Seeing that the time was almost up and there was no one left, Dabao hurriedly cleaned up and ran home.

I just skipped school this morning, so Dabao is very careful now.

He is the most vulnerable person in the family, and it can be said that anyone in the family can clean him up, and he has no temper.

Beat! I can't beat him, and even if I do, I don't dare to do it, so I can only become the one who is bullied.

The next day, Dabao still went to school honestly.

It wasn't until noon on Friday that the dean found him, and Dabao followed the dean to the office.

There were several middle-aged people sitting in the office, these people Dabao knew, it was the parents of those children, and when they saw them come in, these parents quickly stood up.

"Sit down, everybody. The dean of teaching hurriedly said.

After these parents sat down, the dean also sat down, and then said to Dabao: "Classmate Ye Zihao, this is the philatelic album they gave you, I think this matter is over, what do you say?"

Looking at the stack of philatelic albums in front of the teaching director, Dabao quickly nodded and said, "Yes." ”

There are at least a dozen copies of this stack of philatelic albums, that is, the family has prepared at least two for him, although I don't know what stamps are inside, but Dabao is already very content.

In fact, some of these philatelic albums were collected by these middle-aged people when they were young, and many people liked to do this at that time, and then they went to work, and they had no interest in this.

There are also some people who ask for it from others, or buy it, not everyone has this thing, for the sake of their own children, these people have also made a lot of money.

Of course, because they were bought from acquaintances, the price was relatively cheap, and some didn't even ask for money, anyway, they prepared these dozen philatelic albums for Dabao.

"Well, in that case, this matter is over, you can take these philatelic albums. ”

"Good teacher. Dabao nodded, went over and picked up the albums, and left the office.

From beginning to end, Dabao didn't say a word to those middle-aged people, no way, what do you ask him to say.

Say yes, since you have sent filial piety, I will spare your children, or let him thank them for sending these philatelic albums.

After Dabao came out of the dean's office, he didn't sell cards anymore, and ran home with those stamp albums, of course, to the old house.

When he arrived at the old house, Dabao put down the philatelic album, and then opened it and began to look at it, these stamps are all old stamps together.

But there is not much value, not that the old stamps are valuable, it also depends on the circulation, and the time of issuance.

Of course, these treasures don't understand, he just looks at what's there, and then writes down these stamps.

It was not difficult for Dabao to memorize things, and in about half an hour, he wrote down the stamps in more than a dozen philatelic albums.

Then I went home for dinner, and as soon as I arrived at school in the afternoon, Dabao took two packs of soft China to the school infirmary.

He threw two packs of cigarettes on the table and said, "Give me a fake note for an afternoon." ”

The school doctor glanced up at Dabao, smiled bitterly, and said, "What are you doing here?"

"Don't do it, I have something to do in the afternoon, it takes an afternoon, so ......"

Although the school doctor was very helpless, he still gave Dabao a one, and Dabao went to the class with a fake note, and at this time the fat man had already come.

Dabao handed the fake note to the fat man and said, "Give this to the teacher, if the teacher asks what's going on, you will say that my stomach hurts." ”

"Ah, you're taking a leave of absence again?"

"What, do you have an opinion?"

Hearing Dabao say this, the fat man hurriedly shook his head and said, "No, no, okay, leave it to me." ”

"That's pretty much it. ”

After Dabao came out of school, he went directly to the Yuetan Post Market by car, and today he didn't look at the stamps he sold, but came to inquire about the price.

Not only the price of the stamps in his hand, but also the ones he doesn't have in his hand, basically he will ask what stamps he sees.

All afternoon, Dabao's mouth was dry, there was no way, he said at least a few thousand words in one afternoon.

Even said that his voice was almost hoarse, but he also touched the whole postal market, at least if you ask him what kind of stamp and what price, he can answer in one bite.

Of course, this is only today, and tomorrow it may be another price, but it is roughly what the price point is.

The next morning, Dabao got up early, because today was Saturday and there was no need to go to school, so Dabao ran away after breakfast.

No one cared about him, because the family was accustomed to the boy running out to play as long as he was a week.

Dabao came to the old mansion, the fat man was already waiting for him at the gate, and when he saw him coming, he hurriedly said, "Dabao, what are you asking me to come over?"

"Go in first. Dabao took the fat man and ran into the yard.

When the bodyguard saw that it was Dabao, of course he didn't care, and he didn't even ask, because this was originally his home.

