s, and if they were sold for real estate flipping at that time, they would be half a billionaire.

Wu Qian also calculated the total price at this time, stopped her calculations, and said a little surprised: "The total is 1280 yuan and sixty-four cents, why don't I put some back?"

Stamps worth more than 1,000 yuan are sold slowly at the post office. It is hard for Wu Qian to imagine that someone transported them to her home to store them.

With so much money, it would be great to buy a TV.

Yang Rui didn't think it was expensive at all.

Investing 1,200 yuan in stamps will increase in value by 200 times after 10 years. Even in China in the 1980s, it is an extremely amazing return.

The most important thing is that the appreciation of this money does not require any operation, as long as investors place it properly, they can get income on schedule. In addition, you don't need a receipt to buy stamps.

The more Yang Rui thought about it, the more he felt that it was a good deal. He poured out all the more than 300 yuan in his pocket and said, "I didn't bring that much. I will take some of it first, and you will keep the rest for me. After I go back, I will let you buy it again." People come to pick it up."

Wu Qian didn't think it was a good deal for Yang Rui to buy stamps. Seeing that he didn't buy them all, she breathed a sigh of relief and said, "If you don't want to buy them, you can just send someone to talk about it, and I'll just move back."

"I'll definitely come and pick it up." Yang Rui has so much time, he managed to scan the goods, but he didn't want to waste his time.

Wu Qian glanced at him angrily, and helped him count the 300 yuan stamps.

Yang Rui chose the most valuable one to take away, and carefully put the monkey tickets in bulk in his bag.

It is said that monkey stamps are in bulk, and many of them are double, triple or square. They are all torn off by the post office staff when the sender comes to buy stamps. Some outer edges have been damaged, but basically they are stamps in good condition. , I think it can sell for a good price.

After leaving the post office, Yang Rui turned around and entered the credit union, and made an appointment with the teller to withdraw money.

Most of the renminbi in his hand is cash, and a small part comes from Shi Gui's remittance from other places. Whenever he has the opportunity, Yang Rui will find a way to withdraw the money.

The interest of the credit union is actually quite a lot. The annual interest rate is close to 8%, which is similar to the bank loans of later generations. However, Yang Rui has various worries and is always unwilling to put too much money in the current bank.

The only financial institution in Xibao town is the credit union, which is even more worrying.

The appointment withdrawal of 1,500 yuan was not too much, and it didn't make the teller of the credit union look at him more.

Although the income of Chinese people is not high, they have a lot of savings. When buying seeds and fertilizers in rural areas, or buying large electrical appliances, it is common to withdraw thousands of yuan.

Of course, ordinary people save money for several years and take it out for use at once, but Yang Rui uses it for pocket money.

After filling out the appointment form and leaving the credit union, Yang Rui held the cardboard box and simply found a tractor to go to Xizhaizi Township, and went home.

After all, storing stamps in the dormitory is not safe enough, and if the appearance is damaged, it will be a loss.

The tractor disappeared at the intersection with "puff puffs" of black smoke. Zhang Boming, who had been eating in the restaurant opposite the credit union, jumped up and rushed into the credit union.

These days, he wanted to find out about Yang Rui, and it made his brain hurt.

Although there is an old man who is the head of the Water Conservancy Department, Zhang Boming doesn't have a follower around him. The current second-generation officials don't pay much attention to ostentation, and Zhang Boming doesn't have money to support others.

Without daring to bother his father, Zhang Boming had no choice but to find a way to find fault with Yang Rui.

Nowadays, the best way to understand a person is to look at the file. Yang Rui's file is in Xibao Middle School. Zhang Boming asked Zhao Dannian to ask for it, but was rejected.

For old revolutionaries like Zhao Dannian, Zhang Boming has nothing to do. He tried to inquire about it in Xibao Middle School, but it also had little effect.

Just when he was about to go back to Pingjiang to discuss with his friends, Zhang Boming saw Yang Rui doing business in the credit union.

As a middle school student, what business does he have in the credit union?

Thinking of Yang Rui's huge manuscript fee of more than 2,000 yuan, Zhang Boming felt that it was necessary to investigate.

"My friend just came to do business, is it done yet?" Zhang Boming is not stupid, the brand of his provincial government middle school does not have the slightest deterrent effect in Xibao Town, so he simply cheated.

The teller of the credit union was quite impatient and said, "Who knows who your friend is."

"He is a little taller than me, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, like a movie actor." When Zhang Boming described it like this, he always felt like his heart was bleeding, and he shouted in his heart: Teacher Jing, you wait for me, Don't be fooled by the little boy.

The teller of the credit union looked at Zhang Boming carefully and said, "It's done."

"What should I do? Please tell me, so I can go over and do things." Zhang Boming handed over a cigarette in a fawning manner.

The management of rural credit cooperatives has always been extensive. The teller held a cigarette to his ear, turned over the person in front of him, and said, "It is agreed to withdraw 1,500 on Wednesday, okay?"

"Okay, okay." Zhang Boming walked out of the credit union, his smiling face seemed to be frozen instantly, and he said to himself: What do you want to do with 1,500 yuan?

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