Although Wan Feng had never collected stamps in his previous life, he had read many books on stamp collecting. Basically, he had some impression of some valuable stamps in later generations, such as the most valuable large "Motherland's Mountains and Rivers Are All Red" stamp and the dragon stamp from the Qing Dynasty.
But those things are hard to come by, and it is probably harder to get them than to climb a mountain, but getting a set of monkey stamps is not that difficult.
"Comrade, is this the only version? Could you show it to me?"
"Will you buy it? If not, what are you looking at?"
"Of course I will."
The saleswoman looked at Wan Feng as if he were a class enemy, and the acne on her face expressed one meaning: Can you afford it?
Since this woman looks down on the poor and lower-middle peasants, Wan Feng doesn't mind calling her acne in his heart.
Wan Feng had no choice but to take out a big unity card from his pocket and wave it in front of Acne.
Don't release the eagle until you see the rabbit, and don't string the bow until you see the enemy. When Acne saw the Great Unity note in Wan Feng's hand, he finally moved his butt off the stool, walked reluctantly to the counter, stretched out his hand to take out the stamp from the counter, and threw it in front of Wan Feng.
"Two copies arrived today. If you want to buy one, hurry up. If you're late, we'll split it up and sell it separately."
Hearing that there were two versions, Wan Feng was delighted and automatically forgave the old face with acne that kept people away.
That was a close call! If I had taken it apart, it wouldn't be worth that much.
After confirming that it was the type he had in mind, Wan Feng took out a bill for a machine tool worker and a bill for a female tractor driver from his pocket.
"I want them all."
Acne looked at Wan Feng as if he were an idiot, probably thinking, why did this idiot buy so many stamps?
While Acne was looking for money, Wan Feng took out a pre-made brown paper bag from his schoolbag and carefully put the stamps in it.
This was his first long-term investment, spanning thirty years.
He didn't know whether he could properly preserve this set of stamps during the next thirty years. If he could preserve it perfectly after thirty years, he would have a fortune of more than two million out of thin air.
He remembered that in 2015, the entire edition of Gengshen Monkey Stamps reached 1.05 million.
Even if an accident happens in the middle, the loss is only a dozen dollars of investment.
If he could keep this set of stamps properly until 2015, it would be worth two million.
Although the time span is too long, he thinks it is worth investing. After all, there are not many things in the world that can appreciate 150,000 times.
In his previous life, he had not saved more than 300,000 yuan until he had the car accident.
The advantage is its investment, an investment of just a dozen dollars.
The disadvantage is that it is difficult to store.
However, Wan Feng is confident that he can carry out this investment to the end.
Although the monkey stamps have appreciated in value by more than 150,000 times, that will happen decades later. For now, he still has to continue his business.
So his next destination was naturally Xinhua Bookstore.
It was a cloudy day today, and the rolling clouds were constantly reminding him that he had to hurry up and do things.
After leaving the post office, he went straight to Xinhua Bookstore.
Xinhua Bookstore and the post office are on the same street, only about two or three hundred meters apart.
Wan Feng walked into the Xinhua Bookstore with brisk steps.
In 1980, just before the opening up of all industries, culture was the first area to see a hundred flowers bloom. People who had experienced the cultural desolation of the Cultural Revolution rushed to Xinhua Bookstore like hungry people rushing to bread, so the Xinhua Bookstore at that time was simply packed.
The comic book counter that Wan Feng went to was crowded with people, and all the children ran here to enjoy the sight.
It's a pleasure to look at the book cover even if you can't see the content.
Wan Feng did not join the crowd because he had the stamps he had just bought and it would be a waste of time if he was squeezed into a tight spot.
It was not until almost noon, when most of the children in front of the counter had left, that he came to the counter.
He was not picky about books. He bought everything he didn't have. Soon he had picked out more than eighty comic books, which cost him another ten dollars.
When he walked out of the Xinhua Bookstore with his bulging schoolbag on his back, the store was about to close for a break.
There was a bus passing through Gushan at 11:30 am, so Wan Feng took this bus home. It arrived at Gushan around 12 o'clock. When he walked back to his grandmother's house panting, it was already past 12:30.
The first thing he did when he returned to his grandmother's house was not to number the comic books, but to decorate the edition of monkey stamps.
He wrapped the stamps in layers of kraft paper and sandwiched them between two planed wooden boards, then wrapped them in several layers of kraft paper and finally tied them with a thin rope.
This thing cannot be placed in a humid place, and you have to be careful of being bitten by rats.
My grandma's house has two cabinets for storing clothes, and this set of stamps is placed on the bottom shelf of the cabinet.
This is also the most appropriate preservation method that Wan Feng can find.
As soon as he finished with the stamps, he hurried to Shutun to serve his friends who rented books.
Including the new book, he now has 170 comic books. Although not all of them have been rented out, more than 130 have been rented out.
After evaluation, Wan Feng felt that these books should be enough for him to go around for a year, and he did not plan to purchase any more books in the short term.
Wan Feng's first week of boarding at Jiangwei School passed like this.
Ever since the battle with the Tan Sheng brothers, there has been a brief period of peace in the fifth grade. Tan Sheng is no longer as arrogant and domineering as before, and has become much more honest.
Wan Feng is not a warmonger. On the contrary, he was a bit cowardly and was often bullied by others in his previous life. If he did not understand the truth that good people are often bullied in this life, he would not have become so cruel in battle.
His wish in this rebirth is to become a rich man, a rich man who will be even more powerful than Bill Gates in the future, and he is determined not to live a restrained life anymore.
But now is not the time for him to show his strength. First, he still has many physical problems and cannot adapt. Second, the reform and opening up has just begun. Everything is like the morning after the night has just ended. Many conditions are not yet mature.
But Wan Feng wasn't in a rush. Even after graduating from high school, he still had time to do whatever he wanted. Barring any unexpected events, he would have graduated in the summer of 1986. He didn't get into university and was assigned to the Construction Corps, driving a tractor. A year later, in the winter, his family returned to the Hongya Yongshi Commune.
That's when he can show his talents.
What he is doing now is just laying the foundation in advance, and it would be best if he can save some start-up capital for when he starts his own business.
The amount doesn't have to be too large; he set a goal of 10,000 yuan.
By 1988, he needed at least 10,000 yuan in start-up capital.
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