Chapter 321: Another batch of stamps, new regulations

More than twenty minutes later, Shi Qinghuan arrived at the door of the post office. After she took the manuscript out of her bag and put it in the mailbox, she pushed her bicycle toward the post office.

When she entered the post office, she saw the staff member selling her stamps waving to her excitedly. She immediately knew what was going on, so she walked towards the staff member.

When she walked up to the staff, she took the initiative to ask him: "Comrade, are there new out-of-print stamps?"

"Yes, I just sorted it out yesterday, but this is the last batch, so the quantity is a bit large. Are you sure you want it?"

"want."

The smile on the staff member's face became even brighter after hearing what Shi Qinghuan said, so she took out a cloth bag from the drawer, handed it to Shi Qinghuan and said, "The stamps are all in this bag. You can send it here to take a look.”

Shi Qinghuan said hello after hearing what the staff said. Then she parked her bicycle, took the cloth bag from the staff, opened it and checked.

After she read the stamps in the bag, she was confused, because she didn't recognize the stamps in the bag at all, but she didn't recognize them, but it didn't stop her from collecting them.

These stamps weren't worth much anyway. Even if they were all worthless in the future, she would only lose dozens of dollars.

But if one or even a few stamps in it are valuable, then she will make a fortune.

So she didn't lose on this deal.

So she asked the staff: "How much are these stamps in total?"

"Just give me eight yuan. Don't think it's expensive. If these stamps weren't out of print, you wouldn't be able to buy that many stamps even if you spend eighty yuan."

"I know." After Shi Qinghuan finished speaking, she happily took out eight yuan from her bag and handed it to the staff. Then she asked the staff: "Do you want to replace the cloth with stamps and return it to you?"

"No, you can just take that bit of cloth."

"Thanks."

"You're welcome. It's getting late. You should go home quickly. I have to get off work too."

Shi Qinghuan nodded after hearing the staff's words. Then she took out five or six White Rabbit toffees from the space and stuffed them into the staff's hands before pushing her bicycle towards the outside of the post office.

After she left the post office, she looked at her watch and saw that it was already past five o'clock. She decided to go home after buying salt at the supply and marketing cooperative, so she pushed her bicycle towards the supply and marketing cooperative.

When she came to the supply and marketing cooperative, she saw that there was no one inside, so she pushed her bicycle directly into the supply and marketing cooperative.

Then she walked to the salt counter and said to the salesperson: "Comrade, please help me weigh two kilograms of salt."

"One person can only buy one pound of salt at a time."

"Weren't you able to buy two kilograms before?"

"This is the new rule."

"Then I'll buy a pound first."

After hearing what Shi Qinghuan said, the saleswoman weighed a pound of salt for Shi Qinghuan, and then she said to Shi Qinghuan: "One cent, no ticket."

After Shi Qinghuan heard what the salesperson said, she took a dime from her bag and handed it to the salesperson. Then she took the salt from the salesperson's hand, put the salt into her bag, and then pushed her bicycle toward the outside of the supply and marketing cooperative.

After she left the supply and marketing cooperative, she saw a man sneaking towards the cotton spinning factory carrying a large bag of things. She was a little curious, so she found a deserted place and put the bicycle into the space. Just chase that person.