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Looking at the artist with a sad face, Yan Songjie and Han Zhimei were overjoyed, holding the freshly baked and freshly made rats to steal the oil gourd.

Then in the drooling and envious gazes of a group of little pionage.

Yan Songjie and Han Zhimei, who have no guesses, you lick a mouthful, I lick a bite in turn, and the rats made of syrup steal the oil gourd and leave.

Although the thin gourd was licked without a few licks, it was perforated and cracked by licking. The hearts of the two were entangled with wisps of happiness and warmth, and the rats who stole the oil were also eaten, Yan Songjie ate his head, and his body was swallowed by Han Zhimei.

"Yan Songjie! I'm back!" Passing by the Majia wonton shop, Yan Songjie heard someone say hello, and looked at Ma Baonian,

"Yes!" Yan Songjie became lukewarm, knowing that trouble was coming.

Sure enough!"Huh~!" Ma Baonian is a month younger than Yan Songjie. "Why don't you call me? Call me uncle!"

Han Jimei watched the excitement from the side, this is not the first time.

"Come here, brother will teach you to be a man!" Yan Songjie dragged Ma Baonian towards the secluded alley: "It's not as big as me, I want to count it! ”

However, according to the generation, Yan Songjie really has to be called Uncle Ma Baonian.

Yan Songjie's grandmother and Ma Baonian's mother are sisters! Ma Baonian didn't count!

Yan Songjie was not convinced! Not as big as himself, he still had to call him uncle, he used to beat Ma Baonian, and he called Yan Songjie "uncle". In this life, it is even more impossible to call!

Ma Baonian saw that he was going to suffer, so he immediately relented: "You are uncle! ”

"I'll beat you up next time! ”

"Let go! Brother, someone is coming. Han Zhimei reported the news.

After the "Majia Wonton Shop" is the stone arch bridge, the opposite of the bridge is the north head, after passing the Qiaolin Supply and Marketing Cooperative, there are no pedestrians gradually.

"Alas!

The countryside is the countryside, there is nothing if it is not a set, self-sufficient, stamps can't be sold, no one sends letters, and stamps in the post office naturally can't be sold.

Yes, the stamps in the post office naturally can't be sold, and we have dime, and we are not leaders, what do you care!

Wrong!

This is the opportunity! It can't be sold, and there is a lot of inventory! You know!

"Meizi! go" Yan Songjie pulled Han Zhimei and walked towards the Qiaolin Post Office, which was very close, no more than 500 meters, and the post office was in the most remote place.

The dark green exterior wall is very recognizable.

Pushing the door and walking in with Han Zhimei, there is a counter at the door, an office on the left and right hands, and there is only one post office clerk in the counter, which is very small and has no customers.

As the saying goes, "Ghosts don't lay eggs!"

"Master, buy stamps. Yan Songjie asked, the only employee uncle.

"Little comrade! Send a letter!" It is rare for a customer to come, this one stood up and received him warmly, I don't know if it is, no one is panicked when he speaks!

"Is there a stamp for the Year of the Monkey in the 80th year?" Yan Songjie is a thief, going straight to the most valuable target.

"I don't know if there should be! Anyway, it's all backlogged in the back warehouse, and no one buys it. "This is also an honest man, and he certainly doesn't collect stamps, and he has no concept of stamps for the Year of the Monkey.

"Fat sheep!" Yan Songjie put on a more enthusiastic smile: "Uncle, please help me take a look! I am Qiao Xiaolutou's Ke family!"

"Kejia duck fat baked cakes! know! know!" feelings for this foodie.

"Meizi! help my brother go back to his grandfather's house and get two pieces of duck fat baked cakes. Yan Songjie opened Han Zhimei, firstly, to use duck fat baked cakes as gifts, and secondly, to make money.

didn't give Han Zhimei money, what did she pay for her own baked cakes.

"Meizi! Go quickly," Yan Songjie said to the post office employee: "Uncle, please help me take a look."

"Okay! No one is there anyway" After sitting for most of the day, the post office employee took out the key and went to the warehouse, there was no warehouse keeper, he worked part-time.

I didn't know how messy the warehouse was, but after looking for half an hour, I picked up a stack of stamps, discouraged, and returned to the counter.

"How many do you want, little comrade?" asked the uncle of the post office employee.

"I'll take a look!" Yan Songjie looked at this thickness, his heart was pounding, his face was flushed, Tiandao is so powerful!

"Damn! It's really the 80th year of the Monkey Zodiac stamps!" It's all "Yan Songjie breathes calmly!"

"Uncle!

"I haven't bought a stamp! this kid is poor!" the uncle of the post office employee was a little sad: "There is a price on the stamp, learn to read it yourself!"

The uncle of the post office employee pointed to the lower right corner of the black monkey on a red background, "8 points, I saw that there was no one that sold for 8 cents, so I learned it." This number is how much it is," he looked at Yan Songjie with pity.

"Thank you! Uncle buys both, you calculate how much it is. ”

"All of them! The post office employee's uncle was surprised and afraid that Yan Songjie would talk nonsense.

"Nice pasted wall, used as wallpaper. Yan Songjie made up words indiscriminately, counting with both hands, "There are a total of 49 large editions, with 79 sheets, 319.992 yuan." ”

"Uncle, please collect the money," Yan Songjie quickly conjured up 32 large knots of Shiyuan in his clothes pocket, took them out and handed them to the uncle of the post office employee, opened the folding bag purchased from the cloud merchant system, and packed the 50 stamps of the Year of the Monkey.

That's worth 52 million, and this monkey is ugly and has a personality!

"Your family is really rich in baked cakes, buy stamps as wallpaper."

"The numbers are right, only one is sold, 8 cents, this kind of stamp is too ugly, no one wants it, you change it to a beautiful paste-hug wall. ”

"I like ugly monkeys!" Yan Songjie would rather admit that he has a poor aesthetic point of view!

After waiting for a while, Han Zhimei came over with two pieces of baked cakes, and Yan Songjie handed them to the uncle of the post office employee: "Uncle! Please eat! Thank you very much!"

"Serve the people!" The uncle of the post office employee was embarrassed: "If it's too ugly, take it back and change it!"

"Uncle, I'm leaving! It's a golden monkey!"

In the afternoon, this is the only bank in the town of Jorin. The hall was deserted and there were no customers.

Lao Du of the Qiaolin Bank branch asked: "The hemp mill, primary school, middle school and other units will be paid wages in two days, are we ready for the money?"

"Director Du, I applied for it yesterday, and the money has been paid today. ”

"It's all a bundle of new coins, and they don't even need to count the number of coins, which is very trouble-free and won't delay time. ”

Lao Du said in a tone: "It's good not to delay time, the hemp mills are all small and young workers, so you can't cause trouble!", Lao Du thought about it again: "Pay attention to the two new dollars, don't apply next time, the three bundles that you applied for last time haven't been unsealed for a few months." "It's a hassle to move in and out.