The minibus drove wobbly for nearly half an hour and finally entered the city, and as soon as he got off the bus, Tang Zheng went straight to the nearby post office, as if he was a second late, and the stamp would fly away with wings.

It was not yet nine o'clock in the morning, and there were few people in the post office.

Tang Zheng adjusted his breathing at the door, tried his best to keep himself normal, walked to a window and said with a smile: "Sister, I'll buy a few stamps." ”

"8 points, how much do you want?"

8 points a piece?!

Tang Zheng's breathing became faintly short, this was too cheap, it was no different from giving it away for nothing.

"Do you have a monkey ticket, come to 10...... I don't come with 100 pieces. ”

Tang Zheng's hand hanging on the outside of his thigh quietly pinched the root of his thigh, only in this way could he barely maintain normalcy.

"Monkey ticket?"

The post office clerk who looked like he was in his forties looked up at him, shook his head without thinking, and said: "Monkey tickets have been issued for several years, and there were only more than 4 million tickets issued in the country that year, and they have already been sold out." Young man, you don't buy stamps to send letters. ”

Sold out a long time ago?

Tang Zheng was stunned for a moment, and was a little dumbfounded for a moment.

He forgot about this stubble, the monkey stamp belongs to the first zodiac stamp issued in China, and then a new zodiac stamp will be issued every year, and it is normal to sell out in the past few years.

Thinking of this, Tang Zheng hurriedly nodded and said: "Sister, I really didn't buy stamps to send letters, I recently fell in love with stamp collecting, I heard others say that monkey stamps are very beautiful, I just don't have them, so ......"

At the end, he pretended to be embarrassed and smiled.

"Monkey stamps are indeed very beautiful, but unfortunately there are too few stamps in circulation, and many philatelic enthusiasts are short of them, and I heard that a monkey stamp has been sold for five or six yuan now. ”

What the?!

Is it starting to rise now, when it was issued, it was 8 points, and now it has risen to five or six yuan, and it has risen seventy or eighty times in just a few years, no wonder it will rise to more than 100,000 times in another twenty or thirty years.

"No, you have to get a set of monkey tickets for everything!"

The more difficult it is to buy, the more certain the value of the monkey ticket.

"Eldest sister, I really like monkey tickets so much, do you know where to buy monkey tickets, I'm willing to pay 8 yuan... No, I'm willing to pay 10 yuan a piece, and it would be best if I could buy a full-page package. ”

Tang Zheng looked at the post office eldest sister with a look of hope, and stretched out a finger to quote a sky-high price that was twice as high as that on the market.

As long as you can buy a monkey ticket, let alone 10 yuan a piece, even if it is 100 yuan a piece, Tang Zheng will not hesitate to do it.

"Young man, are you really willing to spend 10 yuan to buy a monkey ticket? There are 80 tickets for the whole page, and 10 yuan is 800 yuan each. ”

The post office aunt was also taken aback by the price quoted by Tang Zheng, her current monthly salary is less than 100 yuan, and 800 yuan is basically equivalent to her year's salary.

I didn't eat or drink for a whole year in order to buy a set of stamps, and this person's philatelic collection went crazy.

The post office aunt has to handle an unknown number of stamps every year, and she really can't figure out how a small stamp can get so much magic to make people crazy like this.

"I know the eldest sister, if you know who has a monkey ticket in their hand, I hope the eldest sister will help introduce it, I really want to buy it. ”

Tang Zheng looked at the post office sister, in this era to buy stamps can only come to the post office, in his opinion, this sister works in the post office, how to know a few philatelic enthusiasts, maybe her relatives and friends who like stamp collecting will even ask her to help buy stamps.

Seeing that he didn't seem to be joking, the eldest sister of the post office hesitated a little and said: "I have a relative who also likes stamp collecting, and he has a set of full-page monkey stamps in his hand. But are you really willing to spend 800 yuan on a set of stamps?"

In the end, the eldest sister of the post office still confirmed in disbelief.

800 yuan is not a small amount of money, and even if you give it, you can't take it out casually.

Hearing that her relative had a whole set of monkey tickets in his hand, and seemed to be intent on making a move, Tang Zheng was so excited that he almost didn't jump.

"Sister, don't worry, I won't tell you that I'm in business, and I made a little money selling bell bottoms and clothes during this time, and I can still afford a set of stamps. ”

Tang Zheng was afraid that the other party would not believe it, so he deliberately took out a handful of 100 yuan bills and shook it at the post office eldest sister.

"Well, since you sincerely want to buy it, I'll help you ask when you go back to eat at noon, and you can come back when you go to work in the afternoon, and if my relative is willing to sell it, I'll ask him to wait for you at the post office with stamps." ”

Seeing that he was carrying so much money with him, the eldest sister of the post office had nothing to doubt, so she immediately nodded and agreed.

"Thank you, eldest sister, thank you so much, you are busy first, and I will come back in the afternoon. ”

Tang Zheng thanked him again before walking out of the post office, the monkey ticket was finally settled, and the stone hanging in his heart finally put down a lot.

"Is it really so profitable to do business, spend 800 yuan just to buy a set of stamps, and don't even blink an eye, or I'll discuss it with him when Lao Wang comes back from work at night?"

Looking at the back of Tang Zheng leaving, the post office aunt also thought about it.

Tang Zheng probably never dreamed that his move to buy stamps at a high price today would add another small sampan to the gold rush and one more multimillionaire more than ten years later.

Although he will only stay in this era for three days, the butterfly may not be able to flutter its wings a few times, but no matter what, it will still have a small impact after all.

Of course, this influence cannot change history, only the fate of individual people.

Tang Zheng naturally didn't know this, and even if he knew, he couldn't change anything, maybe everything was already doomed.

Since God has arranged it this way, then it naturally has his reasons.

After coming out of the post office, Tang Zheng went to the nearby grocery store and gold store again.

The price of gold is not much different from what he imagined, more than 40 yuan a gram, nearly 10 times cheaper than a few decades later.

Although the profit of 10 times is insignificant compared with the increase of tens of thousands of times the stamps, Tang Zheng still decided to buy two gold bracelets at that time.

Stamps are paper products, which are difficult to preserve, and no one can guarantee that they will not deteriorate and rot if they are buried underground for decades.

The price of Moutai is similar to what the middle-aged woman on the minibus said, 8 yuan 5 a bottle, which belongs to the luxury of this era.

Tang is preparing to bury a few more bottles at that time, even if one bottle can be successfully kept, and when he goes back, it will be tens of thousands of times the income.

After inquiring about the prices of gold and Moutai, Tang Zheng walked around on a tricycle in the southeast and northwest of Rongcheng for decades.

Once you've thought about what you're going to keep, the next step is to find a safe and secure place to bury it.

The country will be turned upside down in the next few decades, so Tang Zheng must find a place where he will not dig and build in the future.

Otherwise, tossing and tossing and burying millions worth of things, it turned out that within a few years, it was shoveled into slag by an excavator from an engineering team, wouldn't it be a waste of work.