Chapter 5 Plan
Ying Sisi finally felt relieved. She took out a pack of cigarettes and stuffed it into the man's hand: "Thank you, big brother. I hope you will accept this as a small token of my appreciation."
The man took the cigarette and said in a much kinder manner, "If you hear people outside shouting to run after you go in, no matter if you bought anything or not, you must run east."
"Okay." Ying Sisi thanked him and stepped into the market.
Rice, flour, grain, oil, meat coupons, non-staple food coupons, books, stationery, daily necessities, etc. can all be exchanged at equal value.
Ying Sisi walked around and finally came to the noodle stall.
Someone suddenly bumped into her arm, causing her to stagger several steps to the side.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
Ying Sisi steadied herself and looked back. An old lady bowed her head and apologized, with an open book of stamps scattered on the ground.
The colors are very beautiful.
The buildings and scenery above are very similar to the mountains and rivers described by the educated youth.
I remember the educated youth said that stamps are of great collection value, and those that are very old are hard to come by.
If you meet someone who knows the value of it, it can be worth a fortune.
She was immediately attracted.
The old lady looked up and saw Ying Sisi staring at her stamps. She immediately said, "Girl, would you like to buy some stamps? These are old items from sixty or seventy years ago. There are hundreds of stamps in a book, and they only cost eight yuan."
"Is something from sixty or seventy years ago still usable? How dare you ask for eight dollars? Even if you go to a scrap collection station and pay two cents, no one will bother with you." said the stall owner next to him.
The old lady retorted: "I didn't ask you to buy it, I was asking about this girl."
Ying Sisi really wanted it, but the price the old lady offered was too high. She didn't have eight bucks on her body. "Can I take a look first?"
"Of course, these are all my family's former private collections. I wouldn't sell them unless it was absolutely necessary."
Ying Sisi flipped through the pieces one by one, confirming they were very old. "Would you part with them for three dollars? I only have three."
Ying Sisi honestly took out all the change she had, which was the money she had secretly withheld when buying groceries for Song Hanmei.
The middle-aged woman was in a dilemma.
The noodle stall owner said, "Girl, judging by your attire, you don't look wealthy. If you spend three dollars on a book about something you can't eat or drink, your family will beat you to death."
Ying Sisi began to waver after hearing this. All her knowledge came from the educated youth in the village.
If there is no way to turn stamps into money, then the things you buy are no different from waste.
"I…………"
The old lady was afraid that Ying Sisi would regret it, so she stuffed the stamps into her arms and said, "Three dollars is three dollars. I'll take the loss."
The noodle stall owner said, "Girl, think carefully and don't let anyone cheat you."
Ying Sisi thought about it carefully and said, "I've thought it through." She handed the money to her aunt.
The middle-aged woman was both happy and regretful: "My family has been collecting this for decades, but I never thought it would only be worth three yuan in the end."
"Or..." Ying Sisi touched her empty wallet and felt regretful.
In order to save this money, he fought with Song Hanmei many times.
Now that the capital is gone, what should I do next?
"I have something else to do, so I'm leaving." The middle-aged woman walked hurriedly.
Ying Sisi had shot the arrow and there was no turning back, so she walked back with the stamps in her pocket.
Before I knew it, I returned to the Li family.
As soon as she entered the house, Li Junlu, Li's father, who was home from get off work, stopped her and asked in a sinister tone, "You knew you were back? You went out with your mother and left without telling her, leaving your mother and sister looking for you for most of the day. Is there any daughter or sister like you?"
"I"
Li Yuwei answered first: "Dad, it's New Year's Day, forget it, my sister didn't mean it."
(End of this chapter)
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