Jiang Yuanchao is not a person who doesn't know anything. He has been in Yanjing for a few months. Although he has no job, he has traveled around the city with his parents. In addition to his regular job, he also considered working as a small trader. Just selling stamps was beyond his comprehension.
Besides, just one stamp is not enough for him to sell.
Besides, you can obviously buy stamps at the Post and Telecommunications Bureau, so why buy stamps from him? Isn’t it unnecessary?
He couldn't understand, he couldn't understand his brother's thoughts at all.
Jiang Yulou saw the confusion in Jiang Yuanchao's eyes and explained: "Brother, the stamps I bought are not sold immediately, but kept for later."
"Leave it until later?" Jiang Yuanchao was even more confused.
Even if time passes, aren't stamps still stamps? Will their prices still increase?
"Brother, you can regard it as a kind of antique calligraphy and painting. Even if it is not valuable now, the value will be very considerable in the future."
Jiang Yuanchao nodded. Although he didn't understand clearly, he did what his brother told him to do.
"Then what do we do now?"
"This post and telecommunications office is gone. Let's go look at other ones. Maybe we can gain something."
So, Jiang Yulou and Jiang Yuanchao spent a day visiting all the post and telecommunications offices in Yanjing, and the monkey tickets they bought were only a few editions, and there were some scattered ones, but he didn't like them.
As for the others, unfortunately, they are simply not available.
It wasn't until the sun was about to set that he and Jiang Yuanchao returned home unsteadily on their bicycles.
My parents were surprised to see so many stamps. After asking, Jiang Yulou explained that they were collected for fun. The son is a great writer and very rich. Buying some stamps is not considered a waste, and the old couple won't say anything.
Jiang Yulou locked the monkey ticket in a special cabinet. This will be his coffin book in the future and must be kept well.
Hey, I also blame him for traveling too late. If it had been a few years earlier, peerless treasures such as "Mountains and Rivers Are Red", "Victory of the Revolution", and "Qing Dragon Tickets" would never have escaped his hands, let alone monkey tickets.
This investment is a huge profit, but it is not good at all. It will take decades to sell it at the ideal price.
After school the next day, he rode his bicycle to the Post and Telecommunications Bureau, ready to try his luck. He did not want to buy precious stamps at the Post and Telecommunications Bureau, but wanted to see if there were any philatelic enthusiasts selling stamps in front of the Post and Telecommunications Bureau.
After waiting for a long time, still nothing.
Just as he was about to leave with his elder brother, he suddenly heard a voice: "Jade Tower, is it Yu Tower?"
Jiang Yulou heard a familiar voice and turned around to see a man wearing a white shirt, black trousers, and a pair of black leather shoes walking over.
This person is Ma Dudu.
"Ah, it's Dudu."
The two met unexpectedly at the door of the post and telecommunications office, and they were both quite surprised.
After joking for a while, Ma Dudu said: "Yulou, do you want to collect stamps?"
"It's just a hobby. Is Dudu good at this?"
"Hey, it's not as good as Yulou. Although I'm greedy for these, I don't have the money to collect them."
"When I first started collecting, I didn't dare to invest too much money. I just wanted to collect stamps, but I didn't have much money."
"After all, he is Yulou. He is rich and powerful. How is he like us? His pockets are cleaner than his face."
Jiang Yulou thought for a while and asked, "Since Dudu is interested in stamps, don't he know a few friends who collect stamps?"
"Yes, yes." Ma Dudu took out a pack of cigarettes, pulled out a cigarette, and handed it to Jiang Yulou. Jiang Yulou didn't take it, so he didn't care.
As a college student, it’s normal not to smoke. So he handed Jiang Yuanchao another cigarette. He had met Jiang Yulou's eldest brother once.
Jiang Yuanchao did not refuse. After the two lit the fire, they started to smoke.
Ma Dudu held the cigarette and took a long puff. Then he blew out a smoke ring and then said, "What kind of smoke do you want to collect? I'll ask you when the time comes."
"Monkey tickets, 'All the Mountains and Rivers Are Red', 'Qing Dragon Tickets', etc., are best in the finished version."
"Okay, I'll ask you when the time comes."
"Thank you very much."
"Hi, we're all friends."
After the two agreed to meet again on Wednesday, they separated.
After Ma Dudu left, Jiang Yuanchao asked: "Brother, is that your friend?"
"Well, Ma Dudu, my brother from the courtyard, you should have seen him before."
"We just met once, and I've long forgotten about it."
"He, Wang Shuo, and Liu Sola are all friends. They are related at home or have a strong relationship since childhood. You can have more contact with them in the future. It will be beneficial."
"That's it. But..."
"What's wrong?"
"But he is so young, does he know how to collect?"
After Jiang Yulou was silent for a moment, he said: "People are different."
Jiang Yuanchao: "..."
Just like that, two days later, the appointed day arrived.
These days, he has to commute between school and home every day, and he feels the inconvenience of transportation more and more. That is to say, I have no money now, otherwise I would definitely have to spend money to buy a car.
After meeting, Ma Dudu said: "My friend is a teacher, and his salary is not bad. He just likes to play with stamps. He happens to have a version of 'Thousands of Miles of Mountains and Rivers Are Red' at home. If his old father hadn't been ill recently, he would have spent a lot of money." Even if he is in urgent need of money, he won’t cash it out with stamps.”
Then, he added: "My friend's house is not far from the post office. How about we go there now?"
"Okay, let's go."
Jiang Yulou was about to ride a bicycle when he suddenly remembered that Ma Dudu was walking here, so he said, "Dudu, why don't you sit in the back seat of my brother?"
"No need, his home is not far, just a few steps away."
Jiang Yulou thought for a while, got out of the car, pushed his bicycle and left with Ma Dudu.
Chatting all the way, he was very curious whether Ma Dudu was collecting antiques now, and said: "Dudu, besides stamps, do you also play with other collectibles?"
"I haven't played, but I met an old gentleman, and now I'm learning from him."
"Old sir? Who is it?"
"Wang Shixiang, Mr. Wang!"
"It's his old man!"
Jiang Yulou was surprised, good guy, no wonder Ma Dudu got up in the future. It turned out that he worshiped a giant Buddha as his teacher.
Mr. Wang is a cultural relics expert, scholar, cultural relics connoisseur, collector, researcher of the Chinese Cultural Heritage Research Institute of the State Administration of Cultural Heritage, and a librarian of the Central Research Institute of Culture and History, and enjoys special allowances from the State Council.
Not only does he have a lot of names, but his collection is worth his money.
Even if he is making money writing novels now, in a few decades, his entire net worth may not be as much as a table in Mr. Ren’s house.
He vaguely remembered that Ma Dudu seemed to be quite good at doors, windows, tables and chairs, so he asked:
"Dudu, how long have you been studying with Mr. Wang?"
He slowed down and showed no expression on his face.
"It didn't take long before I met a few people who were tinkering with old furniture."
"Really? I just want to replace a set of old furniture at my house. Do you know anyone who can introduce me to it?"
"Okay, but it's said to be old furniture, but in fact it's all old items, and the price is not cheap."
“As long as the quality is good, money is not an issue.”
"Okay, I'll contact you when the time comes."
Ma Dudu readily agreed.
Jiang Yulou is also very happy. Although Duma Dudu is not that big collector yet, he is Mr. Wang's disciple after all. With his connections here, it is easy to do things with him.
Just for this reason, he felt that Ma Dudu's friendship was not in vain.