Dabao's things were all in the room where he lived before, so he ran directly to the house.

Then he pointed to a bag and said, "Carry this." ”

"Oh! ”

The fat man was carrying the stamps that people compensated him for, and now he carried the big treasure in a bag.

Dabao himself also carried a bag, which contained the "Han Xizai Night Banquet Map" and the monkey ticket he bought at the Yuetan Post Market, of course, he didn't finish it, so he brought a hundred editions.

"Let's go. After seeing the fat man on his back, Dabao said.

"Uhh ”

Although he didn't know where Dabao was going, the fat man still nodded, because even if he asked, Dabao didn't necessarily tell him.

In that case, it's better not to ask, anyway, sooner or later you will know.

After coming out of the old house, Dabao called a taxi and soon came to the post market.

Dabao didn't have a stall, so he found an open space at the door, then took the bag off his body, and first took out a piece of cloth from it and spread it on the ground.

Only then did he take out the stamps in the bag, including the dozen or so philatelic albums, and Dabao opened each philatelic album for everyone to see.

Then he put the bag on the ground, sat down directly, and found that the fat man was still standing there, so he patted the road teeth.

"Oh!" the fat man quickly put his bag down as well, and then sat down.

When the fat man sat down, Dabao shouted: "Take a walk and take a look! ”

At this time, if the fat man didn't know what Dabao was going to do, then he would be too stupid, and looked at Dabao in surprise and asked, "You...... You sell stamps here?"

"What, no?"

"No, it's just you ......"

Just as the fat man was about to say something, a middle-aged man walked over, then squatted down and picked up a philatelic album and looked at it.

Of course, the fat man shut up, and then sat there and watched.

The middle-aged man looked at it very carefully, basically read every one of them, put it down after reading it, and picked up another one to read.

There was the first one, there was the second, and soon there were four or five people gathered around Dabao, and these people were all the same, all holding philatelic albums to read.

At this time, two people with red armbands came over, one holding a notebook, and said to Dabao: "Pay five yuan." ”

"Uh, what do you mean?" asked Dabao inexplicably.

"If you sell something here, you have to pay a management fee. ”

"Management fee, what management fee, why do I have to pay a management fee?"

"No why, as long as you sell something here, you have to pay a management fee. ”

Dabao didn't react for a while just now, and when he heard the red armband say this, he seemed to understand something, so his face immediately changed.

turned into a flattering look and said: "Uncle, I just came over, and I haven't sold a penny yet, and we just came out to earn some tuition, you see, ......"

"I don't care about this, and it has nothing to do with me, as long as you do business here, you have to pay a fee. ”

These two middle-aged people are actually the administrators of the Yuetan Post Market, and those who do business here, if there is a stall, do not need to pay because they have already paid the booth fee.

Like Dabao, who does not have a fixed booth, he pays a day's money for a day's business, and to put it bluntly, it is a booth fee.

"The two managers, they are just children, I think forget it!" said a middle-aged man next to him.

Hearing the middle-aged man's words, the administrator smiled bitterly and said, "I also want to forget it, but this is the rule, if everyone counts like this, how can it be opened here." ”

Hearing the administrator say this, the middle-aged man stopped talking, and then looked at Dabao.

Dabao hurriedly stood up from the ground and said, "Uncle Administrator, I haven't sold it for money yet, otherwise it's like this, when I get the money from the sale, I'll pay it immediately." ”

Dabao's words made the administrator of the invoice frown, and then another administrator who collected the money said: "Otherwise, forget it today! ”

"Okay!" the administrator of the invoice nodded, and then said to Dabao: "Little friend, I won't take your money today, but if you come back tomorrow, you will have to pay the money." ”

"Uh-huh!" Dabao nodded hurriedly.

Then the two administrators left, of course, mainly because Dabao was a child, otherwise, the five yuan would have to be paid.

In fact, Dabao didn't want to pay the five yuan, but he just paid five yuan before he arrived here, which was a bit unlucky.

If he really sells for money, he will pay five yuan, and if a market can be maintained, there must be a good management.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be chaotic! In that case, who would still come here, it is estimated that it is impossible for the Yuetan Post Market to be opened to this day, let alone the current scale.

"Kids, how much does this stamp album cost?" asked one of the middle-aged men, holding a stamp album.

"I'll see. Dabao took the stamp album and opened it to look at it.

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